Ye Qing asked doubtfully:
"There are so few weeds. Is it because of the weirdness of the fire?"
Smart people see clearly and think quickly.
He Wen nodded, squatted down, and took out a finger-width bamboo board from his arms. It looked similar to the toilet chips used after the ceremony.
He used a bamboo board to scrape away the ashes on the ground, pointed to the leaking jade floor and said:
"The fire was so big back then, and there seemed to be something special in it that had extremely strong burning power."
"Even the white marble bricks were burned and left serious marks."
"So there are less weeds here, probably because of those special things."
As he spoke, the lantern in He Wen's hand moved closer to the floor, clearly revealing the traces of the cleaned floor to Ye Qing's eyes.
There are some mottled burn marks on the white marble bricks. These marks don't look like they were left by burning, but rather like corrosion.
Thinking that such things were not recorded in the files, Ye Qing couldn't help but curiously asked:
"Why is there no record in the file?"
He Wen, who shook his head, was also confused and said:
"I don't know either. I asked Aweng back then, and Aweng said that Dali Temple and Jinyiwei couldn't find out what kind of combustion-supporting substance it was, so they just simply remembered..."
Speaking of which.
He Wen was silent.
This thing was wrong. I didn’t think about it carefully at first. It was based on my trust in Aweng.
But before the experience, Ziyuan Zhenren's record of the test was wrong, and Xiao Wang, the congratulator, obviously knew about it, but concealed it and only gave a little reminder.
If something slightly unreasonable appears now, it must be something someone did deliberately.
He Wen, who has a super memory, continued to recall: "At that time, when Awen recalled the characteristics of the fire, he only said that the fire suddenly became so big that it was so big that it could not be extinguished by pouring water. In addition to the smell of burning wood, there was also a very pungent smell.
The smell.”
Pungent smell? Burning leaves traces of corrosion?
Ye Qing's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of a terrible fuel in his previous life.
He asked: "Those who put out the fire, after smelling the burning smell, did they feel sick afterwards?"
"without……"
Just as he was about to answer the congratulatory message, he couldn't help but think of the seven names Chen Yuming had written for him before, four of which had passed away within the past year and a half.
Originally, both He Wen and Chen Yuming speculated that the deaths of these four people were caused by assassination.
Moreover, after his brother-in-law handled this case, he felt obviously unwell, so he went to see a medical expert and it took him more than a month to recover.
Looking at Ye Qing's reaction, could it be that he knew something?
He Wen said: "I only know that four people were in their prime, but they passed away within the past year and a half."
"As for me, Aweng, I felt uncomfortable for a while after returning from investigating the case. I found a master of medical skills and spent more than a month to heal my body."
Without waiting for Ye Qing to ask, he continued to add:
"I, Aweng, felt dizzy, vomited, and felt weak all over."
Ye Qing, who was sure it was that thing, whispered:
"I sold noodle soup in Huaiyang City and came into contact with many merchants who traveled all over the country."
"I remember someone said that there is a kind of phosphorus stone that burns when exposed to water. The fire is so fierce that it burns the tarsal bones. When burned, it produces a pungent smell, just like the smell of garlic. It is harmful to the body when smelled, and can cause death if ingested.
"
"I don't know if this is the case."
He Wen was dumbfounded after hearing such strange news. After a few breaths, he regained his composure and said:
"as big as World, nothing is nonexistent."
"According to what you said, this phosphorus stone is probably the fuel for this fire."
"To ignite the Sanqing Palace, a lot of phosphorus stone should be needed."
"Moreover, it will definitely not be easy to transport and store if it ignites when exposed to water. Maybe someone will see it."
"This is a lead that can be followed."
"Indeed." Ye Qing agreed with He Wen's conclusion.
At the same time, we gained an in-depth understanding of the abilities of this young detective prodigy.
He has a photographic memory, and his understanding of the case is far beyond ordinary people's, and he thinks of points that are easily overlooked.
For some of the clues he provided, he was able to quickly analyze accurate clues and propose effective tracking directions.
Right now, in Ye Qing's eyes, this young man with an ordinary face but bright eyes was clearly He Renjie and He Nan. He was really a strong one.
then.
He Wen continued to lecture Ye Qing: "There is a direction to trace the combustion-supporting substance."
"Now, let's deduce it according to what we said before."
Ye Qing, who nodded, pretended to be Zi Yuan, and He Wen acted as the murderer. The two of them reasoned about what might have happened at that time.
He Wen and Ye Qing stood face to face.
According to what is said in the file, he used a bamboo board as a dagger, held it behind his back and stabbed Ye Qing under the third rib of his left rib.
This poke.
He Wen and Ye Qing frowned.
He Wen is of average height, while Ye Qing is tall and slender, half a head taller than He Wen.
When people talk to each other, they usually stay one step away.
In addition, it was quiet at night, and there were highly skilled Jin Yiwei and Dali Temple guards outside the Sanqing Hall.
Any abnormal noise in the palace may attract the attention of the guards outside.
Therefore, the two are likely to stand closer.
Let's first deduce it according to one step away, at this distance.
He Wen's poke was a sudden attack, and the movement was not too large, and it hit just below the fourth rib.
He poked at the third rib pointed by Ye Qing, but it felt extremely awkward.
Ye Qing said: "Try it instead!"
He Wen nodded and handed the bamboo board to Ye Qing.
Following He Wen's action just now, Ye Qing only reached the fourth rib with one poke.
He Wen's bright eyes flashed, and he analyzed in a low voice: "Zhenzi Yuan is tall. Under a sudden attack, he should stand in a normal position, unless the murderer is much taller than Ziyuan."
"Otherwise, there is some distance."
"But if we are separated by some distance, according to what Master Zitian said, Master Ziyuan is very skilled and will definitely be able to react."
The quick-thinking congratulatory article boldly overturned the inferences made by Aweng and the others during Ziyuan Zhenren's speech examination.
He said loudly:
"So, is there a possibility that Ziyuan Zhenren was stabbed in the throat first, bowed in discomfort, and then his opponent struck out."
After saying that, he made some gestures with Ye Qing.
In this case, the location of the wound is correct.
This way.
He Wen frowned again and said:
"I came here to inspect the Sanqing Palace on my own before and deduce the method of attack and killing. I had no reference and did not discover this."
"But at the time of the incident, there were experts from Dali Temple and Jinyiwei. They practiced martial arts all year round. They should be very aware of these things. Why didn't they point them out?"
"Is it possible that there is an error in the word examination file and it's one of those people?"
Listening to He Wen's analysis, several people's names instantly appeared in Ye Qing's mind.
Liu Zujun, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, Sun Xu, a member of the Jinyiwei family, Sun Guobin, a member of the Jinyiwei family, and Gu Guang, the chief registrar of Dali Temple.
Sun Xu and Sun Guobin are the most suspected. Jin Yiwei is the sharpest sword in the Holy Emperor today, and the two of them are the best among them. Their skills are definitely the ones that stand out from the crowd.
It's impossible not to see this.
Another unreasonable point appears.
Chapter completed!