The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Chapter 332 The Perfect Murderer
"Of course, I prefer the second one."

Gu Shiwei said with certainty.

"Yuan Huo is the deputy chief inspector in front of the palace. He is responsible for the security of the palace on weekdays. He is good at martial arts, at least much better than the ordinary government servants in Kaifeng Mansion."

"According to the confession of the coachman of the Duke of Lu, when he saw Yuan Huo, Yuan Huo was wearing casual clothes."

"After the rebellion yesterday, Yuan Huo escorted the King of Qi out of prison in official robes. Regardless of whether he changed into civilian clothes at night to kill people or did other things. How could someone change his clothes to hide his identity, but still be so big? Are you hanging the badge of the Palace Chief on your waist?"

"It happened to be such a coincidence that it happened to fall at the scene of the murder and was picked up by you?"

Wu Jiang's expression became solemn, "I didn't understand it before, but I understand it this time."

"When we go to war to be spies, we won't take off our armor and wear the clothes of the Northern Dynasty people, but also carry Dayong's token with us, as if we are afraid that the other party will not know that we are spies."

Gu Shiwei clapped his palms and said, "That's exactly it."

Wu Jiang thought seriously, and for a rare moment he became wise, "But if Yuan Huo was wronged, according to the relatives who took care of him, there was a spy in Kaifeng Mansion, and someone knew about last night's mission deployment in advance. Then we should go to Kaifeng now. You should ask my uncle..."

Wu Jiang thought, and his expression suddenly changed.

"I asked, could it be that the new man behind the scenes you are talking about is my uncle?"

"After all, when it comes to arrangements, who knows better than him! If it's my uncle, then should I kill the family for justice? Or should I go far away?"

Gu Shiwei listened and rolled his eyes at Wu Jiang.

What evil did Wang Yihe do in his previous life to end up with such a good nephew like you!

Several people did not delve further into this topic because they had already arrived at Mirror Alley.

The eyes of Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan met in the air. For some reason, she always felt that Han Shiyan today seemed to be extraordinarily different from usual. He is also very aggressive on weekdays, but that aggression is usually directed at his enemies.

But today's step-by-step approach has locked her.

Gu Shiwei controlled her hand that wanted to draw the sword. The last person who gave her this feeling had already been chopped down by her.

The carriage stopped in front of the Chunxiu Building. In front of the embroidery building was a colorful shed, with colorful silks and satins tied into clusters of flowers, crowding people's eyes.

Mingjing Alley is a straight, wide alley. The entire alley is filled with various shops and there are no residential buildings.

As soon as Gu Shiwei landed, she felt a line of sight coming from the upper left. She looked back and saw a man standing on the second floor of the small building next to the embroidery building, leaning on the railing and looking towards her.

The man was wearing a green dress with a pair of Emei thorns on his waist. He was Ma Hongying whom he had seen before.

Next to her stood a very heroic-looking lady, with a golden hairpin in her head. The hairpin looked very familiar, exactly the same as the thorns on Mrs. Wang Yushi's flag.

Gu Shinwei turned his eyes to look at the plaque hanging on the small building, and the four characters "Xinya Martial Arts School" came into view.

She nodded slightly at the two people upstairs, but she saw that almost instantly only Madam was left alone.

The lady waved her hand at Gu Shinwei, her face full of high spirits.

With her around, the heroine Ma Hongying looks much more immature.

Gu Shiwei thought, this should be the golden thigh in her dream... Bah, this should be Mrs. Wang Yushi, the richest God of Wealth in Dayong. "That's Mrs. Wang Yushi." Han Shiyan's voice rang in his ears, confirming Gu Shiwei's guess.

Gu Shiwei turned around when he heard the words, and as expected, he saw Wu Jiang, the last one to get off the carriage. He was wrapped tightly by Dr. Yan, as if he was walking out for a walk in a white shroud. As soon as he came out, he attracted everyone. human sight.

It seems that there are really a lot of things going on between Ma Hongying and Wu Jiang, and they are avoiding it.

Gu Shiwei was thinking about it, but without saying that he had just seen Ma Hongying, he just walked straight towards Chunxiu Tower where Qiu Niang was before.

As soon as he entered the door, a faint and pleasant fragrance of flowers rushed towards him, and a woman wearing a begonia red bronzing embroidered skirt and blouse walked over quickly.

She looks to be about 26 or 27 years old, has an oval face, and looks very approachable.

"Three adults, my name is Po Xi, and he is the big shopkeeper of Chunxiu Tower. Are you here for Qiuniang's case? Last night was the fifth day. I heard that someone was killed again, and the dead one was still Zheng Dong, the official of Kaifeng Prefecture?”

This woman acted swiftly and spoke fluent Mandarin, which made her look unusual.

Seeing Gu Shiwei looking at her curiously, she seemed to have thought of something and explained, "There are many embroiderers at home in Bianjing City who come to us to get work, and one of them is from the same family as the shoe weaver. Listen to him."

Gu Shinwei nodded, "Does Qiuniang know the girl Lu Yi from Furong Lane across the street?"

The big shopkeeper obviously didn't expect Gu Shiwei to ask this, she paused for a while, then nodded again: "I thought you would ask Qiuniang if she knew Zheng Dong, and I also wanted to say that the two of them really knew each other. When little sister Zheng Dong got married, Zheng Dong specially came to Qiuniang to embroider the hijab."

"They have known each other before. I heard that Zheng Dong helped Qiuniang when she came to Bianjing."

"Of course she knows Miss Luyi. Qiuniang is the most powerful Su embroiderer here. She used to embroider clothes for the girls in Suzhou Jiaofang Division. Later, our boss saw her superb skills and moved her to a lowly position. ”

"She just came to our Chunxiu Building. She also has a younger brother to take care of, otherwise she wouldn't have to go back in the middle of the night and end up in trouble..."

"Qiuniang and Miss Luyi have known each other for a long time, but for some reason, Miss Luyi doesn't like her very much and never wants Qiuniang to do work for her."

When Wu Jiang heard this, his eyes widened in surprise. He jumped, pointed at Gu Shiwei, and then at Han Shiyan, "It's connected!"

He shouted, but he saw that Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan both had indifferent expressions, as if all this had been expected by them.

An idea struck him, with a look of disbelief on his face, "You knew this a long time ago, so why did you come directly to Mirror Lane? Are you still human?"

You must know that just before meeting them at Yuan's house today, Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan knew nothing about this case!
Gu Shiwei raised his eyebrows. They had not had time to answer Wu Jiang's question before.

Why come to Mirror Lane?

The reason for coming to Mirror Lane was to investigate whether there was any special connection between the three deceased people. The connection between them was the murderer's motive.

And if the person behind the scenes wanted to take advantage of Yuan Huo and turn him into a serial murderer, he would naturally have to fill in the missing link and give Yuan Huo the motive to kill.

After the first two murders, it was impossible that the experienced Wang Yihe had not sent someone to investigate the relationship between the two deceased people.

Obviously, the first two times were preparations for Yuan Huo's third entry, so the Kaifeng Mansion gained nothing.

The third time was for Yuan Huo to become the perfect murderer, so when they came to investigate, they must have easily obtained it, and there was a mountain of ironclad evidence delivered to their door.

Wu Jiang scratched his head and was sure in his heart that he and the two people in front of him definitely had different brains.

He thought for a while and couldn't help but ask his suspicions, "But why didn't Zheng Dong say before that he knew Qiuniang before?"