When the book-traveling little detective meets the two-faced prince

Hearing this, the two soldiers who returned that day said with self-blame on their faces: "It's all my fault. If I had chased him first that day, maybe I could have caught him."

The same thing happened to another soldier.

Lin Lezhi looked at the two soldiers and comforted them, "The fog is thick. You are not as familiar with the terrain as he is. Even if you catch up with him, it will be easy to lose him. You may even be in danger of your life. It is the right decision to come back and report to General Yu first."

Hearing Lin Lezhi say this, Xiao Yihuo's eyes flickered slightly.

Lin Lezhi continued, “Even if you guys were not chasing in the wrong direction and followed him, it would not affect the outcome, because what he needed was someone to see Guan Ziheng setting himself on fire. No matter who got there first, the result would be the same.”

Lin Lezhi's words brought great comfort to the two soldiers. After seeing that Cheng Su had no intention of pursuing responsibility, the two men clasped their fists and thanked Lin Lezhi.

Lin Lezhi paused and continued, "But to complete this plan, one rope is not enough. If you want to get out, you need another rope."

"I'm sure everyone has seen that there are traces of blade scratches on the edge of the cliff. The scratches are narrow inside and deep outside, as if they were caused by a knife, sword, or talon. But, in fact, they are not caused by a sharp weapon."

"If it's not a sharp weapon, then what is it?"

Zhu Yang asked in confusion, curiosity hidden in his eyes.

In front of everyone, Lin Lezhi walked around the charred corpse and came to the cliff. He picked up a vine hanging from the wall and climbed the cliff and said, "This is it."

Lin Lezhi touched the protruding spikes on the vine and said, "The thorns on the vine are also narrow inside and deep outside."

After listening to what Lin Lezhi said, everyone looked as if they had suddenly realized something.

"He only needs to connect the end of the rope made of leaf veins to the head of the vine. When someone stands on the vine and hangs on the edge of the cliff with the vine in his hand, when he pulls the vine quickly, the thorns on the vine will scratch the cliff wall."

"And the evidence." Lin Lezhi turned around and looked at everyone and said, "It's the tiny broken skin at the bottom of the weeds. The position of the broken skin gradually gets lower and extends all the way to the edge of the cliff. Those tiny broken skin were scratched by the thorns on the vines."

"Unfortunately, no matter how perfect the plan is, there will always be mistakes. After all, the grass and trees will not act completely according to his plan."

Lin Lezhi held up the half leaf vein in his hand and twisted it with his fingers, saying, "When he pulled the vine quickly, one of the veins fell into the surrounding grass. Although it was burned by the fire, it was not completely burned. The fire spread to the knot, and the leaf veins were elastic, which stretched the knot that had been tied in advance."

"At the same time, the fire also stopped." He paused for a moment, staring at the main leaf vein where blue and black meet, his eyes deep as he said, "So, this half leaf vein is blue in the middle and burnt brown at both ends."

Zhu Yang thought about it and said with an unbelieving look: "If it is really as Detective Jiang Gui inferred, then the murderer is... Brother Guan?"

The identity of the charred corpse was Lu Xingpeng, so the only suspect was Guan Ziheng who had disappeared from everyone's sight.

Lin Lezhi did not respond immediately to Zhu Yang's doubt.

Instead, he unfolded the suicide note in his hand again in front of everyone.

After staring for a while, Lin Lezhi's eyes were filled with contemplation. He paced back and forth while saying, "Before confirming the identity of this charred corpse, I couldn't figure out why County Magistrate Chang concealed the fact that there was a third thief, but now I understand."

Cheng Su asked with a sullen look, "What do you mean?"

Lin Lezhi withdrew his gaze from the letter, his eyes darkened, and he said with a hint of hesitation: "To... leave a way for survival."

After these words were spoken, everyone present was unable to understand and looked shocked.

Chang Feizhang is already dead, how can he be left alive?

"Originally, I think... he left this way for himself, but after he knew there was no hope for him to survive, he gave it up."

He looked at the suicide letter in his hand, his eyes darkened, and with a touch of reluctance and sadness in his eyes, he said: "I gave it to the person in this letter who didn't mention him in any sentence, but every sentence hoped that he would live."

Cheng Su glanced at the sky and urged, "Who is it?"

"I have already pointed out who it is."

Lin Lezhi had not been pacing since he spoke just now. Now he had come to the front of the crowd. When he reached a certain place, he took someone's hand and said, "Whoever has a new scratch on his hand is the real mastermind of this case."

Lin Lezhi's raised hand was covered with countless scars, including on his exposed wrist.

When they saw who this person was, everyone present was shocked, even Hong Mingxu, who had always been dismissive of Lin Lezhi's reasoning.

This person.

It was Qiao Ying.