The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Chapter 20 He is a knife
The room was neatly tidied, and a faded rattle was placed on the old Eight Immortals table next to the bed.

Ding Yang was hanging on the beam, with his toes pointing to the ground. He looked strangely calm. Under him, there was a square stool lying upside down. On the stool surface, you could still see the wet soil with soil. footprint.

Gu Shiwei did not put the person down, she sighed softly and looked towards the door.

Ding Yang's mother's eyes were particularly blank, and the flattering smile was fixed on her face, making her look a little dazed.

Her lips trembled slightly and her ears moved, but she didn't hear Ding Yang's familiar voice, and she began to become anxious, "Yang Zi, get up quickly! Master Gu is here to find you... Yes, Did something happen?"

Gu Shiwei was just thinking about how to answer when he heard footsteps coming from the yard.

She took a side step, walked to the door and looked outside, only to see Zhang Yan leading several soldiers from the Imperial City Division and walking in quickly.

Seeing Gu Shiwei, Zhang Yan was startled for a moment, then looked at Ding Yang's mother who was standing at the door, "Auntie, it's me, Zhang Yan. Yang Zi has official business here, do you think you can go to the kitchen to help your brother?" Let’s cook a bowl of red date soup.”

"Everyone has heard Yang Zi say this more than once. It's rare that Mr. Gu is here today. At this point, I'm afraid it won't be useless!"

Ding Yang's mother seemed to have suddenly found the backbone and nodded hurriedly.

Zhang Yan gave one of the soldiers a look and motioned for him to help Ding Yang's mother go to the kitchen, and then saluted Gu Shinwei.

Then he looked towards the room, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands tightened.

"He probably hanged himself. The details will have to be confirmed by the police."

Gu Shinwei glanced at the back of Ding Yang's mother, then turned to look at Ding Yang's body, "The face is pale and the mouth is cyanotic. Although the tongue is not protruding, this is not the case for all people who hang themselves."

"His toes were pointing to the ground and his body was very relaxed. This was the result of his determination to die. There were no signs of fighting in the house, and I didn't see any defensive scars on his body. I also saw the gaps between his fingernails. , very clean, without any skin flakes inside.”

"When Yushi Han and I arrived here, the doors and windows were closed, and the whole room was like a secret room. There was a new sword mark on the door bolt, which I just left to get in."

As Gu Shiwei spoke, his eyes fell on the bed, which was as flat as a tabletop and no one had ever laid on it.

There was a set of folded clothes on the edge of the bed, with blood stains on them.

Ding Yang didn't say anything, but he said everything.

"Did Li Sansi ask you to come?"

Zhang Yan listened to Gu Shiwei's words, glanced at Han Shiyan who was a wallflower next to him, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

"Yes. Your Excellency, you asked me to go back to the Imperial City Division last night and wait for orders. Not long after, Master Li asked each of us individually. After questioning, he asked us to go back. This morning, Ding Yang did not come."

"So I brought a few brothers over to see if he had encountered any difficulties..."

Zhang Yan's eyes turned red as he spoke. He and Ding Yang had known each other for many years and had gone on many missions together. Not to mention being life-and-death friends, they could be considered close friends.

He is not stupid. Guan Zhengqing died in Luyi Building yesterday. Li Sansi, who was responsible for internal supervision, interrogated eight of them overnight, and Ding Yang hanged himself at this stall. This is definitely a big deal. .

Zhang Yan looked at Ding Yang's body on the beam and felt uneasy.

Han Shiyan was the censor and was not on good terms with their imperial city chief.Although Gu Shiwei joined the Imperial City Division, she was a woman. Even though Zhang Chunting valued her very much now, her future was uncertain.

Under such circumstances, it is easy to say too much.It was indeed Li Sansi who asked them to come. He asked several of them to collect Ding Yang's body.

But he didn't dare to say anything. When the king of hell fought, the kid suffered disaster. Ding Yang of the Imperial City Division killed the world-famous censor Guan Zhengqing. He could almost foresee what kind of storm would be set off.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no way out, Zhang Yan would have just wanted to pack up and go back to his hometown right now!
Gu Shiwei was speechless and looked at Zhang Yan's expression seriously.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, gave Han Shiyan a look, and walked straight out of the room and into the kitchen.

The kitchen is a side room, and the walls are blackened by firewood. Mother Ding sits quietly in front of the stove, holding a fire stick and motionless. The water in the pot is already boiling, and the red dates are rolling one by one. Go.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, she quickly wiped her eyes with the corner of her clothes and turned her head, "Master Gu, something happened to Yang Zi, right..."

Gu Shiwei took a small table, sat down next to her, and said softly, "Ding Yang is a filial son. He should have made arrangements for you in advance."

Mother Ding covered her mouth and cried when she heard this.

She sobbed a few times and said with red eyes, "He said that he would go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors during the Qingming Festival. In two days, someone from the clan will come to Bianjing. He asked me to follow them back to repair the old house first, and then wait for the business at hand. After that, he quit his job and went back to his hometown with me."

"That's what you said the night we came back from Suzhou. He also gave me a wooden box and asked me to put it away."

Mother Ding stood up tremblingly as she spoke. She grabbed Gu Shiwei's hand like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, "Although many people scold the Imperial City Division for being evil, our Yang Zi is really a Good boy."

As she spoke, she walked a few steps in the kitchen, rummaged through the rice vat, found a wooden box inside, and handed it to Gu Shiwei.

Gu Shiwei held the thing in her hand, feeling her heart heavy. She opened it and saw that there wasn't much inside.There are a few Jiaozi with small denominations and a few pieces of silver, which should be Ding Yang's savings over the years.

In line with his status as a pawn in the Imperial City, he did not have much money.

In addition, there is an earring.

The earrings were made of gold wire and emerald, and looked like a willow branch.

Gu Shinwei's eyes moved and he lowered his voice, "Has Ding Yang ever said where these earrings come from?"

Mother Ding shook her head, "I haven't opened it yet. If this thing is important, sir, just take it."

Gu Shinwei hummed softly, fumbled in his sleeve pocket, took out a piece of silver, quietly put it into the wooden box, and gave it back to Mother Ding.She held the earring tightly in her hand and walked to the door with Han Shiyan.

"Let's wait until Wujiang arrives before we leave."

Han Shiyan nodded, called an idle man to go to Kaifeng Mansion to report the crime, and then stood in a corner of the courtyard with Gu Shiwei.

The yard was quiet, except for the occasional suppressed sobs of Ding Yang's mother.

Gu Shiwei felt a little upset. She turned away and looked at Han Shiyan who was standing aside. He had been silent since he came in and found out that Ding Yang was dead.

She thought and murmured softly, "We will find the real murderer of Guan Yushi."

Although Ding Yang was the perpetrator, he was just a knife in the hands of some people. What they needed to find was the person who wielded the knife.

(End of this chapter)