Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

"What time did you play until?"

"Yinshi (3 to 5 a.m.), and then I couldn't dance anymore."

I was thinking that I could make money lying down happily, but I ended up meeting this kind of customer.

After getting the answer, Di Renjie turned to Governor Lu and said, "Governor Lu, Song Zhen was in Huichunfang until Yinshi, so how did he get to the crime scene 20 miles away at Maoshi in just one hour?"

Yan Liben's face was not good. Sure enough, there was something wrong with this case.

Although he didn't know how to judge a case, he could hear that Song Zhen was wronged.

Miss Chunhua is much more beautiful than Zhao Siniang, and normal men know who to choose.

How could a gentleman who could remain calm in the face of the courtesan of Huichunfang do such a thing as humiliating a woman?

Di Renjie took out a booklet: "According to the diary of the city guards, on the night of the crime, Zhao's carriage went back and forth between the city gates at Yinshi."

Zhao family? Could it be that the deceased's family did it?

If they really did it, it would be outrageous.

"Send it to the Zhao family."

Five men from the Zhao family came, and the women were not convenient to come forward.

They were the head of the family, the eldest son, the third son, the fifth son, and the sixth son.

["Ranking + son/mother" is the most common name for men and women in the Tang Dynasty. ]

Zhao Sanlang glared at Cui Changshi gloomily, and the other party shrank his neck.

Cui Hao had no choice. The matter should have been settled, but who knew that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway, oh no, it was Yan Liben.

That was the Minister of Works of the current dynasty, a third-rank official. Wouldn't he be arrogant and domineering in a small place like Bianzhou?

"Do you recognize this thing?" Di Renjie saw a piece of purple cloth in his hand.

Zhao Sanlang's eyes were vague, and the others were confused.

The head of the Zhao family sneered: "You are Di Panzuo, right? I don't know what you mean by bringing a piece of rag to ask us?"

"I found this at the crime scene."

"You are really funny. We are not the murderer. Why are you questioning us?" Zhao Wulang spoke.

The sixth son of the Zhao family sneered. He looked at Song Zhen and said, "The real murderer is here. You should ask him."

"He is not the murderer." Di Renjie replied indifferently.

The head of the Zhao family frowned: "Do you still suspect that we are the murderer? As the saying goes, even a tiger will not eat its own cubs. Di Panzuo, it's good for young people to have ideas, but they can't be too absurd."

"Okay! Then I'll ask again, do you recognize this thing?"

This time, the five people of the Zhao family were all stunned!

Because, what Di Renjie was holding in his hand was a jade ring.

This jade ring was broken in half, and the Zhao family emblem engraved on it shone brightly in the sun, which was very dazzling.

The head of the Zhao family was silent for a while, and then replied: "This is the jade ring that is standard for men of my Zhao family. How could it fall into your hands?"

"I found it at the crime scene."

Zhao Sanlang seemed extremely excited, and he shouted loudly: "You are talking nonsense! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?" Di Renjie looked at him jokingly.

Zhao Sanlang said in a deep voice: "Because this is the jade ring I lost some time ago. Also, I have never been to any crime scene."

"Why do you think so? How do you prove that it is yours?"

"Blind donkey, my name is engraved on the ring!"

[Blind donkey: Fragrance of the Tang Dynasty, synonymous with idiot. ]

Di Renjie looked closely and saw that there were indeed three words engraved on the inside of the jade ring.

[Zhao Neixian]

Neixian is the name of Zhao Sanlang Zhao Wenzhong.

Zhao Sanlang asked puzzledly: "Why did it appear in your hand?"

"That's a good question!" Di Renjie smiled and said, "You lost your own things, and you come to ask me?"

"Recall carefully, when did it disappear?"

Zhao Sanlang lowered his head and thought, then replied: "Probably, on the morning of the ninth day of the frost month."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I had been wearing it on my hand before, and then I got up that day and suddenly it disappeared."

It was lost on the morning of November 9, and the crime occurred on November 8, that is, two days apart.

In this way, it seems that someone stole Zhao Sanlang's jade ring and buried it in the incense burner.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he did it.

However, according to the investigation, Zhao Sanlang and Zhao Siniang are siblings with the same father and mother, and the relationship between the two is particularly close. In the Zhao family, the one who is closest to Zhao Wenyu is Zhao Sanlang.

Therefore, his suspicion can be temporarily ruled out.

Zhao Sanlang saw Di Renjie in deep thought, and he couldn't help but get angry: "What? Do you suspect that I killed my sister?"

Family members know their own affairs, and the head of the Zhao family said: "It can't be Sanlang, he and Si Niang grew up together.On the day when Si Niang got married, San Lang walked a hundred miles to see her off. "

Walking a hundred miles, that is not something that ordinary friendship can do.

But the problem is that now all the evidence points to Zhao San Lang.

Including the purple cloth, Zhao San Lang loves purple, everyone knows it.

And the jade ring is also Zhao San Lang's.

This guiding purpose is too obvious. If Di Renjie was really taken away by the murderer, he would not be the eternal detective.

Zhao San Lang suddenly burst out: "You are insulting me! How could I kill my sister?"

"Don't be anxious." Song Zhen hugged his chest and watched the show leisurely, "The more anxious you are, the more problems you have."

He seemed to be emitting a wise light.

Zhao San Lang suppressed his grievances and calmed down. He closed his eyes and exhaled a turbid breath: "Okay, okay, I'm not anxious. "

The head of the Zhao family was unhappy. He originally thought that this summons was just to inform them that their relatives had died tragically and the murderer had been brought to justice. He didn't expect that they were here to interrogate them?

What does that mean? Do you not take my Bianzhou Zhao family seriously?

Just when he was about to explode, he heard Di Renjie say, "Song Zhen is not the murderer. The murderer is someone else."

"I don't want to listen to your nonsense here." The head of the Zhao family turned around and was about to leave.

"If the real murderer is at large, Zhao Siniang will also want to cry without tears if she knows about it in the afterlife."

Di Renjie's words made the head of the Zhao family pause.

In the past few nights, he often dreamed of his daughter crying in the corner. He asked her, but there was no response.

The nightmare made him feel particularly uneasy, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Then tell me, who is the real murderer."

"Please stretch out your hands, I will know at a glance. "

Outside the door, there was a commotion among the onlookers.

"Look at the hands? Are you kidding? What can you see from the hands?"

"I think this Di Panzuo is just a name for nothing."

"It's so funny. The murderer has confessed, but he is still making excuses for it."

......

The head of the Zhao family stretched out his hands very neatly, and so did Zhao Sanlang, followed by Zhao Dalang and Zhao Wulang.

However, one person hid his hands in his sleeves and was unwilling to stretch them out.

"It seems that the murderer is you!"

"Zhao Jialiu Lang!"

"Zhao Wenzhuo!"