The little girl of the general's house

Chapter 1512

"The real murderer?" Jing Zhong immediately lowered his face when he heard this.

"Have you exchanged some important clues while I was away? I can understand that both of you, Yu Gong, are from the Yamen, but now this case is being handled by Dali Temple and the Yamen, so you should not Conceal it from me. In private, are we good friends? Tell me!"

The more Jing Zhong spoke, the angrier he became, a finger almost poked Lu Zheng's spine.

Lu Zheng frowned, and brushed Jing Zhong's hand away: "Yes! We are good friends!"

"If you're good friends, tell me everything you know!"

Lu Zheng lowered his eyes, feeling very tormented deep in his heart.

"What's wrong with you?" Jing Zhong also noticed that Lu Zhengping was different from usual at this moment, and asked with a frown, "Why are you hesitating? This is not your usual style of doing things."

Lu Zheng hummed and lowered his voice: "This matter concerns my father."

"Ah?" Jing Zhong narrowed his eyes and thought again and again, "What are you talking about? Does this matter have something to do with your father's money? Didn't he go away a long time ago?"

"Yes, that's what he told us."

"No!" Jing Zhong walked around Luzheng, "Your look and tone of voice are wrong, and it doesn't look like you're joking. Please tell me clearly."

Lu Zheng knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he told Jing Zhong all about Li Yujiao's discovery.

After Jing Zhong heard it, his first reaction was the same as that of Lu Zheng at the time: "I don't believe it, Uncle Lu has no reason to do this at all. According to you, then everything from his arm injury to leaving the capital was planned. He What are you drawing?"

Lu Zheng shook his head, his voice was full of exhaustion: "I don't know."

"Then didn't you just say that you went back to pick up a letter left by Uncle Lu before he left? Did you find any clues?"

"No."

"You bring it to me to see."

Lu Zheng took out the letter from his pocket as he said.

Jing Zhong took it, read it quickly, and finally said: "From the content and handwriting of the letter, it seems that there are no problems or flaws."

"I know."

"Perhaps..." Jing Zhong weighed his words and said, "Uncle Lu didn't think about leaving any clues at all. If he really thought so, then we wouldn't be able to gain anything at all."

"So I want to find him, maybe he is in the station now."

"Hey, wait, don't rush away." Jing Zhong suddenly touched the letter paper in his hand again and again, "Don't you think the letter paper of this letter is different from other letter paper? It seems that the color of the paper is particularly yellow, and then Very thick."

Lu Zheng glanced at Jing Zhong: "I didn't pay attention."

Jing Zhong patted his thigh: "That's the problem!"

As he said that, he immediately ran behind Lu Zheng, raised his hand and patted him on the back: "Bend down!"

"What are you going to do?" Lu Zheng questioned, while doing as Jing Zhong said.

Jing Zhong then spread the letter paper on Lu Zheng's back, then pulled out the hairpin from his hair, carefully and slowly separated the letter paper from the middle.

"Lu Zheng..." Jing Zhong said, "You must never have imagined that there is actually a sandwich in this thin letter paper."

Startled, Lu Zheng immediately straightened up: "Hurry up and show me."

"No, here you are. This is a pattern drawn on it. It's a bit strange, but it seems familiar."

(End of this chapter)