Dali Siqing solves the case and is super god

"You said this sick man went to Tianjing Lane?"

Li Huai beat the back of his head with his busy feet. In the early March, he was sweating all over, and his teeth itched with anger: "What is he doing there! It's Jing Zhaoyin's job, why is Dali Temple joining in the fun? Is there any problem? The matter of a dead person has to be reported, and he won't be able to see it when the time comes, so why worry now!"

Lu Dong handed him a cup of tea: "Master Jing Zhaoyin...is not easy to get along with, sir, can you go and have a look?"

"I'll let him die! If you don't do so much work at hand, you'll be in a hurry to learn a lesson from cannibalism!"

"Then if there is something wrong with the corpse, Jing Zhaoyin doesn't care..."

"One or two are so troublesome! Is this credit he can get if he wants it!" Li Huai slammed his pen, stood up, and there was no time to wipe the sweat from his brow, "Don't rest, follow me!" Go and have a look!"

"Yes."

"I just came here to start troubles, and I didn't even have anything to eat with my colleagues in the government office. If such a poor guy can push me up, I will eat upside down!"

To the west of Tianjing Lane, beside the moat.

The boat containing the corpses had already been pulled to the shore, and before the government had time to hand it over, there was a crowd of people watching, and anyone could see it.

Some people thought the scene was lively, while others just felt that they were blocked from the road. The man in the purple robe and the golden mask reined in his horse: "Tsk, it's so annoying."

Mu Shi looked left and right: "Master, we can go south."

A bit of a detour, but absolutely quiet.

Ye Wugou snorted, and was about to urge the horse, when he suddenly saw a familiar figure in the distance, and reined in: "He's coming."

Mu Shi: ...

Ye Wugou got off his horse and chose a good place: "This case must be very interesting."

Mu Shi reminded: "The main gang... the leader of the Nianjing gang is waiting for us."

Ye Wugou didn't care at all: "Then let him wait."

"If this shipment is lost..."

"Won't you get it back if you lose it? Little wood, why don't you enter the capital and imitate others' humble gentleman, even forgetting our ability to eat."

……

Because of his status as the director of the Dali Temple, Chao Muyun was able to inspect the corpse up close.

The boat drifted with the waves, and it didn't know where it went overnight. Now it is pulled back to the nearest shore. It cannot be the first death scene. There is not enough information, but the boat itself is very interesting.

Officials described it as a small white boat. Looking at Muyun, it was too small and could only accommodate one person, but the white color was not what he thought it was. For too long, the whiteness after fading over the years, it looks like white from a distance, but it looks more like a light brown when you get close, very light.

The boat is full of white chrysanthemums, many of which are scattered on the side of the boat, and beside the corpses, there are also some flowers carefully wrapped around the side of the boat. There are many visual effects but not messy. It can be seen that they are not thrown away casually. The people who made them are delicate and pious. This is a water burial funeral.

The deceased looked very old, with gray hair, a white cloth covering his face, wrinkled hands, and extremely dark purple nails. Anyone would suspect poisoning at first glance, but what Chao Muyun saw was not Same.

The clothes on the body of the deceased were clean and not brand new, but the white cloth on the face was of a texture like gauze, brand new and unmarked. The shroud, which should have been covered on the face of the deceased when the body was discovered, was returned to its original position after the inspection was completed.

Death, offering sacrifices with white flowers, the posture of crossing hands on the lower abdomen, the covered face... There are too many rituals on display.

Many planned suicides do have a sense of ritual, but what does the sense of ritual represent for homicide?

When the murderer buried the deceased, was he paying homage to him, remembering him, or someone else?After killing a person, arranging water to bury the white chrysanthemum, and finally covering the head and face of the corpse, do you feel guilty?Don't dare to look?

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, a man dressed as a master saw Chao Muyun and came over to block his sight: "Jing Zhaoyin is on business, and the idlers are waiting!"

Chao Muyun showed his waist badge.

"It turns out to be the master bookkeeper of Dali Temple. He is doing business in front of Mr. Qu Caiying and Mr. Jing Zhaoyin and Fan." Qu Caiying took a quick look at the other party, slightly arching his hands, with an undiminished arrogance. Wu Zuo came to check, the deceased committed suicide, there is no need to file a case, and now the family has been notified to collect the body, so Dali Temple will not bother to intervene."

Chao Muyun: "This is homicide, we should file a case."

Qu Caiying frowned: "What did you say? There is no evidence, no evidence, you say it will be done immediately?"

When a human life is found in the wild and the common people report it to the government, Jing Zhaoyin usually handles ordinary cases. Those involving court officials are mostly handed over to the Ministry of Punishment, but the difference is not that big. There are overlaps in the powers of the two parties, and basically whoever takes over first When it comes to who should take care of it first, after a rough check of the information, the case will be classified according to its attributes, and whoever should be responsible for it.

After all, it is about a murder case, and if it is solved brilliantly, it is a political achievement, and it will help the official career. If it is not solved well, it is the responsibility, and it will be punished. The answer is to solve the case, which one is easier?How do you know that a random death by the side of the road could be the key person in a big case?

A responsible and good official will certainly not shirk his responsibilities during his tenure, but the subordinates are related to their own performance. Whether they are free or busy for a while in the future, it is generally a matter of trivial matters, not to mention this corpse, which has also been inspected , It looks like suicide, the words have been put out, and if you change it again, won't you lose your prestige?

Of course Qu Caiying didn't want to be slapped in the face.

Chao Muyun: "You said suicide, the boat and the white flowers are all prepared by him for himself?"

"Naturally!" Qu Caiying said loudly, "Which person who wants to die doesn't want to save himself some dignity at the end and prepare everything? This old man is obviously old and weak. He feels that he has lived enough and doesn't want to drag his children down. To die from poison is what he wants!"

Chao Muyun pointed to the clothes and shoes of the dead body: "He has prepared so much for himself, why don't he change into clean clothes and wear a pair of new shoes, can't the poor afford them?"

Qu Caiying was taken aback.

Generally, people who plan to commit suicide will indeed prepare for the funeral, change into good clothes, clean up, and walk decently. This is almost the choice of most of these people. Why does this old man prepare his boat and shower , but forgot to change into a good dress?poverty?Impossible, as far as the old clothes and shoes on his body are visible to the naked eye, the materials and workmanship are not cheap.

"This... Maybe it's too late?"

"I didn't have time to change my clothes, so I had time to prepare a new veil to cover my face? Why didn't he find a body drape for himself?"

Qu Caiying followed Chao Muyun's finger and saw the Fang Supa, although it was thin and thin, there was no crease, it was obviously new and not cheap.

Chao Muyun's expression was indifferent: "If Jing Zhaoyin can't even see these abnormalities, why not just hand over the case to Dali Temple, and avoid being punished for mistakes."

Qu Caiying naturally didn't do it: "You are just a master bookkeeper, how could you have the guts to talk to me like that—"

"What's wrong with the master, the master eats your rice and spends your money?"

The crowd brushed aside in the distance, and a person came over, it was Li Huai, who was also the director, and his steps and eyes were full of anger.

Looking at Qu Caiying again, her chin is raised higher, her eyes are narrowed deeper, and she has more fighting spirit than before.

Chao Muyun immediately understood that the two had a feud.

Qu Caiying: "Why, you used to boast that you are the only one in the nest, but now you're so crowded that you don't even have a place to stand, so you want to stand out for the newcomers?"

Li Huai: "Put your mother's shit on. No matter how bad I am, I'm still an official with a high rank. You've been licking people's dogs for so many years, and you haven't done anything like wiping your ass. Why, you were promoted. Is it?"

Qu Caiying: "A person surnamed Li dares to slander Shangguan, see if I—"

Li Huai: "Who did I slander? Who was named? If you are afraid, just say it, I don't make things difficult for you, just go to Mr. Fu Yin for handover!"

Qu Caiying: "You know fart, this case is suicide! There is no murderer!"

Li Huai: "If so, how dare you bet with me?"

Qu Caiying: "Just bet, I'll give you this corpse today at Dali Temple. If you can't solve the case within half a month, and you still commit suicide after half a day of investigation, don't take your master!"

"Yes, that's right, Dali Temple Master Chao Muyun bet with you!" Li Huai pulled Chao Muyun over, "If he can't find the murderer, he will have no face to stay in Dali Temple from now on!"

Chao Muyun: ...

Are you scolding and betting on me?

Qu Caiying was so choked that she almost choked: "Li, you are such a dog!"

Li Huai stared at Chao Muyun with dark eyes, and sneered again and again - you didn't take the case that you ran over to look at?

Chao Muyun was tricked, but he came to the same goal by different routes. His purpose was to investigate the case, but——

"What if I win?"

Qu Caiying and Li Huai looked at him together, if you win, you win, what can you do?

"I can't bet on you at will," Chao Muyun said lightly, "If I can solve the case and find the murderer within half a month, Master Qu will see my people from Dali Temple from now on, and salute politely. Master Li—"

Li Huai: "I will not interfere with your achievements."

There is internal competition in Dali Temple, you can't let others see the jokes, if you really have the ability to convince me, it's not like I can't tolerate you.

The people around were all watching, some words were not easy to say clearly, in a few words, a few people reached a tacit understanding, Qu Caiying took a last look at the scene, flung her sleeves, and left with her people, Li Huai didn't bother. Stay longer, come out in a hurry, haven't eaten lunch yet.

Chao Muyun looked at the scene again for a while, and asked the remaining officials to clear the scene and bring them back, preparing to arrange the next thing.

"Master, are we..."

Ye Wugou got on his horse: "What are you doing here, the show is over, let's go."

Mu Shi: "The old man who died seems to be Jiang Yuandong, do you want to help Mr. Chao?"

Ye Wugou: "Xiao Mumu, don't underestimate him, he can handle it."

Mu Shi nodded and looked back.

The leader of the gang seems to be very interested in this young master, but if he wants to get close, he doesn't. He doesn't want to get close. Whenever he meets, he always stays for him...

Chao Muyun returned to Dali Temple, and soon got the file of the deceased. Jiang Yuandong, 67 this year, is in good health and has no ailments. As an imperial examination examiner, his official career was not satisfactory. He has been idle for more than ten years and was slightly squeezed out by his colleagues. He was forced to resign in the past two years. It was just a little bit better, but I am not happy with it, and I often have the idea of ​​going back.

The current situation of the family is relatively simple. In the early years, there was a flood in the house. His wife, two legitimate sons and two concubine daughters all died in the fire. Only the daughter who was a guest outside at that time, and the son who had been in his ancestral home and was in poor health survived. Now there is only this son and a daughter under his knees. The son's name is Jiang Xiangyu, who is 42 years old. He is not married. He has a son under his knees. His mother is unknown.

The social relationship is a bit difficult to say, let’s say he is an official, he has been begging for bones to become an official in the past few years, and the relationship with his colleagues is not good, so he is not an official, his behavior and interests are all in this circle...

The daily whereabouts are even worse. As I get older, my temper becomes more and more bad. I don’t like to be followed by servants. I often drive people away and don’t say where I go. Recently, it’s almost Qingming, and I think of my dead wife and dead children, and my temper is even worse. , I often don’t see anyone, and yesterday I even disappeared after lunch. No one knew where I went until I informed the government this morning.

Also, the boat of the deceased was found in the water. I don’t know how long it has been floating with the waves. There is an undercurrent under the water in spring. How to estimate the location where the boat is launching is also a problem...

Officials are investigating the relevant whereabouts, but the speed is a little slow, and Chao Muyun needs more people.

As he was thinking, his fingers dropped to the side of the roster, and he saw a familiar name——

Hou Jiuhong?He is now in custody at Dali Temple?

Looking down at Muyun, he went to the file room to find the relevant files, looked at them for a while, then came out and took a pen to write on a piece of paper, which he carried with him, got up with a cup of tea, and walked slowly to the cell.

It was not difficult to find Hou Jiuhong's cell, and he smiled at Mu Yun: "Second Master, we meet again."

Hou Jiuhong covered his face, trying to shrink towards the wall——

Don't come here!

Chao Muyun warmed his hands with tea, let the other party be in vain for a long time, and then said: "I never thought that Erdang's family is so thin-skinned. If it feels embarrassing, I will clear the scene for you?"

Hou Jiuhong: ...

What is thin-skinned?Jiuye has been in the world for so many years, when did he ever lose someone?He just didn't want to see the sick man, and nothing good would happen if he saw it!

Being called Po, unable to hide anymore, he just broke the jar, Hou Jiuhong put his hands down: "Why are you here?"

Chao Muyun: "You guess?"

Hou Jiuhong looked at the official uniform on his body: "I still have to guess?"

This sick young man is really capable. He found an opportunity to sneak into Dali Temple and became an official!

While looking at the sick man, Hou Jiuhong rolled his eyes and smiled, "I said Mr. Chao, you still owe me something." He patted his chest, implying that the contract paper, " Before the creditor, do you have to express that you want to get me out?"

Chao Muyun raised his eyes slightly, seeming to have a smile: "Isn't this just right? If you are imprisoned here endlessly and you can't get out again, wouldn't I have to pay back this debt?"

"You—shameless!"

Such a dark-hearted sick man!Cooperate with what I said, and give you a chance, right?

"Oh." Chao Muyun turned and left.

Hou Jiuhong: "Don't—"

Chao Muyun paused, his face straightened: "Is there something else for the second master?"

"Then... what," Hou Jiuhong didn't have a good time in front of the sick man, and he went all out, "You are a gentleman, humble, beautiful and kind..."

"Thank you for the compliment," Chao Muyun turned around again and wanted to leave, "I know I'm outstanding."

Hou Jiuhong: "I'm useful!"

Only then did Chao Muyun stop completely, and the ink in the bottom of his eyes blurred: "What can the second leader give me?"

Hou Jiuhong gritted his teeth, and was tricked by this sick man again!If he hadn't spoken first just now, he wouldn't have lost the opportunity. The sick man must have asked him for something!

But he didn't want the other party to be wishful, so he held back for a long time, and choked out four words: "...to reduce your debt."

Chao Muyun didn't speak.

Hou Jiuhong closed his eyes: "It's useless, isn't it okay if the deed paper is made useless!"

"No," Chao Muyun shook his head, "I mean what I say, and if I owe a debt, I have to admit it."

While talking, he took out a new deed paper: "One thing is one thing. I will pay you back what I owe you. If you help me this time, you owe me too."

Hou Jiuhong: ...

Is this asking him to sign a new contract?Didn't he get locked up after that and couldn't run away anymore?Look at the details again——

"What the hell, I still have to be your porter?"

"Let you come out, I don't have to take responsibility?" Chao Muyun lowered his eyes, "You atone for your crime, I have the right to supervise you, and I am jointly and severally responsible. If you go too far, what should you do if others accuse you of taking the opportunity to escape? "

Hou Jiuhong sneered: "If I want to run away, can I be your concierge?"

Zhao Muyun shook the deed paper: "I owe you the debt, you don't want it? If I guessed right, you should have returned a sum of money by now, don't you believe me?"

Hou Jiuhong was silent.

It is true that the sick Yangzi has been given the material, because the case of Zhaoti Temple has been investigated very strictly in the capital recently, and the business of the brothers is not easy to do, but the warehouses that Liu Niangniang sold at a low price did make him earn money. One, I haven't finished cleaning it yet, but the result is already expected. This sick man really has two brushes.

Chao Muyun looked at him: "Do you still want to earn more?"

Hou Jiuhong: "Are you really not afraid of me running away?"

Chao Muyun: "If you really can let go, and you are capable, just run around and see if I can catch you back."

Hou Jiuhong knows that the sick man has this ability, this kind of calculating mind, and insight into everything, I am afraid that there will be no second one in the world.

After getting along with each other for a while, and reading the records of Heifengzhai in Dali Temple, Chao Muyun probably knows what kind of person this second leader is. He doesn't follow the rules and has done many bad things. God, but his hands have never been stained with blood, and he often commits crimes in the hands of the government. He has been in the prison cell of Jingzhaoyin Dali Temple many times, and the punishment is not serious every time.

"Sign or not?"

"Signature sign! I've never seen such a dark young master like you!"

After signing the deed paper, Hou Jiuhong came out of the prison and moved his hands and feet: "I'm suffocated to death—tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Chao Muyun led him out: "How did you get in?"

Hou Jiuhong: "You all know that I'm here, but haven't you seen your Dali Temple brochure? We knocked over several vegetable stalls and destroyed several jars of wine in wine shops."

"What I'm asking is, how did you overturn it? Why did you smash someone's wine jar?"

"Whoever is fine will not be so crazy. I took a job and passed by that street. There is a kid who has no eyes. It's fine if he can't see me. He dares to bump into other people's horses' hoofs." , the horse was shocked again, the old man didn't want to save people, but I have to protect myself, wouldn't this just overturn other people's stalls, smash other people's wine, and even drop the things the customer wanted to bring, the customer refused , I am not wronged to come in... Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Chao Muyun handed him the paper with his name on it: "Inquire about the news."

Hou Jiuhong took a look: "Your Dali Temple has another case? Do you want to come in two? No, just for this matter, aren't your own officials enough?"

Chao Muyun Surong: "Cross-searching is more efficient. Please remember clearly. The person I am looking for this time is mature and likes rituals very much. He must not be young. You are going to be 38 or even 40 years old. Look, this person has a lot of free time and will often take care of flowers and plants. No matter how many flowers are cut, no one will suspect him. He has free working hours and a lot of space of his own. He may have a private house, and this person may be lonely. , don’t have many friends, don’t get close to others, don’t take the initiative to socialize, and have extremely secret pain...”

"No, wait, why?" Hou Jiuhong didn't understand, "Didn't you just take a look at the scene, and it was not the scene of the first crime, so you asked me to find such a person, why do you make such a distinction? Hidden pain?"

Chao Muyun nodded: "The scene of the deceased's death gave me this information. I think the murderer has a tendency to revenge. He is paying homage to the undead. This hidden pain is likely to be this. The murderer lost something very important, or very important. But this other party may hide it, if you think there are any strange points, don’t miss them all, record them all and share them with me.”

"What about free time, private house?"

"The dead man's boat is decorated with a lot of white chrysanthemums. The murderer needs to arrange these, so that no one else can see them. He doesn't have his own space, so it's inconvenient."

"Not many friends, free working hours?"

"Jiang Yuandong died at night, while the last one, Shi Zhizhi, died in the afternoon during the day. The murderer can do it, and the timeline can be arranged independently."

"Then what does it mean to like a sense of ritual?"

"The way of offering sacrifices, and the date of death. Shi Mingzhi died on the Huachao Festival, and Jiang Yuandong died on the Qingming Festival."

"Is this... a holiday?"

"No, they are all festivals related to flowers."

Close your eyes towards Muyun, appreciate the red flowers in the morning, and offer sacrifices to the dead at Qingming Festival. Flowers are indispensable in every festival.

Hou Jiuhong felt a little cold on his back, and pointed to the information on the file: "Then you said it has something to do with flowers... the son of the deceased, doesn't he just run a greenhouse?"

"So he is suspicious too."

Chao Muyun looked at Hou Jiuhong: "Tomorrow Jiang's mansion will be closed, you can wait for the opportunity, and I will go with you to see why people hate Jiang Yuandong so much."