Da Song Private Investigator

After Mei Ji finished the compliment, she bowed slightly and said: "It's getting late, the little girl is going back to her room, please be gentle, my dandy."

Faced with Meiji's repetition, Hwarang had no choice but to ask her to leave.

When Mei Ji left the back garden, the snow was still falling, and it seemed to be much bigger. Standing under the plum tree, Hualang looked up, and saw the plum blossoms all over the tree were rustling down by the wind, and the petals were mixed in the snow. It is difficult for people to tell whether the falling plum blossoms or snowflakes.

The cold wind was bleak, Hualang stood under the tree and thought to himself, why does Meiji like to stand under the tree to admire plum blossoms?

Is it just because of liking?

Mei is lonely, so is Mei Ji also lonely?

But looking at Xiang Yu's appearance, he seems to love Mei Ji very much, so why would Mei Ji feel lonely?

Hwarang doesn't know that if two people who don't love each other are together, no matter how good they are to each other, there will be no spiritual entanglement.

It was dusk, and a few sparrows were looking for food in the snow, but the snow was so thick, where could they find food?Looking at the sparrows on the snow, Hwarang suddenly felt that not only is life difficult for people, but even those free birds that everyone envies have their own troubles.

When he left the back garden, Hwarang's hair was covered with snowflakes, he knocked on it when he returned to the house, Wen Meng was still awake at that time, he stared at Hwarang and asked, "Where did you go?" ?”

Hua Lang didn't dare to tell the story of meeting Mei Ji, he just smiled and said, "Walking around, don't you think walking in such a snowy day is very poetic!"

Wen Meng didn't feel any poetry, she smiled: "I only feel cold."

It was really cold this day, after Hwarang took off his coat, he rushed into the bed in a hurry.

The night gradually deepened, and the whole Xiangjiazhuang fell silent. The heavy snow was still flying, and the cold wind was blowing against the window lattice, making a humming sound.

I don't know when the snow stopped. Everyone got up the next day, but saw a piece of white snow.

But at this moment, news suddenly came that Xiang Si of Xiangjiazhuang had hanged himself.

The news came suddenly, and it made everyone feel at a loss. They were investigating the murder of Xiang Dang. Why did Xiang Jiazhuang have a murder?

Although they were surprised, since the murder happened, they couldn't ignore it, so they hurried to Xiang Si's house.

It was a very simple house. In the courtyard full of snow, there were only two small thatched huts. The huts were dilapidated, giving people a feeling of being overwhelmed by the snow. In one of the huts, crying could be heard from time to time. Bao Zheng When I brought people in, I was a little surprised, because there was not much furniture in the thatched hut, and there were not even a few quilts on a bed, so I am afraid that it would not be able to keep out the cold at night.

The deceased had been carried down by his family, and now he was lying flat on the bed. There were strangle marks on the neck of the deceased. There was a man and a woman kneeling in front of the bed. The man and woman were crying hard and very sad. They probably were the children of the deceased.

At this time, Xiang Yu explained to Bao Zheng: "They are Xiang Fei, Xiang Si's son, and his daughter-in-law."

Bao Zheng nodded slightly, and then asked Hua Lang to do the autopsy, while he looked at Xiang Fei and his wife and asked, "Which one of you found the body?"

Xiang Fei's wife heard Bao Zheng's question, and quickly stood up: "My lord, it's me. I called my father-in-law to get up for dinner early this morning, but when I opened the door and came in, I found that my father-in-law had hanged himself."

Bao Zheng frowned slightly, feeling that this matter was so weird, so he asked scoldingly: "Did you and your husband abuse the old man so that the old man committed suicide?"

Bao Zheng has his reasons for asking this question. The house is very simple and shabby, and the quilt on the bed is not enough to keep out the cold. No matter who it is, in the snowy day like last night, they will shiver from the cold and have the idea of ​​leaving this world. .

Hearing Bao Zheng's question, that Xiang Fei immediately knelt down and shouted: "Master Bao is wronged, we husband and wife are very filial to my father, but our family is poor, and we really don't have the money to sell quilts for my father to keep out the cold, so we just We, husband and wife, only covered one quilt, if you don’t believe me, you can go to our room and check it out.”

Seeing what Xiang Fei said, Bao Zheng really went to check their room, and when Bao Zheng took a look, he felt a pain in his heart. What Xiang Fei said was true, this family is indeed poor Poor, there is really only one quilt on the bed of the husband and wife, and the furniture in the room is also extremely simple, just like Xiang Si's room.

After Bao Zheng came to the murder scene again, he looked at Xiang Fei and asked, "Did you hear anything last night?"

"It snowed heavily last night. We went to bed early and didn't hear anything."

"Can suspicious footprints be found at home this morning?"

"No, why would you ask such a question?"

"It's possible that your father was killed, that's why you asked."

Hearing what Bao Zheng said, Xiang Fei shook his head again and again: "Impossible, my father is very old, and he doesn't usually have any grudges with others, and our family has no property to worry about. Who would kill my father!"

After Xiang Fei finished speaking, Xiang Fei's wife quickly followed suit: "I think the father-in-law must have hanged himself. He kept saying that he didn't want to implicate us. If my husband and I hadn't been strict, my father-in-law would have committed suicide a long time ago."

"Oh, what's going on here?" Bao Zheng was very surprised when he heard Mrs. Xiang Fei's words, because he really couldn't figure it out, how could a person be so stupid as to commit suicide?

At this time, Mrs. Xiang Fei said: "My father-in-law is not in good health, and our family is very poor. My father-in-law always thinks that he is a drag on us, otherwise our life can be better. He always said that it would be better to die." Forget it, I found out that my father-in-law hanged himself early this morning, we both have such thoughts."

After listening to the words of their husband and wife, Bao Zheng was silent for a long time, and asked after a long time, "Did you find any suspicious footprints this morning?"

Xiang Fei and his wife shook their heads: "When I got up early this morning, the whole courtyard was completely white, and there was nothing on the snow."

"The footprints may be covered by snow." Gongsun Ce reminded from the side.

Bao Zheng nodded slightly, if there really was a murderer, then he must have killed the person before the heavy snow had stopped.

And whether there is a murderer depends on how Hwarang examines the corpse.

Everyone cast their gazes on Hwarang, and after carefully observing the neck of the deceased, Hwarang straightened up and said, "Murdered."

"Murdered?" Everyone couldn't help being shocked, and Xiang Fei and his wife couldn't believe that this sentence was true.

At this time, Hwarang nodded: "It was indeed murdered."