Chapter 38: The deceased who is consistent with both suicide and homicide
Most of the murder mystery has been solved, but whether it is a random fantasy or a reality that can be realized still needs to be verified.
Bad guy Shi Jing stepped forward and took out a pen: "Everyone, please take a look!"
Everyone looked over and found that the pen was made according to the drawings. The pen barrel was hollow. When they pressed the slender murder weapon model inside, it fit perfectly and stuck directly in.
Shi Jing began to demonstrate: "This pen is a murder tool. There is an elastic tendon made of beef tendon and rattan wire coiled inside the pen barrel. The murderer first pressed the elastic tendon with a thin wooden stick to the bottom, and then boiled the yellow wax.
Now, carefully pour it into the pen barrel and wrap the elastic."
"Wait until the yellow wax is frozen, pull out the wooden stick, insert the murder weapon, press the handle against the bottom of the stick, make the chute, and open a nozzle at the bottom of the pen holder, and it's basically done!"
Shi Jing showed it, facing the open space, and with a swish, the murder weapon model really shot out.
"The one I made is very simple. The murderer's must be much more sophisticated so that it can look fake and real, so that people who are used to holding pens can't find the flaws."
"When the Tibetan ambassador first uses this pen, he will burn the tip of the pen in a candle flame for a while. Once it comes into contact with the flame, the yellow wax in the pen tube will be heated and melt. When the elastic tendon collapses, the hidden weapon inside will be ejected, killing people from a distance!"
In this era, high tables and large chairs were not yet popular, and writing methods were often dominated by holding scrolls.
That is to say, the right hand holds the pen and the left hand holds the scroll, writing in the air without any support.
This method is very demanding on the hardness of the pen, so when using a new pen, it will be lightly baked on a candle flame to allow the pen tip to be heated and hardened, and the remaining hair will be removed.
And this became the last step in activating the hidden murder weapon.
The Tibetan ambassador Nian Zenggu finished baking his pen, but before he could write a few words, a slender poisonous blade came out of the pen barrel and pierced his throat from bottom to top, killing him with one blow.
An Zhongjing tried it and frowned: "But there is no guarantee that such a hidden weapon can kill the Tibetan ambassador, right?"
"What if he bakes the nib for a longer time and the hidden weapon in the pen barrel pops out?"
"Or maybe the pen holder shook when he was holding the pen, and the concealed weapon happened to miss his neck?"
Jia Sibo nodded: "Yes, this method of killing seems sophisticated, but it is actually an uncontrollable gamble. Is this really how the murderer killed?"
Kang Meng smiled bitterly: "We can't figure this out either, but based on the corpse of the Tibetan ambassador and various traces at the scene, this is the limit of what we can guess. Please give us some advice, Captain Li!"
He looked at Li Yan expectantly.
“Excellent analysis!”
Li Yan sincerely praised: "Believe in yourselves, you are a mature detective team!"
"detective……"
Kang Meng chewed the word for a while, investigated the clues, and found out the truth. He couldn't help but be convinced: "Everything is due to Captain Li's good teaching!"
Kang Meng spoke sincerely, and Li Yan felt satisfied when he heard it.
When your wisdom is high, take action yourself.
When wisdom is low, the younger brother takes action.
Simply a crime buster.
Li Yan was in a good mood, but when he thought about this case, his face became serious again: "Actually, this last doubt just adds to the motive, that is, why did Nian Zenggu die?"
"The murderer wanted to create a political incident!"
"Domestically, it aroused the hatred of the Tibetan people towards the Tang Dynasty and continued to launch wars. Externally, it took the initiative in diplomacy. It also weakened the influence of the Tang Dynasty in front of other foreign races. Even the envoys of the envoys could not be protected. If other countries wanted to step in,
Even if you use it, you will be wary of it!"
"So Nian Zenggu's death in Liangzhou Station was actually of great benefit to Tubo. Do you think Nian Zenggu would sacrifice himself for the benefit of the country?"
Everyone's expressions changed.
Jia Sibo said solemnly: "What Yuan Fang means is that the Tibetan ambassador deliberately cooperated with the murderer?"
Li Yan nodded: "This secret room murder case is both suicide and homicide."
In everyone's minds, an old man with a stereotyped face appeared. He straightened his clothes, silently came to the case in the middle of the night, and stretched out his hand to reach into the pen holder.
He knew very well that there was something wrong with the pen, but he continued to write as usual, and the pen was erratic.
The end of the pen barrel should always be aimed at your throat.
Whoosh!
When the old man screamed in pain and fell down to death, Qiu Shenji and others were attracted in, but they could not find any murderer at all.
Then the Tibetan envoys rushed into the upper hall, detained Qiu Shenji and his party, and quietly took away the evidence, completing this tacit murder with internal and external cooperation.
Kang Meng said with admiration: "Listening to Colonel Li's words is better than me pondering for a while!"
Li Yan looked at him with a smile.
There is a flattering Zeng Tai beside Di Renjie. Could it be that you also want to compete for this position?
An Zhongjing became excited: "Then we can go to the Tibetan envoys to arrest people. The murderer must be among them. Let's arrest the Brenzan Blade first!"
"Can not be done!"
Jia Sibo frowned: "In this case, it is useless to just crack the murder method. The key is to catch the murderer who made the murder tools. Otherwise, these remarks are just speculation."
"The Tibetan envoys will definitely deny it, and we cannot have evidence to prove that Nian Zenggu had suicidal thoughts."
From a subjective point of view, this is suicide.
From an objective point of view, this was homicide.
The point is, since ancient times, one’s deeds have been ignored, and Nian Zenggu is already dead. The analysis of his psychology is all speculation. Why do you say that he cooperated with the murderer?
If the murderer who made this murderous tool cannot be caught, Datang will have to admit its responsibility.
"That's why this case is so complicated."
Li Yan sighed: "Not only can the suspicion of Nian Zenggu's suicide be ruled out during the autopsy, but the most disgusting thing is that we clearly know that the Tibetan envoys have something to do with it, and there is no evidence. Don't forget, the pen is nominally Liang
Provided by Zhouyiguan!”
"All we can do is catch the murderer who made the murder tool!"
Kang Meng's expression changed: "If the murderer is never caught..."
Li Yandao: "Qiu Shenji, who received the notice of murder and went to protect Nian Zenggu, became the biggest scapegoat. All the officials in Liangzhou Post House will also be severely punished!"
He didn't say a word. If he agreed to Liniang's bet challenge, it would not be Qiu Shenji but him who would be trapped in Liangzhou Post House!
This is a trap set by the enemy!
“The people who designed this case are very smart and have considered everything!”
Li Yan secretly thought that it was a lucky coincidence that everyone was a little downcast, and he smiled enigmatically: "But the murderer also has a lot of secrets!"
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, everyone's spirits were lifted.
An Zhongjing said happily: "I knew Yuanfang had a way. Ha, this time we will work together to find out the Tibetan murderer!"
Li Yan told the truth: "What I mean is that nothing is perfect in the world. In fact, any plan has flaws. The question is whether it can be discovered. I don't think of how to break the situation now, so I am disappointed."
Sure enough, no one believed the truth, and everyone shouted: "Yuanfang is humble again!" "Li Xiaowei will lead us to catch the prisoner!"
"Now is really not the time..."
Li Yan pressed his hand and said to Kang Meng and the other five: "You continue to pursue the whereabouts of the murderer according to your own ideas. I hope to witness your infinite potential being stimulated!"
"yes!"
Kang Meng was very excited, and his friends were full of fighting spirit and courage, and they went to solve the case together.
Li Yan watched them leave, with expectations in his heart.
Jia Sibo saw clearly that everyone else was taking credit, but this one gave up the credit and said sincerely: "Kang Meng's younger brother Kangda is Yuanfang's classmate and friend. Yuanfang is really too good at friends."
So righteous!"
An Zhongjing grabbed Li Yan and said, "Good brother, don't say anything else. We won't come home until we get drunk tonight!"
…
It’s a night to go home without getting drunk.
Li Yan was riding a lion, holding a beautiful chicken, and Xiao Hei was lying on the horse behind him.
I have seen the luxury of Anfu.
We didn't even tour the whole city, we just did some activities in the garden, which is a dozen acres in size.
Not to mention the beautiful flowers, ponds and trees, there are also three-storey pavilions with carved beams and beams, which are magnificent.
Hundreds of maids shuttled in and out of the garden, carrying gold and silver vessels, fresh fruits and wine, delicacies of land and water, and sumptuous dishes.
However, although the environment is good, the entertainment options are not enough.
Even though the adults were not here, there was nothing indescribable in the whole evening.
Li Yan said, I can refuse, but you can’t live without it!
Unfortunately, An Zhongjing obviously loved cockfighting more and took Li Yan to play with him all night.
Cockfighting was a major pastime for nobles during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and various stories are often found in history books.
In the Tang Dynasty, the game was even more popular among the people, ranging from officials and nobles to traffickers and pawns.
The first is that the cost is lower. After all, chickens are ordinary poultry, and the venue for cockfighting is far from requiring a court like polo, so a game can be played at any time;
The second is that cockfighting was often carried out together with gambling, which not only catered to the competitive nature of the Tang Dynasty people, but also conformed to the human nature of loving gambling.
The cockfights were indeed very exciting. An Zhongjing, Jia Sibo and a group of nobles were shouting and drinking, and they were drunk.
Li Yan also drank a lot of wine, but because of his profound Danyuan Jin skills, this small amount of wine was just drizzle to him, and he couldn't get drunk at all.
The one who was really drunk was the red-faced An Zhongjing, who forced him to give him a fighting cock.
Li Yan couldn't laugh or cry. He couldn't refuse the drunkard and could only carry him home.
Good luck, let's eat chicken tonight?
Stewed directly?
forget it.
You must know that this aggressive and good-looking chicken is extremely expensive.
Even if it is not as good as the lion horse that An Zhongjing also gave him as a gift, it is certainly comparable to a green horse.
Chicken is too expensive for you, I can't afford it.
"I will accept the lion Cong. The fighter in this rooster will be returned to An Zhongjing tomorrow... eh?"
Just as he was thinking about returning it tomorrow, Li Yan's eyes suddenly froze and he glanced to both sides.
At the same time, Xiao Hei behind him also bared his teeth and roared in front of him.
next moment.
From the low houses on both sides of Xiaolianzi Lane, figures jumped out silently.
With a crossbow on his waist and a knife in his hand, he was all dressed in black. His face was covered by black cloth, revealing a pair of cold eyes, flashing with a murderous aura.
A tall man in black came out and pointed at Li Yan: "Kill him!"
Faced with this sudden attack, Li Yan looked calmly and without saying a word, he calmly threw away the fighting cock, holding the chain knife in his right hand, and caressing the lion's head with his left hand.
next moment.
The lion suddenly accelerated.
Under the moonlight, a man rode alone, facing dozens of men in black. He did not retreat but advanced, riding his horse and slashing his sword.