A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 15 015 case series (9)

In his late forties, after spending most of his life, Qin Dachuan entered the Princess Mansion for the first time.

"The little one greets the adults."

Pei Jingning looked condescendingly at the little policeman, "What's the matter?"

Qin Dachuan bowed again before replying, "Both cases were solved by Yeats."

Pei Jingning looked at Bai Lang, he shook his head, "This subordinate has not received such news."

His pupils beamed: "What's going on?"

Qin Dachuan said: "The young one knows that the two cases are very important, but Yeats refuses to report it to the adults, so the young one trembles and reports to the adults first."

"Who is the murderer?"

Qin Dachuan shook his head, "Yeats didn't say anything, the little one doesn't know."

In the study room, a needle drop could be heard for a while.

Whether it was the murder of ten Tao Yinsmiths or the death of the monk in Shansha Temple, it was extremely difficult to solve the two cases, and the person surnamed Ye found the murderer.

While contemplating, Pei Jingning suddenly stood up and strode out, "Prepare the carriage."

"Grandpa, where are you going?"

Pei Jingning paused.

Back home, Yeats compared the fingerprints and took a pen to sort out the case.

A silversmith... a monk... two seemingly unrelated cases turned into one case, and the victim of the latter case was the murderer of the former case. Why did they collide?
Handkerchiefs handed over, monks...religion...silversmiths...Yeats Shuli speculated about all the possibilities between them, unknowingly until late at night.

Just about to wash up and go to bed, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Who will it be at this time?

Yeats guessed that it was Teng who caught the head. Could it be that the little lady realized something was wrong and ran away?She hurried out of the room to open the courtyard door.

Ye Lan and Su Liuyun also heard the knock on the door, and they put on their clothes and came out worried.

Yeats smiled and said to them, "Don't worry, it's Catcher Teng, you have to get up early tomorrow, go to bed quickly."

Yeats was doing things, and the two were always at ease, so they closed the door and fell asleep.

Yeats went to open the courtyard door.

Standing at the door, Pei Jingning was tall and tall, wearing a crimson official uniform, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, standing with hands behind his back, eyebrows like black ink, and temples cut like knives.

"My lord?" Really surprised.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the insects are singing and the dew is deep.

Yeats was a little puzzled, why didn't anyone say anything?In the middle of the night, she couldn't help raising her eyes, just about to ask the boss what's the matter, when she spotted Qin Dachuan, Teng Butou and others behind Pei Jingning.

Oh, she understands, Master Pei is in a hurry to hear the case.

Pei Jingning said, "Have the murderers been found in both cases?"

Yeats cupped his hands, "Yes, my lord."

It's actually true.

Bai Lang and the others were all taken aback, they all stared at Yeats, the Holy Majesty asked that the case be solved within ten days, it was already very urgent, but they didn't expect this guy to actually solve the case within ten days.

And there are two cases.

Pei Jingning couldn't help but asked, "The one who killed ten members of the Tao family was..."

"My lord, it's Sha Kong, the abbot of Shansha Temple."

"How do you know it's him?"

Yeats was going to present the evidence tomorrow, since the elder brother wanted to see it today, of course he gave it to him, "My lord, please come with the younger one—"

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple walked into an ordinary house with his hands behind his back, and it was only a few steps from the gate of the courtyard to Yeats' desk.

In the evening wind and night, the black brocade robe with cloud patterns fell on his body, outlining his thin and powerful waist, and matching his stern face, adding a bit of elegance and elegance.

Even if the hair falls casually behind the head, it still looks good.

Under the dim light, Yeats secretly glanced at your young master. Even though he couldn't see clearly at night, this man was still very good-looking.

What kind of eyes does this guy have? If he hadn't heard that the two cases were solved in his hands, Bai Lang would have punched him blind, holding back his breath and coughing.

Seeing that the beauty was caught, Yeats gave a guilty smile and led her to the desk. Yeats put on homemade gloves, took out the murder weapon, a kitchen knife from the leather bag, on which there were fingerprints locked with toner and grease, and put the fingerprints of the dead monk together.

"My lord, please see—" In front of the oil lamp, Yeats was thin and frail, holding the evidence.

Pei Jingning's eyes fell on Yeats' face, with a satisfied and flattering smile.

Before he frowned, Yeats raised his hand again, motioning him to look at the evidence.

Pei Jingning bent down and lowered his head, approaching the oil lamp.

There are clear black fingerprints on the handle of the kitchen knife, and then look at the inkpad fingerprints on the other side of the paper.

The two approached unconsciously, and in the dark of night, the shadows on the wall overlapped.

Look carefully, the fingerprint pattern on the kitchen knife is indeed the same as the handprint on the paper.

"The handprints on the paper belonged to the deceased who was placed in Yizhuang—Abbot Shakong?"

"Yes, my lord." Yeats showed confidence in his eyes.

The night was dark and the oil lamp was dim, Pei Jingning's eyes were as calm as water, full of inquiry.

A person will carry a unique fingerprint as soon as he is born, and it will remain unchanged throughout his life. It is not uncommon for fingerprints to be used as evidence in investigations. He was just curious: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​using graphite to make invisible fingerprints on kitchen knives visible?"

At this time, the investigation is to show the fingerprints and compare them with the fingerprints of the suspects. If there are no fingerprints on the scene or on the murder weapon, it will be difficult to track down the murderer.

"This... the handle of the kitchen knife is made of wood, the color is white, and the ink is black. Compare white and black... so you can see it." Yeats ignored the thoughtful observation of the man across from him, and secretly hoped that he would quickly let go of this problem.

As if aware of her small thoughts, Pei Jingning slightly curled his lips, "Why would a monk on a mountain kill a silversmith in the city?"

This is asking about the motive of committing the crime, Yeats raised his eyes, "Return to your lord, Sha Zhuji is practicing Tantra."

"Isn't it Buddhism?"

Ever since he learned that there are eight sects of Buddhism, Yeats wondered what is the difference between all of them?People like to travel to Tibet, where Buddhism is prevalent, and Yeats once specifically learned that its sect is Tantra.

Tantrism differs from other sects in many ways, one of which is the double cultivation that is often mentioned in film and television dramas. True Buddhism is used to save people, but once it is used by evil people, the consequences are unimaginable.

"It's Buddhism." Yeats said, "It's just that it allows believers to practice both."

Pei Shaoqing's eyes moved slightly, "Who does he double cultivate with?"

"My lord, there is Tao An's... Xue Qiaoniang and others..."

Pei Shaoqing was silent, thinking about what he said.

"Shuangxiu wants to kill ten people?"

"Returning to my lord, maybe Tao Silversmith found out that his wife and monk Shuangxiu became angry and wanted to kill the monk, but the monk killed him instead; maybe another woman used the monk to kill the Tao family. As for what kind of enmity this woman had with the Tao family, and why she let a presiding monk go on a killing spree, I haven't found out yet, but it is certain that the monk killed ten members of the Tao family."

The motive analysis is unclear, so Pei Jingning didn't struggle, "The other woman is Xue Qiaoniang who was arrested by Teng Butou?"

"Yes, my lord."

Pei Jingning's eyebrows were long and narrow, revealing the coldness of a superior.

After Yeats replied, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. Cong Rong, who was quick to reason about the case just now, quickly calmed down. He was thin and docile like a little white rabbit who didn't understand the dangers of the world, but this little white rabbit who seemed to know nothing pointed out the murderer in the two cases.

It sounds like there are a lot of ambiguities and loopholes, but Pei Jingning doesn't think so, his eyes are deep.

Inside the cell, An Lingniang looked at the woman who had just been arrested in surprise, "Are you...Qiaoniang?"

(End of this chapter)