Master in charge of the case: Our county magistrate has a black belly

Chapter 11

Lu Yu, on the other hand, was calmer. He cleared his throat and straightened his collar, "Girl, I'm Lu Yu, the magistrate of this county. I'm here to search each room. I happened to meet you and ask you a few questions."

Han Quce wiped off his sweat, the boy was quite calm.

"Yes, my lord, my lord is Xi'er, the servant girl who cleans the Missy's room. Now come to prepare the bath water for the Missy." Xi'er said respectfully.

"Well, let me ask you, is there anything unusual about He Yu recently?"

"Unusual. Two nights ago, the eldest lady had a long conversation with the servant."

"Two nights ago? It was around the beginning of Haishi. The servant was on vigil. Hearing some movement in the Missy's room, she went to check it out. It turned out that the Missy was drunk and dragged the servant to talk for a quarter of an hour. "

"Okay..I know..that's it..I will leave first."

"Yes... my lord."

"Ah Qu... let's go..."

On the way back, Han Quce asked Lu Yu, why didn't he ask what He Yu said to Xi'er, Lu Yu replied, probably complaining that he couldn't get married, if it was me, I wouldn't go to him either.Han Quce gave Lu Yu a blank look.

"If it was around the beginning of Haishi two days ago, then it happened to be the time when the crime happened." Han Quce said.

"In this way, we can be sure that the person wearing a mask who exposed his face from the window sill is definitely not He Yu."

"So the only one who can do this is He Xiang himself."

"Let's not talk about that, Ah Qu, let's go to He Xiang's room and have a look." Lu Yu pulled Han Quce to start the next one.

"Ah... go again." Han Quce was dragged away helplessly.

When he came to He Xiang's room, his eyes were full of books.

"Why is the scholar's room so messy? No one cleaned it up." Lu Yu said.

"Your own room is several times messier than here." Han Quce rolled his eyes.

The two flipped through the room, and a letter fell out of the book, "Look!"

The letter said: Brother He, my brother-in-law got another painting today, please gather with me at the old place on March [-]th to drink tea and appreciate the painting together.Brother Ling Kuo.

"No. 13, isn't it the day before the incident?" Lu Yu rubbed his chin and thought. "Let Xia Yan check this person immediately."

"it is good."

After a stick of incense

"My lord, this person is Ling Yuanwai's young master. He met He Xiang by chance. Later, he often admired paintings and poems together. That day, he asked his servants to send a letter to He Xiang. I was there when they often met at your ten-mile pavilion. Ling Kuo made an appointment. He Xiang met at Shili Pavilion in the late afternoon, but Ling Kuo didn't come after waiting for three hours."

"Could it be He Xiang at this time." Lu Yu paused.

"How is it possible? I estimate his death time is." Han Quce suddenly thought of something.

"That's right, and there is only one person who can do this... and only that person." Lu Yu and Han Quce hit it off.

Han Quce and Lu Yu came to Chen Guangming and He Xue's room and asked Xia Yan and the others to guard the door.

The two rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and Lu Yu said while searching, "It should be here, if we guessed correctly..."

"En. Here, I found it. There is mud on this bed sheet and a blood bag."

"I found what I was looking for." His eyes followed the things in the lampshade that were illuminated by the lights.

Han Quce and Lu Yu pushed the door out and saw Axiu and Yueri standing at the door.

Han Quce said, "Miss Yueri, you need a pen."

"Thank you." Yue Ri took the pen.

"Axiu, go and help me buy these things before it's dark." Han Quce handed Axiu a piece of paper.

"By the way, is there another room next to He Yu where someone lives?" Lu Yu asked.

(End of this chapter)