Northern Song Dynasty: The City of Qingquan Mystery Case

Fu Shangxing, Fu Shangxing.

Gan Qing slowly closed his eyes, he should have known.

On the day of Fang Qian's death, the blue bottle in Xiangquan's hand—the bottle containing arsenic—was exactly what Ganqing accidentally bumped into at Fu Shangxing's place.

That was what happened when Qianqing investigated West Street for the first time to ask Fu Shangxing a question.At that time Fang Qian was pale, Fu Shangxing said he wanted to show him, and said, "The medicine that Mr. Xia knocked down just now is quite good", Qian Qing left on his own and didn't care anymore.

Pretty good medicine?

Ganqing understood that Fu Shangxing later gave Fang Qian the bottle of poison and encouraged him to commit suicide.

Qianqing's head went blank, and he felt remorse, unwillingness, and anger.Why didn't he smash the bottle, or stay and wait, and leave with Fang Qian?

The branches and leaves of ginkgo trees shaded the sky.Under the shadow of intertwined branches, Fu Shangxing smiled slightly.It was his usual gentle smile.

Looking at him coldly, he lightly put on the bowstring.He didn't know the truth of the matter, but he was clear at this moment - the person in front of him was not a gentle and kind doctor, he was not, never was.

"Is Mr. Yi's foot injury healed?" Fu Shangxing smiled gently and just sighed, "Mr. Yi must know my details. Is Mr. Yi really fearless, or does he trust me too much?"

"Both." Xiangquan Anran, he took a few steps slowly, "You can stand in front of me without fear, and so can I."

"I'm not a good person." Fu Shangxing said indifferently, the light made his expression look so weird.

Xiang Quan just lowered his head and smiled, chatting as naturally as the two met in the medical clinic for the first time, with a gentle tone: "You have harmed so many people, of course you are not a good person."

Fu Shangxing was very interested: "Oh? How much do you really know?"

Xiangquan stood firm, with wise and firm eyes: "Some are less than you, and some are more than you."

"Mr. Yi is really courageous, so obviously, the initiative is in my hands." Fu Shangxing's eyes flickered, he smiled softly, and subconsciously clenched his left sleeve, "Before I confess, please tell me everything you know. For example... when did you suspect me?"

His voice was very soft, like a whisper.

"It's rare that you are interested in listening. You should ask me when I doubted Fang Qian."

Fu Shangxing smiled: "Tell me the whole story tonight." After that, he sat down on the board at the mouth of the well, like a tea drinker listening to a story, leisurely.

Owls fluttered across the night sky, through thick trees.Scattered green and yellow leaves from the ginkgo tree flew down, rustled and swept past Yi Xiangquan, and fell one by one on his white clothes, as if they were patterns embroidered with fine silk threads.Xiangquan smiles calmly but stiffly, only when he is clear can he know the emotion hidden behind every smile of Xiangquan - he is hiding his uneasiness.

"On the night when I first met the Strange Robber in Tsing Yi, there were no guards on the street. Fang Qian said that he received a letter to mobilize the guards. I signed the letter, but the letter's font would disappear. When he burned the letter, he Realizing the scam, he quickly took remedial measures, and finally left a small piece of letter paper with the word 'Fang' on it."

Fu Shangxing frowned, Xiang Quan stared into his eyes, and continued: "I mentioned this to Gan Qing, but he didn't realize it. The four sides of the "square" piece of paper were burned—that's strange. When we burn things, the flame can spread from the corner of the letter, or spread from the middle. It is almost impossible to leave a piece of paper that is burnt all around. If it is damaged, the flames will spread from the bottom, leaving at least the top edge and the left edge of the paper that will not be burnt. And the surrounding area will be burnt, leaving only one word, it is really... difficult."

Xiangquan raised the corner of his mouth again, leaning on crutches with one hand, while subconsciously stroking the metal folding fan on his waist with the other hand: "This can only arouse my doubts. In addition... there are seven-section raccoons. According to Gan Qing On the day that the strange thief in Tsing Yi stole it, Fang Qian saw the Qijie raccoon, but he didn't recognize it. Fang Qian stayed in Yongcheng for a long time since he was a child. Of course, it is possible that he didn't know him. If he knew, then he Why hide it?"

Fu Shangxing just smiled.

Seeing his appearance, Xiang Quan continued calmly and self-servingly: "Both of these incidents are related to the Strange Robber in Tsing Yi. Because I was not present on the day of the theft, these are all descriptions that I heard clearly. Everyone has doubts." Xiang Quan paused, then continued, "Then we might as well put aside the matter of the Tsing Yi Bandit and just start with the matter of West Street."

Fu Shangxing said with a smile: "I thought you would dig deep from me."

"The Tsing Yi Thief is related to you, and Fang Qian is also related. Using the word accomplice is too strong, it would be better to say that you were all used by that thief."

Qianqing was shocked when he heard this, what did he say?It's cloudy and foggy, not clear.

"But the matter of the Tsing Yi Thief is not the focus of tonight, so I naturally don't need to delve into you. I will deal with the matter of the Tsing Yi Bandit when the time comes," Xiang Quan suddenly became serious, "I believe Mr. Shang Xing would not want to mention it at such a night. others."

Qian Qing was stunned when he heard this.Is the Tsing Yi Robber really related to Fu Shangxing?He stared blankly at the two people not far away, wanting to know more, but they dragged the topic away.

Fu Shangxing didn't speak, just looked down at the thick stone slab on the well.Xiang Quan continued: "You know what I'm going to talk about next, it's about Hong Xin and Fang Qian. Before that, I had to mention a woman, she is the starting point of the whole thing, and it's you... who made a big mistake source."

Xiang Quan spoke slowly, dragging out the last few words very long and heavy.

Fu Shangxing still didn't respond. He looked up at the black lake and the tall ginkgoes and weeping willows over there, half listening.

"Tourmaline. She must be a very good woman." Xiang Quan stared straight at Fu Shangxing, "It's just that she has a disease, an infectious disease. If this disease spreads, it will bring huge disasters to the whole city Even if the news of the disease spreads out, it will make people panic. This disease is known to children as young as a few years old, and it is like a devil. Only Shuiniang and you, the doctor, know the matter. Hongxin has the same disease as her, and is obviously infected. Looking at Hongxin's room, it couldn't be more obvious. This disease will destroy the appearance of a beautiful woman, and it will destroy Lose a top-notch luthier, destroy a calligrapher, and destroy everything about a brothel girl. The disappearing mirror, splashed ink and medicine all prove this. She doesn't want to see her face, and takes everything Unsteady. Because her face was destroyed by the disease, and her hands and feet were also disabled. What kind of disease has such symptoms?"

"Leprosy." Fu Shangxing spit out the two words lightly, very relaxed, but faintly revealing sadness.

Ganqing looked at Fu Shangxing, unable to understand his expression.The dark sky without stars and moon was set against the brightly lit hall not far away. The sounds of drinking and playing were scattered in the night sky, but they were all dyed black.

Fu Shangxing's entire dark robe was shrouded in the shadow of the big tree.

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