Da Song Private Investigator

Entering Miss Qinyao's room, there is a burst of fragrance. The furnishings in the room are the same as most women in brothels, very elegant.

It's just that in this elegant house, there is a dead body.

The corpse was lying in front of the dressing table, with its face slanted to one side and blood dripping from its mouth. Under the shadow of the lights in the room, it looked terrifying.

After Hwarang asked Long Budi to take the idlers out, he began to examine the corpse.

Hua Lang and Yin Wucuo put Miss Qin Yao's body on the table inside the house, and Wen Meng Hua Wan'er and others stood aside holding the oil lamp. After such preparations, Hua Lang first paid attention to Miss Qin Yao's face , her face is a standard oval face, even if she is dead at this time, she is still shining brightly, giving people a feeling that she dare not look at her directly.

Only on Miss Qinyao's face, Hua Lang found that the deceased's mouth and eyes were open, his face was dark purple, his lips were purple black, and there was purple black blood on his nose and mouth.

After looking at the face, Hwarang frowned suddenly, then looked down, and saw that the dead man's hands, toes, and nails were all dark, and there were slight blue spots on his body, but there was no trauma.

Hwarang tried it with a silver needle and found that the silver needle turned black.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the silver needle turning black, which means that Miss Qin Yao was poisoned to death.

After checking the corpse, Hwarang turned around and inspected the whole room. The room was very simple and elegant, but there was no sign of mess, so it was impossible for someone to rush in and force her to drink the poison. Then someone came in and bought her a drink?

Hwarang shook his head, would Miss Qinyao drink at such a night?

At this time, on the dressing table, there was an exquisite tin cup. The tin cup was placed on a book of words. The book of words was opened, and the tin cup seemed a bit out of place. There was a strange smell. I tested it with a silver needle and found that the silver needle turned black. That is to say, Miss Qinyao died of poisoning after drinking the contents of this tin cup.

The tin cup is so small that you can't even take a sip. It seems to be a kind of bamboo leaf green wine. After Hualang found out this, he felt even more strange. Qin Yao was going to perform on stage again at such a late hour. Do you drink bamboo leaf green wine?

After putting down the tin cup, Hwarang looked at the collection of lyrics on the dressing table. It was a collection of lyrics recording the works of the Five Dynasties period. The page that was opened at this time was a poem by Mao Wenxi: Ying Changtian:

The waves of Pingjiang are warm and mandarin ducks talk, and fishing boats return to Jipu in twos.Luzhou was windy and rainy all night, and snowy egrets flew up from the shallow sand.

The fishing lantern is bright in Yuanzhu, where is Lan Zhao tonight?The robe of robes moves lightly in the wind, worrying about killing the lotus picker!

This poem is about the happy meeting between the lotus picking girl and her lover and the sorrow after parting. At that time, Miss Qinyao was reading this poem. After the murderer came in, she invited her to drink. She couldn't disobey it, so she had to drink it. But when she drank the poisonous wine, she just put down the wine glass, and died of poisoning?

It was already late at this time, and although there was a full moon outside, everyone was in no mood to appreciate it anymore. Bao Zheng ordered Gongsun Ce to write down the guests of the Qingli Courtyard tonight, and let them go back. Soon, the bustling Qingli The courtyard suddenly became quiet, Long Budi and a group of girls from Qingli Courtyard were walking around anxiously downstairs, not knowing what to do for a while.

Hua Lang, Bao Zheng and the others have already checked the body in Miss Qin Yao's room, and it is true that she died of poisoning, but there is no sign of it from inside the house?

After thinking about it for a while, Hua Lang asked Long to not speak back and forth with Qin Yao's maid.

After the two came to the room with flickering candles, they looked quite uncomfortable. Hwarang held a tin cup, looked at the two of them and asked, "Does Miss Qinyao like to drink?"

Long Budi nodded: "Our girl from Qingliyuan, that one can't drink."

"Do you like to drink?" Hwarang asked again, because he felt that Long Budi didn't understand his question. Being able to drink and liking to drink are different concepts.

Long Buyi was silent for a while, and the maid beside him quickly replied: "I like it, I like it very much, especially Zhuyeqing. After Miss Qinyao came here, she immediately asked someone to buy several altars of Zhuyeqing, and put them in the corner In the cabinet." The maid said, walking towards the cabinet, and then pointed.

A yamen servant opened the cabinet, and saw that there were indeed several jars of wine inside, all of which were green bamboo leaves. When he opened one jar, he found a scent of wine exuding from the yellowish wine, which made people want to drink a glass after smelling it.

Seeing that Zhuyeqing belonged to Miss Qinyao, Hua Lang suddenly frowned and asked, "Is this tin cup belonged to Miss Qinyao?"

The servant girl nodded again and again, and said: "Yes, Miss Qin Yao likes to drink with this cup the most. Usually, I don't even let me touch it. She does the washing by herself."

After listening to the servant girl's words, even Bao Zheng couldn't help being surprised, the wine is Miss Qin Yao's own wine, and the wine glass is also her own wine glass, could it be that she committed suicide by taking poison?

But why did she commit suicide by taking poison?

Although the life in the brothel is not very easy, but human life is precious, everyone has the idea of ​​survival, not to mention that girl Qinyao is likely to become the target of many men in Duanzhou City from tonight onwards, she really has no reason to commit suicide That's right?

After pondering, Hwarang said to the servant girl, "Is this the corpse you found first?"

The maid nodded, her face flushed slightly, she looked very nervous and scared.

"When you came in, did you notice anything?"

The servant girl thought for a while, and said: "It was time for Miss Qin Yao to come on stage, so I called her, but when I opened the door, I found her lying in front of the dressing table with blood in her mouth. I was terrified, so I hurriedly called Boss Long, Boss Long saw that Miss Qinyao was dead, so he immediately sealed off the scene and sent someone to report the case to the county government."

"You are Miss Qin Yao's maid, why didn't you accompany her?"

When asked by Hua Lang, the maid immediately became more nervous, and she said after a long time: "Yes... Miss Qinyao didn't let me accompany her. Since the evening, she pushed me out of the room without anyone Zhunjin, and looking at her, she seems to be very anxious, I am a maid, I dare not ask, so I have to go outside, and there are many sisters performing outside, so I am happy to watch the performance."

"Miss Qin Yao won't let anyone into her room?"

"Yes, no one is allowed in!"

"So has anyone been in there?"

Long Budi and Qin Yao's maid thought for a while, and finally shook their heads. Neither of them saw anyone entering Qin Yao's room.

Seeing the two shaking their heads, Hua Lang asked again: "In this Qingli courtyard, who has the best relationship with Miss Qinyao?"

"Miss Disheng!" This sentence was answered by Long Budi and Qin Yao's maid. After hearing this answer, everyone was very surprised.