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Chapter 153: Can flies solve the case?

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    "Did your left arm get scratched? What happened?" Murong Ci asked coldly.

    "This" Feng Ying hesitated, a little embarrassed.

    "Say!" Shen Zhiyan shouted sharply.

    "Caomin rested at home for a day, and Xiaohong from next door brought some steamed buns. It happened that the old mother was sleeping, so Caomin forced himself to go out and say a few words to her." Feng Ying rolled up the sleeve of his left arm and gave it to everyone.  Look, "Cao Min saw Xiao Hong dressed up that day, with red lips and white teeth. He couldn't control it for a moment, so he touched her twice. She got angry and grabbed Cao Min's arm, and it was Xiao Hong who grabbed her."

    "Is it really such a coincidence?" she asked suspiciously.

    "There is no falsehood in what the common people said. If you don't believe it, you can ask Xiaohong." Feng Ying stretched out his finger and swore.

    "I will send someone to check." Shen Zhiyan said solemnly.

    "You've had diarrhea for two days and haven't been out yet?" Murong Ci asked again, thoughtfully.

    "I haven't been out in those two days. I ran to the hut several times a day. I was so weak that I could hardly walk." Feng Ying replied, "Later, there was nothing I could do, so my old mother gave the peasant some medicine.  Get better."

    "You are such a weak girl who can't walk but still has the strength." Shen Zhiyan said sarcastically.

    Feng Ying touched her nose awkwardly.

    Murong Ci frowned slightly, "Take him down."

    Shen Zhiyan frowned and thought, "Is what he said credible?"

    Gu Huai had been listening outside and sent someone to check with Xiaohong. Then he walked in and said, "With the following officer's many years of experience in handling cases, he shouldn't be lying."

    She stared and said: "Feng Ying is indeed not a good person, he is cunning and cunning, but he did not lie."

    So, can Feng Ying be ruled out of suspicion?

    Shen Zhiyan suddenly remembered something important and said, "By the way, we found the murder weapon."

    When he put a pack of "murder weapons" on the case, Gu Huai was shocked, "There are so many murder weapons?"

    "These are the knives used in the kitchen. I think one of them should be the murder weapon." Murong Ci smiled lightly.

    "This knife is most consistent with the wounds of the deceased." Shen Zhiyan picked up a knife and waved it seriously.

    "There is no blood on this knife. Perhaps the murderer has cleaned the murder weapon. Even if it matches the wound, it is difficult to prove that this knife is the murder weapon." Gu Huai said.

    "I have my own way." Murong Ci curled his lips and gave a mysterious smile.

    After a while, in the front yard of Dali Temple, there was a long, low table with six extremely sharp knives placed on it.

    The sky is bright, the autumn light is bright, the bright sunlight shines down, the cold light and sunlight complement each other, making it dazzling.

    Gu Huai was very puzzled and asked: "What is this?"

    This question raised the question in the minds of all the petty officials and government servants in Dali Temple. What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd by His Highness the Prince?

    Shen Zhiyan crossed his arms across his chest and waited for the result with great interest, as if he had guessed the mystery.

    Murong Ci stood aside and waited quietly.

    Seeing that she had no intention of answering, Gu Huai had no choice but to ask Shen Zhiyan quietly: "What are you going to do, Your Highness? Can you tell which one is the real murder weapon by putting these six knives in the sun?"

    Shen Zhiyan smiled mysteriously, "The mystery will be revealed later."

    Not getting an answer, Gu Huai shut up.

    Those officials and government servants were whispering, is His Highness the Crown Prince just making a fool of himself, or does he have real talent and learning?

    The waiting process was really boring, so Shen Zhiyan ordered someone to serve a few cups of tea.

    Murong Ci picked up the tea and drank it leisurely, watching the clouds roll and relax.

    After finally waiting for nearly a cup of tea, Gu Huai suddenly found a few flies flying from nowhere, flying around above the knives, and two or three flies landed on one of the knives.  What he hated most in his life was flies, and he personally stepped forward to drive them away.

    "Master Gu, don't move." She quickly stopped him.

    "What's wrong?" His outstretched hand froze in mid-air, "These flies are so annoying. There have never been flies in Dali Temple. These flies must have flown from somewhere else."

    "Master Gu, don't underestimate these flies. Maybe these flies can help us solve the case." She raised her eyebrows and smiled, her clear eyes bright.

    "How many flies can help us solve the case? Is what Your Highness said true or false?" He was surprised and confused, and kept muttering in his heart, how many flies did the Crown Prince need to solve the case when he came to Dali Temple to create such a big battle?

    &nSaid.  " Chen said proudly.

    "So, the Zhou family has no enemies in recent years?" Murong Ci asked solemnly and repeatedly.

    "No." Chen answered affirmatively.

    "What about the earlier years? Think about it carefully."

    "Let me think about it." Mrs. Chen thought seriously, "Yeah, by the way, there is one thing But it's been so many years, so it's unlikely"

    "What is it?"

    "Before my sister-in-law married, Chief Zhou had a maid who was a singer."

    "Oh? Let me tell you in detail." Shen Zhiyan was very interested. The legends of this talented man and beautiful woman were all somewhat glamorous, which could arouse the curiosity of the general public.

    Mrs. Chen talked about it with gusto: "Before my sister-in-law got married, the old lady ordered people to inquire, because the old lady only had such a daughter, so she cared so much that she would not let her only daughter suffer any injustice. The ancestor who was in charge of that week was an official.  , It¡¯s just that the family is in decline, and has not been as good as our Liu family in the past few decades. Master Zhou was tall, handsome and suave when he was young. He often traveled around with a group of classmates and friends, singing poems. Once, he met those young people who were also fond of poetry.  I met several singers during a night outing, and one of them, named Bingyu, fell in love with Master Zhou, and they fell in love with each other, and they became close." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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