People are in Zhenguan, solving crimes scientifically

Chapter 282 Another twist! Overthrow all perceptions! (asking for monthly ticket)
Upon hearing the Qianniu Guard's words, the eyes of everyone in the room suddenly lit up, and they all quickly turned their heads to look at the Qianniu Guard who came to report.

Li Tai showed no composure and stood up excitedly. His voice was as fast as a machine gun: "Who is it!? Who killed Zhang Mo, framed him, and betrayed me?"

Sun Fujia also showed a look of expectation. He didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. Only one person was selected!

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this was not surprising. After all, Lin Feng had given three screening conditions, and these three screening conditions were completely independent of each other. The only person who could do these three things at the same time was the real murderer. It's entirely possible for one person.

So in the final analysis...it's not that things went too smoothly, but that this case was investigated by Lin Feng, so it seemed like it went too smoothly.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, was still drinking tea leisurely, as if he was not surprised at all by the result of Qian Niuwei's report.

Li Tai asked, but Qian Niuwei didn't dare to delay. He quickly looked at Li Tai and said, "It's He Meng, the cook in the back kitchen."

"How fierce?"

Li Tai was stunned and said in disbelief: "It's actually him?"

Sun Fuga hurriedly looked at Li Tai and asked, "Your Highness, is there anything special about He Meng?"

Li Tai frowned and said: "We have more people in Prince Yue's Mansion and more mouths to eat, so there are also many cooks in the back kitchen. However, many cooks only cook for the servants and are not qualified to prepare food for me. Those who can prepare it for me There are only a dozen or so people serving meals, and He Meng is one of them.”

"Each of my cooks has their own specialty. Some are good at roasting chicken, some are good at mutton soup, and He Meng is good at all kinds of pastries... The pastries I ate before leaving today were made by He Meng."

"But this is not what surprises me. The reason why I am surprised by him is because he usually gives me the impression that he is the kind of person who is very honest, very dull, and only knows how to cook. So at first glance, I heard these cunning and cunning people. It’s really hard for me to believe that all the calculations were done by him.”

Listening to Li Tai's words, Sun Fuga didn't think anything was wrong.

After all, compared to being dull and honest, can anyone look more honest and dull than Wang San in Wang Jian's house?
But Wang San's real thoughts are much more cunning and clever than most people. Even now, they still don't know Wang San's true identity, so what is being honest and dull... In Sun Fujia's view, this is completely disguised Yes, so He Meng may not be the second Wang San.

"Your Highness, you mean that the citrus cake you ate before going to the East Palace was made by He Meng?" At this time, Lin Feng's voice suddenly sounded.

Li Tai nodded quickly: "That's right."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "So, the citrus juice stained on Zhang Mo's clothes is the citrus juice that He Meng accidentally got on his clothes when he was making cakes for me? And then in the sneak attack When Zhang Mo was here, he accidentally rubbed it on Zhang Mo’s clothes?”

"It should be like this." At this time, Li Zhen also returned, happened to hear Li Tai's words, and said: "I personally investigated who among the people who returned to Yue Prince's Mansion from outside in the past month brought citrus. In the end, only the kitchen needed citrus, and he asked the steward to buy them. No one else bought the citrus alone. After the steward bought the citrus, he sent it directly to the kitchen to register. The last few times he used it, His Highness wanted to eat it. The pastries are made by He Meng himself, and no one else has touched the citrus.”

"So without any loss of citrus, it is true that only He Meng used citrus, and the same is true today."

With that said, he came to Lin Feng and bowed his hands to Lin Feng: "The cook He Meng has been controlled, and the others are also temporarily controlled, and..."

He handed Lin Feng some paper and said, "This contains records of each person selected by the screening criteria. Lin Temple is asking for a review."

Listening to Li Zhen's clear explanation and looking at the very clear records on the paper, Lin Feng couldn't help but secretly nod. Li Zhen was really thoughtful and meticulous. He was very organized and knew what he needed in advance without having to give orders. What, sure enough, it is not unreasonable for Li Zhen to be personally selected by Li Shimin as Qian Niu's bodyguard.

Li Shimin indeed has a pair of discerning eyes.

He looked at the paper and looked at the names on the paper. He found the first filtering condition, that is, between the time after Li Tai left and before Qian Niuwei arrived to look for Zhang Mo, there was no one with an alibi. , a total of ten people.

But for the second filtering condition, the only person who owns citrus or has touched citrus is He Meng.

As for the third one, in the five days before Zhang Mo took Li Tai to see the big show, there were a lot of people coming in and out of Prince Yue's Mansion, more than twenty people.

Among them, there are five people who overlap in the first and third filtering conditions.

But He Meng was the only one who met all three conditions... After all, only He Meng met the second screening condition.

Therefore, even without the first and third filter conditions, He Meng can actually be found.

Lin Feng carefully read the list on the paper, nodded slightly, and said, "Li Qianniu did a great job, thank you for your hard work."

Li Zhen shook his head and said very calmly, "It's a matter of duty."

Lin Feng smiled, stood up, and said, "Now that we have found the person, let's go see him."

With that said, he walked out. When everyone saw this, they naturally had no objections and followed Lin Feng out of Zhang Mo's room.

Lin Feng asked: "Where is He Meng now?"

Li Zhen said: "He was found in his room and is still locked in his room."

"Let's go, lead the way." Lin Feng nodded.

Li Zhen pointed to the road on the left and said, "Go this way."

The group of people walked forward quickly. As they walked, Lin Feng casually asked Li Tai: "Why did your highness eat citrus cakes this morning?"

Li Tai said casually: "I like the taste of citrus very much, so I eat it basically every three days. Originally, my brother had an accident and I didn't have the heart to eat it, but I forgot to inform the chef. He Meng thought I was not the same as usual. Just the same, it was done as usual.”

So that’s it, I’m going to say that without Li Shimin seeing you, you’re too scared to sleep, so how can you still have the leisure to eat pastries... Lin Feng nodded slightly, thought for a while, and continued: “Really, only He Meng can move these tangerines?”

Li Tai nodded: "The rules in our house are similar to those in the palace. They are very strict. Just like the kitchen, the people who buy the food and the people who cook them are not the same person. The cook who cooks the food does not have direct contact with money, but the one who buys the food. It’s not up to the cook to decide what kind of food he wants to buy. The cook needs to be named on the list every day before they can buy it. In this way, they can effectively prevent them from being greedy. "

"Similarly, after the vegetables are bought, they will be transported directly from the back door to the back kitchen. After arriving in the back kitchen, the chef will count all the dishes one by one to make sure they are consistent with the type and quantity of dishes they requested, and then register them. After that, these dishes have nothing to do with the people who buy them. Only the cooks can use them. And because each of these cooks is responsible for different parts, basically the dishes they want can only be used by them, and every time they use them , will register how much has been used, how much has been lost, and how much is left, so that they can judge the normal consumption of these dishes, and when to buy them next time, and how much they need to buy.”

As he spoke, Li Tai looked at Lin Feng and said, "Among the types of dishes, citrus is a very special kind. Other people don't use citrus in cooking. Therefore, it can be confirmed that only He Meng can use citrus."

Lin Feng just asked casually, but Li Tai answered in a very detailed manner, which was much more fluent and detailed than before. Lin Feng couldn't help but said in surprise: "I didn't expect His Highness to know so clearly about these little things."

When Li Tai heard Lin Feng's praise, he couldn't help coughing a few times and looked a little embarrassed. He said: "To be honest with Lin Si, I am actually very interested in cooking. Every time I eat delicious food , I wanted to know how they were made, but when I asked the cooks, they didn't dare to teach me, and the gentlemen persuaded me to death, saying, "A gentleman is far away from the kitchen, and a prince cannot do such a lowly thing." , I can only give up these thoughts.”

Listening to Li Tai's words and looking at the light in Li Tai's eyes, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel something in his heart... He didn't expect that Li Tai was actually a kitchen enthusiast. If Li Tai didn't say this, he really wouldn't have known about it from history books. These, but as a prince, this kind of hobby is indeed not easy to be accepted in ancient times... Of course, if Li Taisheng was in the Ming Dynasty, that would not necessarily be the case. After all, the emperor can like carpentry and cultivating immortals, and the prince likes cooking. Not too weird.

While they were talking, they had already arrived at He Meng's house.

Li Zhen said: "This is it."

Lin Feng looked around and saw that He Meng's room was also a single room. However, compared to Zhang Mo's room, it was obviously located in a more remote __cpLocation and the house was older and smaller.

Although he has only been to two people's rooms so far, Lin Feng can already guess the treatment of the servants in Prince Yue's palace. The people who directly serve Li Tai have the highest status. How can he be a cook who specializes in cooking for Li Tai? , all have separate rooms to live in, while others can only live in Tongbu. Among He Meng and others, their treatment is also divided into good and bad according to their relationship with Li Tai and the importance Li Tai attaches to them.

Ru Zhang Mo, as Li Tai's personal attendant, is eloquent and can take the initiative to share Li Tai's worries, so his room is much better than that of He Meng, who Li Tai calls dull and unable to speak.

At this time, He Meng's room was surrounded by Qianniu Guards.

In the courtyard not far away, many servants of Prince Yue's Mansion have gathered here, pointing at He Meng's room. However, they are also guarded by Qianniu Guards. In terms of freedom, they are no better than He Meng. How many.

"Open the door."

Li Zhen gave instructions to the Qianniu Guard guarding the gate.

Just a creaking sound was heard, and the closed door was opened.

A figure tied to a pillar came directly into the eyes of Lin Feng and others.

He Meng's room was too small, with only one bed and a small table. Between the table and the bed was a pillar supporting the beam. He Meng was tied to the pillar, so as the door opened, Lin Feng You can see He Meng's room at a glance without even entering the door.

"Unjustly accused! Your Highness, Lin Sizheng, the villain is unjustly accused! The villain did not kill Zhang Mo at all. The villain is really unjustly accused!"

When Lin Feng saw He Meng tied to the pillar, He Meng naturally also saw Lin Feng and others standing outside the door. He quickly shouted that he was wronged and struggled hard at the same time, but the rope was tied by Qian Niuwei. How could he drive it with a struggle?

When Li Tai heard He Meng's cry of injustice, he became very angry. He walked directly into the door, looked at He Meng with cold eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "I treat you well, don't I? Not only do I give you a high enough salary, , I’ll give you a better room than the other cooks... But what about you? You killed Zhang Mo and framed me again! You, a wolf-hearted white-eyed wolf, still have the nerve to cry out for injustice!"

Li Zhen and others then approached and stared at He Meng with cold and sharp eyes.

He Meng is not thin, but not too burly either. He is seven and a half feet tall, with a square face and a simple and honest look. His clothes are stained with flour, yellow, green and other colors. He looks professional at first glance. Order chef.

At this time, his face turned pale and full of horror, and he shook his head quickly: "No, the villain did not kill Zhang Mo, let alone frame His Highness. I am really unjust."

He Meng is still complaining.

"And he said you were wronged!"

Li Tai said coldly: "Then tell me, apart from you, has anyone touched tangerines today?"

"No...no."

"Have you ever lost your oranges?"

"Yeah, no."

"Then do you know that in this month, except for your tangerine, no one has brought tangerine alone into the Prince Yue's Mansion... And Zhang Mo's clothes happened to be rubbed with tangerine juice by the real murderer. So in the entire Yue Palace, you are the only one who touched the tangerine today, and you still say that you are not the real murderer?"

"I...I..." He Meng was left speechless by Li Tai's question. In the end, he could only shake his head vigorously: "I'm really not a villain, and I don't know what's going on! No one has touched tangerines, but I didn’t kill the person. I really don’t know why Zhang Mo was stained with citrus juice.”

Li Tai snorted coldly: "You are still quibbling? Do you think your quibbles are useful when there is irrefutable evidence? I am really blind. I used to think you were honest and responsible, but now it seems that you are really vicious and scheming. !" He Meng just shook his head and shouted injustice, but this cry of injustice was not convincing in the eyes of Li Tai and others.

Li Tai turned to look at Lin Feng and said, "Lin Sizheng has been found, but he doesn't want to speak and is still making excuses. What should we do? Take him directly to the Dali Temple Yamen and torture him?"

He Meng couldn't help but look at Lin Feng in horror when he heard this.

Lin Feng glanced at He Meng, who looked panicked, and said slowly: "Don't worry, as the saying goes, catching a thief and taking the stolen goods, we have found him now, but based on my inference, there is still a lack of necessary evidence, so we still need to find evidence. "

"evidence?"

Li Tai frowned: "I don't think there is any need for evidence. There is nothing wrong with your reasoning. I believe everyone agrees with it. Moreover, he is so stubborn that you can't get any clues from him. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find evidence."

Li Tai was eager to clear himself of suspicion, and in his opinion, He Meng was the real murderer, so there was no need to waste any more time.

But Lin Feng shook his head: "Perhaps Your Highness thinks I am hypocritical, but when I investigate a case, I must have enough evidence to support it, otherwise I will not close the case just relying on reasoning."

After all, reasoning is rootless and can easily be subjective. Without evidence to support it, even Lin Feng would not be sure whether his reasoning is absolutely correct.

Li Tai couldn't help but frown tightly, but in the end, he was still willing to obey Lin Feng's arrangements. This was the trust that Lin Feng gave him with his own abilities.

"How are Linsi trying to find evidence?"

Li Zhen and Sun Fujia also looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng smiled and said: "Have you forgotten what the real murderer did? When he forged Zhang Mo's suicide note, he stole all Zhang Mo's papers. At the same time, his method of forging the suicide note also requires tools."

"And from the time he killed Zhang Mo to the time we arrived, it was only a few quarters of an hour. In such a short time, he had to guard against others discovering what he had done. He had no time to deal with paper and tools... let alone He said that he couldn't deal with it. Burning the paper would leave ashes and transport it out of the house, which was completely impossible, so he either couldn't do it or it would leave other traces, so he had to hide it temporarily. is the best choice.”

"therefore……"

Lin Feng looked around this small room and said slowly: "If we can find the paper he hid and the tools for forging the suicide note, that will be the most powerful evidence."

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Li Tai's eyes couldn't help but light up: "Yes, he can only hide the paper he brought out from Zhang Mo's room, so what are you waiting for? Why don't you search quickly!"

Li Zhen said: "I asked him, and he said that after making pastries for His Highness the King of Yue, he went back to his room to rest and never left. I asked other people, and indeed no one had seen him outside."

Li Tai's heart moved: "Does this mean that he most likely hid those things in his room?"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Can't you find out if you look for it?"

No need for Lin Feng to say anything more, Li Zhen immediately led the Qianniu Guards to search.

But at this time, He Meng, who was tied to the pillar, suddenly said: "You can't find it. I didn't kill anyone at all, let alone hide any paper."

He looked at Lin Feng and said, "Lin Sizheng, can you prove that I was wronged if you can't find those papers?"

Before Lin Feng could speak, Li Tai said coldly: "Let's wait until we can't find him."

When He Meng heard this, he was very confident and said: "You can't find it because I didn't do those things. How could I find it..."

"found it!"

But at this moment, the voice of a Qianniu Guard suddenly sounded.

"What!?"

He Meng was stunned, and then he turned his head and looked in disbelief.

I saw Qian Niuwei lifting the quilt on his bed, and then taking out a stack of papers under the quilt, as well as a wooden board with words engraved on it, and the words were smeared with dark ink.

"Lin SiZheng, look..."

Qian Niuwei handed the paper and board to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng took a closer look at the writing on the paper, then glanced at the dark wood board smeared with ink, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I'll take a look too."

Li Tai came over at this time. He stood on tiptoes and carefully looked at the board and paper in Lin Feng's hands.

next moment……

"The words on this paper are Zhang Mo's handwriting! And the inscriptions on the wooden board are obviously the contents of the suicide note! Lin Simasa, you are so awesome, he really hid these things."

With that said, Li Tai stared at He Meng with extremely sharp eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "He Meng, do you think we can't find them if you hide them on the bed? Now that the evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say? "

"Impossible, impossible!"

He Meng shook his head hard, as if his head was about to shake off: "Why are these things in my room? When did they appear? I have no idea!"

He quickly looked at Lin Feng and said in panic: "Lin Sizheng, I am really wronged. I have no idea why these things appeared in my room. I have been in the room all the time. Why is this happening? Why?"

"Lin SiZheng, you don't have to listen to his sophistry!"

Li Tai said in a cold voice: "Now that we have even the most important evidence, both the person and the stolen goods, what else is there to say? Just arrest him and bring him to Dali Temple to close the case."

Hearing Li Tai's words, He Meng suddenly felt his hands and feet were cold, and his face became even paler. He was about to continue to cry out for injustice, but who knew that at this time, Lin Feng's voice suddenly sounded: "Let him go."

"what?"

Not only He Meng was stunned, but Li Tai, Sun Fuga and others were also stunned.

They turned their heads sharply to look at Lin Feng, thinking that they had heard wrongly.

Li Tai couldn't help but said: "Lin Sizheng, did you say it wrong, or did I hear it wrong?"

"Your Highness, you heard correctly."

Lin Feng faced Li Tai's confused expression and said slowly: "The real murderer is not him."

"It's not him? How could it not be him?"

Li Tai's eyes widened and he said, "Didn't you screen him out? And the evidence was also found in his room. How come he's not the real murderer?"

When Lin Feng heard this, he shook his head slowly: "He was indeed selected by me, but in fact, I found him because I wanted to know how the real murderer wanted to frame him, so that I could have a more accurate understanding of the real murderer's true identity. judgment.”

"What? You said you were looking for him because you just wanted to know how the real murderer was going to frame him? Could it be...did you already know that he was not the real murderer?" Li Tai was completely confused: "Why is he not the real murderer? It completely meets the conditions of the real murderer. Only he can have access to the citrus juice. How could he not be the real murderer?"

Not to mention that Li Tai couldn't accept it, even the calm Li Zhen and the experienced Sun Fujia looked at Lin Feng in confusion.

Then, they heard Lin Feng say something that destroyed what they had always known: "Just because he seems to be the only one who has access to the tangerine, he is not the real murderer."

"How could it be? Wasn't that citrus left by the real murderer?" Li Tai's mind was so confused by Lin Feng's words that he couldn't figure it out at all.

Lin Feng shook his head: "The citrus juice was indeed left by the real murderer, but unlike our previous judgment, it was not left by him accidentally, but deliberately left by him."

"You stayed here on purpose?" Everyone was stunned.

Lin Feng nodded slowly: "Have you forgotten where we found the citrus juice?"

"Where?" Li Tai frowned and said, "Isn't it on the clothes behind Zhang Mo's right shoulder?"

"The position is not important, the important thing is the clothes..." Lin Feng looked at Li Tai and asked, "What clothes?"

"What else could it be?" Li Tai said subconsciously: "It's the clothes Zhang Mo was wearing at that time. When Lin Si was inspecting Zhang Mo's body, he didn't see it at a glance."

"What kind of clothes is Zhang Mo wearing?" Lin Feng continued to guide Li Tai.

Li Tai said casually: "Which else could it be? Of course it's the robe he wears——"

Brush it!
As soon as Li Tai finished speaking, he shut his mouth suddenly. His eyes widened and his pupils suddenly condensed.

Not only him, but also Li Zhen and Sun Fuga, their expressions changed drastically at this moment!
They finally understood what Lin Feng meant.

"Yes, the place where the citrus juice was stained was Zhang Mo's outer robe. When Li Qianniu took off Zhang Mo's outer robe, there was only a shallow mark on Zhang Mo's inner garment. This means that the citrus juice had touched the The place is the robe.”

"But you have to know that when Zhang Mo was killed, he was clearly wearing only his inner clothes, so..."

Lin Feng looked at the people whose expressions suddenly changed, and said in a slow and low voice: "How could he, who was only wearing undershirt, get the citrus juice on the real murderer when he was killing someone?"

(End of this chapter)