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Jiang Zhige tied the package on his shoulders, and said coldly, "Since he was young, his mind is a bit abnormal..."

"At that time, the mistress of the Jiang family gave birth to a pair of twins, and one of them was stillborn. The mistress couldn't accept the result. She was crazy all day long, thinking that the child she died was still alive, whether it was clothes or food. , have prepared double copies."

"The head of the Jiang family felt that it was not a problem to let his wife go on like this, so when Jiang Zhige was three years old, he brought a child back from outside. This child looked exactly the same as Jiang Zhige, and everyone thought it was just It was Mrs. Jiang's dead child, and everyone raised him as the dead Jiang Jiuqu, put on the clothes prepared for Jiang Jiuqu, treated him as Jiang Jiuqu..."

When Jiang Zhige said this, his eyes were a little empty, and his thoughts seemed to have gone back to the past, "Even Jiang Jiuqu, he thought he was the real Jiang Jiuqu. He admired Jiang Zhige very much, because Jiang Zhige knew everything. Good, good at study, good at kung fu, good temper, everyone loves him more, Jiang Jiuqu is proud to have such an elder brother... until one day, Jiang Jiuqu accidentally heard the conversation between Mrs. Jiang and the Patriarch. Talking, knowing that I am the redundant one..."

"He killed the killer...Leaving the Jiang family from then on..."

Yi Qingchen listened to Jiang Zhige's explanation in astonishment, and didn't want to interrupt, until Jiang Zhige stopped talking, Yi Qingchen asked cautiously, "So Jiang Jiuqu is actually not your real brother at all?"

Jiang Zhige nodded, "There is no blood relationship, but his father and mother have raised him for so many years, but he avenged him..." Yi Qingchen tilted his head, a little confused, "I listen to you According to the narration, except that Jiang Jiuqu was not your own and was brought up as a dead Jiang Jiuqu, your parents did not seem to have done anything too much, and they would not provoke Jiang Jiuqu to slaughter the whole family anyway... Why did he Want to kill your parents?"

"He's a lunatic." Jiang Zhige looked at Yi Qingchen, and said firmly, "A wolf-hearted white-eyed wolf." After a moment of silence, he showed a very painful expression, "...Actually, the reason , I have known it for a long time...but..." Holding the red rope in his hand, he clenched it tightly, and after a long while, he calmed down and went out with the package.

Yi Qingchen watched Jiang Zhige leave, until the latter's footsteps disappeared on the stairs, Yi Qingchen thoughtfully said to Hua Shenchi, "I still don't understand why Jiang Jiuqu killed Brother Jiang parents."

Hua Shenchi said indifferently, "When I was young, I was too inferior and admired my elder brother who was superior in everything, but was suddenly told that I had no blood relationship with the elder brother I admired, so I couldn't accept it for a while..."

Yi Qingchen shook his head, "Even so, it's not so cruel..."

Hua Shenchi lowered his eyes and said, "He was brought up by Tiangui Laodao since he was a child. The growth environment and education methods are very important for a child. What he met was Tiangui Laodao, so he was educated to become a child." A lunatic, if he met you like Murong Qian, maybe everything would be very different."

Yi Qingchen was silent, and there was a tinge of pity in his heart for Mr. Ghost Face, but this man's crimes were too serious, and his tragic childhood was not enough to cover up his crimes. Yi Qingchen knew this and did not let this trace of sympathy come The heart spreads indiscriminately.

Zhao Yu has been sitting quietly by the side, until then, he held his head and said, "Don't you think it's strange?" Yi Qingchen was puzzled, "What's strange?" Zhao Yu couldn't say, "No I know, anyway, I think it's weird, I hope it's my illusion."

Since Jiang Zhige had been tricked by Chao Yu to go to Dongting, Yi Qingchen led the two of them to the village outside the city without delay.

When the three of them arrived at the woodcutter's house, it was nearly dusk, and a wisp of cooking smoke curled up from the chimney. On the table, several bowls of hot food and soup were served on the table. The little girl was sitting with her back to the courtyard gate, as if she was waiting for the woodcutter to bring the meal out from the house.

Yi Qingchen found that the timing of his visit was not right, he hesitated whether to wait for them to finish their meal before disturbing him, after all, he would be a little embarrassed to disturb him twice in one day, no matter how thick-skinned he was .

The three of them waited for a while, but the woodcutter never came out of the house. The little girl also sat with her back to the three of them, and remained motionless the whole time. Closed the small door, the little girl still did not move.

Yi Qingchen's heart tightened, and he hurriedly chased after him, and turned into the courtyard almost at the same time as Zhao Yu, but when the two of them came to the dining table and saw the little girl's face, they realized that her eyes and lips were already purple, Qiqiao bleeds to death for a long time.The two rushed into the house, searched, and found the woodcutter lying beside the stove, his head separated from his body, bleeding all over the place.

The house where Mr. Ghost Face was placed is already empty.

Zhao Yu squatted down to examine the wound, and came to a conclusion, "The method is very simple, it was done by the killer..."

Hua Shenchi came later, saw the mess in the house, his eyes darkened, and went to the room where the ghost-faced gentleman was resting to check, Yi Qingchen was afraid that Hua Shenchi would blame everything on his own judgment of the ghost-faced gentleman's condition He made a mistake, and hurriedly comforted him, "It's not necessarily that the ghost-faced gentleman did this, after all, the girl died of poisoning, and the ghost-faced gentleman never uses poison..."

"......What are you looking at?"

Hua Shenchi looked at Yi Qingchen meaningfully, and said lightly, "I just found something..." Then, he bent down and picked up a piece of paper from the couch where the ghost-faced gentleman was lying. Put a handful of dark golden powder in front of your nose and sniff it, and said in a deep voice, "This is a special poison drug made by Lingshan..."

The medicine is the medicine of Lingshan, but the poison is not necessarily given by the people in Lingshan.

Yi Qingchen knew in his heart that the relationship between Lingshan and the royal family these years is inextricably linked. It is said in the Jianghu that Lingshan is actually just an imperial hospital kept by the royal family outside the palace. Although the words are not very pleasant, the truth is true. reason.

Lingshan will provide the royal family with various medicines, some for healing and some for murder. Because of the high cost and remote usage, they generally do not flow into the common people. Right now, this poison and medicine mixed with gold leaf is a medicine that is explicitly prohibited from sale. .

Hua Shenchi put the gold powder into a porcelain vase and kept it close to him. Zhao Yu inspected the scene of the murder and roughly deduced that the murderer should have come in through the main entrance. The sharp weapon killed the woodcutter.

Hua Shenchi tried the food in front of the little girl one by one with the silver needle, but the silver needle didn't respond, so Zhao Yu said, "Since the food was not poisoned, how did the little girl get poisoned?"

Hua Shenchi didn't come to a conclusion immediately, but took out a bottle of potion from his sleeve, and dropped two drops into the vegetable soup. After a while, the vegetable soup in the bowl in front of him began to burst into white foam, and Yi Qingchen Seeing it strangely, Hua Shenchi said, "It's Shen Shu's poison..."

"Shen Shu?" Yi Qingchen felt a little dazed when he heard the name at first. He thought he might have made a mistake in the meaning of the word, but he didn't want to spend Shenchi but stared at Yi Qingchen, nodded and said, "That's the one you thought of." Shen Shu, because she has been taking medicine for many years, her body has become resistant to ordinary medicines, so that she went to the wrong side and had to use the method of fighting poison with poison to deal with the diseases in her body. She didn't want to but gradually figured out the way to make poison, and finally was arranged by the elders Responsible for the poison in the sect."

Yi Qingchen recalled that when he was in Zhao's old house, Shen Shu not only did not follow Duanyue Yeluo's order to assassinate Shen Yi and Murong Qian, but instead protected them under Yeluo's hands, thus disrupting Yeluo's original plan. He himself was terminally ill and died.

Yi Qingchen was grateful to this girl from the bottom of his heart, so when he heard this name that was more than ten years old, he felt mixed emotions in his heart, "The poison she made will be used to harm people... .”

Hua Shenchi didn't make such a big fuss, but continued to check whether there were other poisons in the house, and said to Yi Qingchen, "If I remember correctly, this poison should be directly supplied to Da Nei." After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Yu, who was busy investigating the scene, was stunned when he heard the words, "Are you doubting me?"

Hua Shenchi stopped talking, and Yi Qingchen hurriedly explained to Zhaoyu, "Wu Mu should mean that since the poison is directly supplied to the palace, and you are the chief guard of the palace, you should know who in the palace is qualified to directly contact these poisons. The poison may provide some clues."

Just then Zhao Yu snorted coldly, lowered his head and thought about the situation in Ouchi, "It's hard to say, as long as you have His Majesty's secret order, anyone can take these medicines directly, but I can guarantee that only those who have His Majesty's order access to these drugs."

In this way, the answer becomes clear.

Zhao Yu suddenly remembered that before leaving the capital, the figure of the national teacher often appeared in the palace. Every time he bumped into him, he always had a smile with a special meaning on his face. "Test" can't take off the dry cleaning, but implicating innocent people is a bit too much.

After listening to Zhao Yu's words, Yi Qingchen remained silent for a long time, always feeling that this test was indescribably weird, "Where are we going to track down the ghost-faced gentleman now?" The easy-to-find shark bead clues are basically broken.

Zhao Yu pondered for a long time, but couldn't come up with a good solution, "I'll go back to the city and report the murder here to the government, and then... think about it later." Zhao Yu stepped on the rising moonlight Then, Yi Qingchen and Hua Shenchi stood in the courtyard, facing the two corpses, Hua Shenchi could continue to investigate the cause of death of the corpses, but Yi Qingchen could only stand aside and watch silently.

Hua Shenchi checked the wound where the woodcutter's severed head was severed, and basically confirmed that it was impossible for the ghost-faced gentleman to write it. That is to say, the ghost-faced gentleman should not be awake yet, and it is very likely that he was taken away by the killer. As for why the killer didn't attack the ghost-faced gentleman here, it is unknown.

After hearing this, Yi Qingchen showed the expected expression, but because Hua Shenchi was willing to take the initiative to talk so much to him, he reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled back, which was really a little tired.

Hua Shenchi saw it, just stood up, took out the previous sugar bag from his sleeve and handed it to Yi Qingchen, Yi Qingchen stared at the sugar bag for a long time, unconsciously flattened his mouth, He just took the sugar bag, turned his face away, he didn't want his embarrassment to be seen by Hua Shenchi, and coughed lightly, "I can't find any clues here, but I can always find them in other places. A living person cannot just disappear out of thin air.”

Zhao Yu quickly rushed back with the officials from the government, Hua Shenchi informed Wu Zuo of the results of his investigation, and then led Yi Qingchen back to the city.Zhao Yu wanted to leave Hua Shenchi to assist in the investigation, but Yi Qingchen blinked at her, as if he wanted to say something, but refused to say it directly.Zhao Yu understood, and really didn't ask any more questions, and let the two of them go back to the city.

The police quickly blocked the surroundings of the house, and Wu Zuo went into the house to investigate. Zhao Yu only stood in front of the courtyard door from the beginning to the end, because she knew that Wu Zuo couldn't be more detailed than Hua Shenchi's search, and entering the house was just a waste of time .

She has her own concerns.

The news of the investigation by a dozen police officers finally alarmed the nearby villagers. The villagers who lived at sunset stood up in their clothes and surrounded them with lanterns. Everyone exclaimed when they saw the corpse covered in white cloth on the ground. , Zhao Yu stood beside the corpse silently observing the expressions of everyone present, as long as there was something strange, she would be able to detect it.

There were more and more villagers watching the excitement, Zhao Yu waited for half an hour, and finally noticed a strange looking woman.She was standing at the outermost edge of the crowd, looking at the corpse of the woodcutter's daughter, her expression was not sympathy and horror, but indescribably complicated, as if she knew the woodcutter's daughter would end up today.

Since Zhao Yu sensed the strangeness, she immediately rushed out of the crowd and dragged the woman into the courtyard. No matter how much the woman struggled and cried out in pain, she refused to let go, and dragged her to the corpse before letting go and questioning, "What do you know, tell me."

"I don't know anything." The girl insisted, "I don't know, I don't know, you let me go back, bad luck!" Zhao Yu noticed that the girl's eyes were avoiding, obviously she knew something, but most likely she was afraid I would be implicated by this, so I kept silent.

Zhao Yu thought for a moment, neither could he use private torture in front of others, nor was it his own style to coax and seduce, so he bent down, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, he lifted the white cloth, held the woodcutter's head in his hand, and handed it to him. When he came to the girl, she screamed in fright and sat down on the ground.

However, Zhao Yu was relentless, squatting down, holding his head closer to the girl, "What did you see when they died? If you conceal the evidence, you are covering up the real culprit. Although you can hide it You have passed me, but you can’t hide it from these souls who died in vain. Every word you say now will be heard by the corpses. You claim your life."

The girl screamed in fright at what she said, and since most of the villagers were superstitious, they helped Zhao Yu persuade the girl, "Hey, come on, don't hide it, Laoqiao and his family's Honggu are not always with each other. Are you together? If you know something, you must tell the official!"

He Gu looked at the villagers in a panic, and looked at the head in Zhao Yu's hand in panic. Under the moonlight, the night wind blew by, blowing the head's loose hair into all directions, as if it could reach He Gu's face at any time. The strong smell of blood could not go away, He Gu looked at the woodcutter's head in great confusion, and remained silent, her heart was at war with heaven and man.

After a while, He Gu suddenly screamed, "Uncle Qiao, stop looking at me! Don't! Please close your eyes! Don't look at me, don't look at me, don't, don't, don't..."

The villagers, including Zhao Yu, didn't know why He Gu kowtowed so suddenly, Zhao Yu turned the face facing He Gu in doubt, and the eyes of the dead body were closed tightly, nothing changed, but He Gu was gone. She was so frightened that the pear blossoms were raining, and she kept crying, "I said, I said..." Just then he narrated everything he had witnessed.