Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 77 homicide
Hearing this, Jing Chun nodded secretly. After all, he had learned some art theory and was able to appreciate paintings.

Jing Chun noticed the drawing paper on the painter's desk.

It was an unfinished painting, but a peacock with its tail open was added to the proud ink bamboo. The style of the painting was somewhat strange, but the inscription had already been written.

"The green bamboo enters the world, and the red bird looks back late. If you don't live in Willow Alley, how can you know the Opera House?"

After hearing this, Yan Yungan also noticed the inscription on the painting and said with a smile: "Who must this be Mr. Zishan who is mocking him again? This is Mr. Zishan's usual technique."

Not far from the painting, there is still a letter of worship, which Jing Chun didn't want to read at first, but it is just the name left on the letter - Jing Daizhao.

This greeting note was indeed an invitation from Mr. Jing Tongchang to Mr. Zishan for a boating trip on the river. The day of the invitation was the day when Mr. Zishan had an accident.

Jing Chun couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Jing Tongchang was at the scene when Mr. Zishan's accident happened?Even at the scene, why did Jing Tongchang never ask for help?

Or……

"someone is coming!"

Yan Yungan interrupted Jing Chun's thoughts and hurriedly arranged Jing Chun behind a curtain. He signaled Jing Chun not to make any sound with his hand, "Shh~"

Strangely, when Jing Chun got close to Yan Yungan, he seemed to smell some powdery smell on Yan Yungan's body, but when he smelled it carefully, it didn't seem to be there...

With a sound of "squeak", the door of the studio was opened, and Jing Chun could see the dark blue clothes from a distance.

The man just sighed heavily, didn't stay long, and then left the studio again.

After the man left, Yan Yungan took Jing Chun out, looked at the leaving figure, and said, "It's a good thing the old man didn't find him, otherwise I wouldn't have known how many lotus flowers I would have painted."

"Old man?"

"Oh, it's Mr. Chi Feng."

Jing Chun looked at the figure going away, "That is Mr. Chi Feng? Why is he here? Didn't it mean that Mr. Chi Feng and Mr. Yew Shan are not on good terms?"

"The relationship between these years is still there. Although this old man is usually upright, if he cares about love, he will be emotional. Although the two of them are noisy, the old man is still very sure of Mr. Yew's painting skills. After all, Mr. Yew's strokes are skillful and meticulous."

Yan Yungan was afraid that people would come one after another, so he didn't explain any more. After checking that the two of them didn't make any mess, he didn't let Jing Chun stay any longer, and let Jing Chun go out after greeting him.

The two of them found Zhang Ruolian along the way, and Mr. Qingbai took several students to Jingzhao Mansion without further delay.

These students were all favored by Mr. Yishu. Now that they heard that Mr. Yishu was killed, they all wanted to contribute.

When they arrived at the autopsy room of Jingzhao Mansion, they opened the white cloth and everyone identified him one by one. It turned out to be Mr. Yishu.

Although they were surprised, they had no choice but to accept it. Everyone could only suppress their inner sadness and planned to bury Mr. Yew's body properly first.

"Wait." Lu Yuzuo seemed to have discovered something, and hurriedly stopped the people who were carrying it, and approached the corpse.

Jing Chun also stepped forward to look at the corpse. There was indeed a difference between the corpse and the previous portrait. Jing Chun held the original portrait, only to find that there is a corpse spot in the middle of the forehead of the current corpse. .

Lu Yuzuo seemed to think of something again, re-examined the forehead of the corpse, and turned his attention to the head again.

After a cup of tea, Lu Wuzuo suddenly looked solemn and said: "Mr. Yishu did not die in an accident, but committed suicide."

Everyone took a deep breath.

Song Yiwen was also surprised when he asked. He didn't expect it to be a homicide.

"Mr. Zishan suffered a heavy blow to the head. Although it was not fatal, if he received such a heavy blow after falling into the water, he might have lost consciousness and drowned. As for the corpse spots on his forehead, it should be that the murder weapon hit Zishan. It was left over from Mr.'s head, and now the body is gradually drying, and the spots are gradually appearing."

At this time, Jing Chun also recalled the words discussed by some students in the dining hall today. Mr. Zishan had a very good drinker and was good at swimming. The probability of drowning after drinking was indeed very small.

Several students had already discussed, "Mr. Yeshan was killed by someone?"

"Let me just say, Mr. Yew is so good at water, how could he drown?"

Although Song Yiwen was surprised, since it was a murder case, as Jing Zhaoyin, he would not ignore anything, and he also looked at the body.

Song Yiwen noticed the clothes of the corpse from the beginning. The accessories on his body were still there, and the purse had been salvaged, and the silver coins inside were still there. In other words, this was not a murder for money.

"Does Mr. Yew make any enemies on a daily basis?"

All the students looked at each other and then glanced at Mr. Qingbai.

Mr. Qingbai could naturally see the look in the student's eyes and said calmly: "Now Mr. Jing Zhaoyin is asking. You just need to answer truthfully."

Hearing this, a student said: "I don't know if it counts, but on weekdays, Mr. Chi Feng is the only one who is not on good terms with Mr. Zishan."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Chifeng has always looked down on my husband's natural and casual style. On the day of Mr. Yewsu's accident, Mr. Chifeng had a quarrel with Mr. Yew. If Mr. Qingbai hadn't arrived in time, the two of them would have died. I’m afraid there’s already a big fight.”

"Why did the two of them argue?"

"Mr. Chifeng was dissatisfied that Mr. Yishu was always away from the boat, so he started arguing with Mr. Yishu. In the end, he said, 'It would be better if people like you weren't at our boat.'"

"We all heard it." Everyone agreed.

Mr. Qingbai saw the students arguing and said, "Although Zhishan is not in the painting boat on weekdays, he still teaches students real painting skills and has helped many students. This is what our calligraphy and painting teachers strive to ensure." His reason. As for Chi Feng, although he and Ye Shan are somewhat at odds, he will never attack Ye Shan because of such estrangement..."

"Mr. Qingbai, please stop speaking for Mr. Chifeng. Mr. Chifeng has always had a bad temper, and his suspicion is not light."

"Mr. Qingbai, we all know that you are a good person. You have always valued Huafang's reputation. No one would want something like this to happen, but Mr. Chifeng is indeed the most suspicious."

When everyone was making noise, Song Yiwen shouted loudly: "Quiet!"

Jing Zhaoyin's majesty was still effective, and everyone who was noisy just now shut their mouths.

"How can we slander him before the facts are investigated clearly? At this time, Jingzhao Mansion will investigate clearly. You will go back first. Mr. Zishan's body will be temporarily left in Jingzhao Mansion."

Mr. Qingbai looked a little solemn and said: "My lord, now that I have finished experiencing the corpse, why not let Yishu be buried as soon as possible?"

Zhang Ruolian explained, "Mr. may not know the rules of the Jingzhao Mansion. If the case is suspicious, there is no way to return the body. Even if it has been buried in the ground, the coffin must be reopened for autopsy."

Seeing this, Mr. Qingbai felt a little helpless, but he could only accept it. After saying goodbye to everyone, he could only leave with a few students first.

The autopsy room was cleared again.

Song Yiwen also quickly ordered Lu Wuzuo to re-examine the autopsy, while Jing Chun and Zhang Ruolian needed to redraw the appearance and existing injuries of the corpse. They then arranged for many people to go to the river bank to find out if anyone was there that day. A boating trip with Mr. Yew, of course, also involves an investigation of Mr. Chifeng.

(End of this chapter)