Chapter 124 Fried Lotus Root Box (2)

There are a lot of things in common, but they are just things that scholars have in common.

What do scholars like? Read some books and occasionally write some poems and articles. It seems that they do have something in common, but since they are both scholars, it seems not surprising that they do this.

Liu Yuan only felt as if he was surrounded by an invisible barrier. He had vaguely caught something, but when he really wanted to see clearly, he couldn't see anything for a while.

At this moment, Lin Fei's voice rang in his ears: "Reading, writing poetry, writing articles, etc. are all what scholars like. There is nothing special. Do you remember that Ruan Zhan and Han Jun besides like Besides visiting the study, what else do you like to do?”

Mentioning Ruan Zhan and Han Jun again, who could no longer speak, Liu Yuan was startled, and instinctively replied: "I also like to visit pen and ink shops."

"This is a list from the owner of the pen and ink shop they often go to. The things they often buy are on it." Lin Fei placed the two papers full of writing on the case and motioned for Liu Yuan to lower his head and look at it. .

Liu Yuan lowered his head and looked at the papers full of writing on the case.

Naturally, the pen and ink shop sells things such as the Four Treasures of the Study. There are various types of wolf brushes, inkstones, paints, etc... Huh? pigment?

Seeing Liu Yuan's sliding fingers fall on the paint and stop, Lin Fei pointed to the wolf hairs of different sizes on it and said: "If ordinary scholars just use it for writing, they don't need to be so particular. All wolf hairs of the same size must be divided." There are several types above, and only painters have to pay attention to these. Therefore, these two people must still like to paint."

Like painting... This does not seem to be an unexpected hobby for a scholar. Although this hobby is not shared by every scholar, it is not strange.

"Including Ruan Zhan and Han Jun, there are fifteen people in total." Lin Fei pointed to the files on the other missing scholars' cases and said, "Although the records on the missing cases in these government offices are not exhaustive, there are some The same thing was mentioned."

At this point, there was no need for Lin Fei to continue talking. Liu Yuan said with a subtle expression: "These scholars all have a hobby of painting."

Although none of them are outstanding painters, they are the masterpieces of everyone! But the murderer obviously doesn't care whether these scholars are good or bad painters, but just prefers to target scholars who like to paint.

But... why choose a scholar who likes to paint?

Lin Fei reached out and took out the old case file from the warehouse that was on the desk, opened it, pointed at the handsome scholar on the file, and said: "The scholar that Madam Rouge killed was also a painter. "

Maybe the painting wasn't that outstanding, but the scholar used his painting to attract quite a few women.

All of this was seen by people back then and was deeply remembered.

"The murderer hates such handsome scholars who like to paint," Lin Fei said.

That’s not unreasonable, but...

"Ruan Zhan and Han Jun died so strangely, but those scholars just disappeared. Why?" Liu Yuan was puzzled and asked Lin Fei, "Why didn't Ruan Zhan and Han Jun just disappear too?"

At least if these two people disappeared, their families might think that they had gone out to have a good time, and they would treat them as disappearance cases and throw them away to the Chang'an government office, instead of attracting the attention of Dali Temple like they do now.

Lin Fei was not surprised by this.

"The night when Tangyuan was frightened, there was a thick fog and it was difficult to see the way forward." Lin Fei reminded Liu Yuan of what happened that day. "That day, Tangyuan ate an extra bowl of porridge and a salted duck egg, so he went back It's too late, if she goes back at the usual time, she might encounter something like this."

These trivial things are true. If he hadn't eaten an extra bowl of porridge and a salted duck egg, Tang Yuan would have gone back long ago, and he might not have encountered such a thing.

"The sudden appearance of glutinous rice balls can be said to be an accident." Lin Fei said, "Her voice even attracted people on the street next door."

Although the little girl Tang Yuan has a small voice, she has a loud voice. She howled so loudly that she called people on the street nearby to watch the fun.

"So, if the glutinous rice balls had not appeared that day, we might have had to wait until midnight when the street patrolmen passed by while they were still alive to watch." Liu Yuan thought for a while and said.

"It's possible." Lin Fei nodded and reminded Liu Yuan calmly: "If the murderer's original plan was to leave the person here, he would really have to wait until midnight to be seen."

The prerequisite for the body to be seen is that the murderer had intended to leave the body here for others to discover.

Liu Yuan understood, and after hearing the words, he immediately said: "What if the murderer's original plan was not to leave the person here at all, but to take him away? If he hadn't encountered Tang Yuan that day, wouldn't Han Jun have been silent as well? disappeared?"

Lin Fei glanced at him, turned around, took down the map of Chang'an City hanging on the wall behind him, and placed it on the case. Then, he took another pen and drew a circle at the location of Yishan. He also drew a circle at the entrance of the alley where Han Jun was found that day. After a pause, he drew a circle at the location of Zhuang Meiniang's study.

"Let me ask you," Lin Fei pointed to the location of Yishan on the map and the location of Zhuang Meiniang's study, and said, "How to transport a corpse from Yishan to Zhuang Meiniang's study?"

What kind of weird question is this? Liu Yuan slandered, but thought about it seriously and said, "It's a bit troublesome to transport the body. In order not to arouse suspicion, the best way is to find a carriage or something and hide the body inside."

"That's right!" Lin Fei confirmed Liu Yuan's answer, but said, "They don't know how to drive a carriage."

"Then..." Liu Yuan thought for a while and was about to speak when he heard Lin Fei say, "In the middle of the night, with thick fog at night, it was difficult to see the way ahead. Two people were supporting a drunk friend. Do you think it would be okay? Attractive?"

Liu Yuan was dumbfounded after hearing this sentence. When he came to his senses, he immediately said in shock: "So what Lin Shaoqing means is that after Han Jun died, he was 'supported' and brought down from the mountain? Preparing to transport him to the study?" "

How can this be?

After saying that he had no proof, Lin Fei stepped out of the door and said, "Come with me!"

He took Liu Yuan and went directly to the back office to look for Wu Butai. When he passed by the public kitchen, it was when Wen Mingtang and others were making evening food. A strong smell of fried food filled the air, and he was already a little hungry. At this time, the smell of the smell was so exciting that Liu Yuan subconsciously glanced into the public kitchen and saw Wen Mingtang and others frying something around a large oil pan.

The aroma really went straight into people's noses. Listening to Wen Mingtang's voice instructing Ah Bing to "re-fry the glutinous rice balls to make them crispier" came from inside. Liu Yuan even swallowed subconsciously.

Just glancing at the peak in front of him that stopped for a moment, Liu Yuan suppressed his desire to step into the public kitchen and caught up with Lin Fei.

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