The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Zhen Shicheng calmly retracted his gaze, and said to Jin Wuwei, who lined up in a row: "Please recall the abnormality after the main hall was darkened. Now let's start with the first person. Remember, as long as you think it is abnormal, you can say it. Come out, even if you say it wrong."

Emperor Jing Ming said at the right time: "Wang Hai, I want them to cooperate well with Lord Zhen."

With what Emperor Jing Ming said, starting from Jin Wuwei, who was at the top of the line, he racked his brains to raise awareness of the strangeness.

Zhen Shicheng listened carefully, but found no valuable information.

I quickly asked Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Zhan cupped his hands: "Sir, the lowly post is guarded near the entrance of the main hall. After the main hall suddenly darkened, it was difficult to see things for a while. It doesn't feel right..."

With Jiang Zhan's qualifications, it was not his turn to enter the temple, but Wang Hai knew that Emperor Jingming liked people who were pleasing to the eye, especially on such a grand occasion, if he saw a crooked melon and cracked date at a glance, wouldn't it be a block to the emperor, so he put Jiang Zhan with another person. Aligned.

"But it doesn't matter." Zhen Shicheng said lightly, thinking that he had set the stage for you for so long, so don't say it now.

Jiang Zhan was hesitant: "The hall was a little chaotic when it got dark, and I felt that Tong Ze beside him had been away for a while—"

Zhen Shicheng interrupted Jiang Zhan's words: "Since you can't see things, how do you judge that Tong Ze has been away for a while?"

Someone whispered: "It is said that some warriors can sense the breath of people nearby. I didn't expect this Jinwuwei to be such a master."

Jiang Ancheng touched his chin and thought: His son is not such a person.

Jiang Zhan quickly gave the answer: "Beizhi was inexperienced when he entered the temple for the first time. After suddenly falling into the dark, he couldn't help calling the Tongze several times, but he didn't answer. Well, why don't you make a sound?"

Everyone: "..." It really makes sense.

"Who is that Tongze?" Zhen Shicheng asked.

Jiang Zhan looked at the Jin Wuwei who was wearing old clothes.

Zhen Shicheng looked over and asked, "Is it him?"

Jiang Zhan nodded.

"Can you tell me where you left at that time?"

The Jinwuwei looked innocent: "The humble post did not leave, it is where it was."

Zhen Shicheng pointed to Jiang Zhan: "If that's the case, why didn't you say a word when he called you?"

Jin Wuwei said solemnly: "I just abide by my duties. As Jin Wuwei, if I encounter an emergency, how can I protect the nobles? At that time, everyone panics, what if someone does something evil and sneaks out in the chaos? That's why I don't dare to be distracted, and I can't let people know where I am, so I can pay attention to all kinds of abnormalities."

Zhen Shicheng raised the corner of Yang's mouth.

This Jin Wuwei is really good at talking.

He looked at Jin Wuwei, Jin Wuwei also looked at him, and their eyes met in mid-air.

A piece of old clothes, a guess from Tong Ze, this is naturally not evidence.

At this time, Jiang Zhan suddenly said, "So it's because of this that you shouldn't speak up?"

Jin Wuwei nodded: "Jiang Er, you are still a newcomer, so it's normal to not understand this."

Jiang Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "It's good that I'm a newcomer, but I haven't finished what I said just now."

Jin Wuwei looked at him blankly.

"Master Zhen, when I called someone, I didn't get a response, so I moved in the direction of him in the dark. Later, I felt that something brushed my trouser legs, and the hall was lit up soon after."

"How was the situation?"

"He was indeed in the same place, but he took two steps away. What made me feel that something was wrong was the thing that brushed against my trouser legs—" Jiang Zhan looked at the man, his eyebrows narrowed slightly, "It's a very soft mass... Sir, Can I go look at the door?"

After receiving a nod from Zhen Shicheng, Jiang Zhan walked quickly to the gate.

Everyone's eyes followed him.

The door of the main hall was closed, and layers of curtains hung down on both sides. At this moment, several guards were guarding there to prevent anyone from slipping away.

After Jiang Zhan walked over, he looked around, and stretched his hand into the curtain that fell to the ground.

After some fumbling, he straightened up, and there was something more in his hand.

When everyone saw what was in his hands, their complexion changed immediately: it was clothes that were randomly crumpled into a ball.

Blue and black, with a faint golden pattern.

Jiang Zhan walked towards Zhen Shicheng with the group of clothes in his arms.

"Is this Jin Wuwei's costume?" Zhen Shicheng asked Wang Hai, the commander of Jin Wuwei.

By this time, Wang Hai could no longer care that the murderer was likely to be among the guards under his command. The most important thing was to find the murderer as soon as possible and make up for it.

He nodded immediately: "It's Jin Wuwei's clothes."

"That is to say, someone took off the clothes and hid them in the dark..." Zhen Shicheng shook the clothes away, checked them carefully, and found a small blood stain on the front of the clothes.

The clothes are blue and black, and the blood stains are actually very inconspicuous, but Zhen Shicheng has dealt with the murder case many times, and it can be seen at a glance.

Zhen Shicheng picked up his clothes and said, "The murderer is a thoughtful person. Although he stood by his side to avoid the blood splattered when he assassinated the King of Anjun, he was still worried that blood would splatter on his clothes, so he wore it. Two pieces of the same clothes, after the murder, take off the outer clothes quickly and hide them, it will be perfect."

Zhen Shicheng stared at the Jin Wuwei and shook his head: "Unfortunately, there is no perfect crime in this world, as long as you do it, there must be clues left-"

Jin Wuwei's face was extremely ugly, and he suddenly flew towards Zhen Shicheng, but was dragged back after his feet were in the air.

Jiang Zhan rode on top of him, slapped twice with all his strength, and said angrily, "Murder is addicted to killing? Even Lord Zhen, you dare to move!"

In terms of kung fu, he can't compare to this Jin Wuwei. It is better to strike first, and the random punches directly blind people.

When Jin Wuwei reacted and prepared to fight back, the tips of several long knives had already pinned his limbs.

"Leave someone under the knife!" Zhen Shicheng shouted, his voice overpowering Jin Wuwei's screams.

Several guards who took action looked at Wang Hai, the commander of Jin Wuwei, and Wang Hai looked at Emperor Jing Ming.

Emperor Jing Ming took a deep look at Jiang Zhan before saying, "Ask it clearly."

It was hard to find someone, and the suffocation of dying without asking anyone, Emperor Jing Ming had deeply experienced.

Wang Hai immediately stepped forward and picked up the Jin Wuwei.

"Bring people to the apse for questioning. Zhen Aiqing, Commander Wang, Commander Han... you all come here, and the others stay in the hall for the time being." Emperor Jing Ming said, and walked behind with his hands behind.

A few who were named immediately followed, leaving the ministers dumbfounded.

They also want to hear why Anjun Wang was killed, the emperor is too cruel!

When they got to the apse, Emperor Jing Ming signaled that Wang Hai could ask questions and avoided the inner room.

The sound of being tortured came intermittently, and Emperor Jing Ming frowned and waited for the result.

Two quarters of an hour later, Wang Hai walked in with a look of shame and reported: "Your Majesty, that kid is a tough guy, I'm afraid it will take some work to ask..."