Chapter 99 Spiced Pumpkin Seeds
Someone has already done this.
After Lin Fei finished his meal, he put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said slowly, "The deceased's surname is Han, with a single name of Jun. He is a student who came to Chang'an from Gusu to study. He has been in Chang'an for more than three months, and now he is in the north of the city. He studied in the Yishan Academy. He lived in the academy on weekdays, and when he came to Chang’an, he was accompanied by a book boy. Two days ago, Han Jun and his book boy hadn’t appeared in the academy again. The people in the academy didn’t know where the two of them went. "
Hearing this, Liu Yuan couldn't help sighing, and immediately said: "Now that Han Jun is dead, it's hard to say whether his schoolboy is alive or not."
An officer on the side interrupted: "It is also possible for the book boy to kill the master."
Generally, under such circumstances, if the book boy died together, it is very likely that he is the real murderer.
As for Han Jun's emotional entanglements...
Zhao You raised his head from the pile of fried rice piled up in front of him, and said, "This Han Jun has been in Chang'an for a relatively short time, and according to his classmates at Yishan Academy, he has never had anything to do with any woman on weekdays." Contact. The daily life is class, and when the school is free, I take the book boy to go shopping in the city."
This course of action seems to be very normal, just an ordinary student who came to Chang'an from other places to study.
Liu Yuan rubbed his chin, and said: "However, such a student leaves his hometown and enters Chang'an City for the first time, and the classmates around him are not familiar with him. I am afraid that his heart is most empty, lonely and boring! Under such circumstances, it is difficult to guarantee What kind of woman will you meet, fall in love at first sight and so on."
Wen Mingtang took out a handful of spiced pumpkin seeds from his sleeve pocket, kowtowed glutinous rice **** and listened to their chat about the case.
The people in Dali Temple are probably more curious than others, and their imagination is richer.
The glutinous rice **** licked the pumpkin seeds which were fried with five flavors and had a hint of frankincense. They liked it very much. When they knocked lightly, the seeds opened, revealing the tender white flesh inside. While listening to Liu Yuan and the others talk about the case, It's really interesting to eat melon seeds while eating.
Some cases are much more exciting than the stories in the storybook!
"As a result, the romantic man became a wronged soul and was beaten to death by the woman's lover or husband." Liu Yuan patted the food table excitedly and said.
Lin Fei glanced at him, and said coolly: "Wu Bucai's autopsy results came out, and Han Jun died of poison!"
Those fist and foot injuries looked embarrassing, but they were not the real cause of Han Jun's death.
besides…
"Why did those people paint him with that makeup?" Lin Fei said.
"Could it be to play tricks?" Liu Yuan thought for a while, glanced at Wen Mingtang who was eating melon seeds behind the counter, and said, "Just like Master Wen who wants to scare people?"
Wen Mingtang: "..."
Lin Fei glanced at Wen Mingtang, who suddenly paused while eating melon seeds, and said, "It makes sense!"
Liu Yuan was dumbfounded when he said one sentence: Shangfeng... Shangfeng can also joke?
Thinking like this, seeing Lin Fei get up, before he was about to leave, he did not forget to tell him: "I will leave the matter of recording her and Liang Nv's statement to you!"
Liu Yuan: "..."
But now that the identity of the deceased has been confirmed, it will be much more convenient to find this person.
Han Jun's daily trajectory is not surprising, it looks very normal. But when it comes to details, everyone has different hobbies.
"Han Jun is usually a gentleman who loves to read, and he often goes to places like brush and ink shops and studies when he goes shopping," said the classmate who was stopped for questioning. When he said this, he suddenly paused and said to Liu Yuan, "Wait." "Wait", then turned around and went back to the academy, not long after, a handsome, tall and thin student came out of the academy.
Liu Yuan glanced at the student who was brought out, subconsciously looked twice more, as for why he had to look more...he couldn't say why, but subconsciously, his eyes stayed on this person's face for a moment longer.
The students who were brought out bowed their heads to Liu Yuan, called "Liu Sicheng", and signed up: "Student Ruan Zhan has met Liu Sicheng."
Liu Yuan nodded in response, looked at the student, and waited for him to speak.
After the student leaned over and gave a salute, he said, "Student Ruan Zhan, although he and Han Jun don't go together very often on weekdays, but because they both like to visit brush and ink shops and studies, they do go shopping together. To be honest, , it can be regarded as the closest to Han Jun in this academy."
This answer is really honest. Liu Yuan glanced at Ruan Zhan. Although he didn't say anything, he had a good sense of the student named Ruan Zhan in front of him.
Ruan Zhan said: "Just now, my classmate asked me where Han Jun usually goes besides the academy. There are two brush and ink shops and three study rooms. The students will write the names of the shops and study rooms to Liu Sicheng later."
Investigating cases and inquiring news, meeting such cooperative people is nothing more than comforting. But no matter how comfortable and how good the senses are, I still have to ask where Ruan Zhan and Han Jun were when he died.
Ruan Zhan was as frank as ever, and said: "I live in the dormitory of the academy, and I sleep with a few classmates in the same bunk. All of them can testify to me."
As he spoke, he called his classmates again, and only after Liu Yuan got confirmation from those classmates did he let Ruan Zhan leave.
After returning to Dali Temple with the pen and ink shop and study name he got from Ruan Zhan, Liu Yuan went to look for Lin Fei.
After talking about what he had heard from Ruan Zhan, Liu Yuanyang said to Lin Fei with the note in his hand: "Lin Shaoqing, I will go to these brush and ink shops and study rooms tomorrow, and I may gain something."
Lin Fei glanced at the note in Liu Yuan's hand, said "yes" faintly, looked at the excited Liu Yuan in front of him, pointed to the map laid out in front of the case, and asked Liu Yuan: "There is a mountain behind Yishan Academy. ?”
Liu Yuan nodded, and replied: "It's a small mountain, not too high, and the academy is located in front of the mountain." After a pause, he took the initiative to say, "I only went to the academy today, but I haven't gone up to see it yet."
Lin Fei said "Yes", and said to Liu Yuan, "Go for a walk on the mountain tomorrow and see if there are houses and temples on the mountain."
It's not surprising that there are temples or people in the mountains. Although Liu Yuan didn't know why Lin Fei asked, he still answered yes.
Lin Fei lowered his eyes, but didn't take his eyes off the map. He just paused for a moment, and then said: "If there is, ask who lives in it, and record the origin of the name."
Liu Yuan responded again, and Lin Fei continued to look down at the map after being silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head to look at Liu Yuan, and asked, "What kind of person is that classmate Ruan Zhan who is close to Han Jun? How is he doing?"
Liu Yuan didn’t understand this question, so he recalled Ruan Zhan’s appearance, and replied to Shangfeng: “He was born well, gentle and handsome, tall but not strong, he is thin…”
Before he finished speaking, Liu Yuan's expression suddenly changed. It wasn't until this moment that he realized why he couldn't help but look twice when he saw Ruan Zhan.
Ruan Zhan looks and looks like Han Jun, is it a coincidence?
Lin Fei lowered his eyes, didn't say much, just touched the white paper on the corner of the table, and Han Jun's bright red lips were printed on the white paper.
Lin Fei took the white paper to his nose, sniffed it, put down the white paper in his hand, and said nothing.
(end of this chapter)