Suspect in Jinling

In the 14th year of Zhengtong in the Ming Dynasty, if there is a map of Jinling to describe the majesty of Jinling, the first thing to mention is the famous Qinhuai River. The capitalized "human" character brushed across the city, swept across the south of the city, and was dyed with red dust at the Dinghuai Gate in the north of the city. It rushed out to the sea.

Jinling is the most prosperous place, you only need to look at the enchanting figure of Qinhuai for ten miles, and you can have a clear view of it.

However, prosperity is not the same as wealth.

Qinhuai’s big and long stems fly again and again, and long whales swallow sails. It is too noisy after all. The real place of wealth and honor is in the north of Jinling City. Winding across Hongwu Street and the West Emperor City, without crossing the thunder pond, every household here can occupy a space on the map. Looking at its construction, it is either a founding hero or a Jing family. He is a hero who is so expensive that people are speechless.

The Pang Mansion that Kuang Jian moved into is such a mansion. This place was originally Chang Yuchun's Kaiping Palace 30 years ago. In the early autumn of last year, the commander-in-chief of the Beizhen Fusi sent Pang Zhengying to set down the boundary of this area, and immediately asked someone to re-regulate it. Expand the garden and build the universe.

It's just that who would have thought that the day when the Jade Tower was completed, which took ten months, was actually the time when the master died.

Kuang Jian frowned, with a stern expression, and stretched out her five fingers to grope into the dry and shocking blood stain on the back of Mr. Pang's head.

"The time of death was between the middle of the day and the end of the day last night. The fatal wound was three inches above the back of the head. The person was killed after being hit four times with a heavy object."

At the scene of the murder on the third floor of Yulou, the mighty and straight body of the third-rank official was lying on the only desk chair in the room, with his face facing the table and his arms hanging down. Kuang Jian groped for the wound with his bare hands, glanced up and down for a moment, and then squatted down again Look at the legs of the table and stool, and ask to the side:

"Chu Qianhu, has the scene been moved since it was discovered?"

The man who was questioned pursed his thin lips, and replied in a hoarse voice: "...never."

Chu Qianhu was wearing the official uniform of Beizhen Fusi: crow blue cloud shoulders, black and red scatter, and a two-foot-one-inch embroidered spring knife across his waist - as usual, this kind of attire is the most avoided by all officials in Jinling City. But at this time, the incomparable Jin Yiwei stripped off his ruthlessness and toughness, and replaced it with red eyes, and he was out of his mind, as if he was trapped in grief and couldn't extricate himself.

Kuang Jian didn't care, knocked on the dense and solid floor, and continued to ask about the details of the scene.

Qian Jin, who was writing the record, looked at Chu Ji with a flicker of eyes: he had never been in the field, let alone such a big and prestigious case when he first came up. When he first entered the mansion, he suddenly faced this rich man The mansion, with carved beams and painted buildings, halls and corridors, he was frantic and shocked: where is this?Who is this?What's this?In fact, all the people Qian Jin met along the way, whether it was Jin Yiwei or the retainers of the Pang Mansion, were high-spirited and expressionless, but they were not pretending. It's just that he is extremely tired and has no expression.

The death of Pang Zhengying meant to them the sudden collapse of the pillars. In addition to the emotional sadness, everyone and everyone's future suddenly became bleak, and Chu Ji was undoubtedly the one with the most pressure among them. Because he not only had to accept the bad news from his boss who had the grace to know him and promote him, but also stepped forward to stabilize the various dignitaries in Jinling and investigate the murder case.

The hard and brittle ground gave off a solid echo. The ground was not mud, but dark and dense wood with special texture and abnormal hardness. Kuang Jian checked the corpse, tables and chairs, window bars, door locks, and asked the staff downstairs. As for the situation, I went to the cubicle to look around again, took everyone's statements handed over by Xiaoqi, and quickly browsed through them.

He flipped through the confession very quickly, ten lines at a glance.Chu Ji observed this young man from the sidelines, saw that he had gloomy brows, withdrawn expression, younger than expected, except for his sharp and good looks, he couldn't feel anything commendable when he came across him suddenly, the more he looked at The more worried he frowned.

On the other hand, Kuang Jian was calm and composed, quickly read the statement, and looked up: "Chu Qianhu, there are a few doubts in the statement, I would like to invite those who went to the third floor last night to come and check the information."

He spoke politely, but his posture was unceremonious. You must know that he had only read the statement, and he should know that those who were able to stay on the third floor last night were not ordinary people.

"All please?"

Chu Ji's expression was gloomy, and he doubted whether it was a mistake to call this ignorant young man to investigate the case.

Kuang Jian nodded: "Come here." He said without changing his expression, grabbed Chu Ji's tiger skin, and said to the small flag outside: "Please invite Master Ruan, Madam, Young Master, and Qiu Weng to come to the compartment— —”

Deling's Xiaoqi mistakenly thought it was Chu Ji's instruction, and immediately turned around and left. Before the poor Chu Qianhu could stop him, he heard a loud voice from outside: "Don't bother!"

It was the voice of a thin middle-aged man, majestic, loud and sharp: "In order to cooperate with you in the investigation, I can't go home or sleep. What's the matter? Now I have to interrogate again? Hasn't Jin Yiwei already determined the direction of the investigation? What? Is there any progress in this case? If you don’t track down the suspect, what are you doing here over and over again?”

Immediately, a series of footsteps sounded outside the study room—it sounded like there were three or four people. The first footsteps were rapid, lean and powerful, and the others were relatively soft. There should be an obese young man and a woman. Walking closer and turning into the door, Kuang Jian saw a man in his 50s who took the lead, shaking off his official authority before confronting him head-on.

"Master Ruan."

Kuang Jian followed his family to Shangxian to see this person, and immediately took the initiative to take a step forward and reported back to the family: "Catch the police in Xiaying Tianfu, Kuang Jian."

But that Lord Ruan didn't look at him at all, he raised his chin haughtily, and drew out his tone, "Ying Tianfu? Your Lord Li of Ying Tianfu is a friend of this officer, I know you——Captain Xiao Kuang, right? What kind of place is this in Pang Mansion, all cats and dogs are here to investigate the case of the town government secretary?"

Kuang Jian's expression remained unchanged after hearing such humiliating words, but Qian Jin's face immediately turned pale, and he said to himself: We didn't come here voluntarily, we were invited by Qianhu of the Pang Mansion!You are not the master, why should you criticize us?

But no matter how angry he was, Qian Jin dared not speak out, so he could only purse his lips resentfully. The man in front of him, with a goatee and as thin as a thin strip, was named Ruan Yuankui, who was the inspector of Yancang of the Ministry of Households, and lived in the fourth quarter of the official residence. Not to mention that he himself is just a poor scholar, even his boss, Kuang Jian, can only bow his head and be scolded in the face of such a big man.

"Uncle Ruan, calm down."

A cautious voice came in slowly, seeming to know that Ruan Yuankui had gone too far, so he couldn't help but open his mouth to make a rescue: "Xiao Kuang was invited by Chu Qianhu to help investigate the case, and it's because of the situation in Liben's house. They should all be treated well, but Xiao Kuang is arresting the head, I would like to ask, isn't the murderer definitely a Taiping Sect murderer? What kind of oral evidence do we need?"

The man who spoke was the eldest son of the victim, Pang Zhengying. Pang Yuan, 22 years old this year, is slightly fat and fair, with a childish look on his face. Because his father passed away unexpectedly last night, he has become the real head of the family at this moment, but This person has a melancholy and introverted personality, glanced at his father's bones, and looked like he was afraid of making a slip of the tongue and had to negotiate, "If it's just going through the motions, let's forget about Xiao Kuang's arrest... Many guests in the house have not returned all night, Pang Mansion Right now it is necessary to release the person as soon as possible, and then store the study room and collect the bones."

Although the Pang Mansion has a large family and business, the population is not considered prosperous. His father passed away suddenly. Such a tense and chilling scene reminded him for no reason that his infant brother died in the mansion ten years ago, and the young mother was distraught. Because of the death of the young master, the capital is not at peace. He doesn't want to make more disturbances, he just wants people who have nothing to do with him to leave quickly, so that their family can go through the pain peacefully and peacefully.

Master Ruan was dissatisfied with the weakness in Pang Yuan's words, and said contemptuously, "Why is my nephew having such a discussion with him?" After speaking, he waved his skinny right hand, and said loudly, "They are also the yamen for catching robbers and inspectors. Can't find it out, but Ying Tianfu, a small policeman, can find it out? He brazenly asked us to cooperate with the investigation, but what did he find out?"

Mr. Ruan made things difficult for Kuang Jian, and even slapped the governor of the town government Chu Ji across the face.

Kuang Jian was irritated, raised her head indifferently, and said bluntly, "Master Ruan also went up to the third floor last night. Do you not want to find the real culprit, or do you not want to get rid of the suspicion?"

He spoke coldly, and his depressing black clothes made his expression stiff and emotionless, "Too familiar people and places will interfere with the investigation. Chu Qianhu asked Ying Tianfu for help because I was not in Pangfu last night. In the middle, as for what the adults said to find out," he turned sideways and raised his jaw, "Master Pang was not beaten to death in an armchair. The murderer cleaned up the blood on the ground and walls after the murder, and then dragged Mr. Pang Put it here."

For a moment, everyone hesitated and frowned.

When Kuang Jian spoke, there was an indescribable aura, as if this young man was extremely calm and decisive about everything, and he couldn't help but want to believe.

"How is this possible?" Master Ruan scoffed sharply, "The murderer is so kind? Still worried about Brother Pang's death?"

Qian Jin was flustered, and also wanted to know how Kuang Tou would prove it.

Kuang Jian looked as usual: "Bring some vinegar and wine."

Chu Ji immediately ordered outside: "Bring vinegar and wine!"

The little flag waiting outside the door responded loudly, ran away and came back.

"Vinegar and wine can detect traces of blood, even if it is wiped by someone, the blood will be reflected."

Kuang Jian took the two things, fearing that the nobles would not be able to understand them, she explained them concisely, and then poured vinegar and wine around the long case of the corpse. With just a few snaps of her fingers, the dark and shiny wooden floor was covered with wine and vinegar. A bloodstain slowly oozes eastward under the infiltration, and Kuang Jian continued to splash along the bloodstain until a large amount of bloodstain appeared in front of the east wall, and then stopped——

Pang Yuan chased after him in disbelief, and exclaimed: "This is the place where my father died?" After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Kuang Jian in surprise: "How did Catcher Kuang guess it?"

"The shape of the blood splatter on the table is wrong."

For a while, Ruan Yuankui, Pang Yuan, Mrs. Pang and others all gathered around to look at the pool of blood, but Kuang Jian didn't move. He stood there silently thinking, guessing what would happen when Pang Zhengying died, Suddenly, he suddenly turned around and walked in the opposite direction. The layout of this study is different from other places. There are no hangings on the east and west walls, but a whole wall of Baizi cabinets, like a medical clinic sitting in the hall. Stepping up to the wall on the other side, he began to draw upwards from the middle compartment of the third row on the right hand. The heavy wood gave an "empty" echo until he pulled out to the third drawer. Kuang Jian lightened his hand and immediately knew that he had found the right drawer. He pushed his right hand upwards and pulled out the entire drawer in one fell swoop. At this moment, a sharp-eyed little flag raised his head and exclaimed, "Blood! There's blood!"

Kuang Jian touched the drawer, and under the gaze of Pang Yuan and others, said calmly: "The murder weapon is here."

Mrs. Pang, who had been silent all this time, raised her eyebrows sharply.

She was dressed in a dignified and quiet green eight-treasure makeup, Xin Dao Jin Yiwei worked all night and did not find the murder weapon, but this young man just walked around the room, and found them all in such a casual way.

Qian Jin and You Rongyan couldn't help pulling their waist up two inches, the arrogant Lord Ruan was speechless for a moment, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes for no reason: "You, you..."

Kuang Jian didn't give him a wink, and shouted outside without a pause: "Come in, there is a person about seven feet five inches tall."

At this time, there was no need for Chu Ji to shout, a young and capable Jinyi guard strode in immediately to obey orders, Kuang Jian raised his hand and stroked, pointing to the place where Pang Zhengying died: "Stand there, stand still."

The man stepped in without knowing it, but he stepped on the side of the bloody water. Kuang Jian stepped forward, raised the wooden box in his hand and smashed it!The swift movement made the sound of fierce wind, and the young Jin Yiwei instinctively wanted to shrink back, but after his shoulders trembled, he still stood firmly, and did not really dodge!Anyway, Kuang Jian didn't really intend to smash him to death, but just used him as a test. When the drawer was within an inch of the skull, the castration stopped firmly. Kuang Jian patted the Jin Yiwei on the shoulder and praised: "Very good." As he spoke, he turned sideways and raised his voice slightly: "Qian Jin——"

"exist!"

"Remember the characteristics of the murderer."

"Yes!"

"Male, between [-] feet [-] inches and [-] feet [-] inches tall, slightly stronger than ordinary people, can lift two to three weights."

Qian Jin wrote very fast, and when Kuang Jian finished speaking, he finished writing. After finishing writing, the little scribe questioned his superior very strictly, "The wood of this drawer looks heavy, and it seems that it is not evenly distributed."

Kuang Jian put down the murder weapon and nodded methodically: "Naturally. But the human bone is not a piece of soft clay. It takes a lot of effort to crack the skull with a drawer."

Kuang Jian's entire investigation process was like flowing water, guessing the real murder location from the blood stains, and deducing the physical appearance of the perpetrator from the height, angle and trajectory of the wound. It gave birth to trust, and at the same time, some people began to feel uneasy.

"What you said is just speculation!"

Ruan Yuankui frowned, his expression gloomy and unfathomable, "The man is between seven feet nine inches and eight feet three inches tall, and his strength is slightly higher than ordinary people. He can lift two to three weights. The Jinyiwei guards on the floor are all suspects."

He had already seen that the kid in front of him was capable, and knew that he couldn't be allowed to search indiscriminately, so he tried to divert his attention to stir up a commotion.

Kuang Jian didn't panic, he glanced outside at Xiaoqi, the captain who was waiting for orders, and walked straight to Ruan Yuankui.

Ruan Yuankui didn't show his face, but suddenly felt guilty for no reason: Kuang Jian was not much taller than him, and was wearing ordinary police uniforms, black and white sash, because the coat was a little wide, and the waist was tightly tied. He took off his robe, but for some reason, he didn't have the thinness that he should have at his age, and when he walked over step by step, he was extremely oppressive.

"Master Ruan doubts my ability, or is he afraid of finding out?"

Kuang Jian's voice was not loud, making sure that only Master Ruan, Pang Yuan, Mrs. Pang, and Chu Ji could hear it.

Ruan Yuankui stood still, maintaining his momentum: "What do you want to say?"

Kuang Jian: "Last night, Qiu Weng, a servant of the Pang Mansion, went upstairs with a wooden scabbard. When Madam asked by chance, the guard on the second floor heard it. "

Ruan Yuankui's pupils suddenly narrowed: "So what?"

Kuang Jian said softly: "The congratulatory gift you gave is the stolen money from the Yancang inspection school."

In an instant, Ruan Yuankui's face turned red, and he lowered his voice fiercely: "...the boy is spitting blood!"

"Shhh—my lord whispered softly. Nowadays, the value of banknotes continues to depreciate, and the use of gold and silver is clearly prohibited in the market. There are ten wooden sheaths on Mr. Pang's table, which are coded with two or four sunken mercury of 500% fineness. Seven small characters are chiseled on the bottom of the silver seat: Zhang Family Wanyancang inspection school, I also heard that ten days ago, the town government department and the Yancang inspection school jointly seized a batch of illegal salt, and 200 taels of yamen were divided. Unexpectedly... [-] taels of which were reported to the chief officer .”

Chao Tun Xiguang swept into the room straightforwardly, Kuang Jian's eyes were indifferent, but it seemed to contain a thin blade of light: "My lord, do you want to take it here and show it to Young Master Pang?"

Kuang Jian's words were not aggressive, even in an unintentional tone, but Ruan Yuankui understood, Kuang Jian was saying: I have already guessed what you Mr. Ruan did, don't get caught up in this little money. If you continue to delay the investigation of the case, if you continue to be untimely, engraving the silver stamped by your prosecutor's office will embarrass you immediately.

The Yancang inspection school of the Jinling Household Department has a moderate official position in Liudu, but the supervisor of Yantie is actually a fat job among the fat jobs. Generally, people who can get this position may not be very capable in doing things, but The ability to see the wind and turn the rudder and find the right way is absolutely perfect.

The aura of one old and one young had a shocking reversal in just a few words. The other people in the room didn't actually hear what Kuang Jian said, but Chu Ji saw that Ruan Yuankui's face seemed to be slapped. Flipping the color palette, red, white, and purple alternately. After a few snaps of his fingers, he took a deep breath, and retreated gloomyly and gracefully: "Brother Pang and I have a very close friendship, and this official also I want to find out the real culprit as soon as possible——Captain Xiao Kuang has anything you want to ask, just ask."

This unexpected direction surprised everyone, Chu Ji squinted his eyes and looked at Kuang Jian again, and saw the young man immediately nodded in return, "Thank you, Mr. Ruan, for your cooperation." After finishing speaking, he looked at Pang Yuan politely, and said softly road:

"Young Master Pang, you can investigate the case now."