Concubine

Chapter 51 A Short Hair

Although he knew that Yin De was likely to do something last night, the best choice at this time was of course to sit on the sidelines and catch Yin De when he came to set the fire.However, if he wanted to set up an ambush, how could he, a frail scholar and a stupid and overbearing Miss Song, be able to take care of such a large area of ​​the Yin family compound, and how would he know when Yin De would come, who to ask, and when Yin De would come? Set fire there?Moreover, it is unclear whether it was set on fire or poisoned, so how to ambush?
Because I don't know these things, if I miss it, if it is set on fire, it will be quite difficult for Song Yuner to escape from the flames with the weak Bai Sumei on her back. If you don't make it right, you will lose everything.If it is poisoning, there is no place to defend against it, so we can only wait for the corpse to be collected.

All kinds of disadvantages flashed in Yang Qiuchi's mind, and he already knew that he must not take risks. Since there is no way to fight, he can only carry out a strategic shift to preserve the revolutionary power.Therefore, last night Yang Qiuchi whispered in Song Yuner's ear for a long time, to let Song Yuner transfer Bai Sumei out of the Yin's compound in the dead of night.Even if Yin De didn't do anything, he would have to hide for a few days before Yang Qiuchi got back the equipment on the truck and found out whether Yin De was the murderer before making any further plans.

After the fire broke out last night, Yang Qiuchi was a little nervous. He didn't know if Song Yuner, a little girl, had implemented according to her arrangement, or if there was any accident.It wasn't until he left the fire scene and found the mark left by Song Yun'er at the foot of the house opposite the Yin's back garden, a fist-sized "Yun" character, which was the secret code they agreed to signify that they left the Yin's house smoothly, so he didn't feel relieved.

The baggage that Song Yuner took out from home contained night travel equipment, which was specially made by her. It was originally for fun, because she thought that as a martial arts practitioner, without such equipment, it would be tasteless. It actually came in handy.

Last night after Yin De and the others had all left, Song Yuner observed the movement around her. In the dead of night, she tied the sleeping Bai Sumei to her back with a cloth belt, grabbed the window with a night grabber, and climbed down to the attic with Bai Sumei on her back. The servant escaped the patrol, used a grapple to dig out the wall, and according to Yang Qiuchi's arrangement, sent Bai Sumei to Yang Kuozuo's old house in the west of the city.

After Yang Qiuchi left the fire scene, he rushed to Yang Mizuo's old house.Bai Sumei had already woken up. Yang Qiuchi asked her if she knew the real murderer, but she ignored him and asked her to write with a pen and paper, but she still ignored her and just kept coughing and crying in a low voice.Helpless, Yang Qiuchi could only tell Song Yuner to protect Bai Sumei, and then left the old house and returned to the Yamen.

Yang Qiuchi never understood, why didn't Bai Sumei write the name of the murderer?Although Yin De was her husband, he was also the murderer who killed her sister and almost killed her. Doesn't she want to avenge her sister?Certainly not.

So why?Could it be that the murderer wasn't Yin De at all?And she was afraid of the murderer's revenge?Or is there something in the hands of the murderer?Or are you afraid?Or, she didn't see the murderer at all?
Yang Qiuchi gnawed on the steamed bun while thinking.

Mother Yang got up early in the morning to make this steamed bun with Feng Xiaoxue. Mother Yang was very happy to see that her son liked eating it, and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke... By the way, before you get up, there is An official came to our house and spoke very politely, saying that when you wake up, what...what..." Mother Yang frowned as she recalled.

"Master Ma Du Ma's residence", Feng Xiaoxue took the words and said.

"That's right, that's right... I told you to go to Mr. Ma's residence and say that Mr. Ma is waiting for you. Look at my brain!" Mother Yang laughed.

Yang Qiuchi nodded and remained silent.Ma Du asked him to go early in the morning, not because of the widow's case.How should this case continue, Yang Qiuchi had no idea at the moment, he subconsciously looked at the straw hat on the table, who would be the person wearing this straw hat?Where is he?

While eating steamed buns and porridge, Yang Qiuchi took the straw hat for a closer look.It was an ordinary straw hat, the kind that ordinary people usually wear, but in a rather large size.

Looking at it, suddenly, Yang Qiuchi was shocked, dropped the steamed bun, walked outside the door with the straw hat in both hands, and observed carefully in the sun.

It turned out that Yang Qiuchi found that there was a short hair stuck in the gap inside the straw hat!

This short hair is only about one millimeter long, and you won't notice it if you don't look carefully. No wonder I didn't notice it last night.

The short hair in the straw hat probably fell off the head of the person wearing the straw hat.Both men and women in the Ming Dynasty had long hair, but this is short hair with a hair shaft of only about one millimeter, and the hair root is no more than two millimeters at most. If you look carefully at this hair, there are hair roots and hair shafts, but there are no thin hair tips. A sharp instrument cut it off, and the fracture was very neat. Obviously, it should be shaved by a razor. In other words, this hair should have just grown out after the head was shaved.shave?Who will shave their heads in the Ming Dynasty?Could it be...

Yang Qiuchi's eyes lit up, and the hope of solving the case flashed before his eyes.He carefully placed the hat in the big cabinet in the room, told Yang's mother not to move around, and then walked out the door.

Yang's mother called out, "You go after breakfast."

"Don't eat, I have something to do. You can eat."

Yang Qiuchi went to the yamen to ask for leave from Song magistrate, but found that the magistrate did not come. They couldn't find it, and the wives and concubines of the inner yamen had already cried into a ball.

Hearing this, Yang Qiuchi decided to go to the Nei Ya to have a look first, let Ma Du let it go first, and there is no rush at this moment.

Yang Qiuchi returned home, called Feng Xiaoxue, brought some presents, and came to the inner office. Of course, the little black dog followed Yang Qiuchi.

The door guarding the inner office led Yang Qiuchi and Feng Xiaoxue into the inner office and came to the living room.

From a long distance away, I heard Song Zhixian yelling in a hoarse voice: "Why, why can't I find it? You, have you looked carefully!"

A voice replied: "I am old and incompetent, my lord forgives my sins. However, the fire is indeed too big, it burned for a whole night, and it was only extinguished this morning, cough...cough cough..." The words were in a hurry, causing a burst of panic cough.

Just by hearing the voice, one could tell that the person who spoke was Yang Mizuo's master, the old Mizuo.Yang Qiuchi stood by the door, did not go in, and wanted to hear him finish.

The old man coughed for a while, and then continued: "Master, you have also seen that the entire back garden of the Yin family has been burnt to a piece of white ground. The servants and I searched for the remains of Miss and Mrs. Yin, but found nothing. ...The fire was so great that even the copper censer was melted, not to mention the bones, they must have been turned into ashes."

"My son..."

"woo woo woo woo……"

Immediately there was a messy cry of women.

Yang Qiuchi stepped into the house, on the floor of the living room, the old man was kneeling, with an innocent look on his face.Song Zhixian was sitting on a chair in the middle of the living room, and there were four or five women on both sides, all wiping their tears with handkerchiefs, and the last woman in a fancy dress saw Yang Qiuchi come in, and secretly looked him up and down.

(End of this chapter)