Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 124 Fried lotus root box (2)

   There are also many things in common, but they are all common things among scholars.

  What do scholars like? Read some books, and occasionally write some poems and articles. It seems that there is indeed something in common, but since they are all scholars, it seems not surprising to do these things.

  Liu Yuan only felt as if he was surrounded by an invisible barrier, and he caught something faintly, but he couldn't see anything for a while when he really wanted to see clearly.

   At this moment, Lin Fei's voice rang in my ears~www.readwn.com~ Writing poems and writing essays are all things that scholars like, nothing special. Do you still remember what Ruan Zhan and Han Jun like to do besides visiting the study? "

   Mentioned Ruan Zhan and Han Jun who could no longer speak, Liu Yuan was startled, and instinctively replied: "I also like to visit brush and ink shops."

"This is a list made by the owner of the pen and ink shop that the two of them often go to. The things that these two people often buy are on it." Lin Fei put the two papers full of writing on the case, and motioned Liu Yuan to look down. .

  Liu Yuan lowered his head and looked at the paper full of writing on the case.

  The brush and ink shop naturally sells things such as the Four Treasures of the Study. There are various styles of brushes, inkstones, paints, etc...Huh? pigment?

Seeing that Liu Yuan's sliding fingers landed on the paint and stopped, Lin Fei pointed to the wolf hairs of different sizes on the top, and said: "Ordinary scholars, if they are only used for writing, don't need to be so particular, the same size wolf hairs have to be divided into pieces. Only painters should pay attention to these. Therefore, these two people still like to paint."

  Like painting... This doesn't seem like an out-of-the-ordinary hobby for a scholar. Although not every scholar has this hobby, it is not surprising.

"Including Ruan Zhan and Han Jun, there are fifteen people in total." Lin Fei pointed to the files of the other missing scholars, and said, "Although the records of the disappearance files of these government offices are not exhaustive, there are The same is mentioned."

   Speaking of this, there is no need for Lin Fei to continue talking, Liu Yuan said with a delicate expression: "These scholars all have a hobby of painting."

  Although none of them are so good at painting, they have become a generation of everyone! But the murderer obviously doesn't care whether these scholars' paintings are good or bad, but just prefers to attack scholars who like to paint.

  Yes...Why do you choose a scholar who likes to paint?

Lin Fei reached out and took the old case file that was taken from the warehouse that was pressed on the desk and opened it, pointed to the handsome scholar on the file, and said: "The scholar who was killed by the Rouge lady was also a painter. "

  Perhaps the painting is not very outstanding, but the scholar used the painting to attract a lot of women.

  All of this was seen by people back then and deeply remembered.

   "The murderer hates such handsome scholars who like to paint." Lin Fei said.

  It is not unreasonable to say so, but...

   "Ruan Zhan and Han Jun died so strangely, but those scholars just disappeared. Why?" Liu Yuan was puzzled, and asked Lin Fei, "Why didn't Ruan Zhan and Han Jun just disappear too?"

  At least if these two people disappeared, they might be regarded by the family members as having gone out to have a good time, and treat it as a disappearance case and throw it to the Chang'an government office, instead of attracting the attention of Dali Temple as it is now.

   Lin Fei was not surprised by this.

"On the day when Tangyuan was frightened, there was thick fog at night, and he couldn't see the way ahead," Lin Fei reminded Liu Yuan of that day. It's late, if she goes back according to the usual time, she might encounter such a thing."

  These little things that sound trivial are not wrong. If it wasn't for eating an extra bowl of porridge and a salted duck egg, the glutinous rice **** would have gone back long ago, and such things might not have happened.

   "The sudden appearance of Tangyuan was an accident." Lin Fei said, "Her voice even attracted people from the street next door."

  The little girl Tangyuan had a small voice, but she had a loud voice, and howled all the people in the nearby streets to watch the excitement.

   "So, if the glutinous rice **** didn't show up that day, maybe we won't see the corpse until midnight, when the street patrols pass by." Liu Yuan thought for a while and said.

   "It's possible." Lin Fei nodded, and calmly reminded Liu Yuan: "If the murderer's original plan was to keep him here, he would not be seen until midnight."

  The prerequisite for someone to see the corpse is that the murderer planned to leave the corpse here, waiting for someone to find it.

Liu Yuan understood, heard the words, and immediately said: "What if the murderer's original plan was not to keep people here, but to take them away? If the glutinous rice **** didn't come across that day, wouldn't Han Jun also be silent?" disappeared?"

  Lin Fei glanced at him, turned around, took down the map of Chang'an city hanging on the wall behind him, and put it on the case. Then, he took another pen and drew a circle at the location of Yishan Mountain, and then drew a circle at the entrance of the alley where Han Jun was found that day. After a pause, he drew a circle at the location of Zhuang Meiniang's study.

   "Let me ask you," Lin Fei pointed to the location of the Yishan Mountain on the map and the location of Zhuang Meiniang's study, and said, "How to transport a corpse from the Yishan Mountain to Zhuang Meiniang's study?"

   What kind of strange question is this? Liu Yuan slandered for a while, but thought about it seriously, and said: "It's a little troublesome to transport the corpse. In order not to arouse suspicion, the best way is to find a carriage or something and hide the corpse inside."

   "Not bad!" Lin Fei affirmed Liu Yuan's answer, but said, "They don't know how to drive a carriage."

"Then..." Liu Yuan thought for a while, and was about to speak when he heard Lin Fei say, "In the middle of the night, there was thick fog at night, and I couldn't see the way ahead. Two people are supporting a drunk friend. Do you think it will attract attention?" People pay attention?"

Liu Yuan was dumbfounded when he heard this sentence, and when he realized it, he immediately said in surprise: "So Lin Shaoqing means that after Han Jun's death, he was 'supported' all the way and brought down from the Yishan Mountain? Are you going to transport it to the study? "

How can this be?

   Saying nothing, Lin Fei stepped out the door and said, "Follow me!"

He took Liu Yuan to Houya to look for Wu Bucai. When he passed by the public kitchen, it was when Wen Mingtang and others were making evening food. A strong smell of fried food permeated the air. At this time, smelling the smell was even more mouth-watering. Liu Yuan subconsciously glanced into the public kitchen, and saw Wen Mingtang and others frying something around a large frying pan.

  The scent really went straight to people's noses. Hearing Wen Mingtang's voice teaching A Bing and the glutinous rice **** to come from inside, "re-fried to make them more crispy", Liu Yuan swallowed subconsciously.

  Just glanced at Shangfeng who was standing still for a moment, Liu Yuan still suppressed his desire to step into the public kitchen, and caught up with Lin Fei.

   It’s been another month and a half recently o(╯□╰)o weight loss is on the agenda again

  (end of this chapter)