The scene in front of him made Xiao Chen freeze on the spot.
There were seven or eight corpses lying in the yard. Judging from their clothes, they were all servants and maids.
There was a pool of blood under each person's body, and there were deep wounds on their necks. Almost all of them had been killed with a single knife.
Xiao Chen hurriedly rushed to the door of the main house, raised his right foot and kicked the door open.
The oil lamp in the room flickered on and off.
The large square solid wood was placed on the table, with Zhang Shanren's fat body lying on it.
His face was ashen, and the blood flowing out of his seven orifices dripped from the table to the ground.
In his right hand, he was holding a bloody ghost head knife. In his left hand, he was holding an exquisite white porcelain bottle.
The red stopper of the porcelain bottle fell to the ground, and the pungent smell showed that the delicate porcelain bottle once contained highly toxic drugs.
Lying on the ground behind the square table was a woman dressed in luxurious clothes, who must be Zhang Shanren's first wife.
But she was no longer breathing.
Like everyone else in the yard, the wound on his neck was still bleeding out, and the bones were deep enough.
"Kill and silence?!" This word flashed through Xiao Chen's mind.
Suddenly, remembering the two suspicious servants blocking his entry at the door, Xiao Chen turned around and rushed out of the door.
Outside the door, the north wind was raging, and the two people who each received a blow from their own scabbards had long since disappeared.
Looking at the tall gate tower, Xiao Chen jumped up and stood on top of the gate tower, looking around.
The streets were empty, except for the whistling of the north wind, there was no movement at all.
"It's still a step too late. It seems that my survey during the day has already alerted the enemy."
After standing on the gatehouse for a while without noticing anything, Xiao Chen returned to Zhang Shanren's big house.
On the table where Zhang Shanren died, there was a white cloth spread out, with hundreds of scrawled handwriting written on it.
Picking it up, Xiao Chen looked at it and sneered.
The above content is the details of Zhang Shanren’s letter of repentance.
"I thought I was righteous and funded the construction of a street wall, but I didn't want to accidentally kill three father-in-laws in the palace. I knew that my crime was serious, so I had no choice but to commit suicide by taking poison today."
"Of course, I didn't want my family to be implicated in this, so I took them away together."
The signature, Zhang Liren, is Zhang Shanren's official name.
"What a man who commits suicide out of fear of crime. He really doesn't have three hundred taels of silver here." Xiao Chen put away the letter of repentance, took out the communication fireworks in his arms, and informed the Thirteenth Army.
After rummaging through Zhang Shanren's house, he found no other useful information. Xiao Chen stood at the gate, looking at the empty streets, with no expression on his face.
Half an hour later, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves on the streets of the town.
More than 30 13th-level lieutenants, led by Duan Tianming, quickly arrived at the gate of Zhang Shanren's Mansion.
With one leap, Duan Tianming jumped off the horse and landed steadily in front of Xiao Chen.
"Have you encountered a problem?" Duan Tianming held the delicate handle of the saber in his left hand and looked at Xiao Chen.
"I came a step too late, and Zhang Shanren's family was all killed. All of them were killed with one knife. The sword skills were so precise that they were either martial arts masters or professional killers." Xiao Chen said in a low voice.
"Are you checking on Zhang Shanren?"
Xiao Chen nodded: "Well, this person is related to another murder case. I came to investigate during the day and met Zhang Shanren. I was going to ask about it in the evening, but I didn't expect that he had been murdered."
"Okay, let's go in and take a look." As he said that, Duan Tianming waved his right hand, and more than thirty Dongchang captains behind him had already surrounded Zhang Shanren's mansion. Even on the roof, there were several captains standing on it.
Xiao Chen followed closely and walked in again.
Duan Tianming squatted on the ground and carefully examined the wounds on the necks of each deceased person.
"This is not a knife wound. The murderer used a sword. After sealing the throat with a sword, he deliberately used internal force to tear the wound open in order to confuse the audience." Duan stared at the uneven wound on the neck of a servant.
Tianming said.
"Well, I checked this just now. The murderer committed the crime in a hurry and temporarily created the scene where Zhang Shanren committed suicide out of fear of crime. Whether it was the ghost head knife in Zhang Shanren's hand or the poison bottle, they were all deliberately placed. This
There are no useful clues to refer to at the scene."
"Sealing the throat with a sword, the murderer has mastered the use of swords. There are many people with such strength in the entire capital. It may be difficult to find the murderer through sword wounds." Duan Tianming stood up.
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As a former captain of the Jin Yiwei, he has handled countless cases. In his eyes, such a small case in which more than ten people were killed does not seem worthy of the Dongchang troops and troops.
"Do you want to report this to your superiors?"
"Well," Xiao Chen nodded, "The purpose of calling you here is to dispose of these corpses. I will personally report the matter to the superiors."
...
There is a portrait of Yue Fei hanging in the bright hall of the East Jishi Factory. He is holding a bow in his left hand and a spear in his right hand, watching every move in the hall majestically.
Xiao Chen stood in the center of the hall, motionless.
Beside him, Xiao Lizi was holding a fly whisk, his waist slightly bowed, and he was looking ahead quietly.
There was a soft sound of footsteps behind the screen.
A middle-aged eunuch wearing a blue flying fish suit and a blue-black official hat walked out slowly.
"Xiao Chen, the 13th military commander of the East Jishi Factory, is here to greet Mr. Factory Master." When he saw the person coming, Xiao Chen hurriedly got down on one knee, which was a standard court gift.
"Well, get up." The middle-aged eunuch waved his hand slightly and said in a soft voice, "I know you are very good in both case handling and personal strength. This time the emperor established the Dongji Bureau, and so did I.
I specifically asked you and Thirteenth Battle to come here from Jinyiwei."
Walking to the Eight Immortals table in front of Yue Fei's portrait, the factory owner slowly sat down.
A sensible little eunuch had already placed a bowl of Yungui black tea at a moderate temperature on the table, and respectfully stepped aside.
"Thank you, Mr. Chang Gong, for your kindness." Xiao Chen lowered his head and said loudly. Then he took a step back and straightened up.
"Why are you here so late because of the murder of Wang San? I heard from Xiao Lizi that during the investigation of this incident, another murder case occurred."
The factory owner put his right elbow on the table, intertwined his hands, tilted his body slightly, and spoke softly.
"My lord, that's exactly what happened." Xiao Chen picked up Shuangquan again, "There are various signs that there is a huge force targeting the prince this time. If we continue to investigate, more may be revealed.
Regarding the murder case, I am here to report it to the factory owner and ask him to make a decision."
After hearing this, the factory owner stood up directly.
"How big is the power? Is it as big as the emperor? The emperor handed over this stall to our family, and our family will be responsible to the emperor. Check, let me get to the bottom of it. No matter how powerful the other party is, you always remember that you
Standing behind him is Dongjishi Factory and the Emperor."
"Yes, my subordinates will definitely get to the bottom of it."
Instantly, Xiao Chen felt that his whole body was full of strength and his back was straight.
