"Students" Conspiracy

"I put it in the background." The little girl tremblingly spat out these few words, and the officials looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is it in the place where you usually put it?" It was Jing Che who asked, not used to the way the officials were aggressive and frightening a little girl, she turned around to protect the little girl in front of her, her exquisite body just blocked the officer domineering.

"Yes," the little girl nodded and quickly shook her head, "No, no!"

"You child! What's going on?" Several yamen servants got angry and yelled at the little girl.

"Don't be afraid of them! Think slowly, think clearly and then speak slowly." Jing Che turned his head and gave the yamen guards behind him a hard look, and he guarded the little girl in front of him even tighter, lest the child accidentally I was really scared out of my wits by these ferocious officials.

"I put the teacup backstage. I used to put it backstage sometimes, but that was before my uncle came on stage. After he drank the tea, he asked me to bring the tea to the stage before he came on stage. Drink while telling stories." The little girl's eyes were wide open, and she shed tears as she spoke.

"But today I had other things to do just after pouring the tea, so I didn't serve it for him after I put it in the background, maybe I let my uncle serve it on stage by himself."

"You said you have other business? What is it?" Jing Che looked at the little girl with gentle eyes.

"As soon as I poured the tea, I was called over by the shopkeeper." The little girl still didn't understand the current situation, she just kept being sad.

"Why did the owner ask you?" Baili Fengjian, who had been watching silently, said, "Didn't you say that you never leave your uncle's affairs to others? Why are you so casually throwing away the teacup Let it go?"

"The owner's aunt is not a bad person!" The little girl's tears fell even more fiercely, and Jing Che hurriedly coaxed her to continue.

"The shopkeeper's aunt came to me to settle the money that my uncle paid for reading the book last month. This time, she and her family will probably move, so she specially settled the money to my uncle in advance, and he also praised me for being sensible and obedient, and specially rewarded me How many copper plates?"

"Did you leave first or the owner left first?" Baili Fengjian suddenly snatched the words of the yamen servants while several officials were in a daze, and the faces of the yamen servants were not good, but they were not easy to attack.

The little girl thought for a while: "After the shopkeeper handed over the money to me, he asked me to check if there was any difference. I stayed in the room and counted the money. When the count was over, the shopkeeper was no longer in the house."

"Aside from you and your uncle, does anyone else know where you put your teacup?" Jing Che stared curiously at the little girl's face, waiting for the truth that was about to come out.

"There should be," the little girl said not very clearly, but it didn't seem like a lie. "The backstage is a place where people come and go. I put it there and others can see it."

Baili Fengjian and Jing Che frowned. Where there are people coming and going, there are many people who are suspected of poisoning, but when the truth is revealed, they are at a loss.This is probably what people often say. In the darkness before dawn, whether we can see the sun through the clouds depends entirely on whether there are clues.

At this time, the little girl seemed to understand what everyone was worried about, raised her eyes that were red and swollen from crying, and said, "But no one else will touch that teacup. Everyone in the backstage here has their own rules, and they all know that cup. The tea set and place belonged to my uncle, and they all have their own special tea set and place, so no one will take it wrong."

At this time, some clever yamen servant brought in a cleaning lady. The lady was short but healthy, and she was holding a rag in her hand.

"The aunt said she was cleaning backstage at that time, maybe she saw who came in and out." The yamen servant dragged the aunt to the front of the crowd, the aunt sneezed, and looked up at the little girl.

"That's right, this little girl came backstage, and I saw her leave the teacup in a hurry."

"Then did you see anyone else hanging around backstage? Who brought the teacups to the table?"

The aunt shook the rag in her hand: "Who else could it be? Isn't it the owner of our shop? Not long after the little girl left, he came over to take a look. When he saw that the storyteller's teacup was not brought out, he even cursed and said that we are not good at doing things." Be careful, I took it out myself."

The yamen servant suddenly realized: "Hurry up and arrest the shop owner! He must have killed the storyteller!"

Several other yamen servants responded one after another and wanted to arrest the shopkeeper, but the yamen servants in the room walked back and forth several times, but finally came back dejected.

"What's the matter with you?" The Yacha who spoke just now was extremely dissatisfied with their reaction.

Before the yamen servants could answer him, several staff in the tea shop shouted in unison: "The owner is gone!"

The yamen servants gave each other a wink, each of them dragged a waiter and led them to search in and around the tea shop.

Baili Fengjian waited until everyone had left before he frowned and said, "Ache, do you dare to say that you didn't do it on purpose?"

Jing Che looked around and made sure that she was the only one around him. Then he asked strangely, "You said I did it on purpose? How did I do it on purpose? What did I do on purpose?"

Baili Fengjian said helplessly: "You dragged me to this tea shop, and you happened to run into this murder case, and you will be unable to get away for a while. What are your difficulties, why can't you tell me? Will you do this? Is the intention too obvious?"

Jing Che who was asked was slightly taken aback, and soon regained his usual expression: "Didn't you come out to watch the lion dance, and I sat in this tea shop only when I was bored?"

Jing Che suddenly said: "If I say, I brought you here because I know there is someone here who you are looking for...Do you believe it or not?"

"It's nothing to do with you that I'm looking for. What I want to know is who you are." Baili Fengjian looked at her intently, with a calm expression in his eyes.

"Aren't I your disciple?" Jing Che shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Master, don't you know me?"

Baili Fengjian's sleeve wind suddenly struck, it wasn't fierce but just probing, she tapped her toes and took a step away, smiling at Baili Fengjian, but her figure had already been distorted into another person's appearance.

That strange face was slowly covered by a mask from top to bottom, until it finally turned into a red dress.

"Red clothes—" Baili Fengjian forced a few words from his mouth, his face was livid and almost furious, "Where is she?"

There is a saying in Baili Fengjian that he wants to leave, but the yamen guarding here can't stop him at all.And it's the same when these words are applied to Jing Che.