Tang Dynasty detective

Chapter 505
Li Canghai nodded, and said: "We have ignored this clue before, because we learned from Zhang's family that Feng Niang had died more than ten years ago, and we thought it was just a coincidence that Feng Niang's painting appeared at the murder scene. But now it seems that this kind of coincidence was deliberately done by someone."

"Oh? What did you find?" Conan asked.

"Before the interrogation of Ueda Takashi, I observed in this house, and the owner of this house is Feng Niang. According to the Zhang family, Feng Niang is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially in calligraphy and painting. It is so unique that even Wu Daozi, the saint of painting, was amazed by it. If she hadn’t been a daughter and married Zhang Wenyuan early, the saint of painting would have accepted her as his apprentice. In Fengniang’s room, I found the painting on the wall of the studio There were supposed to be four paintings hanging, but they disappeared now. Brother Conan should know that there is something hanging on the wall, which will leave traces after a long time. Judging from the traces left on the wall, those paintings were taken away. It shouldn't take more than a month." Li Canghai said.

Conan instantly understood what he meant, and said, "You suspect that someone deliberately stole these four paintings and used them to kill people? Could it be that Feng Niang didn't die, but hid, and now she came out again To kill people, is to deliberately leave your own paintings, the purpose is to tell everyone that these cases are all done by her?"

Li Canghai frowned deeply, shook his head and said, "At first, I really thought so. This matter has something to do with Fengniang, but Ueda Takashi and Zhang Wenyuan's friendship is only in the past few years. It is absolutely impossible for him to know Fengniang. In this case , why did he intentionally leave Feng Niang's painting behind when killing people?"

After a short pause, he continued: "There is one more thing. Ueda Takashi said that the reason why he stole the painting was because he was instigated by others, so this mysterious person is likely to be the murderer of Hongmei. He asked Ueda Takashi stole the painting, but there is no evidence of his adultery with Tachibana in the painting, so what is the real purpose of the murderer?"

Li Canghai's words made Conan fall into deep thought.

They have been swayed by the case. After Hongmei was killed, the mysterious murderer seemed to disappear out of thin air and never appeared again.

Immediately after the deaths of A'Zhu and Juzi, they all focused on Ueda Takashi.

If it is said that Takashi Ueda killed Azhu and Juzi in order to kill others, then why did the mysterious murderer kill Hongmei?
Also, if Ueda Takashi really didn't lie, he must have been coaxed by the mysterious murderer, but what was the murderer's purpose?
With the deepening of the investigation, the two found that more and more mysteries emerged, and these mysteries were like entangled cobwebs, making people more and more confused.

Conan paced and pondered for a while, then said: "Brother Li, since you suspect that this matter has something to do with Feng Niang, why don't you start with Feng Niang."

Li Canghai rubbed the center of his brows, and after thinking for a while, sighed: "This is the only way to go now. Originally, I deliberately used spells to break the evil and lead the evil to the painting garden. The purpose was to investigate Fengniang's affairs. There was another murder case. Brother Conan, I still need to entrust you with the matter of Feng Niang, and I need to investigate the scene of the three murder cases again."

Conan nodded and said, "Brother Li, don't worry, this matter is on me."

With that said, Conan cupped his hands at Li Canghai, and then left the painting garden quickly.

In the cold painting garden, he was soon the only one left.

Li Canghai turned the wooden wheelchair by himself and returned to the room again.

Orange's body has been carried away, only a pool of blood on the ground, and the blood left in the air, telling that a murder happened here not long ago.

Li Canghai looked at the blood on the ground, sighed, and then looked around.

Except for a lot of dust in this room, there is nothing unusual.

There was originally a thick layer of dust on the ground, and footprints would be left when walking by, but at that time, everyone entered to save Yu Yanrou, and the footprints had been messed up, and no useful clues could be extracted at all.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a line of shallow footprints from the pillar tied with oranges to the direction of the piano table.

Li Canghai's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly walked towards the piano table.

The piano table is located on the left side of the room, and a few feet away from it is the window used to escape when Ueda Takashi was smashed in the murder.

It is about two feet from the beams and pillars to the piano table, and about four feet from the piano table to the place where Ueda Takashi committed the murder.

The piano table was just opposite to where Ueda Takashi committed the crime, so it was not damaged in any way.

Li Canghai remembered very clearly that no one had ever gone in the direction of the piano table, so the footprints were definitely not left by them.

It's a pity that there is not much dust in this area because it is close to the windows, and the footprints on the ground are also vague and not of much value.

Li Canghai sighed, secretly thinking it's a pity.

Before coming to the piano table, Li Canghai subconsciously played the strings with a little dust.

Zheng~
An ethereal and melodious syllable sounded, constantly echoing in the room.

"Good piano!" Li Canghai couldn't help admiring.

The sound of the qin made the dust on the qin stand rise one after another. Li Canghai accidentally sucked in a mouthful of dust, which made him cough repeatedly, and kept waving his right hand.

But at this moment, he accidentally touched the incense burner on the piano table.

With a bang, the incense burner fell from the piano table to the ground, and the lid fell off directly.

Seeing this, Li Canghai hurriedly bent down to pick up the incense burner, intending to put the incense burner back to its original place.

Just as he picked up the incense burner, he found a half-inch-long piece of incense hanging from the mouth of the incense burner.

At first, Li Canghai didn't pay attention to it, but when he picked up the incense casually, he found that the place where the incense was burned had a carbon black color.

Li Canghai's heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly put the incense in front of his nose and smelled it.

Suddenly, his face became serious.

Li Canghai looked at the window not far away, which was smashed by Ueda Takashi when he fled, and looked at the dust on the ground around him, and fell into deep thought.

He remembered very clearly that before Takashi Ueda jumped out of the window and fled, the window was closed, so the window was smashed into pieces by him.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the half-sills still hanging on the window, and touched his nose involuntarily.

The inside and outside sides of the half window lattice were rotten, as if they had been subjected to wind and rain all year round.

"Window sills, dust, incense..." Li Canghai muttered, then closed his eyes.

The layout of the room was in his mind, and after about half a stick of incense, he suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had figured out something, and said to himself: "I see, I see! what?"

(End of this chapter)