The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

night,

　　 The wind and snow are blowing.

　　Touch~

　　 Qiu Yunfei kicked open the door of the main room, the heat in the room surged out, and was immediately countered by the wind and snow, and only the official document on the book case fluttered.

　　 Cheng Rixing subconsciously suppressed a few of them. Seeing Qiu Yunfei's face turned pale, he didn't care about any official documents anymore, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Xiaoya Nei..."

However, before he could finish the ceremony, Qiu Yunfei flew again and kicked open the door of the inner room. He rushed in angrily, and said in a curse, "The surname is Sun, it’s not like you are playing like this. Human! What kind of **** one-armed demon? I ran to more than 20 nuns in a row, and my legs were about to run thin, but he didn't even catch a hair!"

　　Sun Shaozong didn't care about his rudeness this time, frowning and said, "I haven't found any clues?"

　　 "I really didn't find it."

Zhao Wuwei, who followed up later, reported cautiously: "The inspector took the villain and went to more than a dozen nuns and Taoist temples, large and small in the capital, and screened those monks, but there was nothing inside. The disabled right arm-there is an old nun who is missing her left leg."

　　 After a pause, he saw that Sun Shaozong didn't have much shame on his face, and then added: "Maybe the murderer didn't hurt his right arm because he..."

"Do not!"

　　Sun Shaozong shook his head confidently: "After you left, the officer carefully compared and determined that the injuries of the deceased were all from the left hand. This is consistent with my previous inference, so there should be nothing wrong."

　　 "That is the place guessed wrong, the murderer is not in the temple at all!"

As Qiu Yunfei said, he slumped into the chair honestly and groaned: "The breeze of your upper lip touches your lower lip, but it's not bad. We ran across the city in this heavy snowy day and almost didn't freeze to death outside. child!"

　　Although the attitude is still awkward, the cloak on the shoulders of this boy is wet, and the deerskin boots under his feet are covered by mud, which shows that he is also working hard.

　　 So Sun Shaozong ignored the complaint, spread the self-made simple city map on the desk, and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Wuwei, mark all the temples and Taoist temples you have checked on the map for me."

　　Zhao Wuwei said in a bit embarrassed: "Dongcheng and Nancheng were inspected by the inspectors and the low-ranking officials, but Xicheng and Beicheng were handed over to the catchers of Daxing and Wanping counties, so..."

　　 "It doesn't matter, mark the ones you checked first."

　　 Zhao Wuwei just agreed, and he picked up the brush and traced the map one by one in the order of searching in his memory.

Seeing where the two of them were busy, Qiu Yunfei regarded himself as nothing, rubbing his frozen earlobes with both hands, and couldn't help but sneer and said: "I went to see it personally and didn't find anything wrong. What can you do to talk about soldiers on paper..."

"and many more!"

　　 Before he could finish speaking, Sun Shaozong suddenly pointed to a nun's house that Zhao Wuwei had just marked, and muttered, "Shuiyuean, Shuiyuean-this seems to be the family temple of Rongguo Mansion, right?"

　　 "Going back to Master, it is the family temple of Rongguo Mansion."

　　Sun Shaozong immediately asked again: "Since it is a family temple, naturally there should be a manager in charge of the temple. Have you seen the person in charge when you searched?!"

"This……"

　　Zhao Wuwei stubbornly said: "I haven't seen this before, but I heard that the steward is the nearest brother of Rongguo Mansion, it's not a nun..."

　　 ‘Nun’ didn’t say everything, I saw Sun Shaozong abruptly got up, walked outside without saying a word, greeted him loudly: "Order all the people, come with me to Rongguo Mansion!"

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　　水月庵.

　　Although the doors and windows are closed, the candlelight in front of the Buddha's niche is still swaying, and the reflection of the majestic Buddhist temple hall is extremely gloomy.

　　 And right in the middle of the hall, a handsome young man with a crown-like face was lying on the bluestone floor with a slight snoring sound between his lips and teeth.

　　 suddenly,

　　 A thick pounding pestle was raised high, and after dragging a long shadow in front of the altar, he waved down fiercely, hitting the young man's left knee!

　　 "Uh~"

　　 After a vague muffled grunt, the young man's eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously slid his back, and waited to sit up from the ground.

　　 However, with this exertion, he realized that his body was as soft as boneless, not to mention his waist, even to straighten his neck would take a hundred times the strength of the past!

what on earth is it? !

"Ha ha……"

　　 The young man was panicked and at a loss, when he heard a burst of laughter beside him, he raised his head and saw a familiar but unfamiliar face.

　　 said that they are familiar, because they are relatives.

　　 said it was unfamiliar, but it was because of the face that had always seen people with a smile, but at this time it was almost as hideous as a man-eating ghost.

　　 So the young man became more panicked, and said in a trembled voice: "Four... Fourth Uncle, what are you...what are you doing? My nephew... My nephew has never offended you!"

　　 "Did you offend me? Ha...hahaha..."

The man raised his head and laughed wildly, suddenly raised the pestle again, and slammed the young man's right arm viciously, and cursed: "Good one hasn't offended me! Jia Yun, have you forgotten? Now, who did you **** your job from?!"

　　 It turned out that this young man was actually Jia Yun, a close relative of Rongguo Mansion.

　　 "Ah~!"

Jia Yun screamed. After all, her body is still paralyzed. The pain is not very painful, but the scared soul flies away. She screams hurriedly: "Uncle Si, then you have wronged me. That errand. It was given by the second aunt, how could it be considered a rob? Besides, I have been charged for a lot of money recently...Ah~ Fourth Uncle forgiveness, forgiveness!"

　　 "Boy, did I wrong you?! Did you wrong you?! I wronged you..."

　　 While cursing, the man smashed his head ten times, hitting Jia Yun's right arm with a broken tendon, and then stopped breathing heavily.

With a look of morbid madness, he leaned in front of Jia Yun and said with a smile: "I wanted to kill a few irrelevant first, so as to make a lot of money-but who made Shuntian Mansion have been eyeing here? Nothing. , Uncle had no choice but to overtake you early."

　　 "Four uncle, fourth uncle!"

Jia Yun curled her body desperately, her nose and tears all over her face~www.readwn.com~ She has long lost the appearance of the romantic boy, but her mouth is still somewhat organized, and she cried, "Nephew is willing to help you escape. Going to the city, I know a place, the government must not be able to check...Ah!"

　　Touch~

　　 again hit Jia Yun's right arm with a pestle, and the man disdainfully said: "Who said I was going to run? Why should I run?"

As he said, he leaned down and stared at Jia Yun scorchingly, and said with his mouth full of white teeth: "Uncle now just wants to stay here, watching you struggle like a maggot, and finally froze to death in this wind and snow. "

　　 Jia Yun was finally a little desperate, she braced her neck desperately, and roared: "You act like this, aren't you afraid of being beheaded by the government?!"

　　 "Decapitate? Ha...hahaha..."

　　 The man laughed madly, then grinned and asked, "Want to know why I am not afraid of decapitation?"

　　 Jia Yun hesitated, then gritted her teeth and nodded.

　　 But in response to him, it was another cruel blow!

　　 The man smiled triumphantly: "But I want you to die unclearly, unclearly! Ha...hahaha..."

　　 boom~

　　 At this moment, I heard a loud noise like thunder, and the door of the door was papery and shattered into countless pieces!

　　 Immediately after a burly figure like an iron tower, he stepped in and said in a deep voice: "Jia Qin, if you are really not afraid of death, you should be directed at the official. What is the ability to anger others?"

Under the sway of the candlelight, the man slowly turned around, his left hand was holding the pounding pestle, his right arm hung over his side, but it was not Jia Qin and Jia Siye who had their right arm broken by Sun Shaozong in the Daguan Garden. Who could it be? !