fast and ferocious

Chapter 71

Several people arrived at the government office first, but the yamen servant said that no one had come, and they returned to the post house. Several shop owners were sitting in the hall on the first floor tremblingly. Lin Huai and Guo Yi were talking to them.

There was a window facing the street in the hall. Seeing Qin Wubing dismounted, Lin Huai rushed out to greet him. He first bowed his hands to Chen Tuiguan, and then said to Qin Wubing, "I asked, there is nothing suspicious!"

Qin Wubing raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, at this time Guo Yi also came out, and said firmly: "This case should have nothing to do with them."

Qin Wubing rubbed his face and asked: "Come on, two brothers, tell me what you asked?"

Lin Huai snorted coldly and said:

"You think we won't? Naturally, ask them if they have any enemies, whether they have been to the mountain behind Tiantai Temple, and how many cars are needed to deliver goods. You don't have to look at me like that. Who wouldn't know how to judge? How could we be easily deceived? Besides," Lin Huai said in a low voice suddenly, "We believe that this case has nothing to do with them, not just based on their words, but that the person who sent the firewood... died! The body is on the way, should also Coming."

Qin Wubing's eyes were wide open, and he opened his mouth in a daze for a long time. Chen Tuiguan next to him asked who the person who sent the firewood was. After Lin Huai explained, Qin Wubing was still in a daze with his mouth open.

Guo Yi patted Qin Wubing, Qin Wubing opened his mouth and asked, "You said the corpse is on the way? Did it just die or was it dug up?"

"I don't know when he died. The prince sent someone to pass on this person, and the news was that he was dead. The prince knew that you knew how to look at the corpse, so he ordered someone to escort the corpse. Later, he got the news that he was being brought back. On the way, the man lived not far from Tiantai Temple, he seemed to be a wealthy family, and he considered sending firewood to Tiantai Temple every year as a good deed... What are you doing?"

"Ask!"

"We've already asked." Lin Huai chased after him.

"Should the corpse be transported to the government office in a while?" Qin Wubing turned to Lin Huai in front of the shop owners after entering the posthouse.

"Isn't this nonsense? Bring this and let's move out?"

"Let me know when the corpse arrives at the government office." After Qin Wubing finished speaking, he turned and sat on the chair where Lin Huai was sitting just now. From this position, everyone's faces could be seen clearly.

"Which one is delivering the food?" Qin Wubing asked with a sullen face.

An old man of medium build with a sallow complexion stood up and saluted Qin Wubing.

"Have you ever sent meat to the temple?" Qin Wubing asked sharply.

The old man let out a cry, his legs trembled and he almost sat back on the chair. Lin Huai who was next to him opened his eyes and looked at Qin Wubing in disbelief.

Chen Tuiguan gasped.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard the crisp sound of the tea cup falling to the ground in the guest room on the first floor.

Qin Wubing supported his forehead, then waved to the old man and said, "Sit aside!"

Everyone looked at Qin Wubing in confusion.

"Which one sent the pen, ink, paper and inkstone?" Qin Wubing didn't care to answer, and asked again.

A fat middle-aged man hurriedly got up and saluted.

"How often do you deliver?"

"One month."

"Are there any exceptions? For example, one time it took two months to deliver, or one time someone notified you to deliver it within a few days?"

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "I don't use much pen and ink in the temple. Every time I give it away, there is a surplus from the previous one. But it's enough for urgent needs. I don't have the impression that I don't dare to send it late."

"Sit aside, too."

"Which one is sending incense candle oil?"

A middle-aged man got up quickly, and without waiting for Qin Wubing to ask a question, he took the initiative to say: "Because the temple uses a lot of joss sticks, occasionally it will be delivered in advance, not on a fixed day, but usually once a month."

"How did you know that I would ask you this question? You think you're smart!" Qin Wubing said as he walked up to this person and said, "Scents, candles, and lamp oil are all flammable, and spirits are even more likely to catch fire. The goods are loaded in separate vehicles? How many vehicles do you usually need at one time?"

The man froze.

"In addition to the smell of incense and candles, you also smell of wine. I think you don't have the guts to drink two cups before coming to the posthouse..."

Before Qin Wubing finished speaking, the door of the guest room was pushed open vigorously, the old monk came out with a livid face, and shouted: "Lao Jiu, I don't agree with Yu'er marrying him!"

Prince Xiang cheerfully followed behind, winked at Qin Wubing and said, "Let's stop here today."

Those people didn't know who was speaking, they looked at Qin Wubing pitifully.

When Qin Wubing heard the old monk say that he disagreed, he was overjoyed, but he pretended to be helpless and waved his hands. Those people felt relieved, stood up, cupped their hands and ran towards the door.

"You baby, I asked you to find out the truth, but I didn't let you find out the truth about me! How do you know that I don't leave wine and meat?" the old monk asked angrily.

"Tiantai Temple is surrounded by green trees and is in the mountains. It should smell fresh, but the smell in your temple, how should I put it, is a bit like New Year's Eve." Qin Wubing couldn't help grinning and said.

"Your nose is so good that you have a fart! Have you found out what happened in the back mountain?" The old monk asked angrily.

"Don't worry! There are some things I really haven't figured out yet, but why did I ask that the shop delivered meat and wine? When were the bones buried in the back mountain?"

"Who are you asking?!"

"The degree of decay of a dead body is related to many...reasons. I asked the monks in the temple. They were found on the fourth day of the twelfth lunar month last year. Normally, they were buried in the soil for a month. It was humid and hot. There is no meat left, and it will rot in a month if it is colder..."

Guo Yi turned around and ran out of the posthouse, vomiting "Wow".

"Then here comes the question, was the body buried in the back mountain after death, or was it buried in the back mountain after it rotted so badly that it was impossible to distinguish between men and women?" Qin Wubing seemed not to have noticed Guo Yi's actions, still analyzing seriously.

"I don't care when you are, stop playing! Stop checking!" The old monk couldn't listen at all, waved his sleeves, and he left.

Qin Wubing turned his head to look at the door, and then turned his head to look at Prince Xiang innocently.

Prince Xiang waved to him and said, "Come on, enter the room and continue."

Qin Wubing dragged Chen Tuiguan and Lin Huai into the house with the prince, Guo Yi hesitated for a long time, but did not dare to go in.

"...I suspect that there is something wrong with sending firewood, just because from the time point of view, his act of sending less firewood is the key to the monk's discovery of the bones! I just found out that this person is dead, so I can confirm that someone deliberately arranged it. Since it was deliberate If it is arranged, it is impossible to only arrange for him!"

"I asked the monk at the time, and the monk said that they usually go to the back mountain to find some bamboo shoots, mushrooms, and wild vegetables in exchange for their own food when they are tired of eating the food delivered to them. This place in Wuzhou, I think, is not too different from Jinghai, if it is really cold, it will be colder in the twelfth lunar month, if there is no rain in the previous month, it will be okay."

"I understand what you mean!" Chen Tuiguan said excitedly: "The murderer didn't kill someone and bury him directly in the back mountain, but waited for the body to rot before burying it in the back mountain!"

(End of this chapter)