Dali Siqing solves the case and is super god

In the 29th year of Chengyun, on February 22, the moss was wet with rain.

As if to express the gloomy winter days, the light rain fell endlessly, weaving obliquely, like mist and smoke, moistening the bluestone and willow leaves, walking freely in the mountains, regardless of the mood of passers-by, and expecting the cold spring, Frozen hands and feet.

A two-wheeled blue-axle cart was struggling to walk on the dirt road on the mountainside. The driver was a servant from a wealthy family. He was wearing a brown short jacket with sleeves tied and trousers tied. The face is full of impatience.

"...Third young master, after passing this slope, we are almost there. Do you remember what Madam told me? Don't blame the villain for talking too much, you must remember clearly—"

"From now on, forget about those lazy people who just hide and do nothing. Your experience in the past few days can be different from your first brother and my master's second young master. But last night, you were the one who drank too much. Drank alcohol and ran around, ran to the place where the family's family lived on the mountain, tried to moles the girl but failed, and accidentally killed her..."

"You did all of these, you went to the place, you molested the people, you took the knife, it has nothing to do with the second young master, remember? It's useless to keep quiet and pretend to be angry, this is your life Already!"

The curtain of the car swayed heavily with the slanting wind, and some raindrops took the opportunity to enter and fall on the faces of the people in the car.

The man closed his eyes tightly, his complexion was pale, his lips were as pale as cherry, without any blood at all, he was leaning on the side of the chair, wearing a light blue round neck gown with a jade belt around his waist.

The clothes are a little too big, the material is not very good, the wrinkles are obvious, the color is also the kind of heavy stock that has been overstocked for many years, the jade belt around the waist is cold and hard, it looks stylish, but the color is not transparent and moist, it is nothing at first glance Good jade.

You go to the place, you molested the people, you took the knife, you killed the people, you did everything...

Chao Muyun's eyelids trembled, he felt that his body was unbearably heavy from head to toe, his consciousness was blurred and misty, he couldn't tell where he was and what the situation was right now, the voice in his ear was unfamiliar, but the words were not unfamiliar, as if More than once during his long slumber, someone had spoken these words sharply in his ear.

who is...

It seems to be a woman's voice... a middle-aged woman, the mistress of Chao's family?

"... Chao Muyun, don't pretend to be dead for me! The family has raised you for so long, and let you eat and drink for nothing like a waste, it's time for you to repay! How dare you be disobedient... Where was your mother sold to? , do you still want to know?"

The woman's voice was cold and her face was ruthless. Chao Muyun felt a headache when he thought of the wonderful experience in the second half of the night.He died because of a mission, and he passed into the body of the concubine with the same name who had been severely 'taught'. Before his consciousness settled, he was threatened by his aunt Gao's neck and poured a bowl of extremely bitter soup.

From teaching to threatening to coercing, until the last bowl of soup, after everything was done and the sky turned white, Gao Shi seemed to be relieved, slightly bent his lips, slowly wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and said to him——

"Remember, it was you who took a fancy to Leng Chunjiao's beauty, used wine to build up his courage, and went up the mountain at night, intending to steal a beautiful woman. Unexpectedly, others looked down on you and vowed not to follow. .”

"When you are in front of the official, confess your guilt, be smart, and find a way to get rid of the crime yourself. After all, the two of you are the only ones who have a private meeting in the dark night. Who knows how to 'know'? If that Leng Chunjiao intends to seduce you, she will not do it later. Admittedly, I just want to play you in the palm of my hand, you are a man anyway, you are always bloody, you don't want to be bullied like this, this wrong hand kills... Maybe there is a commutation of sentence?"

"...In short, what should be said, what should not be said, I know what to say, the sentence is lighter, you still have a chance to come out and reunite with your mother, if you are disobedient...don't blame me for being cruel as a aunt! Don't forget Oh, what did you drink from the bowl just now!"

The woman's words gradually coincided with the boy's, and finally Chao Muyun was able to control his body and opened his eyes.

He held his hands up with difficulty, staring blankly at his finger bones.

Rebirth is rare in the world, he seems to be a lucky one.But this process was chaotic and tormented, too long, and he couldn't react immediately, so he became an unlucky guy?

Inexplicably transmigrated, became an abandoned son abandoned by the family, wanted to take the blame for his first brother, dared to be disobedient-the temptation Xiang was the biological mother of this body, the only relative's safety, the threat Xiang was poured down not long ago The bowl of decoction.

It seems that it will not work.

But this is obviously a dead end...

His fingers were so hard that they turned white, just to sit up, he exhausted all his strength, cold sweat oozes from his forehead, his chest hurts, and he can't breathe. Chao Muyun knows very well that there is no way to escape, and his physical condition is so poor I'm afraid I can't take two steps, so I don't need to be tortured by others, I will explain it myself first.

How to do it……

Looking around the inside of the car, he narrowed his eyes slightly when he landed on a yellow copper coin in the crack.

...It seems that it is not completely hopeless.

He stood up with difficulty, stretched out his slender fingers little by little, and finally held the copper coin in his palm.

"thump--"

The mountain road was too difficult, and the two-wheeled cart couldn't carry it, and the wheels got stuck in the mud.

"My mother... what a broken road!"

The boy in front cursed, opened the curtain of the car, leaned half his body in, and warned with his eyes: "I'm going to find a thicker branch to pry the car, the third young master stay in the car obediently, don't try to escape, you know? You can't escape dropped."

Zhao Muyun raised his black eyes slightly, and glanced at the servant, his sight seemed to pause slightly, at the same time, the copper coin in his palm was turned out, covered the back of his hand, and flipped flexibly in the gap between his fingers as his fingertips lifted and fell.

"I remember, your name is Wang Cheng?"

Wang Cheng subconsciously looked at the copper coin he was spinning between his fingers. He didn't intend to look at it for a long time, but for some reason, it seemed that he couldn't get enough of it. His eyes followed the other's slender white fingers, and followed the copper coin.

"Yes, my surname is Wang, and my name is Cheng."

"Rain is always hard to come by. You don't like rain, but you like green grass..." Chao Muyun's voice is clean and clear, with a special sense of rhythm, as if blending with the sound of rain, harmonious and pure Lang, it sounds very comfortable, "The jade pendant on your waist is very similar to the grass color of Yaoyao in Chunri."

He looked at each other and spoke slowly, as if chatting with a friend: "Spring is green and green, giving life vitality, no one will be unhappy."

Wang Cheng's eyes were puzzled for a moment, as if he had been stunned for a moment, but he recovered quickly. He turned his eyes away from the copper coins that Chao Muyun was turning between his fingers, and glanced at the rain outside the car curtain. I don't know, the third young master also has this interest."

Chao Muyun's knuckles were slender, and the copper coins were flipping between his fingers. The movement was fast, the frequency was neat, and there was a rhythm: "The girl who died last night is called Leng Chunjiao? How did she die?"

Wang Cheng gave warning eyes: "Didn't I tell you, you killed him with a dagger?"

"Don't be nervous," the copper coin is slightly clear, reflecting the rain, but the bottom of Chao Muyun's eyes is a deep black, without any halo, "I'm going on this road, for what, you and I know, the more clearly you say , the more I know, the easier it is to operate, right?"

Wang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, and calmed down again. He looked at the third young master in front of him, with a little pity in his eyes: "If you were so obedient earlier, why did you suffer so much before?"

Smiling towards Muyun: "How old is this girl, why is she staying alone in a mountain temple?"

Wang Cheng: "It's not alone. Although she is eighteen years old, she is considered an old girl with a bad reputation. She can't even go out alone. She went to the temple with her mother, Mrs. Huang, to pilgrimage the day before yesterday. As a result, she was unlucky and both died here. "

"They stayed in the temple for two nights?" Chao Muyun noticed the time, "I was told to only kill Leng Chunjiao, but what about Mrs. Huang, how did she die?"

"How do I know, I wasn't here last night, anyway, you only killed this one, remember it clearly!"

"Aside from killing people, what else did 'I' do? I only saw Leng Chunjiao at that time? Where is Mrs. Huang?"

"No one else, no seeing, no doing anything else."

"What evidence was left at the scene? Are there any other suspects in this case?"

"Second Young Master said he didn't know..."

Chao Muyun asked a few more questions, and found that Wang Cheng didn't know much, most of which should be said by the second young master, because he was drunk and unconscious during the process, and there may be problems with the confession.

For example, when a mother and daughter stay in a temple, they must behave cautiously. It is impossible to live too far away at night. The first brother molested the daughter and killed the daughter with a dagger. How could there be no movement? How could the mother not show up? This one, and nothing else?

Wang Cheng said everything he knew, and warned solemnly: "In short, the third young master should be smarter. If his life is good... maybe he can pass it on to others."

The copper coins kept turning between his fingers, and Chao Muyun half closed his eyelids, covering his eyes and thinking: "Who is the presiding judge in this case?"

This Wang Cheng did know: "Master Gong Zhigong, Shaoqing of Dali Temple."

"How is he an official? Temperament, is the voice of an official heard among the people?"

"Mr. Gong is not confused. He has been in charge of the prison in Dali Temple for more than ten years. He has solved countless cases. He often has ingenious ideas and is quite prestigious. This morning, he was sent by Mr. Gong to inform the other court. Our family..."

In other words, there must be other suspects in this case.

Chao Muyun thought for a while, then asked: "What is the soup Madam gave me?"

Wang Cheng paused this time, and then said: "It's the secret poisonous spring and mountain cold."

"An antidote?"

"Only the madam has it. If you are disobedient, she can control it and make you poisoned immediately."

"What if I am obedient?"

"You can... live a little longer."

After Chao Muyun asked the last two questions, the copper coin that was spinning between his fingers was thrown into the air with a "Zheng", he stretched out his palm, let the copper coin fall obediently and quietly on his palm, and held it——

"Isn't it looking for hardwood to move the car? Go, slow down, the road is slippery in rainy days, don't fall."

Following his smile, the car curtain slowly slid down, blocking Wang Cheng's gaze.

Standing in the rain, Wang Cheng was in a daze for a while, and shook his head vigorously, feeling that something was wrong with him just now, stunned?Otherwise, how could it be said that something that was just a few words turned into talking for a long time, the knees were a little numb, and the back was soaked?

But it seems that there is nothing wrong. The third young master is so pitiful. He was sitting in the house, and suddenly a pot was knocked down from the sky. This time, if he doesn’t die, he will die.

Wait, he is the second young master's confidant, why feel sorry for a bastard?In the past, he even looked down on this worthless third young master, why is he so sincere today?

He patted his head, turned around and walked into the forest, looking for thick and tough branches.

"puff--"

The chest became more and more stuffy, and the pain became more and more, Muyun's body fell heavily in the car, and he vomited blood, his internal organs seemed to be crushed, and he couldn't straighten up in pain.

Sure enough... it was still too exhausting, with such a physical condition, using hypnotism was too reluctant.

Hypnosis has deep layers and shallow layers. No matter what kind of hypnosis, if you want to complete it smoothly, you need to have a certain understanding of the other party. When the person is unprepared or particularly trusting, guide the attention to focus and use props for single-frequency assistance ——

He has just arrived and has limited understanding of the boy, but everything cannot escape the word "observation". As long as the direction of his questions does not touch the secrets of his heart and is contrary to the boy's own subconscious, he will not cause too much resistance from the boy, and he will immediately wake up. .He didn't need to ask the boy to betray the master, but just asked about the details of the case, which was harmless, because this was the direction that everyone 'agreed on'.

This move was inappropriate, but his life was at stake, and he just wanted to get more information quickly without causing harm to the other party.

But it is not easy to do it successfully.His own mind mobilization and energy concentration will only be worse than the other party's. In order to be safe, he must go all out. Even if he is healthy, he needs to rest and recover, let alone now?

Chao Muyun held the copper coin tightly, wiped the blood between his lips, panted heavily, and felt like a fish, stranded on the shore, might die at any moment.

This dilemma... how to break it?

Unable to leave the predicament, he could only stay and adapt accordingly. Chao Muyun was very confident in himself. How could a criminal psychologist who had completed so many degrees in modern times and solved countless cases be afraid of murder?

But he lacked too many things, information on other suspects, details of clues at the scene of the crime, autopsy results, analysis of the relationship between various characters... How many suspects are there, and who are they?Will the case-solving system here and the official process structure support him?

Amid the confusion of his thoughts, he heard some changes in the rhythm of the sound of the rain curtain outside. Everything seemed to be very quiet and there was no abnormal noise, but he knew——

someone is coming.

"do not move."

The moment he squeezed the copper coin tightly, a short knife accurately penetrated into the curtain of the car and rested on his neck.