No trace of espionage

Mao Yiming didn't follow, and several of his subordinates stood at the gate and the entrance of the hall.

Lin Chuang asked Wu Zhongcheng, "Westinghouse?"

"kitchen."

"Where's the South House?"

"The residence of the villain."

"I'm going to check."

"it is good."

Wu Zhongcheng said, and brought Lin Chuangxian to Westinghouse.

The kitchen is also very clean, the pots and stoves are spotless, there are no traces of smoke and fire on the walls, and even the firewood in the stove is neatly stacked.

It is so clean and tidy, and the items are arranged in an orderly manner. If it is said that a young man tidied it up, generally no one will believe it.

In Lin Chuang's mind, apart from professional chefs, such a careful man is really rare, unless he is a bitch.

Lin Chuang glanced back at Wu Zhongcheng, and praised: "Yes, very careful."

"The officer praised me, I like to clean up." Wu Zhongcheng smiled naively.

Lin Chuang ignored him and stepped in.

To the south of the pot are some black-glazed porcelain pots, covered with lids to prevent smoke and dust from entering.

Counting, there are six cans in total.

Lin Chuang opened them separately and checked them one by one.

From north to south, the first five jars contain oil, soy sauce, vinegar, salt, and aniseed ingredients, and the last jar contains either alkaline noodles or soda.

Lin Chuang understood the uses and differences of alkaline flour and soda.As a northerner, pasta is a must.When kneading the noodles, add a little alkaline noodles, which will neutralize the acidity of the noodles and also have a whitening effect.

However, soda is a leavening agent. If you mix it with the noodles, the steamed buns or steamed buns will be very soft.

Wu Zhizhong is from the north, and northerners love pasta. It is not surprising that these two things appear in his kitchen.If he is a southerner who mainly eats rice, it would be wrong if these two things appear in the kitchen.

To the south of the stove is a brick platform, on which there is a chopping board and a washbasin. Next to the washbasin are half a bag of white flour and two empty noodle pockets.

"Alkaline noodles or soda?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Alkaline noodles." Wu Zhongcheng replied.

Lin Chuang saw that there seemed to be a strange color flashing in his eyes, his heart moved, he stretched out his finger, dipped it into the jar, and tasted it on the tip of his tongue.

It seems to be alkaline noodles, and it seems to be soda.

Lin Chuang really didn't know the difference.

Lin Chuang recalled the feeling when he ate the soda noodles in the steamed buns in his previous life. The ones in the jar in front of him didn't look like soda noodles.

In fact, if you don't experiment with these two things and just rely on your taste buds to distinguish them, most people really can't tell them apart.

Lin Chuang was not sure, and he couldn't imagine the necessity of Wu Zhongcheng's lying, so he let go of the screening of alkali noodles and soda.

Turning around, there is a pack of matches wrapped in gray paper on the east window sill. The pack has been opened, and I don't know how many boxes are left in it. There are six or seven boxes left by visual inspection.

There is also a waist-high jar at the root of the east wall.

This kind of jar is usually used to pickle pickles in Lin Chuang's hometown. When Lin Chuang opened the gauze-wrapped lid, a pungent sour smell almost stumped Lin Chuang.

Damn, are Shanxi people so jealous? !Why make such a big jar of vinegar?

Lin Chuang quickly closed the lid tightly, took a step back, covered his mouth and nose and coughed: "Cough..."

"I'm sorry, sir, please come out." Wu Zhongcheng apologized, and made a gesture of invitation while speaking.

Just as Lin Chuang wanted to go out, he suddenly found a small pile of garbage in front of the stove, and there were several matchsticks in the garbage.Lin Chuang walked over, pulled the matchstick away with his hands, looked at it, then clapped his hands, glanced at Wu Zhongcheng, and exited the kitchen.

Lin Chuang stood in the yard and pondered for a while, walked to the bottom of the east wall, picked up a sickle and looked at it, then pulled the bamboo to look at the ground, then stood up and walked into the hall.

Li Shiqun had a stern face, Wu Zhizhong had a flattering smile, and Hu Fengzhi sat beside him quietly without saying a word.

Lin Chuang and Liu Ermeng came in, Wu Zhizhong quickly stood up politely, and glanced at Wu Zhongcheng who followed them to the door and waited on him.

Li Shiqun also glanced at Lin Chuang, who slightly shook his head.

"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry to bother you. Let me go." Li Shiqun said, standing up to leave.

Lin Chuang waved his hand at him, and looked at Wu Zhizhong: "Mr. Wu, can I have a look at your sword?"

"Oh?" Wu Zhizhong was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood: "Of course, of course."

As he spoke, he took down the sword from the wall with his own hands, and handed it to Lin Chuang: "Wu was just playing around, trying to strengthen his body."

Lin Chuang took it and weighed it in his hand. It was very light. When he pulled it out, he found that it was made of wood.

Lin Chuang looked at Li Shiqun in disappointment, stroked the "sword blade" and asked Wu Zhizhong, "Peachwood?"

"Yes, Mr. Wu has no strength to restrain a chicken, so he can't wield a real sword. The so-called practice of sword by Mr. Wu is actually making gestures twice, just to make fun of it." Wu Zhizhong said.

Lin Chuang returned the wooden sword to its sheath and hung it on his waist twice. Seeing that there was no hook on the hilt, he glanced at Wu Zhizhong and asked, "Can't it be hung on the waist?"

Wu Zhizhong lost the smile on his face, and replied: "No. No need, no need, just play in the yard."

Lin Chuang's eyes turned cold, and he said: "Hmph, Mr. Wu, I'm afraid there is another purpose for this sword?"

"This..." Wu Zhizhong was taken aback.

Lin Chuang handed the sword to him, turned around and left.

Li Shiqun and others followed Lin Chuang out.

Wu Zhizhong and Hu Fengzhi were taken aback by Lin Chuang's move.Hu Fengzhi thought to himself: "Who is this Director Lin? Why does it seem that he is in charge and Li Shiqun is in charge? Wasn't that the case just now?"

Back in Courtyard No. 3, Li Shiqun asked Lin Chuang with a sullen face, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Chuang raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Li Shiqun said: "Peach wood sword."

"I feel suspicious on him. He put the mahogany sword there on purpose. He probably wanted others to know that he can't wield the iron sword. In addition, the mahogany sword has the meaning of exorcising ghosts, so he didn't say it on purpose. I don’t know if I’m worried that you, Deputy Director Li, may misunderstand.”

"Oh? Did you find out?"

"The ladder in his house is also full of dust, so it should not have been touched. In addition, no murder weapon or the like was found.

However, Wu Zhongcheng made me doubtful.

Why did Wu Zhizhong use male servants instead of maids?There is a young female relative in the family, and a strong and strong man enters the house, which is hard to say. At the same time, you said that Wu Zhizhong is a person with serious feudal thoughts. Why would he do this?According to what Wu Zhongcheng said, he is a nephew from Wu Zhizhong's hometown, and Wu Miaoyun and Wu Miaoyun are considered brothers and sisters in the countryside, so that doesn't conform to the feudal ethics? "

"so……."

"So, I became suspicious. After seeing the sword, I wondered if the wounds on Tian Chuncai and the others' corpses were caused by the sword blade? If it was caused by the sword blade, it can be explained, because the blade is wide and thick. .”

"You mean, there might be another sword hidden in his house?"

"possible."

"Then, don't you search carefully?"

When Lin Chuang heard this, he said angrily: "Okay, since you said so, I'll go back right away, turn the Wu family upside down, and turn him upside down."

After all, turn around and leave.

Lin Chuang knew that Li Shiqun would definitely stop him from doing so.

really.

"slow!"

Just as Lin Chuang walked to the door, Li Shiqun stopped him.