"Ma'am, go in." The servant girl Fu Yinyin returned to the hall.

Zhao Chengwangquan, Wu Guangsun Peng entered, closed the courtyard door, guarded all entrances and exits, and acted in a low-key and quiet manner.

Fu Mingrui saw that the old slave should be the governor, so he looked at the old slave: "Who are you, Mr. Wang Yi?"

"Lao Nu is the housekeeper of my lord, who named him Wang Fugui, and has been with him for twenty years." Wang Lao Nu made a brief self-introduction.

Fu Mingrui nodded: "When did your lord disappear? Where did he disappear? Does your lord have an enemy or a mistress? Do you know?"

Wang Laonu frowned: "My lord... disappeared five days ago, it was..." Wang Laonu became hesitant to speak.

Fu Mingrui saw the clue, and asked, "Is there any inconvenience?"

Wang Laonu shook his head: "Reporting to my lord, it is because my lord disappeared. This old slave... I am afraid to say it, I am afraid that if I tell you, my lord will not believe it."

What kind of person has Fu Mingrui never met? It is true that some people feel that they are afraid to speak out when they see incredible things, fearing that others will laugh at them or disbelieve them. For example, someone once said that they saw a person flying in the sky, but Fu Mingrui found out that it was brought up by a tornado.

Therefore, Fu Mingrui has seen a lot of things, and now, there is really nothing that can make him feel untrustworthy.

"Just talk about it. Be bold." Fu Mingrui let Wang Laonu speak boldly.

Wang Laonu nodded slightly, and said: "My lord entered Beijing a month ago, so he has no enemies, acts very low-key, and has not found a mistress. In the past month, my lord has not even had a brothel." I have been. But...since he bought that painting...he has become strange, he often looks at that painting, just one night..."

"Yes, yes, my lord used to dote on my concubine very much, but since he bought that painting, he would read it whenever he was free. It's been a long time since he had **** with a concubine..." Yinyin raised her eyes and looked at Fu Mingrui aggrievedly, her cheeks Pink, with spring in the eyes.

Fu Mingrui frowned slightly, not looking at Yinyin. He has been investigating the case until now, and there is often such a situation, just as he is investigating, the young woman of the family starts to wink at him.

The four of Zhao Cheng and the others who were standing outside saw it, but they also smiled and said nothing. They had seen this picture many times. Some even come to propose marriage after solving the case and ask for a physical promise. Who made the adults of their family the top three handsome men in the capital, and the lover in the hearts of thousands of girls.

"The night my lord disappeared, my lord was looking at the painting in the room, and this old slave remembers it clearly..." Wang Laonu said while recalling, "Because the ginseng soup that your lord has every night is sent by this old slave. , as usual, the old slave brought ginseng soup to the lord. It should be three o'clock in the evening, my lord... just sitting in front of that painting, staring at the painting, the old slave and him Greetings, but I couldn’t hear them either. The old slave came out, closed the door, and then patrolled the house, and when the old slave went to wake up the adults in the morning, the adults disappeared!”

When Wang Laonu said these words, those house slaves all showed cautious expressions as if they were fighting against evil, and stroked their arms one after another.

After hearing this, Fu Mingrui looked thoughtfully at the courtyard door: "When you woke up the next day, did you find the courtyard door open?"

The old slave sighed: "The old slave understands the meaning of the lord, and thinks that the lord may have gone out in the middle of the night, but when the old slave woke up the next day, the gate of the courtyard was clearly tied inside. If the lord went out in the middle of the night, it would be It is impossible to lock the door from the inside. Therefore, the old slave searched around, and found that the front door and the back door were all closed, but the adult was missing, and the old slave also found it very strange.

"Then why didn't you report the case that day?" Fu Mingrui looked at Wang Laonu deeply.

Wang Laonu frowned, showing a trace of common people's timidity: "Because I am not sure what happened, although I feel strange, but I don't dare to report to the officials just because the lord is not at home in the morning. Where did you go out to do things, wouldn’t this old slave make a fuss? You will be punished by your lord.”

Fu Mingrui was already frowning, and ordinary people in the market did not dare to take responsibility. This is what he often encounters when solving crimes. Because many small people dare not take responsibility and do not want to cause trouble, some cases are often delayed, and even key clues are lost.

However, this is human nature, and there is nothing he can do about it.

Besides, he is very particular about respect and inferiority. It is really beyond the servant's business to intervene in the master's affairs. It is precisely because of this strict dignity that Wang Laonu did not dare to report the case. Logically, it should be Wang Yi's wife who came to report the case. Unfortunately, Wang Yi didn't bring his wife with him, but only brought a concubine, and the identity of this concubine is sometimes not as good as the loyal old slave housekeeper for twenty years.

In the end, it was Lin Zhengying who came to report the case.

Fu Mingrui felt that there was nothing to ask here, so she got up: "I want to see your master's room."

"Yes, please come with this old slave." Wang Laonu led Fu Mingrui into the backyard.

A small courtyard, two yards front and back, eight rooms, clearly and distinctly.

Wang Laonu pushed away Wang Yi's bedroom: "This is your lord's bedroom, and that painting is hanging on the wall." Wang Laonu specifically pointed to the painting on the wall.

Fu Mingrui looked at him: "Do you think... your lord's disappearance is related to that painting?" After all, this old slave is someone close to Wang Yi, and he must know Wang Yi's life habits very well, otherwise Wang Yi would not let him Follow Jinglai and be a housekeeper. The person who entrusts the family must be a very trustworthy person.

If a person's habits suddenly change, there must be something going on, and many clues are deduced from this.

Wang Laonu seemed hesitant to speak, and secretly glanced at the painting from time to time, with an expression on his face as if looking at something evil: "My lord, there are some things that I dare not say. But it is true that the painting bought After I came back, my lord has changed a lot, as if...bewitched, staring at the painting every day, sometimes talking to myself, very cautious..." Wang Laonu said at the end, no Dare to look at the painting again, lowered his face.

If it was in the past, Fu Mingrui would not believe it, and would feel that the ignorant people were thinking wildly, with strange powers and gods.

But since so many things happened, and he went to the underworld to see ghosts again, now some things that are talked about by gods and gods will also be included in Fu Mingrui's suspicion.

Fu Mingrui stood outside the bedroom. The bedroom was very clean, but for some reason, there was a faint smell of blood in the air. Their eight doors dealt with criminal cases, so the scene of the murder was naturally the scene of the murder, so he was very familiar with the smell of blood.

It was the smell of blood that made him suspicious. How can there be **** smell in a clean room?

He looked at Wang Laonu: "Butler Wang, since your lord disappeared, have you entered this room again?"

Wang Laonu shook his head again and again: "Of course you can't enter, the adults are not here, so you can't enter his bedroom at will."

Fu Mingrui believed Steward Wang's words, the master and servant were respectful and red tape. If the master is not there, the servant will be beaten if he enters the master's room at will.