The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Chunfang's hesitation made Xie Qingyao extremely impatient, and said coldly, "Just say anything!"

At this time, is there anything else to hide and tuck?

"Later, my uncle was diagnosed with sleepwalking by the doctor. Madam was worried that uncle would be in danger if he didn't wake up at night, so he slept outside, so that uncle could wake up in time if he was sleepwalking..." Chunfang served Yongchang Mrs. Bo has been choked up here for many years.

Xie Qingyao burst into tears, covering his face and crying: "Asi, my father and mother are so good, why does this happen—"

Jiang Si looked at the blood-stained mattress.

If there is someone else who killed Mrs. Yongchang, because Mrs. Yongchang was sleeping outside, it is very likely that the sleeping Yongchang would not be disturbed. After the murderer killed someone, he put the candlestick next to Yong Changbo. When Yong Changbo woke up, he suddenly saw the picture of his wife's tragic death, and his first reaction was to pick up the candlestick at hand...

Of course, this is only speculation based on the premise that Uncle Yong Chang is not the murderer, and it cannot completely eliminate the possibility that Uncle Yong Chang is not the murderer. After all, people can do incredible things when they sleepwalk.

Jiang Si closed his eyes and sniffed lightly.

She was trying to find an unusual smell in the bloody room.

Mrs. Yongchang uncle is a person who loves fragrance. Jiang Si quietly smells it, and the faint orchid fragrance lingers in the room. Looking at the flower table, there is a pot of four seasons orchid.

What other special smells are there?

Jiang seemed to try his best to tell the difference, and finally smelled a very faint sweet and greasy smell.

This kind of smell is very light, and there are almost no traces. Jiang Xi even thinks that it is luck that he can smell it.

She still closed her eyes and walked forward along the smell.

Xie Qingyao grabbed her and said, "Asi, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Si opened her eyes, and the scent that she had captured with difficulty suddenly disappeared. Then she saw a blood-stained candlestick lying beside her feet.

Just as she was about to take another step forward, she would step on the candlestick.

In addition to the blood-stained candlestick, there were messy bloody footprints on the ground, apparently left by people in the chaos at the time of the incident.

Jiang seemed to ignore Xie Qingyao's words, tried his best to capture the smell again, and gradually smelled the vague smell again, and walked in a certain direction along the smell.

Going around the fallen screen and avoiding the bloodstains on the ground, Jiang Si finally stopped in front of the wardrobe.

The wardrobe is divided into upper and lower cabinets, with four cabinet doors on the top and eight drawers on the bottom, symmetrical left and right. The cabinets are carved with exquisite patterns of flowers, birds, fish and insects.

This kind of cabinet can be found in any wealthy home, and even the wood is almost the same, it is not unusual.

"Asi, what are you looking at?" Xie Qingyao asked in confusion.

Jiang Si took a deep breath and reached out to open the two cabinet doors.

Clothes were placed in the cabinet door, and the clothes did not fill the cabinet, but were folded and placed in the innermost part.

Xie Qingyao glanced at it and couldn't help frowning.

The clothes on top looked crumpled, showing that the maids were not careful at all.

Ginger sniffed lightly.

The source of that smell is indeed here.

She couldn't tell what this smell was, but it was definitely not a scent commonly used in lavender clothes.

"Asi, did you find something?" Jiang Si's strange behavior made Xie Qingyao more and more puzzled.

Jiang Si carefully inspected the situation in the cabinet, and suddenly saw two fingerprints in the hidden corner of the cabinet.

The fingerprints weren't complete, but they landed clearly on the smooth lacquered counter.

Jiang seemed to narrow his eyes and leaned in to take a closer look.

The angle and position left by the fingerprints are unlikely to be left by the maids who packed their clothes and put them in the closet.

"Qingyao, come and see."

Xie Qingyao saw two fingerprints under Jiang's guidance.

"Qingyao, do you know what this means?"

Xie Qingyao shook his head blankly: "Asi, if you have something to say, just say it. My mind is in a mess right now, and I can't think of anything."

The sudden drastic change made this lively and cheerful girl lose her mind and her former wit.

"Someone hid in this closet." Jiang Shi concluded.

Xie Qingyao's almond eyes widened a little: "What did you say?"

Before Jiang Si could answer, her expression became excited: "Who would hide in the closet?"

At this time, she had already thought of the answer: the one who would hide in the closet, of course, was the murderer!

Xie Qingyao grabbed Jiang Si's wrist: "Asi, if there is a murderer, it proves that my mother was not killed by my father, right?"

Jiang Si put one hand on Xie Qingyao's shoulder and said softly, "Of course."

With this discovery, she can already identify someone else who killed Mrs. Yongchangbo.

This is originally the greatest possibility, but after all, evidence is needed to prove it. Someone hiding in the closet is the strongest evidence.

But what exactly is that smell?

"I'll go tell my father and brother!" Xie Qingyao couldn't bear the excitement, and pulled Jiang Si to go out.

Unconsciously, this little girl has regarded Jiang Si as the backbone.

Jiang seemed not to follow her: "Qingyao, I have a suggestion—"

Xie Qingyao paused: "You say it."

"It's better to report the case. The current Shuntian government Yin-sama, Mr. Zhen, has solved the case like a god. He has solved the case of Changxing Hou Shizi's torture and murder of ten daughters and the sudden death of 'Yang Guojiu'. If his uncle invites him, he will definitely find out the murderer and give justice to his aunt. ."

Right now, Uncle Yongchang was hit hard, and Xie Qingyao was just a simple little girl. As for Xie Yinlou, Jiang seemed not to think that he could find the murderer alone.

After thinking about it, it is the most appropriate way to ask Lord Zhen to intervene.

Of course, the deceased was Mrs. Uncle, and she didn't want to invite people from the government to any family. These noble families are very shameful, how can they tolerate the interrogation of the officials in the government, and it is even more difficult for them to accept the inspection of the honorable deceased.

When Jiang Si said this, Xie Qingyao was stunned and did not respond for a long time.

Jiang Si persuaded: "What is more important now than to clear uncle's innocence, let uncle no longer bear the guilt of killing his wife, and find the murderer to avenge aunt?"

Xie Qingyao woke up like a dream: "You're right, I'll go tell my father and brother now!"

Seeing Xie Qingyao rushing out, Jiang Shi glanced at the two maids guarding the door and explained to Aman, "You stay here for the time being."

Since the murderer is someone else, how can they know that these maids who serve Mrs. Yongchang are innocent? To be on the safe side, of course, Aman was left to guard, so as not to destroy the evidence they found.

At this time, Yong Changbo was tied up and unable to move, and gradually stopped cursing, and he seemed to have lost his vitality.

Jiang Ancheng sighed deeply as he looked at his old neighbor who was suddenly aged by ten years.

How could this happen?

"Father!" Xie Qingyao came running fast with the hem of his skirt, because he was in a hurry, he stumbled and knelt on Uncle Yongchang's knees, "Ahsi found out that there was someone else who killed his mother!"

Xie Yinlou, who had been silent all the time, couldn't help but look at Jiang Si.