Queen's Detective

Uncle Zhong is actually an old man of the Guihe Sect. He has been with the old head He Qingsong since he was a child, and he has a very close relationship with him, like brothers and sisters.However, more than ten years ago, everything changed. He Qingsong was killed, and his most proud disciple Lu Shuangxing disappeared without a trace. Uncle Zhong tried his best to persevere, and finally helped Wang Jingchuan stabilize the entire Guihe Sect.

However, after that great change, Wang Jingchuan had no intention of staying in the Guihe Sect for a long time, and within a few years passed the headship to his junior brother Lu Lingge.But Uncle Zhong couldn't bear to touch the scene any more, so he followed Wang Jingchuan to live in Chang'an.

For the tragedy of that year, both Zhongbo and Wang Jingchuan are actually deeply concerned about it.It's just that the matter has passed for so many years, and the truth could not be found out at the beginning, and it will be even more difficult in the future.

But half a month ago, on his way to the market, Uncle Zhong met a man who claimed to know the truth of the year.Uncle Zhong didn't believe it at first, but some of the old things that man said were exactly the same as in his memory. He even restored the scene of the tragedy one by one, and even knew the details of how the old head was killed.

The blood-stained image couldn't help reappearing in Uncle Zhong's mind, and the hatred was aroused again.

Uncle Zhong met with that person three times, and every time, Uncle Zhong believed that he really knew the truth.It wasn't until he really said the murderer's name that Uncle Zhong knew how much it would cost to track down the truth.

He told Bo Zhong that it was Wang Jingchuan who killed his master himself.

The man said that he wanted to avenge the old head, and the reason why he came to Uncle Zhong was to ask Uncle Zhong for a favor.It's just a small favor, and there is no need for Uncle Zhong to do it himself.

Hearing this, Wang Min was completely shocked. The fact that his father was the murderer of He Qingsong was more difficult for him to accept than the fact that Uncle Zhong was an accomplice.

"How is it possible? How could my father kill Grand Master?! That man said it so clearly, what if he himself is the murderer?!"

Wang Min was emotional, Yan Sanbai gently pressed his shoulder to show comfort.The speculation that he didn't allow Guan Qingci to speak out was finally known by Wang Min.

"Because the person who came to see you, Uncle Zhong, claimed to be Lu Shuangxing, right?" Yan Sanbai said.

"Yes, among all the disciples of the old master, he has the best relationship with Shuangxing. It can be said that he has taught him everything, and Shuangxing has lived up to his expectations. He has learned the last eight postures of the thirteen postures of returning to the crane. Unexpectedly, the next head of the Guihe Sect is Shuangxing, so he is the least likely to kill the old head. And... when the tragedy happened, the master happened to have a disagreement with the head.

At that time, it was the chaos of war, and the head of the sect had to be loyal to the royal family and orthodoxy, but the master said that he was stupid and had no way, and wanted to support the current uprising of His Majesty. The two had a big fight in the Library Pavilion, and I still remember it to this day. "

"You... are actually supporting Master Wang, aren't you?" Yan Sanbai asked presumably after hearing his tone.

Uncle Zhong nodded, "That's right, the head of the sect is Yu Zhong. Although I can't persuade him, I support the master in my heart. So I didn't doubt him afterwards. I thought it was impossible for a righteous person who cared about the common people to be so kind." He did such unreasonable things as murdering a teacher. Moreover, after he regrouped and returned to the Crane Sect, he retired to the market, and he was not greedy for power at all, so I didn't doubt him even more, but who would have thought..."

"No, no! My father cannot be the murderer!" Wang Min couldn't help looking at Lu Lingge, hoping to get affirmation from him, but Lu Lingge remained silent.

It was Yan Sanbai who spoke, "I also think that Master Wang is not the murderer. Uncle Zhong, you said that person is Lu Shuangxing, can you see clearly?"

Uncle Zhong was very sure, "Before the quiet hall that night, I actually saw that person's face clearly. Although many years have passed, I will not admit my mistake."

"How many times before? Didn't you see his face?"

"He was very careful in the past few times. When he met me, he always wore a bamboo hat, but I can still feel his voice and some habits. It should be a double line."

Seeing that Uncle Zhong was so sure, Yan Sanbai didn't ask any more questions, and said, "Then what exactly does he want from you?"

"Some time ago, there was a rain leak in the Jingtang, and the master told me to find someone to repair it. The craftsmen who came here were arranged by both parties. I have served the master for many years, and now I feel really uncomfortable doing this, so..." Uncle Zhong said, feeling a little painful He closed his eyes, "I never went to see it myself."

Papa, Wang Min's tears splashed on Uncle Zhong's hands, and the stubborn boy finally couldn't help crying, "Then why do you still want to do it? If you have anything to say, you can ask my father face to face, why... "

"Master, you don't understand." Uncle Zhong shook his head slowly, his tone was vicissitudes, "It has been more than ten years, and I have been thinking about avenging the head of the sect day and night, but I can't even see the shadow of my enemy. , Powerless, hateful. But suddenly one day, someone told me that the real murderer turned out to be the person I have been serving wholeheartedly, and I have been doing things for the enemy. I am sorry for the head, and I am sorry for you..."

How tangled and sad Uncle Zhong is in his heart, outsiders can't taste one of them.Perhaps it was the huge emotional shock that made him believe that person's words, thus tacitly acquiescing to the behavior that might lead to Wang Jingchuan's death.

But Yan Sanbai could tell that even though Uncle Zhong did this, he still had deep affection for Wang Jingchuan's family, and it was because of his affection that he could not bear it enough to commit suicide in the end.Because for him, He Qingsong's vengeance has been avenged, and perhaps he has no reason to live in this world anymore.

With tears in her eyes, Wang Min was in a state of shock, not knowing what to do.

Lu Lingge walked over to comfort him and embraced him, Yan Sanbai could see that Wang Min's shoulders were trembling.

Yan Sanbai sighed secretly, "Let's go to the lobby to talk, Ah Fu, you are here to take care of Uncle Zhong."

Originally, Yan Sanbai wanted Wang Min to go back to rest and calm down, but Wang Min insisted on being with them. He still didn't believe what Uncle Zhong said, and he wanted to find out the truth by himself.Yan Sanbai stopped objecting, and Wang Min seemed stronger than he thought.

The three of them and Lu Lingge's two disciples came to the lobby, and as soon as they sat down, Wang Min couldn't wait to ask, "Uncle Lu, what happened to the case back then?"

If possible, Lu Lingge would not want to recall that period of the past, but now that the elder brother is dead, he can no longer remain silent.

"Well, I didn't want to mention the matter back then, but now I can't help it. Anyway, since you want to know, I will tell you.

At that time... I was only 12 years old, and I didn't know many things very clearly. That day was no different from usual, but the relationship between the senior brother and the master became very tense due to different ambitions. The senior brother began to call his disciples to follow him. Let's go to follow the current His Majesty together, while the master is in the library all day long, and only the second senior brother Lu Shuangxing can go in to see him.

I remember that it should be almost evening, I went to deliver food to the master, and I happened to see the elder brother come out of the library, he didn't look very good, and went back to his room.Then I went to knock on the door, but Master didn't answer for a long time. During that time, Master's temper became very violent. I didn't dare to go in and disturb me, so I left the food at the door and left.

But the next day, there was a smell of blood wafting from the Library Pavilion, and the same door rushed in to take a look, only to find that the master had died in the pavilion last night.We hurriedly went to find the two senior brothers, the first senior brother was still asleep at the time, and the second senior brother..."

Speaking of this, Lu Lingge couldn't help but sigh, "None of us ever found him again."

"Did you doubt him then?" Yan Sanbai asked.

Lu Lingge nodded, then shook his head again, "Indeed, Second Senior Brother is the most suspicious. The murderer used his own swordsmanship, and judging from the situation in the cabinet, Master was killed without any resistance, which shows that Master has no regard for the murderer at all." Unprepared. But Master was stabbed several times, his entire chest was bloody and bloody, none of us would like to believe that Second Senior Brother would do such a thing."

No wonder, Yan Sanbai thought to himself, Lu Lingge saw Wang Jingchuan with a strange expression coming out of the Library Pavilion, and later found He Qingsong dead inside, so it seems that Wang Jingchuan is indeed suspected.Wang Min probably also thought of this, and she clenched her hands tightly, her expression not very good-looking.

Yan Sanbai said: "It seems that this matter can only be found out by finding Lu Shuangxing."

Hearing this, Lu Lingge hesitated for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Actually, I saw the second senior brother about half a month ago."

"What?!" Wang Min raised his head abruptly, "Uncle, is what you said true?"

"That's right, the second senior brother came to look for me in the mountain gate. Most of the disciples in the gate don't know him anymore, but how can I forget that face."

Yan Sanbai thought about it carefully, and immediately understood, "Did he come to ask you about the past?"

Lu Lingge nodded, and then turned to look at Wang Min apologetically, "Sincerely, it's my uncle's fault. I shouldn't have told the truth about what happened back then. Without my testimony, maybe he wouldn't have recognized senior brother He is the murderer, so what happened later will not happen. It is all my fault. At that time, I should have notified the elder brother of the news as soon as possible, but there was something urgent in Jiangzhou, so I rushed over overnight, and when I came back... But it's too late."

Wang Min wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in her throat, her throat was very dry, and her eyes were also sore after crying.Who can he blame?No matter who was to blame, it was impossible for his father to come back to life.

He could only hold his hands tightly, trying to calm himself down.

Suddenly, a touch of white covered his sight, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Sanbai looking at him gently.

"It's not too late. I'm going outside to find the real crime location. Let's go together?"

Yan Sanbai's words were undoubtedly redemption for Wang Min, he nodded almost hastily, and followed him away.

Lu Lingge sighed from behind, but didn't say anything.

When they arrived at the door, they saw Li Yan standing in the middle of the door with an attendant in green clothes, together with the black cat, and they met eye to eye again.

The black cat bent its body and meowed, and Li Yan held a folding fan behind his back, condescending.

"My lord?" Yan Sanbai called him.

"Ah, you came out." Li Yan turned his head, "Where are you going?"

Yan Sanbai roughly told him what happened just now, and Li Yan glanced at Wang Min who was silent with his head down, and clapped his palms with his folding fan, "Let's go eat a bowl of wonton first, it's early in the morning, and you'll only eat when you're full." Work hard."

Yan Sanbai couldn't deny it, because he suddenly thought of a very serious problem - he hadn't received his salary yet, and now that he was short of cash, he might not be able to afford a bowl of wontons.

Yan Sanbai couldn't help touching his nose, a little embarrassed.In fact, he hasn't eaten since he ate a roasted sweet potato from Li Yan yesterday morning.This is his bad habit. When he was hungry in the early years, he deliberately forgot the time to eat, so now he has left some sequelae. When he gets busy, he can't take care of eating.

Let there be many dead bodies on the street, that is, a moment.

Li Yan looked at him strangely, but he didn't know what he was thinking when he suddenly became serious just now.

With the King of Luoyang around, he naturally didn't need to pay for it himself, so Yan Sanbai decided to go for a meal with a shy face, and then told himself silently in his heart - when he received the salary, he would definitely pay it back.

What Li Yan took them to was a roadside stall, which was remote and hard to find.

Bisheng Li Yan knew all the streets and alleys in Chang'an City like the back of his hand, even more familiar than in the back garden of the palace, and he was an old acquaintance with the stall owner, and the other party was very happy when he saw Li Yan.

"Oh, my lord, you are back!"

"Morning Uncle Cai!" Li Yan greeted with a smile, "Bring me four bowls of wontons. I haven't tasted your cooking for a long time. I can't sleep well in Luoyang."

Uncle Cai was coaxed from ear to ear, and quickly asked them to sit down.

Yan Sanbai looked at him strangely all the way, saying that the King of Luoyang is eclectic in his actions, and it was only when he saw him today that he realized that it was true.Not only is he so familiar with the owner of a wonton stall, but even a single entourage can sit across from him in a big way, without any distinction of superiority or inferiority, this is the first time I have seen it.

After a while, the wontons came up, each round and plump, with a lustrous luster, which made people move their index fingers.

Yan Sanbai felt extremely hungry at this moment, scooped up a wonton and put it in his mouth, but unexpectedly the wonton was too hot, and his cat tongue was too useless, he couldn't speak because of the scalding, so he hurriedly used his hands Fan the wind.

Li Yan couldn't help laughing, shook the folding fan with a swish, moved closer, and fanned him a cool breeze, "Are you all right?"

Yan Sanbai shook his head, although his face was calm, but his ears were red, he probably thought it was too silly.But when he saw that Wang Min seemed to be smiling too, he felt a lot of comfort in his heart.

Uncle Cai hurriedly brought the herbal tea, Yan Sanbai took a sip, the hot tip of his tongue calmed down a little.

But as the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years.Yan Sanbai was worried about the wontons in the bowl.

Li Yan, however, was leisurely shaking the folding fan in front of his bowl to cool off, and a scent of ink and wash radiated out. It can be seen that this folding fan is a new fan that he just wrote last night.

Yan Sanbai felt even more helpless, what did the smile on the corner of Li Yan's mouth represent?Are you making fun of me?Or are you making fun of me?

Wang Min felt that she should say something, "Brother Yan, don't worry, just wait for a while."

Yan Sanbai: "..."

Li Yan suddenly pushed his own bowl over and replaced Yan Sanbai's bowl, "Eat mine, it's already fanned cold, the temperature should be just right now."

He just...was fanning me?

Yan Sanbai rubbed his nose, he paused, then said "thank you" softly, scooped up a wonton and stuffed it into his mouth, it smelled like ink.

Li Yan blinked, thinking he was hallucinating.

Uncle Cai's wontons were really delicious, and he ate three bowls by himself. Li Yan gave him a disgusted look—how could he eat it better than his master.

Wang Min's stomach was full, and her mood seemed a little better than before, at least her brows were not so tightly frowned.

Yan Sanbai, who was the most hungry, only ate one bowl. He originally wanted to order another bowl, but he has a bad stomach, so he should not eat too much after he is very hungry, otherwise it will be more likely to spoil.So he had no choice but to lick his lips, staring at the wonton pot with shining eyes, feasting his eyes.

Li Yan looked at him curiously and found it very interesting.

Just at this moment, there was a sudden noise above his head.

Li Yan and Yan Sanbai raised their heads almost at the same time, and saw two pieces of clothes passing over their heads, and the exclamation of troublemakers came from outside the alley—"Look, look! Someone is fighting!"

"Ah, it's Dali Temple!"