fast and ferocious

Chapter 177 Murder at the Inn ([-]) Second Watch

Qin Wubing said to Zheng Tuo again:

"Master Zheng, I'm afraid this murderer is not an ordinary person. He is probably a bandit near Wuzhou. The governor of Wuzhou is my Brother Haonan. You only need to tell him the characteristics of the murderer. No, I will write this letter. I know how to write, so I will write now, and please send Mr. Zheng to Wuzhou as soon as I finish, Holmes! I will serve you with pen and ink!"

Zheng Tuo couldn't figure out where Qin Wubing came to this judgment, but he still understood that this little policeman was about to write a letter to inform the Governor of Wuzhou to help arrest the murderer, and Zheng Tuo wanted to ask some questions, but he was a bit awkward , I had no choice but to think about finding an opportunity to ask carefully.

Here Qin Wubing was gearing up, and when Holmes was ready, Qin Wubing looked at the brush dipped in ink, and then remembered that he was an illiterate here.

He glanced at Lin Huai, Lin Huai took a step back, Guo Yi stepped forward and said righteously: "The third brother is tired today, let the second brother do the letter writing for you! Tell me, I will write!"

Qin Wubing cupped his hands moved, and said to Guo Yi in a low voice: "Second Brother, if something happens in the future, I will definitely go through fire and water..."

"Don't worry, if you beat me to death after returning to Beijing this time, I won't come out again! You have no chance to go through fire and water."

"That's not necessarily true." Qin Wubing said with a smirk, "In case sister-in-law is angry with second brother, or there is jealousy in the backyard, second brother won't want to go home..."

"Are you still writing this letter?"

"Write! The second brother will definitely be in harmony with his sister-in-law, raise his eyebrows together, grow old forever, and have a precious son early!"

Guo Yi sat down with a smile, picked up his pen, and waited for Qin Wubing to speak.

Lin Huai came up to Qin Wubing and whispered to Qin Wubing: "Brother's handwriting is really shameful!"

Qin Wubing patted Lin Huai and said, "Understood! Me too."

"What about you? The fourth child of the Lin family can write, but the writing is ugly. Can you write?" The old monk also came over.

Those around him knew that Qin Wubing couldn't read, let alone write, but Zheng Tuo and the others in the hall didn't know, especially Zhao Guang. So Qin Wubing felt that he had to keep his face, and Guo Yi was very cooperative, but the old monk had a strange mind, and sometimes he couldn't tell who he was with.

"Second brother, wait a moment. I need to wait until I find out the people who stayed in the seven days and screen out those who may be the deceased before I can write this letter."

When Zheng Tuo heard this, he quickly ordered someone to urge him.

Seeing that Qin Wubing ignored him, the old monk was a little annoyed, he pushed Qin Wubing and ordered: "Please write a few words for me to see!"

Qin Wubing sighed, and looked at the old monk helplessly, thinking that if he wasn't this identity, he would have been beaten to death just because of his mouth, but then he thought, if he wasn't this identity, he wouldn't have There will be such a temper.

Qin Wubing hugged the old monk's shoulder and said in a low voice:
"If you are all on your own, you can mock me as much as you want. Just kidding, I often don't save face for you, but when outsiders are around, shouldn't you stand by me? You say my things like this Weaknesses, if the prince knows about them, or if they are sent out, and when I come to the capital, everyone will see me as sarcasm, are you going to be annoyed again? Why bother? Right, you have to learn to distinguish the occasion..."

"Kill everyone who heard me just now!" the old monk said seriously.

"You are a monk who beats and kills at every turn, that's not good! Be merciful..." Qin Wubing was talking, when he saw a yamen servant hurrying over with a registration book, he immediately stopped his voice and went up to him .

"How? The number should not be many." Qin Wubing asked expectantly.

The yamen servant nodded and said: "There are quite a few people staying in the accommodation during the seven days, but there are only three people who have not paid their bills and left."

As the yamen servant spoke, he held up the registration book to show Qin Wubing, but Qin Wubing didn't read it, but instead called out to the shop assistant.

Several shop assistants rushed over.

"Do you know any of these three people? I mean, is there any one of these three people who will stay at your inn whenever they come to Jinling?"

A clerk didn't look at the registration book and said: "There is a man named Qian Youqian, a grain merchant, who comes to Jinling twice a year. At this time and at the end of the year, he stays at our inn every time. , it has been five or six years."

"Where are you from?"

"He is from Shun'an County, it seems that he is not too far from the capital, but he has an outhouse in Wuzhou City. When he came to the store last year, he even bragged to us that he took the top house of Hongxiuyuan in Wuzhou Prefecture, but he didn't dare Let the family know, and secretly raised it in Wuzhou."

The old monk asked Qin Wubing suddenly, "How do you know they recognize one of them?"

"Looking at the whereabouts of the murderer, does it look like he is waiting for the dead? How does he know that the dead will definitely live in this inn?" Qin Wubing asked back.

"Maybe he heard about it..."

"What did you inquire about? I heard that the deceased is coming to Jinling and will live here? The deceased hasn't left yet. He waited here more than ten days in advance, so he is not afraid that the deceased will change his mind? Unless the deceased's trip is imperative, live It is a certainty in this inn!"

The old monk wanted to ask again, Qin Wubing hurriedly said: "After I finish writing this letter, I will explain it to you in detail."

"Brother Haonan, please tell me," Qin Wubing started right away without waiting for the old monk to speak.

"...the murderer did not make any movement when he killed the murderer. The body was divided into more than ten pieces. The power of chopping was fierce and the method was extremely cruel. It can be seen that the murderer was not afraid of blood, disregarded human life, and had a deep hatred with the deceased!"

"The murderer only drinks Wuzhou Laojiao. He likes meat. He will not get tired of eating for more than ten days. He has a lot of money. The deposit is 50 taels, and the helper is more than [-] taels. It can be seen that he has money in his hands on weekdays, but he can't eat good food. , I used someone else’s guide to register at the hotel, the route stated on this guide is from Huaishui County to Jinling, via Wuzhou, I think the owner of the guide may have died under the knife of the murderer.”

"Besides, the deceased, according to inference, should be a grain merchant called Qian Youqian, who raised a foreign room in Wuzhou. He boasted that he was the top brand of Wuzhou Hongxiuyuan. Brother Haonan needs to find out whether Qian Youqian is still alive or not. Going home, who do you have grudges with on weekdays, is his outhouse really from a brothel, are there bandits outside Wuzhou City..."

"Yes! I will order people to kill ten bandits!"

The old monk interrupted casually, and the circuit in Qin Wubing's brain was cut off instantly. He rubbed his face vigorously, but he still couldn't calm down the anger in his heart. You are not allowed to follow!"

The old monk raised his eyebrows: "Who can stop Grandpa?"

"I will tell the Eldest Princess!"

The old monk pursed his lips and remained silent.

Qin Wubing thought about it again, but couldn't find his original train of thought, so he could only sigh and said, "I attach a portrait of the murderer with the letter, Brother Lao Haonan will find out carefully, sincerity!"

"What is it? What are you respecting?" The old monk couldn't bear it again.

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(End of this chapter)