A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 18 The Restaurant Case (1)

There are six branches in Dali Temple, and Yeats is divided into the Gyeonggi area. There is another person who entered Dali Temple with him, that is the young man he saw at the stairs of the book shop.

Teng Chong whispered to him: "He is the son of the Prince of Shunyang County——Zhao Bai, and he came to Dali Temple to serve as Si Zhi, probably just to take up a position."

Take a job?
"The grace of the royal family."

Yeats understood.

The other party's demeanor was chic and his smile was gentle, Yeats had no choice but to return the salute, "Master Zhao, you are polite."

"We will be colleagues in the future, please Pingshi Ye not to be so polite."

You are a member of the royal family, how dare I be polite?She didn't think her life was too long, of course, Yeats could only think about it mentally, and on the surface she agreed very politely, "Master Zhao said so."

Sure enough, as Teng Chong said, Zhao Bai came to Dali Temple and ordered Mao for three days, but on the fourth day there was no one there.

With Teng Chong as an acquaintance, Yeats went smoothly in Dali Temple, and quickly became familiar with the routine procedures.

A few days later, Zhao Bai didn't come because a newcomer joined the dinner party in Jingbu. Yeats was afraid that she might be persuaded to drink too much because of a woman disguised as a man, but everyone didn't drink much.

At the beginning of Sishi, a group of people came out of the restaurant, and before they left the lobby, they heard screams from the lobby, "Dead..."

"There are dead people..."

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Scared, curious... Crowded, pushed and chaotic, the highest official who came to the dinner - Lu Sizhi waved, "Let's go and have a look."

Teng Butou immediately took out the token of Dali Temple, "Get out of the way, the Beijing Department of Dali Temple handles the case, and the Beijing Department of Dali Temple handles the case..."

Is this why everyone doesn't drink too much?Dali Temple civil servants are really different from other places.

Lu Sizhi walked through the chaotic lobby, and said to his subordinates, "Teng Butou, quickly control the crowd. From now on, no one is allowed to enter the restaurant at will. Yan Yuzuo quickly follow me."

The crime took place in a medium-sized restaurant with two floors. The crime scene was on the alley next to the latrine. The scene was bloody. The deceased was a man in his early twenties, wearing an indigo round-neck brocade robe, with multiple fatal stab wounds on his chest.

Lu Sizhi and Yan Wuzuo inspected the scene of the criminal and the deceased. Yeats remained calm, while checking the surrounding environment, while gently approaching Yan Wuzuo to watch him inspect the wounds of the deceased.

"The deceased smelled heavily of alcohol. Judging from the degree of blood condensation, this person had died less than half an hour ago. Judging from the scars on the knife edge and the shape of the depth, it was suspected to be a two-fingered long-pointed single-edged dagger."

"Catcher Teng, catcher Zhang, look for the murder weapon."

"Yes, my lord."

"Who discovered the victim first?"

The waiter in the restaurant took a step forward tremblingly, "Return...Return to my lord, it's a small one."

"Did you see the perpetrator?"

"Returning to the adults, the little ones screamed in fright when they saw it, and didn't even pay attention to whether there was anyone around."

Yeats took a closer look at the latrine and its surroundings. The latrine was not big, but very elegant. In order to hide the stench of pickling in the latrine, fragrant flowers and plants were planted on the side of the path, and a small bamboo forest was planted around it, which was very elegant.

The victim stood upright on the path, without harming the flowers and plants on the side of the path, and there was no trace of trampling on it. Yeats raised his head, the moon was in the sky, it was almost June, and the dew was heavy.

Faint footprints were left on the path. Yeats lowered his head, passed the footprints of the investigators, and looked at the feet of the deceased.

The staff of the restaurant were all gathered by Lu Sizhi to ask, "Does the shopkeeper know this person?"

The shopkeeper was so frightened that his hands and feet trembled, and when he heard the question, he quickly shook his head, "Little... I don't know you."

Lu Sizhi asked the waiter again, "Who has seen it? Is he a treat, or is he here for dinner?"

A guy remembered it and said, "Go back to your lord, it seems to be listening to guests in the rain room on the second floor."

Just when people subconsciously looked towards the second floor, the second floor was suddenly dark in the rain room, and the lights in the room went out.

"Not good!" Zhao Si straightened his sword and ran straight to the second floor.

When the lights in the listening room were turned on again, there was a dead body of a man lying in the room. He was also in his 20s, slightly fat, wearing a bamboo green shirt, his chest was cut open, and his heart was pulled out.

Lu Si didn't dare to be careless, "Who served this room?"

The little man who found the deceased in the toilet walked forward again tremblingly, "Yes...it's a small one..." He was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, "My lord, it's none of the villain's business, and the villain doesn't know either!"

"The deceased in the latrine shared a private room with this person?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Is there anyone else besides the two of them?"

"Master, these two are the only ones in the private room."

As a result, one died in the toilet downstairs and the other died in the private room upstairs.

Yan Yuzuo hurried forward to conduct an autopsy: "The modus operandi is similar to that downstairs, and the murder weapon is also similar. The difference is that the heart of the deceased was dug out." He moved closer and counted carefully, "Five stabs."

"Are they the same shade?"

"Almost." After Yan Wuzuo replied, he realized that his voice was wrong, and turned his head.

Yeats smiled embarrassingly, and raised his hands together: "I will record for the adults."

The heart was pulled out, the scene was too bloody, except for Lu Sizhi and a few people in the room, the rest of the people hid at the door and didn't even dare to look around.Unexpectedly, the new judge had such courage, Yan Yuzuo admired it in his heart, and continued to inspect the wounds of the deceased without a change of expression.

Lu Sizhi checked the deceased from the window, "There are no footprints around the deceased."

Yeats followed Lu Sizhi's gaze and saw that the deceased had been stabbed multiple times, so there must have been a lot of blood spattered, but there were no scratches on the ground, just like the situation in front of the toilet.

Killing people from afar?This kind is only available in fantasy dramas, and in places like restaurants where people come and go, it is unlikely to use long weapons, it can only be the two-fingered long dagger mentioned by Yan Yuzuo.

Those blank places where no blood was splashed must be where the murderer was. What did the murderer put under his feet?She was thinking about this question just now on the toilet path.

doormat?Yeats noticed that the mat at the door was still there, could it be the mat at the door of other private rooms?Would the murderer do this kind of stealthy thing?Or it was premeditated long ago to put an extra cushion in the room?
When Master Pei arrived, Yeats didn't notice at all. Once a case came into her eyes, she was as if possessed by an evil spirit. The scene was treated like a magnifying glass, and every detail thinner than a hair would be replayed in her mind repeatedly until she caught the breath of the murderer.

"Yeats...Yeats..."

Yeats stood at the window, facing the street, and turned his head when he heard someone calling him.

At some point, Pei Jingning stood at the door, suddenly woke up, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Yeats has seen you."

The bloody scene was eerily silent, and Yeats was belatedly aware of it, and looked at the crowd. Everyone inside and outside the door was staring at her.

Is the scene over?Yeats suddenly realized that this is not modern times, and there is no colleague who is familiar with her waiting for her to sort out the murderer's crime.

(End of this chapter)