A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 19 The Restaurant Case (2)

Chapter 19 The Restaurant Case (2)

Yeats smiled awkwardly at the crowd, stepped aside and handed the recorded copy to Lu Sizhi.

Pei Jingning looked away from him, and walked slowly to the window. There were few pedestrians on the street, only the lanterns hanging in front of various shops gave off a dim light, illuminating the sleeping world.

Pei Jingning turned his head and glanced over.

Yeats: "..."

He raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the copy that Yeats had just handed over.

What does the boss want to do?
Regardless of what Master Pei wants to do, as a subordinate, he can only cooperate, so Yeats had no choice but to accept his fate and take back the copy, then walked to the boss with a nod and bow, "My lord——"

Hands up.

With his hands behind his back, Pei Jingning bent forward slightly, and asked the dead lying on the ground in a voice that only two people could hear: "Don't you want to say something?"

Yeats was taken aback for a moment, but without looking back, he met the young and promising young minister of Dali Temple.

"My... my lord, there is Lu Sizhi on the scene, and the deceased has Yan Zuo..." She, a novice who just entered the Dali Temple, couldn't do it well.

"With me, what are you afraid of." He whispered, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, like a smile.

It was said as if he was covering him.

When he thought of being able to enter Dali Temple, he had indeed gone his way.

Yeats smirked: "My lord, let's read the records first!" He raised his hand holding the notebook.

Pei Jingning's expression was calm, unmoved.

It seems that if you don't say anything today, Master Pei will not let her go.

Yeats didn't want to lose the opportunity to catch the murderer at the first scene, so he couldn't help but walk up to the deceased.

Said in a voice that only Pei Jingning could hear: "The murderer, male, in his early twenties, is about the same stature as the deceased. He has practiced martial arts, and his hole is powerful. buddy."

Pei Jingning raised his eyes: "Is he in the crowd?" He looked towards the crowd at the door.

Although they couldn't hear what the two were muttering, but the Shaoqing of Dali Temple's eyes were sharp and stern, and they looked so powerful that everyone backed away in fright, and was blocked by Teng Chong and other arresters.

Yeats paused for a while before replying, "The murderer downstairs and upstairs may not be the same person, and the one who killed downstairs may have left before Lu Sizhi sealed off the restaurant!"

"How do you know?" Pei Jingning asked.

Yeats pointed to the autopsy report made by Yan Yu and said, "The victim downstairs was half an hour ago."

"Why not the same one?" Pei Jingning asked, "Since they are killers, wouldn't it cost more money to hire two?"

Yeats was forced to meet his gaze, and said helplessly, "This is just my speculation."

"Then what about the one who didn't leave?" Pei Jingning asked, "Is it more likely to be a drinker or a restaurant guy?"

Yeats turned his head and looked at the boy who was the first to discover the victim.

Outside the door, the little guy seemed to sense something, his face turned pale, he stepped into the private room, and knelt down, "Sir, he's talking nonsense...it's all nonsense...Just now the upstairs person was killed and the light went out, and I was in front of the toilet with the adults. You can't wrong the young ones. There are old people on the small ones, and young ones on the bottom. How can we live without the young ones..."

Crying with tears and snot, so pitiful!

Pei Jingning raised his eyes, and his voice was normal: "Did you hear what we said?"

"I..." the little guy pointed at Yeats, "he... he stared at the little one, the little one... the little one was afraid..."

"Afraid?" Yeats snorted coldly, "I'm afraid I have a guilty conscience!"

Pei Jingning's good-looking sword eyebrows raised slightly invisibly, and Lu Si was about to step forward, but he secretly stopped him.

Yeats walked up to the oil lamp, "Although Lu Sizhi was the first to enter the room, he didn't light the oil lamp, it was you."

"The young one is the little one who waits in the rain room. Of course, he knows where the oil lamps in the room are better than the adults. What's wrong with that?" The little guy looked puzzled.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Yeats said, "No matter how careful you are, with so many eyes behind you, when pulling out the pre-set small wire wrapped around the wick of the oil lamp, although your small movements are so fast that people can hardly notice it, it doesn't mean that no one notices."

"What... what wire, I was cutting the wick," the boy retorted.

Yeats walked to the oil lamp stand, picked up the small scissors placed beside the oil lamp, stretched out his hand and twisted it from above, what stuck to the edge of the scissors was not burnt wick ash, but a small piece of iron wire stuck to the belly of his index finger.

Yeats raised his hand to show Pei Jingning.

Pei Jingning reached out and picked up the hair-thin and small wire, and looked up at the boy.

Yeats said: "You take advantage of the convenience of serving the private room to kill the deceased, do small tricks, close the door and go to the toilet downstairs to find someone. This process takes about half a quarter of an hour. The deceased is found downstairs, and someone is killed when the lights go out upstairs. You use this method to clear away the suspicion of murder. I am right."

The guy quibbled: "You're talking nonsense..." he turned around and fled.

The drinkers, waiters, and cooks who were watching nearby were pushed, fell down, and were injured. Detective Teng quickly led his brothers to surround him.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the boy reached out and grabbed the frightened drinker beside him, "If you get any closer, I'll kill him."

"God, Chen Siliang, are you a killer?"

"No way..." The staff in the restaurant turned pale with shock.

Pei Jingning asked the shopkeeper: "When did this person enter the restaurant and become a waiter?"

Killers have sneaked into the restaurant, and the shopkeeper has already scared one's life: "Back... back to my lord, three months ago."

A premeditated murder case.

After five years as a teacher, Chen Siliang has never missed a shot. He didn't expect to be planted in the capital, and he said with more force, "If you don't let me go, he will die."

Yeats was nervous about being a hostage, wishing he could use a hidden weapon and throw something to maim this guy.

Pei Jingning raised his hand, "Let him go."

With the hostages in his arms, Chen Siliang retreated down the second floor, walked through the lobby, and retreated towards the door.

Seeing that the murderer was about to step over the threshold of the restaurant, Yeats turned his head and looked at Pei Jingning, putting the safety of the hostages first, this young young minister of Dali Temple was quite calm.

Just as Yeats looked towards Teng Butou, outside the door where Chen Xiliang was retreating, two young men in black hid the wall and surrounded him from both sides.

Catcher Teng raised his hand, "We have already asked you to leave the door, let him go quickly."

Chen Siliang's eyes were like a wolf's vigilance. While retreating cautiously, his eyes swept over Teng Butou, Pei Jingning and others, fearing that they would make a move.

"Let him go, let him go quickly..." Teng Baotou deliberately walked forward to attract Chen Siliang's attention, and the men in black on both sides of the door seized the opportunity, one stabbed the murderer and the other rescued him.

The cooperation was seamless, there was no suspense, and the murderer was restrained.

Pei Jingning stepped out of the restaurant, "Bai Lang, take the prisoner back to Dali Temple."

Lu Si couldn't help asking, "Where's the murder weapon?" The arrestees searched the restaurant, but they still haven't found the two-finger long dagger.

(End of this chapter)

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