Da Song Private Investigator

The cold wind howled, and it snowed heavily all day and all night.

The next day was fine, and the entire Chang'an City was silvery white. All the simple or elegant buildings were covered with a layer of white, which looked like clouds in the sky from a distance.

Hwarang still doesn't have an answer to what happened yesterday, but he is not in a hurry to give an answer now, even if he really wants to leave Chang'an City, it won't be in this severe winter, at least until next spring, right?

The snow was so thick that it was almost submerged up to the calves. This snow was very heavy, and it was the biggest snowfall in Chang'an City in recent years.

However, although the snow is heavy, except for some people who are suffering from cold, many people are still very happy about the snow. After all, the auspicious snow heralds a good harvest.

Hwarang, Wen Meng and the others were going to sweep the snow at home, and then build a snowman to play with, but just as they started to sweep the snow in the courtyard, there was a knock on the door, Hwarang opened the door, and saw A yamen servant, the yamen servant looked flustered, and said: "Young Master Hua, something is wrong, someone has been frozen to death."

Hua Lang frowned slightly, but he was not very surprised. After all, in such a cold winter weather, it is not uncommon for someone to freeze to death. In ancient times, the gap between the rich and the poor was huge. Nuan, it is inevitable that he will be frozen to death, but in the face of this kind of thing, even if Hwarang and the others try their best to help, they can't help.

Only at this time, Wen Meng's words suddenly reminded Hwarang.

Wen Meng looked at the yamen servant and said, "How could people freeze to death? Didn't we set up a fund? Didn't we send cotton-padded quilts to those common people during the winter?"

When Hwarang heard this, he was startled. He almost forgot about it. Perhaps he was so busy with other things these days that he even forgot about the fund. Lang specifically asked to distribute cotton-padded clothes and quilts to those poor people. He believed that those people would not dare to steal from them. If so, how could some people be frozen to death?

The yamen servant's expression was a bit strange, he glanced at Wen Meng, and then said quickly: "Madam, those cotton-padded clothes and quilts are all given away, but this has nothing to do with the murder case I'm talking about now."

"Murder?" Hwarang was a little surprised, he froze to death, even though he died, it's not a homicide, right?

The yamen servant nodded: "The person who was frozen to death was the shopkeeper Lu Fulu of the Fulai Inn in the east of the city. His business in the Fulai Inn is booming. He is very rich. How could he be frozen to death? But now he is really frozen to death." So Mr. Li suspected that he was killed by someone, so he came here to invite Mrs. Hua to the Fulai Inn."

After the yamen servant finished speaking, Hua Lang was startled. Although Lu Fu was not considered a wealthy person in Chang'an City, his family was rich. If people like him could freeze to death, the entire Chang'an City would be in danger. I don't know how many people will be frozen to death.

In other words, Lu Fu's death was indeed very strange.

"Come on, let's go to Fulai Inn."

A group of people came to the Fulai Inn through the thick snow, because it was morning, and Lu Fu died, so the Fulai Inn was empty, Hualang and others walked past the inn and entered the backyard, only to see the Fulai Inn The backyard of my house is bigger than everyone imagined. The backyard is almost similar to the mansion of a rich family. There are pavilions and pavilions, and there are small bridges with flowing water. Of course, the water in the small bridge is not flowing at this time. All of them formed a thick layer of ice.

The backyard was divided into several small pieces by several walls, but each piece was connected. Hualang took a look and found that there were three small courtyards in the backyard. The large courtyard, the pavilions, small bridges and flowing water are all in the shared courtyard.

But at this time, there were bursts of sorrowful voices in the courtyard. Everyone looked around and saw a person lying motionless on the table in a pavilion. The women were crying. Judging by their appearance, they were crying very sadly. It should have something to do with the person in the pavilion.

Li Jingan was just outside the pavilion, when he saw Hua Lang approaching, he quickly went up to him and said, "Young Master Hua, I have experienced corpses before, they were frozen to death."

Li Jingan and Hwarang have known each other for two years. During these two years, Hwarang has taught him the way of autopsy, so Hwarang has no doubts about Li Jingan's autopsy results, but although Li Jingan concluded that the deceased was frozen Dead, but still think that the deceased was murdered, then this is strange, so Hwarang still wants to examine the body to see if he can find other useful clues.

Through the inspection, Hwarang found that the deceased's complexion was sallow, his teeth were stiff, his body was stiff, his cheeks were flushed and his face was like a hibiscus when he was washed with wine vinegar, and his face was like a hibiscus. Strange, that is, since the deceased was frozen to death, why did his hands lie flat on the table? It stands to reason that when the deceased was frozen to death, his hands should be wrapped around his chest. This is the instinctive reaction of the deceased before he was frozen to death ah.

However, the deceased did not do this, and there is only one reason for this, that is, the deceased was frozen to death, but before being frozen to death, the deceased had lost consciousness, or in other words, he was fainted .

The murderer probably knew that the snowy night was very cold, so he didn't kill the deceased himself, but stunned the deceased, and then the deceased could not move, so he would be frozen to death.

It's just that in the backyard of the Fulai Inn, why was Lu Fu, the shopkeeper of the Fulai Inn, stunned and froze to death like this?

Looking at those people who were crying just now, some of them should have a very close relationship with Lu Fu. Lu Fu took the pavilion and never went back to the house all night. Aren't these people strange? Didn't anyone come out to take a look?

The matter was really weird to the extreme, Hua Lang explained the results of his inspection, and after speaking, Li Jingan immediately continued: "So, this Lu Fu was really murdered."

The thing is indeed like this, but who poisoned Lu Fu? Hua Lang glanced at those crying people, and finally asked: "Who are you all from the dead?"

This question is not difficult to answer, so soon Hualang knew the relationship between these people and Lu Fu. One of them was a slightly older woman who should be 40 years old. The coquettish woman of more than 30 years old is the jewel of Lu Fu's concubine. As for the other young woman in her 20s, she is Zhao Ying's younger sister, Zhao Yu. Among these people, Zhao Yu is the only woman who did not cry. , and she didn't seem prepared to hide her gloating.