Da Song Private Investigator

There were three people who came, and they were all women.

Fu Ren's three wives.

These three ladies are not very old, and they are all dressed in beautiful clothes, but at this time they are all crying.

They cried on Fu Ren's body, although the appearance was real, it gave people a feeling of hallucination, as if in Hwarang's mind, if a man married many wives, among his wives , it is inevitable that there will be a few who are not sincere to him.

When the wives were almost crying, Hwarang looked at them and said, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. The only thing we can do now is to help the dead find the murderer. You are Fu Ren's wife. To him Is there any enemy, you should know it very well?"

The three wives looked at each other, then nodded again and again, Hwarang nodded slightly, asking them to name Furen's enemies.

"There is a man named Cheng Mi. He has a bad relationship with my master. He often wants to punish our master. Once he was humiliated by my master. He once threatened to make my master look good!"

"That's right, this Cheng Mi must be the murderer!"

"In addition to this Cheng Mi, there is a man named Qin Fan who has a grudge against my master. He is a scholar and looks down on my master. Later, when he was short of money for a job, my master used the money to humiliate him severely. Let him know that studying is useless, only money is the last word, so Qin Fan hates my master even more. Recently I heard that Qin Fan is even poorer, and he can't even eat enough. Could he be out of hatred? How about killing my master?"

After the ladies finished speaking, Hwarang had nothing else to ask, and Li Jingan had nothing to ask, so Li Jingan ordered the ladies to carry Fu Ren's body away immediately.

Immediately after Furen's wives, Hwarang always felt that among these wives, there would be an affair, so after thinking twice, he asked Li Jingan to order someone to spy on the three wives.

After giving these instructions, Hwarang and the others went directly to Er Niu's house.

Erniu's house is facing the street, with a clothes shop in front and a garden in the back. At this time, there was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old in the shop, who was concentrating on trimming and reducing fabrics. After Hwarang and others entered, the boy ignored him. They were just doing their own work, Hwarang gave the boy a slight bow and asked, "Little friend, do you know that this is Erniu's house?"

The boy put down the scissors, glanced at Hua Lang, and nodded: "This is Erniu's home!"

"Please ask Er Niu to come out. We are from the Yamen. I have a few questions to ask him."

The boy's face was a little nervous, but even though he was nervous, he still pointed to himself: "I'm a bully!"

Hearing this, the crowd felt indescribably surprised. They felt that they had been cheated. That Ji Bu said he let Er Niu see the cloth, but this Er Niu turned out to be a child of thirteen or fourteen. Ridiculous?

Is it possible for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child to kill Fu Ren?Does he have to kill Fu Ren?

Both Hua Lang and Li Jing'an felt that they came here for nothing today, but since they came, they still thought it would be good to ask some questions, maybe these two cows really noticed something!

"So you are Er Niu, how old are you?" Wen Meng looked at Er Niu and smiled, Er Niu saw that a beautiful girl like Wen Meng smiled at him, his cheeks turned slightly red, hesitated for a long time, and then replied: "Again Fourteen in a month!"

The 14-year-old boy is not very big, and this Er Niu may be because of his poor family. His body looks a little thin, and he is really not worthy of the name Er Niu. When his parents wanted to name him, they were worried that he would not be easy to raise. , that's why it got such a name.

"Aren't you helping Ji Bu sell things in the street over there today? Why did you come back?"

Er Niu looked at Hua Lang timidly, and asked after a long time, "Is it... Is it because the boss went to the Yamen to sue me because I sneaked back, so you came to look for me?"

Er Niu looked very pitiful, Hua Lang smiled: "Ji Bu didn't go to the Yamen to sue you, we came to ask you questions because of other things, you just answer the questions."

Hearing that it wasn't Ji Bu who went to the Yamen to sue him, Er Niu felt relieved and said, "It's like this, the boss suddenly had a stomachache and asked me to look at the cloth for him, but at that time the business of the cloth stall was very bad, and The boss went away for a long time, and I was a little worried about my mother, so I ran back privately."

"So when you were looking at the booth, did you see any suspicious people?"

"Suspicious people?" Er Niu didn't seem to understand that Hwarang's suspicious question refers to those people.

"It's just... just not buying things, but it gives people a sneaky feeling." Hwarang explained in this way, but even though he explained it in this way, even he himself felt that this explanation was a bit unreliable.

Er Niu thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head: "When I looked at the stall, there were not many people there, because cloth is not a rare commodity, and there are really not many customers who are willing to see it for communication at that place."

I'm afraid I won't get anything out of this question, Hua Lang thought for a while, and finally asked: "Then, have you ever seen Fu Ren, he is a slightly fat man?"

Er Niu shook his head: "I haven't seen it."

From here, it seems that there is really no useful clue to ask, Hua Lang glanced at Li Jingan, and said: "Master Li, let's go back!"

Li Jingan nodded, and was about to go back, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the inner courtyard of the shop: "Er Niu, is there a customer here?"

Er Niu shouted loudly in the shop: "No mother, it's people from the yamen, they come to ask the child some questions!"

"People from the yamen?" The voice seemed a little anxious, and then a woman came out from the inside. This woman was wearing coarse clothes. Although she was not stunning in appearance, she also had a mature charm. Hua Lang glanced at her, and suddenly thought of a sentence poem to:

Dare to exaggerate the ten fingers by coincidence, and don't lengthen the eyebrows.

I hate the gold thread every year and make wedding clothes for others.

The woman in front of her has a lot of clothes in the shop, but none of these clothes belong to her. Isn’t this just making wedding clothes for others?

After the woman came out, she seemed a little nervous, saluted Li Jingan and Hwarang again and again, and asked if his son caused trouble outside, Hwarang knew that being a mother was not easy, so he repeatedly comforted him: "No, it just happened to have a few questions to ask." Just ask Er Niu, it has nothing to do with him, now that we are done asking, we should leave too!"

"Is there really nothing wrong?"

"Really do not have!"