Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

When Zhao Xiaoyin broke into the public house, the little boy's face was full of disdain, disdain for the actions of the old county magistrate of Kang County.

The wrinkled face of the old magistrate of Kang County twitched. The pig butcher was vicious. In his eyes, he was a fool. He could bear to disdain him.

The common people want to be fair, and they have to carefully review the suicides of the teacher and others, and he can understand when they break into the public house.

But now a child also ran in and directly disdained what he said domineeringly just now, which made him a little bit unbearable, even the child laughed at him, he really couldn't hold back his face.

"Come here, someone's child is lawless, broke into a county office privately, and suppressed him for me. I will educate him for his parents. What is Wang Fa!"

The petty officials were afraid of Liu Dazhu, the pig butcher, who was full of evil spirits, and confronted for a while, but they could still take down a small child casually, just to vent their anger, and to perform well in front of the leader.

They immediately obeyed the order and surrounded Zhao Xiaoyin with sticks.

Liu Dazhu and others also surrounded him, wanting to protect Zhao Xiaoyin, this is a child after all.

Unexpectedly, the child in their eyes was not afraid at all, and shouted loudly:
"father!"

The wooden sticks waving by the small officials fell towards Zhao Xiaoyin, and the men were about to stop them, when the small officials in the county turned their wrists, and the wooden sticks waved with a whistling sound, and fell heavily on the county magistrate and county lieutenant behind them, crying out all over the place .

Everyone was stunned by this strange scene, and only then did they notice that a man in plain clothes who could not conceal his refined temperament stood behind the child at some point.

"As a parent official, I don't think about the public, and I don't do anything when I encounter a case. I just want to be easy for a while. I am ashamed of your official uniform." Zhao Wujiang's brows were cold.

"Where do you come from from the countryside, I can do whatever I want to solve the case!" The old county magistrate said angrily, and in the middle of speaking, the wooden staff beside him slapped him on the old face uncontrollably, The beating made his teeth loose, his mouth and nose were bloody, and he covered his cheeks:
"Blind your dog's eyes, even the master I will hit. Ouch"

The little official's eyes were frightened, he waved the wooden stick in his hand, and slapped the old county magistrate continuously, and the sound of the board was endless.

In just one breath, the old county magistrate finally begged for mercy:
"My lord, my lord, my lord, it's not that I don't want to, it's because I'm really powerless, and I don't have more clues to solve the case
Many people have seen that Lin Shusheng and the others swallowed arsenic and then died suddenly, who can find out the clues under such circumstances.”

The county lieutenant next to him also suffered a lot of boards, and at the moment his face was full of grievances, and he chimed in:
"Yes, yes, in this case, how to investigate, and in Kang'an County, many people have died over the years, what is so strange may be that they can't think about it.
I heard that the widow Wang in the south of the county had an affair with Lin Shusheng, maybe she couldn't bear the criticism from everyone and she committed suicide by taking poison."

"Put your mother's shit on!" Liu Dazhu, the pig butcher, immediately exploded and was about to rush to the county captain.

"Originally, you can see for yourself. Over there, Shusheng Lin's body is intact. There is no pain on his face. There are no obvious injuries or hidden injuries. Many people saw him swallowing poison. He either committed suicide or committed suicide. what?"

The county lieutenant called a trickster in his heart, and looked at Zhao Wujiang with some fear. In his eyes, the weird scene just now was Zhao Wujiang's sorcery. magician.

Zhao Xiaoyin got out of the crowd when he heard the words, and ran towards the teacher's corpse parked beside him.

Although there were quite a few corpses parked there, it was easy to tell them apart. Since the teacher was highly respected, he must have good conduct. This kind of Confucianist temperament and kind person is extremely conspicuous.

Soon, Zhao Xiaoyin came to Mr. Lin's corpse, and there was no fear on his small face. He first bent slightly and bowed, and then his curious eyes began to look at it.

"Tch..." The old county magistrate glanced at him with dim eyes, and snorted dismissively.

Mr. Lin was a middle-aged man with an upright appearance, dressed in a gray shirt, and an oil-paper umbrella was placed next to the corpse.

Zhao Xiaoyin took out a small glove as thin as a cicada's wing in his bosom with his small hand.

This pair of gloves was used when investigating the scene of the case and the dead body. He brought it out from Dali Temple, and the developer of these gloves was his father Zhao Wujiang.

Following the example of later generations, Zhao Wujiang asked the Ministry of Industry to make this kind of inspection gloves, and donated them to the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple to facilitate Di Renjie and others to solve the case.

Zhao Xiaoyin caressed Mr. Lin's outer shirt with his small hand. It was a light gray outer shirt. The outer shirt was completely soaked, which made the gray a shade heavier. He picked up the oiled paper umbrella next to the corpse and found that the surface of the umbrella was dry. There is only a little water vapor, and the word "Wan'er" is engraved on the handle of the umbrella.

After confirming that this was Mr. Lin's umbrella, he thought for a while before opening his mouth slowly:
"First of all, Mr. Lin has an umbrella, but his clothes are all wet, which is very strange.

Today, from the end of noon to the beginning of the evening, it began to rain continuously, and it has not stopped until now. Mr. Lin has an umbrella, why? "

Everyone was taken aback, vaguely thinking that this was the case.

Zhao Wujiang smiled lightly, Xiao Yin often entered Dali Temple for the first time, and reviewed cases with Di Renjie, and he was already familiar with the investigation and reasoning at a young age.

Zhao Xiaoyin watched repeatedly with an oiled paper umbrella, looked at his father, and found his father's affirmative gaze, he smiled with a smile on his face:
"There must be something wrong with this matter. There are two possibilities. First, the surrounding environment does not allow umbrellas. Second, this umbrella is a treasure, and Mr. Lin is reluctant to hold it.

The second is to rule it out first, because this oil-paper umbrella has traces of use and is not brand new. Since it is taken out, how can it be possible not to use an umbrella in such heavy rain?
There is only the first one. The surrounding environment does not allow umbrellas, which caused him to hold an umbrella but not open it. "

Looking at the little boy who was shaking his head and talking with reason and evidence, the old county magistrate's dizzy old eyes narrowed even more, and his head tilted forward.

Too bad, I'm going to grow my brain. The officials scratched their heads.

"When it's raining and windy, it's useless to hold an umbrella, so I don't.

When someone coerces and refuses to hold an umbrella, don't hold it. "Zhao Xiaoyin continued, the more he thought about it, the clearer he was:

"Mr. Lin has a peaceful face, no pain, no obvious injuries, messy hair but neat clothes, no one should coerce him during his death.

So, it should be windy. "

"Ahahahaha, it took a long time to launch a big wind." The county lieutenant laughed loudly, his face was full of disdain, and the clerk next to him slapped him in the face again.

"My father and I have seen the topography of the two counties of Kang'an on the mountain. Here is a plain, Kang County is surrounded by high mountains, and the topography of An County is where the houses spread into the southwestern mountain exit.

Near the tuyere, Kang County has heavy rain and little wind, while An County has strong rain and strong wind
Mr. Lin, he should have returned from An County, and he went to An County. "

"I went to An County. What can I prove?"

"No." The old county magistrate slowly walked out of the crowd, he bent slightly, his old eyes flickered:

"The other two scholars, before committing suicide, also returned from An County not long ago."

"In this case, if we go to An County, we will definitely find more clues." Zhao Xiaoyin's eyes lit up.

Hearing the words, the old county magistrate stretched his head forward, and the light in his eyes was thin:
"Son, you are too smart, it's too dangerous to go to Hexi"

Everyone at the scene heard the words and didn't understand why, but the county lieutenant stood behind the little official, thinking of something, his head shrank, and a trace of fear began to emerge in his eyes.