The Golden Hairpin

Zhou Xu was really speechless, he could only cough—after all, a major event had happened now, and Ji Du had killed the judge next to him. Can you restrain yourself?

Zhou Ziqin stuck his tongue out, so he searched carefully, and then said, "There is no murder weapon."

Li Shubai looked down at Huang Zixia, and asked softly in her ear: "Can you?"

Huang Zixia nodded lightly and looked up at him. She remembered that when they were in danger, in the cold mountains and forests, she hugged him, tried to get close to him, and helped him warm up. When changing his dressing time and time again, she had already seen and touched his half-naked body.

It's strange, now I want to come here as a dream. The skin that Zeng clung to each other closely, the lightly haunting nose of Zeng, and the throbbing that had been scattered in his heart, almost all became their secrets with the darkness. It's just that since then, even if they don't say anything about it, they are no longer the same.

So she just bowed her head, raised her hand obediently and stood in front of him. She felt his hand fall on her shoulder, and then slid down her arm until she reached the wrist cuff. When he touched his finger under her wrist and lightly touched her palm, they all felt that the blood flow in the body seemed to be a little faster.

He let go of her hand, moved around her waist and turned around, making sure that there was nothing **** the soft waist, and then he leaned down and touched her leg down until Ankle.

Like a gentle vine, it gently lingers along her body. She suddenly felt that maybe it was okay to be bound like this.

But he put his hand back, straightened up and looked at her, unable to speak for a while.

It's strange, on the contrary, his expression is a bit nervous, and his breathing is slightly unsatisfactory. But she was at ease and smiled at him. She even raised her foot and pulled her toes in front of him, and smiled: "There is nothing in the shoes."

Li Shubai looked at her smile and felt that his heart twitched. An enthusiasm that had never been seen before flowed through his body, causing him to touch her hands and involuntarily close them tightly.

After a long time, he looked back at the crowd and said, "There is no murder weapon."

Since then, everyone at the scene has searched their bodies and no murder weapon has been found.

Zhou Ziqin ordered the catchers to search all the places on the court carefully, and then found a few more watery ones, drained the water in the pool, and looked for the murder weapon.

The ground in front of the water pavilion is very flat, and square bluestones are laid neatly. Because of the arrival of King Kui, the people below cleaned up the weeds that grew in the cracks of the stone during the day. The bluestone slab was very clean. Except for the two rows of shrubs planted along the water and a few lake rocks, it was simply dusty. Not stained, unobstructed.

Zhou Ziyan was searched by the servant woman and was depressed. Seeing that Zhou Ziqin was only arranging for others to go into the water to touch the murder weapon, she immediately cried out again: "Brother, haven't you found this idiot? That dancing grandmother Gongsun, she has two swords in her hand. !"

Zhou Ziqin looked at his sister speechlessly: "Did you not see the sword she used before Aunt Gongsun came on the court? It was all Wei Kaifeng's, okay?"

Gongsun Yuan was also searched just now, and has been standing beside him in silence. Hearing her talking at this time, he got up to the railing and took the two swords and presented them in front of everyone.

Sure enough, the two swords in her hand, one long and one short, were not attacked. Although silver paint was applied to the outside of the sword to increase the effect of cold light, let alone killing, I am afraid that it might even be slightly thicker. The grass is cut continuously.

Zhou Ziqin uttered a "Hey" as soon as he started, and felt something was wrong, so he raised his finger and flicked the sword, only to hear a slight "click". It turned out that the two swords were not only unopened, but also made of wood. . The hilt of the sword is made of flowers with wrong gold patterns, and it is inlaid with gems of various colors, but the sword body is made of wood.

Aunt Gongsun explained: “I’m getting older, and it’s a little harder to dance with iron swords. And I often dance swords in front of distinguished guests. It’s not good to use that kind of weapon, not to mention the inconvenience of traveling long distances, so I just go ahead. I have made these two wooden swords in the past few years, just to look good."

Zhou Ziqin looked at his sister amusedly, and saw that she still refused to admit her mistake, he pulled Wang Yun over: "Come here, brother Yun, quickly help me smell it and see if it smells of blood."

Wang Yun suddenly laughed, "I'm just a little sweet, how can I smell this?"

"Oh, your nose is very good anyway." Zhou Ziqin forcibly handed the two wooden swords under his nose.

Wang Yun had no choice but to barely smell it, then shook his head and said, "There is no blood, but it is a bit dirty."

Huang Zixian took it and took a look, and found that the shorter sword had a little mud on the handle, which was obviously dirty.

Gongsun Yuan also saw it, and said annoyedly: "I put the sword on the ground when I was in the middle of the transition and didn't care about it. I hope that the gems and wrong gold patterns inlaid on it have not been worn away by me."

Huang Zixian glanced at the floor of the Shuishi, then looked at her neat clothes, without saying anything, only handed her the wooden sword back.

"Chonggu, come here quickly and take a look at this wound with me." Zhou Ziqin saw that the water in the pond was not draining for a while, so he pulled Huang Zixia to the corpse first, pointed to the wound and said, "I just checked the wound, inferred. The murder weapon should be a one-inch wide dagger, and the dagger body is very thin. The murderer's tactics are very neat, it looks like he should be an old hand, a sword pierced the heart, without exclaiming, he died directly."

Huang Zixia was looking at the **** hole, and Wang Yun came over. He said in the back: "The murderer is so bold. There are so many of us watching the dance. Although the judge Qi is at the end, there is also a girl from the Zhou family. Wouldn't it be bold to dare to start in public?"

Huang Zixian nodded, then looked at Judge Qi's face again, and noticed that there was a slight red on his right cheek. She carried the lantern and looked carefully, and found that it was a small bend.

"The traces of nails." Huang Zixia looked at it carefully and concluded.

Zhou Ziqin turned Qi Teng's hand over and saw that his nails had just been trimmed and cut very short.

"It should be the murderer behind him, covering his mouth and nose with his left hand, and quickly piercing the dagger into his heart with his right hand. At that moment, the murderer's nails pinched blood on his face." Huang Zixia said.

Zhou Ziqin immediately jumped up and said, "Check your nails! Whose hands have nails?"

Zhou Ziyan had the longest nails, followed by those four girls, and then Yin Luyi and Gongsun Yuan. In addition to women, there are several servants whose nails have grown and have not been trimmed.

Zhou Ziqin's face suddenly became ugly: "Want to... interrogate my sister?"

Huang Zixia squatted down and pulled the hosta on his head out of the silver hairpin: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Ziqin squatted beside her, almost crying: "Who dares to interrogate this tigress? Unless you don't want to live anymore!"

"But your sister is very suspicious, isn't it?" Huang Zixian drew on the sand, passing everyone's position, "At that time, your sister was sitting in the last green cupboard, and four maids, because of you My sister was sitting with him so they all avoided under the tree in front...In other words, if she wanted to kill, everyone would be in front, and no one would find out."

Zhou Ziqin nodded, and then quickly said, "But, it would be nice if my sister could marry. How could she kill her husband!"

Huang Zixian turned his head and looked at him, and saw that although he was ridiculing, his face was already sweaty, so he sighed and said, "Wipe off your sweat, good brother."

As soon as she spoke, she suddenly remembered that she once had a brother like this. Although she kept disgusting herself with a girl who dealt with corpses all day long, when she was in trouble, she always jumped out and stood in front of her. The sleeves are yelling in front of you, who dares to bully my sister?

She felt depressed, and no longer deliberately teased him, just said to him: "Don't worry, your sister is not a murderer."

Zhou Zi, Qin Daxi, hurriedly asked: "How to say?"

"Because at that time your sister was sitting in the Bisha cupboard, and Qi Teng happened to be sitting on the right side of your sister." Huang Zixia motioned to the Bisha cupboard next to her. This is a shelf set up in summer to prevent mosquitoes and flies. In the middle is a bamboo bed with a veil hanging on it. "It stands to reason that your sister did have the opportunity to lift the veil, and then pierce Qi Teng's heart with the dagger that she carried, but we found a nail scratch on Qi Teng's cheek, but we completely washed away your sister. Suspicion."

She signaled Zhou Ziqin to enter the yarn cupboard, and then asked him to sit on the small bamboo bed and move closer to the corpse of Qi Teng on the right, posing as the murderer at the time.

Zhou Ziqin leaned forward as best he could, but found that nothing was right.

Huang Zixia said: "Look, when you sit on the bamboo bed of the Bisha Cabinet, and then try to lean to the right, covering Qi Teng's nose and mouth with your left hand, and raising the dagger with your right hand, you will definitely..."

Before the words fell, only a plop was heard. Zhou Ziqin had lost his balance because of this action and fell under the bamboo bed.

"Fall." Huang Zixian just spit out these two words.

Zhou Ziqin rubbed his face and stood up and asked, "So, my sister's suspicion is cleared?"

"Well, among all the people present, the crimes committed by a few people are the most difficult." Huang Zixian pointed the topographic map drawn on the ground with the hairpin in his hand, and pointed it on the Bisha cupboard, and said, "One is your sister, she If you want to kill someone, you can only come out of the Bisha cupboard, and then go around Qi Teng's back to kill him, and Qi Teng must have been paying attention to her, how could she not notice when she did it?"

"What else?" Zhou Ziqin asked hurriedly.

Huang Zixia's hairpin pointed to the water pavilion again: "Mrs. Gongsun, she had been dancing in the water pavilion when the incident occurred, and everyone's eyes were on her, so she did not have the time and opportunity to commit the crime."

Zhou Ziqin nodded affirmatively, and then pointed his finger next to the big lantern in front of the water pavilion: "There is also Yin Luyi, who adjusts the lights and is also responsible for the flower petals and other props, standing next to the lantern next to the water pavilion. If she wants to walk around, Will be seen by everyone."

"Yes, so she didn't have a chance. In addition, the one sitting in the front, Lord Kui, your father, and General Fan, they are always in the focus of everyone's attention, even if they stand up, they will be noticed. , Let alone kill one person behind?” Huang Zixia’s hairpin erased three more people. “The other thing is you, me, and Zhang Xingying who are standing by the chair, but-we are more likely to be, because When the light was dimmed, the petals were flying, and the grandmother Gongsun was flying butterflies on the stage. Everyone was amazed. Maybe we sneaked to the back and slipped back. As long as the luck is good enough, the timing is good enough, hands and feet Fast enough, maybe, can you hide the gaze from the people behind?"

"Then Wang Yun, Yu Xuan, and Fan Yuanlong's suspicions are greater than ours? If they run to the back to commit the crime, the success rate will be higher than ours."

"Yes, this time the crime is committed, the more likely it is in the back. Moreover, Fan Yuanlong and Yu Xuan left midway, so in the last row, only Wang Yun was left." Huang Zixia said, The hosta was wiped clean on Zhou Ziqin's body, and inserted back into his own silver hairpin. "There are also musicians playing by the water pavilion, four maids standing under the tree, and six servants who come and serve. There are ten people in total, which is enough for you to interrogate tonight."

Zhou Ziqin was not concerned about this, he just pulled his sleeves to see: "Why is your hairpin dirty and you want to wipe it clean on my body?"

"Because your cuffs are stained with blood, you have to change it anyway."

"That's right." Zhou Ziqin said, taking off his clothes by the way and throwing them on the ground.