The Golden Hairpin

"In fact, it's nothing, isn't it? You know from the beginning that the whole candle will explode after burning, and when the crowd is scattered, the mercury will not kill people." Huang Zixia shook his head, "But even if you carefully arrange it, On the wax block, you still show your horse's feet. The wax that Jianfu Temple took so long to collect, but you can collect enough wax oil to make such a large candle in a few days. I ask you, your wax Where did you get it from? You said you saved it for many years. If you have so much wax in it, does Jianfu Temple need to search and buy it all over the country? So the truth is that you didn't use so much at the beginning Wax, because the candle was originally hollow, many of the wax blocks that Jianfu Temple sent you are left, and they were not used at the beginning!"

Seeing that Lu Zhiyuan's face was ashen, but unable to defend himself, Zhou Ziqin quickly asked: "Chonggu, I have a question! Although the breath is depressed from those Japanese people, it seems that thunderstorms are coming, but if the thunderstorms never come, What is he going to do?"

"Even if the iron wire did not attract lightning, the wax oil below was still mixed with black oil and sulfur. As long as it is burned for a while, the whole candle will still explode, and then all the exploded wax blocks will be burned. And Wei Ximin, who was hidden by him, had already been coated with flammable substances, and he would still be burned alive! By that time, he could just say that there was something wrong with the candle and accidentally injured others after it exploded, but there was no such thing as a lightning strike. It's so mysterious."

Cui Chunzhan frowned and said, "It is indeed...Wei Ximin was in the candle, and the true mage happened to talk about retribution at that time, the sky thunder was masterpiece, the wire led to the thunder, the candle exploded, everything is just as perfect as the sky. Everyone is in a panic. , I would only think that the person who fell on the ground was the person beside the candle and was burned. Who would find out where he came from in the crowded crowd?"

Zhou Ziqin was puzzled and asked, "Then why did Wei Ximin stay in the candle? He was wailing and rolling on the ground. Why would he hide in the candle?"

"Lingling incense, have you forgotten? Qian Guansuo heard Lu Zhiyuan say that he had the best Lingling incense, so he bought calamus from the princess mansion to thank him. Changpu is a servant, according to the rules of the mansion, this Naturally, this kind of precious thing must be sent to the princess first. However, the princess has not yet given birth to a child after marriage, how can she use this kind of unfavorable pregnancy? And Wei Ximin is greedy, and secondly suffers from a headache. Lingxiang is for him. It was a good thing, so it was logical to use it. One or two a day, and on the seventh day the incense was used up, he went to ask Changpu for a request. After a disturbance, he ran to Qianguan to threaten, Qianguan cable He went to Lu Zhiyuan's shop-that day was the night before the Buddhist meeting in Jianfu Temple. That night Wei Ximin did not return all night, and this Wei Ximin, who everyone agreed that he did not respect the gods and Buddha, was seen by everyone on the second day. Under the circumstances, it suddenly appeared in Jianfu Temple, and when it appeared, it was full of fire and wailed to death." Huang Zixia stared at Lu Zhiyuan and slowly said, "Lu Zhiyuan has calculated everything. First, the rules of the princess mansion, regardless of Whoever gets the valuables must first offer the owner; second, use Qian Guansuo to recommend his own Lingxiang; third, calculate the dosage for people with head disease, and let him come to ask for it in a few days. As he expected, Wei Ximin fell into a snare and disappeared in his shop. On the night when Wei Ximin disappeared, I think it was Laozhang Lu who used the added Lingxiang in the shop, which caused him to fall asleep ignorantly. I woke up when I was covered with fire."

Everyone's eyes were on Lu Zhiyuan, watching this thin old man kneeling in front of the hall, motionless, just like a skinny tree root that had been dead for many years, full of gray and black wind and frost traces, but full of vigor. line.

Huang Zixia's voice was firm and continued: "And Sun Laizi's death is also inseparable from you."

"No, Grandpa Yang, you might be wrong about the case of Sun Feizi." Zhang Xingying silently looked at Lu Zhiyuan, who was silent, and said, "It was noon when Sun Feizi and I had been there before. There, I wanted to start but didn’t find a chance. At that time, we didn’t see Lu...Lao Zhang in Daningfang, and many people later confirmed that he was rushing to make candles in the Xishi store at noon. I don’t believe he had a chance to kill Sun. Sick."

"He doesn't need to be there at all, because Sun Laizi will definitely die from the moment someone is called to repair and reinforce his house." Huang Zixia turned her head and signaled Zhou Ziqin, prying their iron forehead from the door of Sun Laizi's house. Displayed in front of the crowd, saying, “On the front entrance of Sun Laizi’s house, there is an iron forehead that is popular in Beijing. Bright, but after the incident, it was discovered that the paint had completely fallen off."

"This iron plaque... was made by Qian Guansuo!" Cui Chunzhan suddenly pointed to Qian Guansuo's leeway.

Everyone's eyes focused on Qian Guansuo again.

Qian Guansuo, who was full of lifelessness, looked at Huang Zixian and Lu Zhiyuan at this time, and his dull eyes finally widened. He didn't know where he was, and he hissed and shouted, "I'm wrong." …I’m wrong! Cao Min didn’t kill! Cao Min’s iron forehead was…was beaten at Liu Ji Blacksmith's Shop, and after taking it back, it was piled up there. The villain only glanced at it!"

Zhou Ziqin was impatient, and only grabbed Huang Zixia and asked, "In your opinion, what does this small amount of money have to do with Sun Laizi's death?"

Huang Zixian asked in return: "Do you remember that Lizheng from Daningfang once told us that when Boss Qian opened the door of Sun Laizi, a black air rushed out. Everyone thought it was Di Cui's evil spirit? "

"Yes, Lizheng said it." Zhou Ziqin looked at Zhang Xingying, scratched his head and frowned, "But the problem is that Di Cui is not dead, so how can there be such a spirit of evil spirits?"

"Because someone burned something on the door, and when the door was split open, the ashes were shaken, and the inside was always stuffy, so when the door was opened, the black ash immediately floated out, forming the so-called black. "Sickness"." Huang Zixia pointed to the burnt black paint on the iron forehead, and said, "But there is no trace of fire in the house. The only ashes are in the hollow iron plaque. So, Sun Feizi's Death, fierce hands and feet, are here.

"After discovering that Sun Leizi had died, Dali Temple immediately closed the house, and it was impossible for anyone to touch the iron forehead. Therefore, the only possibility was that the night after the doors and windows were reinforced the day before, and at noon the next day. Suddenly, someone burned something in the iron forehead of Sun Laizi. And this thing, I concluded, should be Lingxiang-because when we went to investigate the case at night, Wang Shangshu’s son Wang Duwei escorted us there. , He smelled the smell of Lingling incense remaining in the house. He is a famous incense Taoist in the capital, and he should not smell it wrong. And I dare to conclude that this kind of Lingling incense must be the same as the one that fascinated Wei Ximin at the time. , That's why Sun Laizi kept that posture after being stabbed in two places, and died motionless."

Cui Chunzhan hurriedly asked, "Then, how did Lu Zhiyuan sneak into the sealed house and kill Sun Laizi? Doesn't he know where the sewer passes by?"

"This case has nothing to do with the sewers. If the murderer sneaked in from the sewers, there must be traces in the house. Even if the people who followed Qian Guansuo came in to watch the excitement stepped down, it would not be that kind of solid ground. What's more, Lu Zhiyuan was busy in the store at the time, how can I go to climb the sewer?" Huang Zixian asked Zhou Ziqin to lift the hollow pattern on the iron forehead and said: "You can see that there are **** in the remaining ashes inside. The traces of wiping. Before we look at the iron forehead, who would pay attention to this thing that is submerged in a large number of portraits of charms on the wall of Sun Laizi? It is even more unlikely that anyone would have thought that something would be hidden in the iron forehead. I think , The only person who might get something inside should be the murderer. And what was it that the murderer took away from it?"

She pointed to the two traces remaining in the incense ash inside, and said: "This is a larger circular trace. If this thing is a circle, it is absolutely impossible to see the odd-shaped hollows of iron foreheads based on this diameter. If it’s a flat disc, the murderer can barely reach in a finger, move it out from the bottom, and take it out of the long gap between clouds and smoke below—but the murderer doesn’t take it like that. Yes, he took it from above, but the only hole above here can only allow a finger to pass through. The big circle that can be taken out from such a small place...what is it?"

Everyone could not help looking at the little hole and thinking. No one in the hall spoke for a while. Only Zhang Xingying stood in the hall, looking at Di Cui’s father as if looking at a stranger, while Lu Zhiyuan stood there blankly, without saying a word. He didn't say anything, as if everything Huang Zixia said had nothing to do with him.

After a short silence, Li Shubai slowly said, "It's a spring tension."

"Yes, it's the kind of bandage used on crossbows. When scratched on the gray mark, it will leave a larger circular shape, but even the smallest cavity, as long as it is rotated a few times, it will be fine. Take it out without much effort." Huang Zixia said, turning his eyes to Lu Zhiyuan again, as if sighing, "Lao Zhang Lu, who was enlisted in the army that year, entered the crossbow team."

"Could it be that Lu Zhiyuan... installed a crossbow in it?" Zhou Ziqin was stunned.

"No, only two bandages are needed." Huang Zixia gestured at the iron forehead. "Put the outer layer with phosphorous powder, and put lingxiang behind. After lingxiang, the band is sealed with wax. On top of it are two thin iron sheets quenched with poison."

"I remember! The sore on Sun Laizi's half of his body kept him sleeping on his side, and Lu Laozhang had been a crossbow soldier for many years. He only needed to adjust the bungee according to the angle between the door and the bed and seal it with wax. Live, you can aim at the bed that is squeezed so that there is only a little space left, a person who always sleeps in that posture!" Zhou Ziqin suddenly realized: "That day at noon-maybe noon, as long as the sun is blazing enough, When it shines on the iron forehead, the phosphorous powder is heated and ignites Lingling incense. This soothing and hypnotic incense will make Sun Laizi drowsy, and his bed is opposite the gate and the iron plaque on the door. Wait till After the Lingling incense burned, an open flame burned in the iron forehead, and the wax sealing the bandage melted in an instant. The bandage enclosed in the wax immediately popped out. The iron sheet placed on it shot directly into Sun Leizi at a slight downward angle. In his body. This fragrance allows Wei Ximin to wake up from the turbulence after a night of sleep. Sun Leizi may not feel at all when he is sleeping, so he will die!"