[Jian San] Zhuang Hua is happy to be a father

Ye Xingtian narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Xuan coldly, and said calmly, "The first clue. I found a little beggar in front of the inn in Jinshui Town, about ten years old, boy. He told this young master a clue— —He said that on the night that Master Wu Ji died, a mysterious person came to him and asked him to set fire to the tribute orange forest.

According to the little caller, the person who hired him to set the fire was left-handed. "

Luo Xuan bowed his waist slightly, lowered his head and stared at his feet, covering the changes in his eyes.Hearing this, he seemed a little startled, thought about it seriously, nodded solemnly and said: "Well, maybe. That Zhang Baichen was still very young when he left Jinshui Town, so I can't remember exactly, he seems to be left-handed."

Ye Xingtian wanted to laugh again.

The two sisters, Lin Shuyi, had already sneered, but they still didn't interrupt Ye Xingtian's questioning. They just looked at Luo Xuan with a vague sneer, and looked at Luo Xuan's pretentious attitude.

Luo Xuan must never have imagined that two of the three little head catchers in front of him were the daughters of Zhang Baichen whom he was slandering.

"Oh, that's it..." Ye Xingtian raised the corners of his lips meaningfully, his half smile was not a smile, his eyes looked at prey, which made Luo Xuan even more uneasy.

——The attitude of these children is wrong!This is not the way to treat a victim!

An ominous premonition arose in Luo Xuan's heart, and his footsteps kept shifting slightly alternately, revealing the anxiety in his heart.

Ye Xingtian looked at his feet, and his smile deepened, "Steward Luo, I talked to Miss Wu before, and Miss Wu told me an interesting thing - before Zhang Baichen assassinated Master Wu Ji at night, Steward Luo loyally protected the Lord, In order to save Wu Ji, your right hand was stabbed.

Steward Luo, I'm afraid you can only use your left hand now, right? ! "

Luo Xuan raised his head in astonishment, staring at Ye Xingtian who seemed to be inconceivable to his conclusion, and said angrily: "What do you mean?! Do you think I was the one who hired the little beggar to set fire?! Don't hold back at such a young age." Blood spurting people!

——Then Lin Baixuan is still left-handed! "

"Oh, I don't know if Lin Baixuan is left-handed, but I know one thing, and you must know it too."

"——Lin Baixuan's left hand was stabbed by Wu Ji, even if he is left-handed, he won't be able to use it for a short time!" Ye Xingtian suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Don't pretend to be Luo Xuan! The one who set the fire was not someone else! Killed Wu Ji It's not Lin Baixuan, the real murderer is you, Luo Xuan!"

Luo Xuan covered his chest with one hand, gasping for breath, looking as if he was almost overwhelmed with anger, "You, you, what do you mean?! Where is the evidence?! Without evidence, without evidence, you can't just wrong a good person indiscriminately! "

At this time, the location was in the mourning hall, and Luo Xuan was not the only one who was crying, they were all watching the development of the situation from the sidelines.

Maybe it's because Luo Xuan's superficial skills were too good before, maybe it's because everyone sympathized with the old man, even though Ye Xingtian was full of confidence and what he said before was well-founded, everyone still looked at him suspiciously and dissatisfied, faintly inclined Luo Xuan.

Even the brothers of the Wu family, who were eager to know the truth about their father's death, looked at Ye Xingtian with some unkind eyes.

Obviously, they trusted Steward Luo very much.

——For a loyal housekeeper, he is helpless when his master kills him, and what is more, he is accused of being the murderer. What a pain it is.

The Wu family brothers grew up in front of Butler Luo since they were young, and they have always regarded the butler as their respected and beloved elders, and it is only natural to protect him.Ye Xingtian's actions will definitely arouse their disgust and hostility.

Ye Xingtian wasn't afraid, nor panicked, slowly and politely took out a small cloth roll and opened it, revealing an embroidery needle inside.

He held the embroidery needle in front of Luo Xuan, and asked with a smile: "Butler Luo, do you recognize this thing?"

Butler Luo looked at it and said, "This, what is this? An embroidery needle? Is this your evidence?"

"That's right." Ye Xingtian smiled and raised his voice so that everyone could hear, "This is exactly an embroidery needle, but it's not an ordinary embroidery needle—it's the murder weapon that killed Master Wu Ji! When this needle was discovered, it was inserted into Wu Ji's forehead!"

Immediately, there was an uproar in the courtyard, and everyone whispered and discussed. It was hard to believe that an embroidery needle could kill someone.

Embroidery needles can indeed kill people, but those who love to do so are the few masters in the world. Compared with embroidery needles, which are too small, light and difficult to control, and have extremely weak lethality, everyone is more inclined to use darts and flying knives. Class self-defense.

And those masters who use needles are too far away from this ordinary and prosperous town and the ordinary people.

"What?! Master died from being stabbed in the forehead by a needle?" Luo Xuan was startled and said indignantly, "It must be that Lin Baixuan killed the master with a hidden weapon after he lured us away!"

Ye Xingtian sneered: "Come on, Steward Luo, if Lin Baixuan's hidden weapon can be used so superbly, he wouldn't miss his assassination before, let alone be hurt by you!"

Luo Xuan said without hesitation: "Maybe he hired someone from the Tang Sect! It's very possible!"

"You are so dark about Tangmen, do you know Tangmen? Talk nonsense and be careful to turn around and accept the Hades post!" Ye Xingtian impatiently circled him again, and interrupted directly: "—Wu Hui has been leading people to guard the yard. No suspicious person has ever approached the yard!"

"This, this..." Dou Da's cold sweat dripped from Luo Xuan's forehead, "Maybe they didn't pay attention and fell asleep at night, they often do this..."

"Impossible!" Lin Shuyi categorically denied, and sneered again and again, "People want to fall asleep, and that's the middle of the night. But as far as we know, since you came out, there has been no movement in Wu Ji's room. Is that so?" She Looking at Wu Hui, Wu Hui couldn't help but nodded, staring at Luo Xuan suspiciously, waiting eagerly for his explanation, hoping that the good housekeeper in his eyes could refute them and prove his innocence.

They desperately hope to find the murderer who killed the master and avenge the master, but they don't want the murderer to be a respected and loved housekeeper!

Everyone was looking at Luo Xuan, waiting for his rebuttal.Only Lin Shuyi's crisp voice was present:

"So the only possibility is that when you came out of the room, Wu Ji was already dead!"

"It's a bunch of nonsense! Don't wrong a good person with no proof!" Luo Xuan was cornered.

"Evidence? Didn't this young master show you the evidence?" Ye Xingtian sneered, took out the embroidery needle and held it in front of Luo Xuan's eyes, "I said before, this is not an ordinary embroidery needle."

But he didn't explain how unusual it was with embroidery needles. On the contrary, he took it back unhurriedly, and said instead: "When I was chatting with Wu Ji's daughter Wu Qing, Miss Wu Qing also told me something. .

Miss Wu Qing said, Housekeeper Luo, you borrowed an embroidery needle from her a few days ago to pick out the thorns in your hand, but...the needle was lost.

Butler Luo, can you tell me where you threw that needle? "

"This, this..." Luo Xuan was sweating coldly, before he could think of an excuse, he was interrupted by Ye Xingtian's sneer.

Ye Xingtian said: "I don't think I lost it, but stuck it on Wu Ji's forehead! Butler Luo!"

"Absurd! Absurd! Just a few casual words from a little girl identified me?! You can buy dozens of embroidery needles at the market! There is no proof! This is simply slander !” Luo Xuan shouted loudly.

Ye Xingtian looked at him with some pity, and said sympathetically: "That's right, you're right, embroidery needles are too common to prove it. But as I said, this is not an ordinary embroidery needle."

"Wu Qing's embroidery needle was specially made by Wu Ji for her. It is very special. It is half silver and half copper, half silver and half gold, which is very recognizable. And it was this embroidery needle that was borrowed by you, and then appeared in Wu Ji on the forehead."

Luo Xuan was completely paralyzed on the ground, his face was ashen...

It is self-evident what the truth is.

Wu Hui couldn't believe it and was heartbroken, "Butler Luo, did you really kill my father? Why did you do that?! Why!"

"...Why did you kill your father?" Steward Luo murmured, and suddenly burst out laughing, his expression crazy, "Hahahaha! That's right! I killed Wu Ji! Shouldn't he? Back then he He murdered the wife of his most loyal subordinate, and planned to burn their whole family to death! Now that Zhang Baichen has come back for revenge, he wants to put the crime on me again and let me bear it!

He was able to climb to the position of general all because of me and Zhang De!We have always been loyal to him, but what about him?What did he do again? !

—He deserves to die! "

"I killed people! But Wu Ji deserves to die! Why should I bear the crimes he committed! Haha, hahahaha!"

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