Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

Feng Jia closed the file and suppressed the surprise in his heart.

The cage trial mentioned in the file was almost identical to the nunnery ceremony she had witnessed in Cheng'en Temple, which meant that her direction was correct and the abbot was indeed related to the Taiping Sect that should have been wiped out ten years ago.

Could it be that a cult has revived?

But if the abbot was responsible for all those crimes, what was his purpose? Why did he kill his own disciples? And why did he disguise them as the Buddha's punishment?

Still unable to figure out what was going on, Feng Jia put the file back into the bookshelf, but her fingers accidentally dropped the scroll next to it. She bent down, and the cowhide bag of the scroll loosened, revealing a page.

Feng Jia took a subconscious glance and immediately realized something was wrong.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Yunyu asked, pointing to the name on the case file: "This is the case of Lord Liu's family in Wanping County. It's an old case from twelve years ago. The murderer is Jiang, the wife of Yuntai Si of Youzhou. She has been executed."

The wife of Youzhou Yuntaisi, Jiang Yuan?

Feng Jia's slender index finger gently stroked Jiang Yuan's name. He had heard his father mention Jiang Yuan. She was a talented girl from Youzhou. She could compose a poem in five steps at the age of eight. She could have become a great writer like his grandfather Jiang Zhouyuan, but she gave up literature and turned to medicine at the age of ten. Since then, the eighteen counties of Youzhou lost a female poet, but Tan Lu Medical Clinic gained a female doctor.

Such a legendary figure was cursed for all eternity and beheaded in public because of the "Millennium Burnet" case fourteen years ago.

"What did you find?"

Feng Jia's eyes fell on the footer of that page: "The official seal is missing here, the official seal of the Dali Temple."

Li Yunyu frowned, "What do you mean?"

Feng Jia said, "Since the reign of Taizu, all murder cases involving officials above the third rank have been tried jointly by the three courts. But you see here, there is the official seal of the Xingtai government office, and the handprint of Lord Zhou of Jingzhao Prefecture, but the official seal of the Dali Temple is missing. Instead, it is stamped with the private seal of Lord Xu. This means that this case did not pass through the hands of my father... ahem, the former Dali Temple Minister Feng, but was directly handed over to Lord Xu after being interrogated by the Xingtai and Jingzhao Prefecture courts."

"Lord Xu is a founding hero. He usually never asks about such things, but he favors this case. Why? Moreover, the doctor Jiang Yuan was even beheaded in advance. Is he afraid that someone will overturn the verdict? This makes people suspicious."

Li Yunyu nodded: "It is indeed suspicious."

"Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this," Feng Jia stood up, re-tied the cowhide file and placed it on the filing rack.

"Let's go, it's getting late." Li Yunyu glanced outside and saw that it was almost dawn.

"No, I still have to look at a case," Feng Jia said, his eyes scanning the rows of files on the storage shelves.

Li Yunyu was puzzled: "What case?"

Feng Jia's gaze finally stopped on the top scroll in the third row, and the frown on his face finally relaxed a little.

"Ten years ago, that case caused a bloody storm in the underworld, and it is still horrifying to discuss today."

"The tragic case of annihilation of a whole family in Lulin County, Jiaoyuan!"

……

When Feng Jia and Li Yunyu arrived at Cheng'en Temple again, it was almost noon of the next day.

They entered the meditation room directly from a small path in the back mountain, but the door was wide open, there was no one inside, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

"Brother Yunyu, something is wrong." Feng Jia looked around vigilantly.

Li Yunyu was about to speak when he suddenly heard a shrill scream coming from the back mountain!

The two looked at each other and immediately chased in the direction of the sound, but they ran into Shi Changshi's eldest daughter and her maid on the road.

"What happened ahead?" Feng Jia asked immediately.

Shi Changshi's daughter glanced at Feng Jia, then set her eyes on the aged "Xu the Coroner", and shouted in fear, "Another death!"

Another death?

Feng Jia frowned: "Who is it? Who is dead?"

Shi Changshi's daughter seemed to have heard nothing. Her eyes were empty and lifeless as she murmured, "Two! Two this time! I don't want to stay here anymore! I want to go home! I want to go home!"

After saying that, she pushed Feng Jia away and stumbled away with her maids.

Feng Jia did not dare to stay and immediately went forward, only to see that everyone had formed a circle. Standing at the front were Princess Nancheng, Xie Haoxuan, and Dali Temple Shaoqing Shi Xun, all of whom had sad faces.

Standing slightly behind them were the old lady She, the first lady Meng, and the fourth daughter Xie Shubai of the Xie family. The expressions on their faces were a mixture of astonishment and fear.

The other ladies stood far away, trembling all over, as if they didn't dare to take a second look.

Abbot Jingwu stood at one side, wearing an eight-treasure Zen robe, with that compassionate smile on his face. Behind him stood a group of dull monks. However, compared to last night, these monks not only had faces like sculptures, but also had red eyes, and looked a little crazy.

"Where have you been? I can't find you anywhere!" The first feeling Xie Haoxuan had when he saw Feng Jia was relief, followed by blame.

Last night, he found that the followers he sent were knocked unconscious with bricks, and he knew it was Feng Jia who did it. He was anxious, but dared not speak out. He searched the temple all night but did not find Feng Jia. He thought that Jiu Mei had followed Shi Xun's carriage. But when he saw Shi Xun just now, he asked indirectly and realized that Feng Jia was not going the same way as him. It happened that a murder case happened again, and he was as anxious as a grasshopper on fire.

Fortunately, she returned safely.

"Miss!" The maid Song Huai came up to her immediately when she saw her come back.

There was a hint of disappointment in the eyes of the first wife, Mrs. Meng, and she looked at Feng Jia viciously, wishing that she would also be killed by the murderer.

Feng Jia ignored everyone's attitude and just took a step forward.

There was a small boat parked in the creek in the backyard, with two monks in white robes, one standing and one sitting. The standing monk was rowing the boat with a bamboo pole in his hand, while the other monk was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, meditating.

If it weren't for the fact that the two men's faces were pale and dense corpse spots had formed on their exposed skin, from a distance one would have thought that they were just having fun on the lake.

Once again, the murderer had done it on purpose, this time imitating the third of the four pictures of the Buddha.

Crossing the River with a Reed.

Moreover, the deceased was wearing a white robe, just like Kufan ​​last night.

Feng Jia recalled what the young monk said to her when she first entered the temple. There were only three masters in Cheng'en Temple who were qualified to wear white robes, and they had all followed the abbot since they entered the temple.

【Ding】

[The case is triggered again, the name of the case is: Buddha’s punishment]

[Related cases have been unlocked]

[After Zhao Qing and Ku Fan, two more people were killed. Their death postures were strange. Was it intentional by the murderer? Or was it a punishment from the Buddha? What is the connection with the previous two cases? ]

[Main line: Solved the case, current progress 0%]

[Survival time: two days]

[The countdown begins... Please solve the case as soon as possible! ]

The time has been advanced again.

……

"Ninth sister, I couldn't find you just now. Where did you go?" Xie Shubai asked with a frown.

Everyone's focus was suddenly on Feng Jia.

Shi Xun still looked at her with a warm gaze. The Princess of Nancheng naturally knew that it was impossible for a weak woman like Xie Lanzhao to be unable to kill both of them at the same time, but she still asked as usual: "Ninth Miss, I also want to know, where did you go?"

"I found some clues on the body of the deceased monk Kufan, so I went to visit Coroner Xu early in the morning."

Xie Haoxuan naturally knew that she was lying, but he chose to remain silent at this time.

Xie Shubai snorted coldly: "Sister, are you saying that you were with Coroner Xu just now?"

"Mr. Xu, is that right?" asked Princess Nancheng.

The old voice of the coroner Xu came out through the white towel on his face: "It is indeed as Miss Xie Jiu said."

Coroner Xu was a coroner from the Dali Temple, and Xie Lanzhao was the ninth lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The two should have no connection with each other and it was impossible for them to perjure each other, so Princess Nancheng did not ask any further questions.

"If you have any clues, please report back later. Right now, the most important thing is to solve the case at hand," said Princess Nancheng. "Coroner Xu, please examine the two bodies for me!"

With so many murders happening in succession, the pregnant Princess Nancheng had a rare look of fatigue in her eyes.

Li Yunyu immediately agreed. Several minor officials from the Dali Temple worked together to bring the boat to the shore and carried the two bodies ashore. He opened the wooden box again, took out a narrow knife, and was about to perform an autopsy when he heard someone next to him suddenly speak.

"Wait a minute!"