I was just solving crimes, how could I become an immortal?

Chapter 124 This is not a suicide note

Ye Siyi's death led to a tragic case of family extermination twenty years ago.

And this tragedy indirectly forced the head of the Privy Council to death and became related to the harem.

Looking back now, Sanyang actually said that he was the orphan of the Ye family?
  "How involved is this case!" Cao An sighed with a headache.

After hearing Sanyang's words, the Tsing Yi Department gathered around him.

"That's right! When Sanyang first joined our Wild Wolf Army, he also mentioned that his family suffered a disaster when he was a child and he was adopted by a Buddhist family. But you never mentioned the time of your family?"

"Amitabha, all the horse thieves have been killed in what happened back then, and it has been many years, so we have not mentioned it again. Unexpectedly, there is another hidden story."

Sanyang clasped his palms together, speaking with boundless Buddha thoughts.

But everyone present could see that the evil aura gradually appeared in Sanyang's eyes.

The revival of the old case means that the thief who destroyed the family is still at large. This stimulation makes the evil nature in Sanyang's body start to stir up again.

"Don't get excited. If there is really something hidden in this case, I will help you find out the truth." Cao An patted him on the shoulder and told him to calm down.

Sanyang also knew that going too far was not enough, so he quickly closed his eyes and began to recite scriptures silently to suppress the evil nature in his body.

I briefly said a few words about the contents of the file and went back to check it slowly. The more important thing now is to deal with the affairs of the Privy Council.

boom!boom!
  There were two muffled sounds, and there was really a fight over there.

Tie Mian is really strong and should be the signature killer of the Privy Council.

At this moment, the sword in his hand was not unsheathed, but he was able to stick to Coach Ma's head and beat him hard. In just three moves, he was subdued.

Coach Ma, who was lying on the ground, had a face full of panic: "Don't kill me, don't kill me. I just collected some money. I never thought it would cause such a big fuss!"

This is not a government office, this is the Privy Council, a gathering place for spies and killers.

When your whereabouts are already very suspicious, the killers would rather kill the wrong person than let go, and they really know how to use their swords. How Coach Ma taught everyone to be ruthless, he is now using it on himself.

Cao An looked at the evidence they analyzed.

First of all, there were only a few senior officials in the Privy Council last night who had the ability to issue transfer orders.

Judging from the time, motive, and evidence left at the scene, Coach Ma had sufficient time to make arrangements.

What is even more conclusive is that although the arrows fired by the crossbowmen who attacked Cao An last night had been altered, the spies analyzed it and found that they actually came from the materials of their Privy Council?
  That bastard, Coach Ma, took their military supplies and sold them.

"You are really brave!" Cao An looked at Coach Ma as if he were looking at a dead person.

Coach Ma also panicked and quickly defended: "I really just wanted to sell for money. I never thought they would take advantage of it!"

I often walk by the river and my shoes don't get wet. This time, the horse trainer also made a mistake.

In order to make some extra money, he reached an agreement with a group of businessmen to sell some of the Privy Council's crossbow materials. Anyway, the wear and tear from daily training was not small, so no one would suspect it.

But this task cannot be completed by Coach Ma alone, but he does not want to involve too many people. Not only will he have to divide the spoils, but he will also be in danger of being reported.

After some calculation, he simply issued the south gate adjustment order in advance for every transaction, creating a gap between defensive rotations.

Traders can arrange manpower to pull away goods placed at designated locations in the yard during free time, which is safe and worry-free.

Even if he is discovered, he can still argue that it was a thief who stole it and it had nothing to do with him.

Because of the good arrangements, there were no problems the first few times, so I gradually became more courageous and my control became looser and looser.

Unexpectedly, an accident would happen this time. The opponent not only entered the south gate, but also rushed inside, killed several guards, and blocked the front of the library, almost causing a catastrophe.

After listening to the report, Cao An nodded with satisfaction. These spies could analyze the results in a short time, so their level was still good.

However, they were good at the one-stop posture, and Cao An couldn't help but give them some blows: "Actually, I knew that Coach Ma was a traitor when I came here early in the morning, but your reaction was still a little slow."

Did you know early on? Information bought from foreigners? Everyone looked at him strangely.

Cao An shook his head and said: "Information is not bought, it is seen with the eyes. Don't you think it looks strange that our Vice-President has been holding the transfer order? That is the evidence."

Tie Mian was shocked. Today's deputy commander was indeed a little strange, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Now that he suddenly mentioned it, the other party did not hesitate and placed the transfer order in his hand on the table.

People around him gathered to watch, hoping to find clues from every word.

The most eye-catching thing among them is that in addition to the last words to recommend the deputy director, there is also a transfer order, which is to transfer Coach Ma from his post.

"The Headmaster already knows about Coach Ma!" Tie Mian's hands were trembling.

Such an order was obviously due to the abnormality of Coach Ma.

But why didn't the commander say anything?

"He hopes that you will find the problem yourself. After all, the materials that were sold are just a loss of money, but the information you missed is what makes the commander the most sad." The deputy commander finally spoke.

I never said it, just hoping that the students would notice it themselves.

They are killers, but they are also spies.

If all the work is running like a machine with no flexibility, then what is the difference between this Privy Council and a dead soldier?

If it hadn't been for the time when the head of the hospital had not taken care of the orphan, I am afraid that this transfer order would never have come out of his mouth.

... The heavy blow made these arrogant young people feel downcast.

But it doesn’t matter!
  You have lost your confidence. If I give you more work to regain your confidence, wouldn’t it be enough?
  In the bottom of his heart, Cao An silently replaced the concept of working for free with giving opportunities to young people. He walked over and comforted Tiemian:
  "You don't have to be discouraged. I still have a task here. As long as you can complete it, I'm sure the director, Quan Xia, will be happy."

Tie Mian raised his head. He was now eager to prove himself and asked decisively: "What is the mission?"

"Find the murderer who killed your master!"

As soon as these words came out, Tie Mian's eyes already showed murderous intent, and the spies behind him all took a step forward.

"Master Cao, didn't our leader commit suicide?"

Cao An pointed to the file in front of him: "Definitely not. The transfer order you are looking at now is one of the evidences. Those who commit suicide in fear of crime will never leave such a thing behind."

In this case, on the surface, a lot of evidence points to suicide.

The leaving of the transfer order is, from a certain perspective, evidence that the head of the court has already had the idea of ​​entrusting him with the funeral arrangements.

"But have you ever thought about it, if someone commits suicide out of fear of crime, his recommendation letter is completely useless."

Everyone was stunned.

Indeed, one of the orders included in the order was to recommend to the imperial court the vice-chancellor to take his place.

But it stands to reason that you yourself are a sinner, how can you recommend others? It's a complete contradiction.

From the moment he entered the house until now, the deputy commander has been clinging to the transfer order. He discovered the clues in it and was afraid of being betrayed. He planned to arrange for someone to investigate after the matter was over.

Without thinking, Cao An saw the problem on the spot.

The deputy commander nodded and started chatting: "Master Cao is worthy of his reputation as a detective, but I have never been able to figure out why the commander's actions are so contradictory. The suicide note on the table was indeed written by him. ah!"

"No, these two things are actually not contradictory."

Cao An walked to the case, gently picked up the suicide note, then put the letters and banknotes in the square box into his hand, finally hung the brush back on the pen holder, and took a few steps back.

"If that's the case, do you still find it strange?"

Everyone looked at him again. At this moment, the deputy commander seemed to have been stabbed to death in front of the table. He tried hard to stretch out his right hand, trying to hold something.

This was, without a doubt, the scene of a murder.

"You mean, someone rearranged the crime scene, right? We have thought about this situation, but the suicide note..."

"Suicide note? There is no suicide note. What I took away was a farewell letter."

"Farewell letter!"

The Vice-President could not help but exclaim, and Tie Mian and the others behind him also showed expressions of sudden realization.

The headmaster left a letter of recommendation and planned to convene everyone for a meeting in the afternoon. He even planned to teach Princess Wen Zhao his unique hidden weapon "Yu Hui".

These are definitely not precursors to suicide.

"The president's idea was to retire, but someone persuaded him to write a farewell letter. Later, he used this letter as a suicide note, and in turn arranged the scene of his suicide."

Cao An's "Please leave your last words" read clues to the Ye family tragedy twenty years ago, but the other detectives were all misled.

The most difficult part of this case is the farewell letter.

"That letter is really like a suicide note. Since the leader is just retiring, why would he write such a weird letter?"

"Of course there is a reason for this, but that is another case. I can't say more. You just need to worry about what you are seeing."

Cao An directly took the letter into his arms and didn't want to say more.

The task currently given to the spies is simple: find out the mystery of this secret room.

"What is known so far is that the host should have received a certain guest, and the guest brought wine. This can be judged from the smell of alcohol on the body of the host."

"It's just that it's strange that this person can break into the house and kill people after locking the door in the courtyard. I suspect it's a monster, because the palm of the palm was struck by the palm once, but it hit the edge of the desk."

Cao An told the known information, the most critical of which was the slap.

This palm was taken by the dean while he was sitting on a chair, hitting the table. From such a close distance, the person who carried out the assassination was probably not a person, but a small thing.

If you search carefully, you should be able to find clues.

But Cao An is lazy. There is a group of guys who don't have the strength to go on an envoy, so why bother himself?

So, he gave an order, and the spies rushed into the room and began to collect clues frantically, and soon they had the answer.

"The wine the Master drank should be [Three Days of Drunkenness]. It has a lot of stamina and seems to be mixed with some other medicinal materials. It should be the result of the plot he suffered when the drunkenness took effect."

"We must find the secret passage!"

"The secret passage was found, right here."

Looking at the voice, I saw a small covered hole above the beam.

The murderer’s killing methods…

"I'm afraid it's not the use of monsters, but the Taoist puppet technique."

(End of this chapter)