The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Chapter 19 A date stone

Date core?

Lu San nodded heavily, with a look of horror on his face, "Yes, it's a date stone! It hit my head directly."

"Because I will get a lot of rewards for sending requests, I was afraid that some guy would hate me and hit me on the head deliberately. I raised my head and wanted to scold that little kid! But when I looked up, there was a light and fluttering tree on the tree. The figure is shaking!"

Lu San's heart was frightened. He looked around and saw that it was broad daylight, and he felt a little more relieved.

"The little one can see it clearly. His arms are spread so wide...but there are no hands! That's obviously a ghost!"

"At that time, I was paralyzed. I was so scared that I ran back and spilled the soup in the food box! The shopkeeper looked at me and deducted my wages! That's money! Deducting money is worse than hitting a ghost. horrible!"

"The more I thought about it, the angrier it became. When I passed by it for the second time, I deliberately raised a lantern and took a closer look. But there was nothing on the tree, let alone a wild cat."

"The little one was in a hurry to deliver food, so he didn't care about it. He just regarded it as bad luck."

Gu Shiwei listened and kept nodding his head, isn't that right?
If she had to choose, she would rather be a ghost than have her salary deducted!Poverty is as scary as ghosts!
When Lu San saw Gu Shiwei's expression of approval, he felt like a horse meeting a horse with a thousand miles of horses and a great talent. He enthusiastically attracted Lu and said, "Two adults, look, it's this tree!"

Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan looked at each other, and both of them had the answer in their hearts.

There are no monsters or monsters in this world, there are just people pretending to be gods and ghosts!

If a real person can become a ghost after death, wouldn't it mean that her ghost friends had to line up from Bianjing to Suzhou when she died in a mass grave?

Gu Shiwei thought, and jumped up the tree. Sure enough, on the branch pointed by Lu San, he found the silk thread of his robe hanging on it.

She jumped down from the tree, took a few steps forward, and climbed up the Green Wing Tower like a gecko.

She stood upstairs and nodded to Han Shiyan, then jumped down, "It's Ding Yang."

"It rained all day in Bianjing yesterday. After the incident, neither the Imperial City Division nor the Kaifeng Mansion found any trace of the murderer. It stands to reason that if he broke in from outside to kill someone, he would leave wet or even muddy footprints. .”

"But we found nothing. That's why the initial assumption was that the murderer had been lurking in the small building early in the morning."

Before they discovered the forgery of Imperial City Secretary Zhang Chunting's seal, Gu Shiwei had no doubt that it was the eight people who had done it.

After all, they were here to capture Song Yu. Killing a world-famous thorn in the side like Guan Zhengqing would cause big trouble.

So before that, she had always believed that the murderer was there before Zhu Cheng and Guan Zhengqing went upstairs, so he had enough time to clean up the scene.

But later facts proved that this was not the case.

The murderers were Zhang Yan, Ding Yang and one of the three men from Tangshan.

"If he wanted to be satisfied that he would leave no muddy footprints when entering, and that his clothes would not have any suspicious blood stains when he came out, then he must have changed his clothes twice. He changed into clean clothes when he went in, changed out of the bloody clothes after the murder, and then changed back to the original ones. Clothes from the Imperial City Division.”

"In this case, there are two places that are easily overlooked."

Gu Shiwei said as he took the horse, and left Furong Tower with Han Shiyan, heading towards the entrance of Mingjing Lane.

"The first one is that the bloody clothes may have been found. The murderer is very powerful, and neither the Imperial City Division nor the Kaifeng Mansion has found him."

"The second is that during the time when he changed out of the Imperial City Secretary's robe to kill people, if the robe had not been caught by the rain, then when the eight people returned to me together, he would have Be the most visible one.”

They were lurking in the night rain and had only been exposed to the rain for a while. The degree of dryness and wetness of their clothes was different from that of being exposed to rain all the time.

Things like clothes will become darker once they get wet. Seven of the eight dumplings are boiled. If you are the only one with fried dumplings, who wouldn't look at you?Han Shiyan listened and couldn't help but look back in the direction of Furong Building. Lu San, the shopkeeper, and the few idle men from before were all gathered together, muttering and spitting. of.

Apparently, the ghosts in the trees were about to be promoted to heaven.

He turned back speechlessly and continued, "So, when the murderer committed the murder, he hung his Imperial City Secretary's robe on a tree, so that the robe would be wet by the rain as if he had been lurking in the rain. "

"The murderer is Ding Yang, because he is the only one who is closest to the tree, and only he can do this."

Gu Shiwei got on the horse with a gloomy expression, and she sighed softly, "Not only that, you will know it when you go to his house."

Most of the pawns in the Imperial City Division, like Gu Shiwei, live in the south of the city.

The name of the alley may be Mulberry, Peach, or Chestnut. Nine times out of ten, it is because of a tree planted at the entrance of the alley. Another may be because there is a well nearby, such as an upper well or an underground well.

The reason why she found a place to live in Sangzi Lane was because she heard Zhang Yan talk to Ding Yang about it on the way from Canglang Mountain to Bianjing.

When we arrived at Ding Yang's home, the door to his courtyard was open, and a trembling old woman was standing in front of a dustpan, drying a bunch of jujubes.

When she heard the footsteps, her ears twitched and she looked towards the door.

Han Shiyan tied up his horse and took a look, his heart sank to the bottom.

The old woman had white hair and big, dull eyes. She was actually blind.

"Is there anything wrong with the guest coming to the door? My son Ding Yang came home too late yesterday. He just fell asleep and has not yet gotten up."

Gu Shiwei had a bad premonition in her heart, so she quickly walked into the courtyard and said, "Gu Shiwei, Secretary of the Imperial City, which room does Ding Yang live in?"

The old woman had obviously heard Gu Shiwei's name, and she suddenly shouted excitedly, "Yang Zi, Yang Zi, Mr. Gu is here! Are you delayed by some official business today? You were arrested at home even when you were on the peak." coming!"

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed two handfuls of red dates, and with a flattering smile, handed them over in the direction where Gu Shiwei was speaking.

"Sir, I'm going to pick up that evildoer and beat him up. Don't blame him. Eat some dates first. The dates in our hometown are very sweet. Ding Yang likes them the most. Every time he goes out, I have a bag full of tasks for him."

Han Shiyan paused as he listened, and looked at Gu Shiwei's back with a complicated expression.

So when Gu Shiwei heard the word jujube core, he thought that the murderer was Ding Yang, right?

He may have eaten the dates and put the date stones in his sleeve pocket. When he hung them on the tree, the wind blew up his robe, and the date stones fell out and hit Lu San on the head.

Seeing that Gu Shiwei didn't answer, Ding Yang's mother panicked. She ran a few steps and arrived at Ding Yang's door, banging on the door.

The room was quiet and there was no movement at all.

Han Shiyan walked towards the window, stretched out his hand and pulled, but the window did not move and was tied.

He ran to the door again, "Gu..."

The word "Gu" had just left his mouth, and before he could say anything else, he saw Gu Shiwei pull out his long sword and poke at the door, and the door opened by itself.

The room was neatly tidied, and the quilts on the bed were not opened.

Ding Yang was fully dressed and hanging on the beam, motionless. He had been dead for a long time.

(End of this chapter)