Teng Yuyi smiled in surprise: "For me?"

When I opened the lacquer box, there was a warm white air in front of me. The box was full, and it was full of round desserts. The desserts seemed to be mixed with grass juice, and the dough was lightly colored. A bit messy, either too deflated or too drum.

Qizhi was a little embarrassed: "This is the Sanqing Cake in our Guanli. Jue Sheng and I got up early in the morning to make it. The dough was not kneaded well enough, but the taste was not bad. Madam Du, this box is for you. "

"Me too?" Du Tinglan took it with a smile.

Jue Sheng's face was full of pride: "The recipe for this Sanqing Cake was handed down by the master's master, and a few flavors of spirit herbs are added to it, which has the effect of strengthening Qi and consolidating the essence. Every spring and summer, the master will instruct Guanli to make a few spare copies. It worked very well. We also mixed a lot of ling sand in the filling, but it was sweet and sweet. Madam Teng and Madam Du have been frightened these past few days, and they won’t have nightmares after eating this night.”

Teng Yuyi looked at Dim Sum without speaking, and through the sweet heat, she seemed to see the two warm hearts of Jue Sheng and Qi Zhi.

She closed her eyes and smelled it, and sighed: "Just smell the taste to know how delicious it is. Chunrong, take these food boxes to the flower hall. I won't eat anything else for breakfast, just eat us. The snacks made by the little Taoist master himself."

Juesheng and Qizhi were very happy. I didn't expect Madam Teng to like it so much. It seemed that the idea of ​​giving snacks was right.

In fact, until they went to bed last night, they didn't think about what gifts to bring to Teng Mansion tomorrow. Mrs. Teng made a special trip to invite them to eat delicious food. He said he would draw some more talismans and give them to Mrs. Teng, and I’ll explain that I will buy some rouge gouache today, but at this time, the senior brother suddenly returned to the temple, maybe he heard what they said, and he casually said something along the corridor: “You guys Do people dare to use the rouge gouache she bought? Isn’t she a big lover of dim sum? It’s not troublesome to make some Sanqing cakes.”

Jue Sheng and Qi Zhi hurriedly ran out of the house, the senior brother had already left, the lights in the scripture hall were still on, but the door was locked. There are anecdotes and various Taoist classics hidden there. Usually, whenever a brother encounters a difficult matter, he will go to it to seek answers.

Senior brother came back late at night to look at the Tibetan scrolls in the watch, and it seemed that he encountered a difficult problem in the process of investigating Zhuang Mu.

The two opened the door and went in, and there was indeed one of the thickest books on the shelf missing.

When I woke up early in the morning to make Sanqing Cake, my senior brother didn't even see him.

The group went to the flower hall. On the way, Teng Yuyi asked Chunrong, "Can Grandpa have breakfast?"

Chunrong smiled and said, "My lord is so sleepy like a lady, and he left after breakfast before dawn."

Teng Yuyi thought to himself, Grandpa should take a rest these days. He was so busy early in the morning that last night's conversation must have played a role. This could not be better. Grandpa is a person who is resolute and resolute. The two women won't be under the same fate as in the previous life.

During breakfast, Teng Yuyi had a very good appetite and ate a lot of Sanqing cakes in one go.

Du Tinglan was also full of praise for this snack.

Jue Sheng and Qi Zhi were so embarrassed that they were praised, scratched their heads and asked, "There was no more evil in the house last night."

"No, my sister and I slept soundly last night." Teng Yuyi said with a smile, and after thinking about it, she stepped back, "Have you seen your brothers in the morning, Zhuang Muke said why he was led to the spice Shop in the back alley?"

Juesheng shook his head: "I didn't see my senior brother this morning, but my senior brother came back last night, but he only took a copy of the book from the spectacle and left, without even drinking a sip of tea. It should be because the trial was not very good. Good luck, otherwise senior brother went to catch the real culprit last night, and wouldn't have run back to Guanli so late."

Teng Yuyi: "Is Zhuang Mu still unwilling to say it?"

Qizhi held his cheeks: "If I were Zhuang Mu, I knew that I was framed by the real murderer, but I told everything I knew when I was caught yesterday, why would I keep my mouth shut."

Du Tinglan interjected: "This person must have some concerns."

Jue Sheng was puzzled: "He was caught by Dali Temple. If he refuses to explain, he will definitely be sentenced to a heavy sentence. He will die both horizontally and vertically. Why should he bear the notoriety of a murderer for others?"

Teng Yu pondered and said: "Zhuang Mu is a desperado, and the word 'death' may not be a fear for him, but what if there is a bigger disaster than 'death' for him? "

The three people at the table were stunned.

At this time, Uncle Cheng led the servants of the chef in, and each servant was holding a lacquer box, which was filled with all kinds of snacks, and there were about 20 boxes in total.

"Here is Yulu Dumplings, which is the little Taoist's favorite, and here are other pastries made in spring." The cook smiled, and opened the boxes one by one for Teng Yuyi to take a look at, "Miss, it seems to be in your heart. "

Teng Yuyi inspected it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "Let's add a few more boxes of glutinous rice cakes. The mansion didn't make it when the priest came last time. This time, I just invited them to try it out."

Juesheng and Qizhi's fat faces couldn't help blushing: "It's all for us? This is too much, we can't finish it. Madam Teng, you are taking too much trouble."

Teng Yuyi couldn't help but ask people to send the lacquer box to the cart in Qingyun Temple: "The weather is still cold, and the dim sum can be stored. You can take it back and put it away. Eat slowly without fear of spoilage."

Qizhi and Juesheng thanked them, and when they moved, a tube of purple hair fell out of Qizhi's sleeve, and the body of the tube was brightly lacquered.

Teng Yuyi was surprised, and bent down to help Qizhi pick up the pen: "Is this the birthday gift you bought for your senior brother at Mozhai yesterday?"

Such a high-class Zihao, at least ten bucks, the two little guys are stingy about themselves, and they are really concerned about the affairs of their senior brothers.

Qizhi hurriedly said, "No, something like that happened yesterday, and we didn't have time to choose a gift. This is what Mrs. Li San gave us."

Teng Yuyi and Du Tinglan looked at each other: "Li Huaigu?"

Jue Sheng said, "Aren't those little ladies and sons terrified yesterday, it was getting late, so we dropped by the way to send them back to their respective houses. This lady Li San lives the farthest, and sent them all the way down by car. She was the only one left. Mrs. Li San was chatting with us, saying that she had not slept peacefully at night since she bumped into a ghost in Osu Chuan. She asked if we had any good ideas. I gave it to her. Madam Li San was very grateful, and said that she knew that the talisman in our temple was very precious, and she did not dare to accept the talisman in vain. She took out two tubes of pens bought in Mozhai and insisted on giving it to us, but we would not accept it. , it is said that Quan should be the incense money in the concept of filial piety."

Speaking of this, Jue Sheng smiled and said: "Master, he is an old man. He has always been very stingy, and he has set rules very early. Any incense money offered by the donor will not be turned down. We think Mrs. Li is a good person. Besides, it wasn't anything particularly valuable, so I took it away. But in the morning, Qizhi discussed it with me, and said that it could not be used for incense, so it would be bad to take it without authorization. If the lady feels that she feels bad about accepting the talisman in the Guanli, it would be better to come and offer the incense in person another day."

Du Tinglan: "So it is."

Teng Yuyi lowered her eyelashes and took a light sip of tea.

At this time, Cheng Bo entered the flower hall: "Miss, the second lady of the Wu family sent someone to send a message."

"Wu Qi?"

There are two gilded posts in Cheng Bo's hands, one for Teng Yuyi and one for Du Tinglan.

The sisters took a look. It turned out that the peach blossoms of Yuzhen Nu Guanguan were blooming a few days ago, and Wu Qi invited them to watch the flowers and take a green outing today.

Cheng Bo said, "As soon as the lady left yesterday, this post was sent. Originally, the old slave was going to give it to the lady last night, but she put it aside after seeing the lady and the master talking in the study."

Teng Yuyi was a little hesitant. It was okay to go out to enjoy flowers during the day, but she promised to bring Juesheng and Qizhi to Shanhailou for dinner today.

Cheng Bo warmly reminded: "Miss, Wu Erniang's father, Wu Ruyun, was promoted to Censor Zhongcheng, and he is the same as Zhongshu."

Teng Yuyi understood what Cheng Bo meant. Wu Rujun worshipped the prime minister. Grandpa was a strong fan on the side of Megatron. In order not to attract suspicion from the court, the Teng and Wu families had no deep friendship, but there was no harm in the children of the two families walking around.

Du Tinglan also said: "After returning to Chang'an, you haven't had enough time to relax. It's better for the two of us to go out to play while taking this opportunity. The big deal is to come back sooner."

Teng Yuyi looked at Juesheng and Jizhi, still struggling in her heart.

Juesheng and Qizhi also understood at this time, and hurriedly said to Teng Yuyi, "Miss Teng, go out and relax. It just so happens that we are going to follow Lu Zhaoan today, and we will have dinner together tomorrow."

Teng Yuyi had no choice but to say, "Then I will go directly to Qingyunguan to pick you up tomorrow morning?"

Jue Sheng and Qi Zhi said cheerfully, "Okay."

Teng Yuyi handed the post to Cheng Bo: "return to us to go to the appointment."

As soon as Cheng Bo left, the maid in the corridor said, "The eldest son is here."

Before he finished speaking, Du Shaotang stepped into the flower hall.

At the age of eleven, when he was growing tall, Du Shaotang was rather thin, wearing a spring green round-neck tee shirt, which looked like a fine willow from a distance. Thought it was a little girl.

Du Shaotang looked surprised when he saw Juesheng and Jizhi in the flower hall: "Little Daoist?"

Du Tinglan asked curiously, "Why did you come here early in the morning, isn't Guozijian going to school today?"

"Master is on vacation, and you don't have to go to class for these two days." Du Shaotang met Juesheng and Qizhi, and as soon as he sat down, he said, "Cousin Yu, yesterday I—"

Glancing at Jue Sheng and Qi Zhi, he hesitated whether to say it.

Teng Yuyi hurriedly said, "The two little Taoist priests are not outsiders, just say anything."

Du Shaotang said, "I was fine at home yesterday, so I bought some things to visit Ji Zhen in the Hu Mansion. When I left, I took Brother Huoqiu and this one from cousin Yu—"

He took out the bald pen of Dongmingguan and showed it to everyone.

"The Hu residence saw me coming alone. This time, I was allowed to visit Ji Zhen in the inner courtyard, but they still wouldn't let me in the inner room. They only said that Ji Zhen's appearance was too terrifying, for fear of scaring me. I was in the outer room. After sitting for a while, I thought to myself that Ji Zhen was sick in bed for a while, and he must have been looking forward to his classmates and friends to visit him. Maybe he would be very happy to know that I was here. I said from outside the curtain: 'Ji Zhen, I'm Shaotang, I'm here to see you, are you feeling better?' Then I heard—"

Du Shaotang's voice trembled: "I heard a strange voice shouting from the back room: 'Don't come here, I didn't see anything'. The voice was shrill and hoarse, and I almost didn't hear it was Ji Zhen's voice After a while, Mr. Hu and Mrs. Hu came out. Mrs. Hu's face was full of tears, and Mr. Hu looked very ugly. He came out and said to me: 'The dog has no symptoms, please also ask Du Gongzi Haihan.' How dare you stay any longer, you are busy saying goodbye."

Jue Sheng and Qi Zhi were more and more surprised. When the senior brother told them about Hu Jizhen yesterday, he only said that Hu Jizhen became an idiot because he lost his soul and soul. Hu Jizhen heard a few words in his mouth. Unexpectedly, when Duke Du went, Hu Jizhen had such a big reaction.

But if you think about it, you will know that Hu Jizhen is not familiar with his senior brother, but Du Gongzi is really a good friend of Hu Ji. Hearing the voice of his former classmate, Hu Gongzi's remaining soul has a sense, and it is not surprising that a little vague memory is drawn.

"'Don't come here, I didn't see anything'—" Qizhi chewed this sentence in his mouth, "Young Master Hu shouted like that?"

Du Shaotang nodded with lingering fears.

Teng Yuyi was shocked and suspicious. She had known that Hu Jizhen was very ill. According to this situation, Hu Jizhen seemed to have broken something before being assassinated.

Although there are only two short sentences, it may prove that Mr. Hu had foreseen the danger before the accident. He knew that the other party would not let him go. In a hurry, he could only say such words to protect himself, but it was obvious that the other party was not soft-hearted. .

"Aren't your brothers investigating this matter all the time?" Teng Yuyi turned to Juesheng Jizhi, "Where did Hu Jizhen go and who he met before the accident, you can find out if you don't check it."

Juesheng and Qizhi hesitated a little bit. Yesterday, when senior brother mentioned Hu Jizhen's strange illness, he mentioned that Mrs. Teng had been investigating Lu Zhaoan, but as long as they kept an eye on Lu Zhaoan, senior brother didn't say that they should keep their mouths shut in front of Mrs. Teng.

Today, Mr. Du has made a new discovery, so there is no need to hide it from Mrs. Teng.

They told Hu Jizhen's itinerary on the day of the accident.

"The whereabouts of Mr. Hu were unknown for two full hours that day. It happened that Lu Zhaoan was at the British government's mansion for a banquet, but there is no way to prove that Mr. Hu went to Lu Zhaoan before the accident."

Teng Yuyi and Du Tinglan looked at each other, Lu Zhaoan was too cautious, even if they found him, he still couldn't get a real handle.

Du Shaotang interjected: "Even if Ji Zhen broke something, he wouldn't be killed like this. Is there a greater crime than murder?"

"It must be a deadly handle." Teng Yuyi pondered, "Once the news leaks, the murderer himself will suffer disaster, but it is too obvious to kill, it is better to turn Hu Jizhen into an idiot, this disease is superficially obsessed with phlegm Almost, nothing will be found in a while, if Lin Chengyou had not been stalking Lu Zhaoan long ago, and thus became suspicious of Hu Jizhen's illness, this matter might not have been written down."

Du Shaotang was stunned for a while, and then said angrily: "I still can't figure it out, Hu Jizhen is not a talkative person. Even if he sees something, he may not be able to spread it everywhere. Why should that person kill him."

"What if he encounters Lu Zhaoan killing someone?" Teng Yuyi said coldly, "Will Young Master Hu also be bored in his stomach and not talk about it?"

Everyone was horrified.

Du Tinglan thought about it for a while, then said with trepidation, "Young Master Hu said 'you'. If this was the last sentence he shouted before the accident, wouldn't Master Hu see more than one person at the time?"

Jue Sheng came back to his senses: "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't say 'you'. Suppose one of them is Lu Zhaoan, who is the other?"

Teng Yuyi looked at the jasmine petals in the cup. It was interesting. Lu Zhaoan's water seemed to be deeper than he expected. The death of the elder sister in the past life and the strange disease of the young master Hu in this life are inextricably linked, and the fog is heavy, the more you look down. , the more startling. If Mr. Hu was really killed by Lu Zhaoan, who was the person with him at that time? It can make people want to kill on the spot, what Mr. Hu saw is absolutely no trivial matter.

"You have to tell your brothers about this as soon as possible." Teng Yuyi put down the tea cup and said, "You should go too, Shaotang. This matter is of great importance. You should tell Lin Chengyou what you saw in the Hu residence yesterday."

Qi Zhi hesitated: "But senior brother is busy investigating the cases of pregnant women today, and we may not be able to see him."

"Then wait outside the Dali Temple." Teng Yuyi thought about it, she must not let Lu Zhaoan know that Shaotang was investigating him, so she said to Du Shaotang, "I'll let Cheng Bo make a face for you first, and Huoqiu can't fall."

Without further ado, the three brothers and sisters returned to the inner courtyard. Cheng Bo took out some fake beards from the warehouse to help Du Shaotang disguise. appearance.

After it was done, Teng Yuyi and Du Tinglan paced around Du Shaotang, gasping in amazement, and Du Shaotang himself was stunned. Cheng Bo's technique was completely unrecognizable, and this time I was afraid that A-Niang wouldn't recognize him.

Huo Qiu knew the art of disguise, and when the three of them came out, they had already dressed themselves up.

They went to the flower hall to join Jue Sheng and Qi Zhi, and went out of the mansion together.

On the way, Teng Yuyi told Du Shaotang, "Just say your surname is Tang in front of people."

Du Shaotang nodded. It was the first time he participated in such a "big event", and he couldn't tell whether he was excited or scared, because he walked so fast that he almost stumbled.

Jue Sheng and Qi Zhi hurriedly supported Du Shaotang: "Mr. Du-Tang."

Teng Yuyi dragged Du Shaotang aside and whispered, "It's just a trip to Dali Temple, why panic like this? Remember, you are a man, no matter what happens outside, you must be steady."

Du Shaotang shyly looked at Juesheng and Qizhi not far away. These two little Taoist priests were a few years younger than him, but they were already able to stand on their own.

Not to mention Cousin Yu.

He hurriedly helped Fu Fu's head: "Cousin Yu, don't worry, I know what to do."

Teng Yuyi stared at him for a while, then nodded.

Before going out, Du Tinglan warned her younger brother a few more words, while Teng Yuyi watched as people put the boxes of snacks she prepared into Qingyunguan's cart, making sure that nothing was missed, so she was relieved.

Du Shaotang went with Jue Sheng Qi Zhi, while Teng Yuyi and Du Tinglan took another car.

When passing by a mansion on the way, Teng Yuyi heard some noise outside. Looking out through the window curtain, he saw a line of Marquis Wu knocking on the door of the mansion. Pregnancy? Regardless of the master's family, the servants and wives under the family must also report it. This matter is of great importance, and those who dare to hide from the government will be severely punished!"

The attendant was startled and quickly said, "My wife is not pregnant. I also asked the officials to wait a moment. The villain went in and asked if the steward's wife was pregnant."

Teng Yuyi said in surprise, "Is this trying to find out about the existing pregnant women in Chang'an?"

Du Tinglan was stunned: "Are you afraid that the murderers will cause chaos again, so you want to take precautions in advance? Last time, my grandfather said that Chang'an is now in the people's Anwufu, at least there are millions of people, so it goes from house to house, and I don't know when it will be investigated. ."

Teng Yu thought about it for a while, other people might not be able to check it, it was Lin Chengyou's idea, then it's another matter. Lin Chengyou went straight to the sky to listen, and the magistrates of Chang'an and Wannian counted for their own future, and they did not dare to refuse. His order, Chang'an has a large population, but the number of households is limited. As long as the manpower that can be mobilized can be mobilized to investigate the city, it will be clear in a few days.

She was a little puzzled. The other party went to great lengths to frame Zhuang Mu. Now that Zhuang Mu has been caught, why not Lin Chengyou?

***

Dali Temple.

Yan Sizhi came out of the morgue and said to Lin Chengyou as he walked: "Shu Liniang and Bai's skirts are not damaged, it can be seen that the murderer didn't think about wrapping the fetus with their skirts at the time, but when he arrived at Rong Anbo's wife, Xiao Jiang Shi did this, making it clear that he wanted to put the blame on Zhuang Mu. Lin commented on the matter, so why didn't he declare that the real murderer had been caught? The murderer might have been able to reveal his guilt sooner when he heard that we were "in the game". "

Lin Chengyou looked at the pines and cypresses in front of the court thoughtfully, and answered after a moment: "Last night, I looked for the evil spirits and magic tricks of Jidaoguan to take the fetus. If it is really for the sake of refining Yueshuo Tongjun, the murderer will never do it. They will only take the third child and give up. Once the crime is committed again, it will be meaningless for the murderer to blame Zhuang Mu. How can such a seasoned murderer do something meaningless? I am thinking, the murderer will dig for Zhuang Mu. So many traps, just to clear your suspicions, will there be other deep meanings?"

Yan Sizhi was stunned: "What else could it be for other than framed?"

"Shock? Warning?" Lin Chengyou thoughtfully paced down the steps.

Yan Sizhi was even more confused: "Zhuang Mu has already been caught, who can these so-called 'shocks' and 'warnings' be used for?"

"What if there is someone behind Zhuang Mu..." Lin Chengyou said, "the murderer doesn't care about Zhuang Mu, but the person behind Zhuang Mu. I asked Azan, the master of You Migui, and Zhuang Mu only earns five hundred dollars a month for his work. But Zhuang Muping goes to the wine shop to drink every day, and he also goes to the casino from time to time to gamble. How can he spend a mere five hundred dollars? Before he left Chang'an suddenly for a month, where did the expenses come from on the way? Blacksmithing is only what he does on the surface, and he must have other masters behind his back."

"I have doubts about this." Yan Sizhi was stunned for a while, "By the way, Lin Pingshi has checked that Zhuang Mu was not in Chang'an a month ago?"

Lin Chengyou: "After the prince said this yesterday, I sent someone to check. Zhuang Mu did leave Chang'an on the first day of March, and he hired a horse at a post outside the city as soon as he left the city. Far away, Tongzhou and Chang'an are not far away. If Zhuang Mu drove his horse on the road, he would have arrived in Tongzhou in time on the fifth day of March, but whether he was going to commit a crime or do something else, then I don't know, he is like this It is not difficult to forge 'passing the place'. It happened that Zhuang Mu was also on the scene in the next two cases. Judging from the existing signs, the murderer deliberately led Zhuang Mu to the place where the incident happened. , but if you look at it from another angle, would Zhuang Mu be investigating the real murderer, so he followed the murderer to the scene again and again."

Yan Sizhi opened his mouth in surprise: "You mean Zhuang Mu is following the real murderer?"

Lin Chengyou stroked his chin: "I'll try to guess first. The real culprit is to kill and get a fetus, and Zhuang Mu is to investigate the real culprit. The real murderer noticed Zhuang Mu's actions, so he just took the plan and threw the crime to Zhuang Mu. Mu head up."

"Wait a minute... wait a minute..." Yan Sizhi tried to clarify his thoughts, "Let's not talk about how the real murderer set the trap, Zhuang Mu is only a ruffian in the West City, how can he know in advance that the real murderer will commit the crime? "

"I don't know." Lin Chengyou hesitated, "First of all, he may not know what the real murderer really looks like, and secondly, he may not know what the real murderer is doing. He may just be instructed to investigate, or to look for it. What object...and he may have started his investigation before the murder in the same state."

"Since the real murderer found out that Zhuang Mu was investigating himself, why not just kill him? If you set such a trap, wouldn't you be afraid that Zhuang Mu would tell Dali Temple what he had been following these days?"

Lin Chengyou thought for a while: "If the real murderer dares to do this, he is sure that there is no reason to fall into Zhuang Mu's hands. But as long as Zhuang Mu is caught, we will find out who is behind the scenes from Zhuang Mu. The real culprit can use the hands of Dali Temple to find out the person behind Zhuang Mu without having to spend a single soldier."

"Lin Pingshi means..."

Lin Chengyou smiled: "The real murderer is also curious about who the person behind Zhuang Mu is."

Yan Sizhi was stunned for a moment, and seeing Lin Chengyou walking forward, he quickly followed: "I understand, this case involves two groups of people. One group is the real murderer, and the other group is Zhuang Mu and the people behind the scenes. Zhuang Mu yesterday Arrested on the spot, but unable to tell the whereabouts of the fetus, Dali Temple will continue to investigate in order to obtain complete criminal evidence, until the details of Zhuang Mu are found out... This strategy of killing people with a knife is very handy."

"It's a good enough calculation." Lin Chengyou snorted, "It's just that the real culprit didn't expect that the prince would break into the quiet room yesterday. He lurked in the room for a while before escaping. He must have hesitated whether to attack the prince. , if he stayed and attacked the son, he would not have enough time to blame Zhuang Mu. After weighing it again and again, he could only hurried away. At that time, the room was dark, and the real murderer was very sure of his disguise and dress. He was different from Zhuang Mu in appearance, but he never expected that because Wang Gongzi had a lot of research on spices, he smelled the rare 'Tian Shui Shiluo' on the spot, and because of his carefulness, he found that his clothes were scratched. A hole is broken. With this hole, we know that Zhuang Mu is not the real murderer."

Yan Sizhi nodded: "No wonder Lin Pingshi came back last night and asked people to investigate pregnant women in the city. Several mysterious cases have been spread all over the city. Those pregnant women are all in danger. The government does this, it can be done. To appease the hearts of the people, but also to tell the real murderer that Dali Temple was not fooled by him. The murderer knows that the trap he has designed with great care has been seen through, and the follow-up plan will be disrupted.

Lin Chengyou smiled, that's right, he was sincerely causing trouble for the real murderer.

When Zhuang Mu's people behind the scenes learned that Zhuang Mu was arrested, he quickly realized that it was a trap set by the real murderer. Since this person could drive a master like Zhuang Mu, it was impossible not to fight back. This person is in the dark, and the real murderer is in the light. The real murderer must not only guard against the investigation by the government, but also pay attention to the people behind the scenes of Zhuang Mu to deal with him. When people are busy, it is easy to reveal flaws. They just wait and see.

"Brother Yan, let's go to interrogate Zhuang Mu first." Lin Chengyou walked towards the prison.

Yan Sizhi sighed: "Last night, I was busy investigating the pregnant woman in the city, and I didn't have time to interrogate Zhuang Mu. I thought he had a lot of words to explain after hanging him overnight, but I went to interrogate him in the morning, and this person is like a piece of hard work. Iron, still don't speak."

***

In the dungeon, Zhuang Mu sat in the cage with his eyes closed.

There are many shackles outside the cage, and the dark iron bars glow with a rock-like hard luster. This is a special iron cage specially used by Dali Temple for detaining serious criminals.

Zhuang Mu's body was **** with all kinds of flowers, and there was a cloth stick in his mouth. Except for a pair of eyes, he was still free, and he couldn't move anywhere.

In addition, there were four yamen outside the cage.

The yamen officers were busy chatting, occasionally looking at Zhuang Mu in the iron cage. They were so prepared not to be afraid of Zhuang Mu's escape, but to prevent him from committing suicide by various strange methods.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps approaching outside the door. As soon as the door opened, a scent wafted into the room. The yamen looked around and saw Lin Chengyou and Yan Sizhi came in with an old yamen.

The old yamen held a tray on which there were five steaming bowls of houto, as well as meat-stuffed cakes, prison balls, etc., and each plate was full of fragrance. The old yamen greeted the yamen warmly: "Everyone, come over and have breakfast, hey, don't thank me, today's meal was invited by Lin Pingshi."

The yamen roared with thunder, and scrambled to sit at the table, not forgetting to say, "Lin Pingshi, Yan Sizhi, you don't want to eat?"

Yan Sizhi shook his head with a smile, walked to the special case for recording confessions of prisoners, and sat down with his robe up.

Lin Chengyou went straight to the iron prison, squatted down and looked at Zhuang Mu: "Are you hungry?"

The aroma pierced into people's noses in bursts, and everyone would salivate. A person's willpower is often the most vulnerable when he is hungry, but Zhuang Mu has obviously undergone thousands of trials and hardships, like an old monk who has entered meditation and has no response to Lin Chengyou's words.

"I haven't eaten for a day, so I can't carry it like this." Lin Chengyou smiled, "Why don't you, I'll leave you a breakfast, and when we're done talking, I'll bring you something to eat. "

Zhuang Mu slowly opened his eyes, both mocking and disdain in his eyes.

Lin Chengyou snorted: "I see. You are not afraid of hunger, let alone death."

Without waiting for Zhuang Mu to react, he chuckled: "First, I took the blame for others, and then I starved to death in prison. If you don't think it's useless, I'll be useless for you. If I were you, even if If you die, you have to find out who framed you first."

These words were so low that only two people could hear them. Zhuang Mu's expression froze, and the deep irony in his eyes was instantly replaced by surprise.

"Yes, I know you were framed." Lin Chengyou smiled unabated, "now, no one can help you clear your crime except me."

Small ripples appeared in Zhuang Mu's eyes, as if he was hesitating and thinking, and then he seemed to remember something and closed his eyes again.

Lin Chengyou was not in a hurry, turned his eyes and looked at Zhuang Mu's bloodstained hands: "Let me guess, you ran into the back alley of the spice shop yesterday, probably looking for something, but it turned out to be something If you didn't find it, the murderer had already dug a trap for you. Before you went to Tongzhou, you were hired to do business, but I didn't know that the real murderer had already planned to deal with you at that time."

Zhuang Mu abruptly opened his eyes. Compared with the half-believing expression just now, his eyes were much more complicated this time. He looked at Lin Chengyou in shock, as if he began to re-examine the young man in front of him.

"The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind." Lin Chengyou said earnestly, "You have been tricked by the opponent, and you have to bear the charge of murder for him, Zhuang Mu, can't you swallow this bad breath? The real murderer is so hateful, do you want to? Consider working with me once?"

Zhuang Mu's eyes flickered, but he was absent for a while, and the hesitation in his eyes was replaced by a strong defense.

Lin Chengyou looked at Zhuang Mu for a moment, and smiled when he saw it: "Yes, I am very interested in the secrets of you. But compared to these, I want to catch the real murderer as soon as possible. If you want revenge, I want Arrest people, we each get what we need. How about, do you want to join forces with me to make a game, the real murderer tricked Dali Temple and you Zhuang Mu, how about we play him in turn?"