The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

"What do you smell like?"

The woman bowed towards her, her voice a little hoarse and rough as she said softly, "It smells like cedar. I mixed it with sandalwood, citrus, ylang-ylang, and other ingredients."

Qin Miaoxi nodded and looked at the madam, "Is she also from your building?"

The madam nodded and said, "Her name is Zhu Cui. She is a talented woman here who sells her art but not her body. She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is very popular among the nobles."

Qin Miaoxi agreed with a smile: "She is a fresh and lovely person. Where is her room? I want to go and see it."

The madam looked at Lu Qingchen hesitantly. Is it really okay to let a girl like her enter the brothel girl's boudoir?

Zhu Cui immediately stopped her, saying, "My room is filthy, please don't pollute my eyes."

[What was she doing in the room? Did she discover something?]

Qin Miaoxi raised an eyebrow, walked up to her, and teased in her ear like a boss: "My sister's boudoir must smell like you, fresh and elegant, how could it be dirty?"

Her words seemed to have a hidden meaning, but also seemed to be just pure praise, which made people feel unreal.

Led by someone, she walked straight towards Zhucui's boudoir. Zhucui wanted to stop her, but was pulled back by the brothel owner, who glared at her and warned her not to disturb the government investigation.

Lu Qingchen's eyes rolled and he immediately followed.

You have to know that this woman never does anything in vain. Every action and every word she takes carries a deep meaning.

Zhu Cui's boudoir is tucked away in a corner on the first floor, behind the central stage, flanked by a row of verdant bamboo. Upon entering, the room is filled with her cedar scent, rich yet elegant, evoking a sense of comfort and relaxation.

Qin Miaoxi casually looked around the room. Inside, there was a guqin, an unfinished painting on a desk, and a row of shelves filled with books. It was clear the owner of this house was well-educated and accomplished. The inner room, separated by a pink gauze curtain, contained a bed, a table, and two wooden boxes containing daily necessities. The jewelry on the table was mostly elegant, none of it overly ornate, yet each piece was of considerable value.

But the strange thing is that there is charcoal in the corners of both the outer room and the inner room, which is out of tune with the decoration inside the house.

Lu Qingchen asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"

"just looking around."

Qin Miaoxi stopped at the table and picked up a set of jewelry at random to look at it.

Lu Qingchen quickly explained, "This is the new Cuisheng piece from Yunyin Pavilion this year. It's all made of jadeite, and when worn, it makes the sound of wind blowing through bamboo leaves. This set consists of five pieces, and they were bought by a wealthy businessman from Jiangnan. I didn't expect it to end up in the hands of this Zhu Cui."

Qin Miaoxi tilted her head to glance at him, then smiled nonchalantly, "Young Marquis, you know a lot."

Lu Qingchen showed his signature silly smile and said with a little pride: "Knowing everything about jewelry is a must-have for a dandy boy."

Qin Miaoxi nodded and said casually, "Very good."

Lu Qingchen smiled even more happily. Does this mean that she has changed her opinion of herself and thinks she is better?

He immediately made a major decision in his heart to carry forward this fine tradition.

Qin Miaoxi naturally had no idea of ​​the wild imagination in his mind. She opened the drawer and saw several silver ingots and a small box of silver bills, as well as three or four identical purses.

Qin Miaoxi picked up one of them and examined it. Lu Qingchen was about to step forward to explain, but he froze in his tracks and asked suspiciously, "Isn't this Tian Guangyuan's purse?"

"Yes, the same purse."

It turned out that everything had been hinted at. When they found the purse on Tian Guangyuan, they didn't think much about it because it was a style used by men. It turned out to be a gift from someone else.

Lu Qingchen came to Zhu Cui with the purse in hand and demanded, "Is this the purse you made?"

Zhu Cui nodded and said, "Guests often give me valuable gifts. Since I don't have anything to give, I will make a money bag myself as a return gift."

"Is Tian Guangyuan your guest?"

Zhu Cui shook her head, "I don't know Master Tian."

Lu Qingchen sneered, "When did I ever say Tian Guangyuan was an adult?"

Zhu Cui's face turned pale in an instant, and she turned her head to look at the madam for help.

The madam tightened her grip and said, "Young Marquis, we keep a record of every visitor to our Zuihualou every day. You can look in our notebook; there's no record of this person at all."

"Then why was there the money bag you gave him and the bamboo leaves outside your house on Tian Guangyuan's body when he died?"

Zhu Cui knelt on the ground, wiping her tears. "Young Marquis, you are very perceptive. I really don't know?"

Qin Miaoxi stared at her thoughtfully. "What were you doing on the night of the third day of this month? Who did you meet?"

Zhu Cui quickly replied, "I was resting in my room and didn't see anyone."

Lu Qingchen seemed to have caught her handle and asked aggressively: "You answered so quickly, did you already think of the excuse?"

The madam said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Young Marquis, it's like this. Zhu Cui has been feeling unwell since last month, so she has been recuperating and hasn't seen any guests."

"Why do you keep so much charcoal in your house?"

"My room is damp and prone to insects and ants, so I put some charcoal in to dilute it and make it feel a little cooler."

Qin Miaoxi gave her a deep look and said, "Who did you give the money bag to? Write down the name."

"Yes."

Zhu Cui wrote down everything on the paper. Qin Miaoxi stared at her hands intently, which made Lu Qingchen feel jealous.

He quickly stood in front of her, raised his hand and said, "Why are you looking at her? My hands are much more beautiful than hers."

Qin Miaoxi's eyes lit up, and she smiled and grabbed his hand and said, "You reminded me."

The warmth on his hand flashed by, and it was over before Lu Qingchen could even begin to savor it.

He called out with lingering emotion, but saw the woman who had just smiled at him throw herself directly at Zhu Cui, touching the "weapon" with both hands.

?

What is she doing, being frivolous, teasing, flirting, or being a hooligan?

Very good, she actually touched a woman in public. Lu Qingchen's eyes instantly became angry when he saw it.

Just as she took a step, she heard a "swish" sound and Qin Miaoxi tore off a piece of skin from Zhu Cui's neck.

Lu Qingchen shuddered subconsciously. Is it necessary to be so cruel?

and many more!

What did he see? Zhu Cui actually had an Adam's apple!

"You're a man."

Lu Qingchen stepped forward and looked closely at his neck. "He has an Adam's apple, thick fingers, a big frame, and no chest..."

Immediately, a monkey stole a peach, and his pupils shrank sharply. He said in shock: "You are really a man."

A fierce light flashed in Zhu Cui's eyes, and her hand formed a claw and grabbed Lu Qingchen's neck.

"careful!"

Qin Miaoxi rushed to Lu Qingchen like an arrow, pushed him away, and then faced Zhu Cui's sharp claws that were flashing with cold light without hesitation.

For a moment, figures intertwined, fists and claws flew, and the two men started fighting fiercely in an instant. Every move and every style was wrapped in endless power, as if to tear the air around them apart, and no one could get close.

"Bah! How dare you attack me! Come, capture him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the yamen runners present surrounded the two men, ready to rush over and arrest them at any time.

In mid-air, Qin Miaoxi swung her tail like a dragon, split the air with her legs, and smashed towards Zhu Cui with unstoppable force.

There was a loud "bang", like thunder coming out of the blue, which hurt the eardrums of people around. When they looked again, they saw that the pearls and jade were deeply embedded in the floor, splashing up clouds of dust.

But just as the smoke and dust filled the air, seven or eight yamen runners suddenly rushed up like ghosts. They were agile and captured Zhu Cui in one go.

Before he could resist, he was quickly tied up with ropes.