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

Listen and.

Cheng Su's eyes darkened, his face clearly filled with doubt and impossibility, and the other people present also showed expressions of disbelief.

Don’t even mention Cheng Su’s doubts.

Even he himself couldn't do this.

When he first came to this strange place, he was strangled by Xing Tianqi who had transformed into Li Weisheng. Xing Tianqi roared, saying that everything was his fault and that he should not live in this world.

then.

He just felt that everything he experienced was just a dream.

Maybe, after death, I can wake up.

But after giving up resistance, the ensuing difficulty breathing, confusion, and burning and stinging sensations inside the body due to lack of oxygen were all too real.

For the first time, he knew how painful it felt to be on the verge of death.

Even now when I think back on it, I still feel a little scared. My throat feels dry and tight.

Fortunately.

At the last moment, Xiao Yihuo appeared and saved himself.

Still...

not bad?

At least a life was saved.

Thinking of the time when Xiao Yihuo thought he was going to commit suicide and how he was furious and roaring at him, Lin Lezhi couldn't help but laugh.

As he thought about it, the corners of his mouth did indeed raise a curve, and he slowly said: "When a person is facing a life-and-death situation, it is naturally difficult to give up the instinct to survive, but what if that person has a reason to give up the instinct to survive?"

"What's the reason?" Cheng Su asked.

"Of course, it's to cover up the evidence."

Lin Lezhi paced slowly and said, "The man pretending to be Guan Ziheng that day was so frightened when he saw the body of Mr. Wu being carried over that day that he fell to the ground, and his palm was cut by a sharp stone on the ground. That's why I left the bottle of ointment to him."

Lin Lezhi recalled what happened by the lake that day, and continued, "Not long after Guan Ziheng left, Qiao Ying appeared in front of everyone. Seeing a commoner in pain, he went forward to comfort him, but was punched and pinned to the ground and strangled."

Lin Lezhi looked at everyone and asked, "Do you remember how Qiao Ying did it?"

As Lin Lezhi raised this question, everyone present that day looked thoughtful. After Lin Lezhi's reminder, many people obviously recalled it.

The moment he remembered, his pupils suddenly tightened and he looked in the direction of Qiao Ying.

Cheng Su is no exception.

Although those who were not present that day did not know what happened, no matter how confused they were, they could understand a little bit just by looking at the looks people gave Qiao Ying.

While everyone was lost in their recollections, Lin Lezhi had already walked to Qiao Ying's side.

He paused and said slowly, "It seems that everyone has remembered that when Qiao Ying was being strangled that day, he did not pull the man's hand, but instead held the ground tightly with both hands."

"Faced with a life-or-death situation, it is difficult for a healthy person to do this. Just ask, how can a person who does not have the five senses and lives only by nature and instinct, not struggle to save himself when in a desperate situation, but instead grab the hard ground."

The words fell.

Everyone looked at Qiao Ying with shock, especially the people in Pinghai Town, whose eyes were filled with disbelief.

Lin Lezhi continued, "He did this not because he could resist his instinct to survive, but because he had to cover up the scratches on Guan Ziheng's palm. He was afraid that if he didn't add a few more scratches, people would wonder where the scratches on his palm came from and why they were in the same place as Guan Ziheng's injuries."

Everyone heard Lin Lezhi's explanation and inference clearly.

Every word is pleasing to the ear.

Just now when Lin Lezhi said that Qiao Ying was the one who planned it, they didn't believe it.

feel……

How can it be?

But after listening to Lin Lezhi's explanation, they suddenly realized that they had never seen Qiao Ying clearly, and their suspicion of Qiao Ying gradually grew.

Looking at Qiao Ying who was still immersed in her own world and unmoved, he also felt fear.

Lin Lezhi stood sideways beside Qiao Ying, walked in front of Qiao Ying, and then squatted down facing Qiao Ying.

Qiao Ying, who was fiddling with a lantern, felt someone was looking at him. He looked up at Lin Lezhi and smiled.

Smiling innocently.

Lin Lezhi smiled back, met Qiao Ying's innocent eyes, and said with a gentle smile, "The waiter at Jianghe Inn said that whenever someone calls Qiao Ying, you will run over with a smile on your face."

Lin Lezhi had a faint smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. His eyes darkened as he said, "I called Qiao Ying so many times just now, why didn't you go over?"

After Lin Lezhi asked this question, everyone present felt their hearts skip a beat.

It sounds like just an ordinary conversation, but it is full of weirdness.

It's not cold, but it makes one's back chilled and the hair stand on end.

Just now.

What Lin Lezhi wanted was for Qiao Ying to have no reaction, because no reaction meant that there was a problem.

But now Lin Lezhi stared at Qiao Ying's eyes, trying to see the slightest ripple in Qiao Ying's innocent eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because of playing dumb every day for eleven years that Qiao Ying’s acting skills have been improved to perfection, and she can’t even detect a trace of strange emotions.

Qiao Ying turned her head slightly, as if she didn't understand what he meant. She showed a puzzled expression, then raised the lantern and smiled at Lin Lezhi, saying innocently, "For Grandpa."

Lin Lezhi glanced at the lantern in Qiao Ying's hand, then raised his eyes, looked at Qiao Ying with a scrutinizing gaze, and said in a deep voice: "On the day of the Lantern Festival, the person pretending to be Guan Ziheng didn't understand Ziheng's character and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but I pulled him and he had to go to save the boat. The fake leather he was wearing melted easily when exposed to heat, and adhesives are very sticky and easily stained with soot. So the soot in the fire turned that person's face into a clown's."

"I couldn't bear to see it, so I lent him my handkerchief to wipe his face." Facing Qiao Ying's serious and curious eyes, Lin Lezhi continued, "The handkerchief must have been stained with something sticky, and it is now wrapped around Wu Sanshan's hand."

What Lin Lezhi said before was actually all nonsense, and the last sentence is what Lin Lezhi really wanted to say.

The above were just attempts to relax Qiao Ying's vigilance.

He knew that Qiao Ying had been patient for many years and his willpower must be far beyond that of ordinary people, so it would not be so easy for him to reveal his flaws. Therefore, he used Wu Sanshan to provoke him to test his reaction.

When she heard Wu Sanshan's name, Qiao Ying's face was filled with a smile.

Lin Lezhi looked at the expression on Qiao Ying's face and continued, "I guess that man didn't want to hurt his hand. After all, it would be too much trouble. He would have to find a way to cover it up. So I think he didn't expect that he would fail. The moment he saw Wu Sanshan's miserable condition, he thought that his grandfather would never come back."

He wanted to see more reactions from Qiao Ying's face, but Luo Zhifeng couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he stepped forward and spoke for Qiao Ying, "Brother Jiang, although he is unreasonable and doesn't understand death, in his heart, Wu Sanshan also has an extraordinary significance to him. Why are you making things difficult for him?"

See this.

Lin Lezhi tightened his hands slightly, then stood up, his eyes revealing a hint of sharpness, and he said slowly: "I just said a few words casually. If he really didn't understand anything, and didn't understand death, he wouldn't be hurt by what I said. Why is Brother Luo so anxious to protect him?"

"..."

Lin Lezhi's words left Luo Zhifeng speechless for a moment.

After a moment of silence, Luo Zhifeng said, "I have listened to Brother Jiang's inference. It does sound reasonable, but it is not without loopholes. It is just Brother Jiang's speculation on the case. Although Qiao Ying and Brother Guan are similar in stature, their voices are different. It is easy to disguise the face, but how can the voice be disguised?"

"Qiao Ying is different from ordinary people and cannot testify for herself. You can't say that Guan Ziheng is Qiao Ying just based on the wound on his hand and his refusal to respond to your answer." Luo Zhifeng insisted on his own inference and said, "I admire Brother Jiang's ability to solve cases, but when we go out to investigate cases in Tiandi Pavilion, we will never arrest people based on unsubstantiated speculation."

Luo Zhifeng still had doubts about the case and argued with reason, unwilling to say that Qiao Ying was the real murderer based on speculation alone.

Upon hearing the word Tiandi Pavilion, everyone present, except Lin Lezhi, was shocked and their resolute hearts wavered.

Everyone in the martial arts world knows the value of the three words "Tian Di Ge".

In terms of authority, he is countless times more authoritative than Jiang Lian'an, a fledgling lone detective.

Luo Zhifeng moved out of Tiandi Pavilion and said that what he said was just an inference, which made him seem aggressive and insistent on saying that Qiao Ying was the murderer. He did not seek facts but just wanted to close the case quickly.

If the case were to be closed in this way, Jiang Lian'an's reputation would be ruined here, in his hands.

Even so, there was no panic on Lin Lezhi's face. Instead, his expression became calmer, as if he was waiting for Luo Zhifeng's words.

He smiled slowly, his expression was not panicked at all, his eyes were firm, and he said calmly and easily: "Okay, then I will show you the evidence."