Chapter 127: The Murder of the Inn (I)

Cochineal powder?

Judith said she didn’t know how to choose!

In modern times, she is also in the library to read books, all day long in the face of the sky, even the eyebrows are too lazy to draw a sum, to this, or after the silver, the dog to her to buy some, just to the face to apply, what brand she never cares!

The veil is on the lips of the light: "This rouge powder, I will not pick, the dead, but will pick."

What is it?

The head of the blind look down on the woman, not to mention the thin body in front of the thin Ji Yunshu.

Pulled into the question: "Girl, I advise you to stay in the room and not get involved in this matter."

It is clear that this man is a big man.

For a moment, I thought the scene was great.

Too lazy to grind her mouth again, she went to the scene and whispered, “Can you stop it?”

"Don't worry."

“Hmm!”

Ji Yunshu walked across the door and went to the room where the accident happened.

He watched her go in, wanting to stop.

At the next moment, Jing Yong issued a loud order: "Stop people, and no one wants to influence the autopsy of Ji girl."

“Yes!”

Everyone is a master, and those who catch quickly are now.

It was a catch head, and the kung fu was good, but it was still trapped.

"I advise you not to fight with my son-in-law, and if you want to solve the case, you can't do it without a record girl!"

“Who are you?”

He pulled out a sign in his lumbars and lit up in front of him.

To see the words on the sign, the serious face of the head of the arrest, a sharp surprise, and then look at the scene, just ready to fold.

As soon as the hand was raised, he licked his lips and said, "Don't make a claim, but you can turn away."

This is the Prince!

Biger than the officials of Yuzhou Zhifu, Zhang's head was obedient to his own orders, so he let all his people retreat to one side.

And the scenery has passed behind the jiyunshu!

At this moment, there is still some suspicion that a woman can find out the murder?

So he asked, “Did you say that the Ji girl could have an autopsy, and she was doing it?”

This...

Luangbao is not good to answer, after all, the original hearing Ji Yunshu said, the experience is the heart, the spleen and lungs, she is just an artist!

Thinking about it, he replied, “No!”

Then he ordered two men to be at the door.Look at the guard, and follow the past.

Zhang Chao head did not understand, since it is not a tact, then how to say an autopsy?

He threw his head and walked quickly.

In the room where the accident occurred, Ji Yunshu first looked around, and everything was very regular, and there were no traces of impress.

Turn your eyes to the body on the ground.

She crouched down, took a piece of the stump from her waist, wrapped it around her forefinger and middle finger, and twisted the head of the deceased, revealing two marks on her neck.

One of the marks is indeed flat with the neck, and even some direction is down, and the other one is extended upward to the ears.

The dead man’s feet were not stiff.

She raised the dead man’s hands again, and inside her nails there were some fine pieces of cloth and dung.

On the thumb of the deceased, there is a white wide circle, which should be worn all year round, but there is no wrench around.

Is it murder?

Ji Yunshu looked for it and noticed that the wrists of the dead man's hands seemed to be stained with some smooth things.

She rubbed her finger a little, put it on the tip of her nose, it was oil!

Get up, place your handkerchief on one side, and ask the treasurer: “Please, when did this person stay in the store?”

The treasurer did not know where a girl came from, but answered honestly.

“About noon.”

“One person?”

“Yes, one person.”

"The deceased has been dead for about half an hour, before that, someone came in."Or what kind of fight?”

This can be a dumb question for the treasurer, he only counts the money!

He turned around and pushed up a shop boy and pointed to him, “Ask him.”

The second looked a little bit, lowered his head: "Girl, this ... there are a lot of people in the inn, I don't pay much attention, but this person has not been out of the room since coming in, and I really don't know."

What I said is sincere!

She walked in, walked over to her, and whispered, “How?”What can I find?”

She frowned with her nose and looked at him: “Do you remember the one who hit me when she went upstairs?”

“Remember!”

"There is a layer of oil on the wrist of the dead, and the smell of this oil is a smell of sesame, and I smell it on that person."

Jing Yong seemed to understand what she meant, nodded, turned his body, lifted his jaw, and said to the treasurer: "Your inn, is it sesame oil?"

“Yes.”

He said, “Go and call the busy people in the kitchen in your inn.”

“Oh?”

The treasurer was blind, how well-received the man in the kitchen came up, turned to look at the head of the arrest, and seemed to wait for his instructions.

He nodded his head, and he called all the people in the kitchen.

Up and down the kitchen, plus dishes, it is also ten people.

Ji Yunshu recognized the person who hit him at a glance, saw that his eyes were panicked, hiding, and his hands were deliberately hidden behind his back.

Naturally, cats are tired.

Walking up to him, Ji Yunshu asked, “Half an hour ago, I saw you hurry down from upstairs, then, you came in here?”

The man listened, and shivered in fear, and shook his head: “I... I didn’t come in!”

“You are a thief.”

“No, I really don’t!”

“The dead man’s wrist has sesame oil on his wrist, and there are some dung in his nails, and you dare to show me any marks of scratches.”

“...”

The man's hands were tightly shrunken behind him, probably because the courage was small, and then the sound of Ji Yun's voice was questioned, the whole people panicked, the body shook, and the legs were ready to rush out of the crowd and run away.

It had not yet run two steps, and he was immediately caught by a few catches.

The head of the arrest was an acute, but also an irritable person, put the sleeves of the man up, and sure enough, the back of the hand had a scratched mark.

Then he took the handle of the knife and jerked it into the man’s stomach.

“Kill someone to run?Not really, how did you kill someone?”

The man stout in his waist, a face with pain, said bitterly, "I did not kill, I really did not kill, let me go."

“Falling you?If you don’t kill someone, what are you going to do?”

“I...”

"Bring you back to the door, and see that your mouth is still hard."The head of the arrest was on fire, and the two quick orders: "Take him back, and interrogate him."

“Slowly!”

Ji Yunshu said in time to stop.

The head of the arresting looked back at her, and her eyes raised her doubts: "Girl, there are indeed traces of scratches on the back of his hand, and the evidence is conclusive."

At this moment, Ji Yun Shu really has some headaches!

Isn’t it that ancient humans were slow?Why are they all acute?

She shook her head slightly.

“When did I say he was a murderer?”