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For other reasons, I was removed and pushed out the back of the pot ... In the room with a black cloth, Qi Ping's voice fell, and the female Jinyi expression was blank:

"What is the reason?"

Qi Ping shook his head:

"Uncertain, but if it is speculated by this idea, Zheng Huaen is a palace official, and smuggling will not be avoided. If he has not participated in the case, it is still removed, maybe ... what he found out was what he found

Then, then

For example, after learning the identity of the person behind the scenes? After the governor arrives, it will definitely check the warehouse anyway. In this way, there is a reason to remove him. "

Hong Jiaojiao frowned:

"No ... According to your statement, can smuggling be over his main officer?"

"Why not?"

The more Qi Ping thinks, the clearer thinking: the more clear the mind:

"You know, this Zheng Huaen was not an official within the Northwest Army, but was transferred to the key position of the military warehouse five years ago.

Then, then

From this perspective, after he arrived, he was either corroded, or he was emptied ... Furthermore, the hosting officials may not be completely grasped completely, just like the emperor could not completely control the Northwest Army.

"

Hong Jiaojiao said: "But these are your guess."

"Yeah," Qi Ping did not deny:

"And it's a bold guess, but this is the case that is disconnected, bold guess, carefully verify."

Speaking, he stepped and walked to the table, bowed his head to observe.

"What are you going to do?" Women Jinyi was curious.

Qi Ping's head did not lift:

"Verification, from a person's living space, it can be speculated that the person's personality and state.

Hush, don't disturb me at the scene of the survey. "

So powerful ... Hong Jiaojiao covered her mouth, and she didn't dare to breathe, but she also stared at the table case.

There is nothing special on the desk.

A few books, a roll of paper, a pen rack with a brush with different thickness on top of it.

Next to it, there are ink -filled puppets, two town paper, and a small washing tank, because no one is cleaned for several days, and a layer of ink floats on the surface.

There is also an extinguisher incense burner at the corner of the table.

Qi Ping frowned slightly, and then briefly read the books on the table. It was all the classics of Confucianism in this world.

Qi Ping's eyes fluctuated, turned his head and looked at the pen frame, staring for a few seconds.

He picked up a very thin wolf, rubbed with his fingers, sniffed under his nose, and then dipped a little water in the washing tank and dripped on the rice paper.

beside.

Hong Jiao's eyes widened, showing him this operation.

I do n’t understand at all, but I dare not ask, I am extremely uncomfortable.

It's a while.

Seeing Qi Ping's chair pulled out and looked down to observe, I finally couldn't help but say:

"Have you found it?"

Qi Ping exhale:

"Yes. I have become more and more firmly my judgment. This Zheng Huaen may have noticed the danger a long time ago."

Meow meow meow?

Hong Jiaojiao's face was full of question marks, and how did you get a conclusion?

Just use these seemingly no special objects?

Qi Ping laughed, watched the female Jinyi Yingzhong Yan, and said:

"don't know?"

Hong Jiaojiao didn't want to admit it, but she didn't want to "uh".

Qi Ping vomited deeply, his eyes said seriously:

"This is the second lesson to teach you, details. Many details can help us draw the" personality portrait "of the suspect."

Personal portrait?

This is what Women Jinyi has never heard.

Qi Ping patiently pointed at several places in the chair: "Look, what are you here?"

Hong Jiaojiao: "Wood."

"..." Qi Ping was speechless for a few seconds before saying:

"It is wear, some areas of this chair have obvious wear marks. From the point of view, it can be inferred that the owner of the chair is often sitting for a long time."

Hong Jiaojiao said: "What's strange about this, the chair is not just sitting."

Qi Ping shook his head:

"Otherwise, you must know that Zheng Huaen is alone. There is no trace of cooking in the whole house. There is only one point of rice noodles, which shows that he has three meals a day, and most of them are solved in Zuyimen.

And there is nothing related to official affairs on this table. It shows that he is not like to go home to "overtime" ... So, why is there a long sedentary wear? "

There is no mobile phone in this era. Qi Ping is hard to imagine that after a official after get off work, he will sit on a chair for a long time.

Hong Jiaojiao thought about it:

"Maybe it's reading, you read, these books have obvious traces of reading."

Qi Ping nodded:

"This is a possibility, but it is interesting that these books are not interesting. Zheng Huaen is too early to get the age of the imperial examination, but he still often reads such classics.

Oh, it is difficult to meet each other. A person who smuggle the tradition will often look at these loyal monarchs ... This is not in line with a ‘person’ s design ”of a monk of corrupt officials."

"In addition, one reason for a long time is reading, but in my opinion, there is another possibility."

"What?"

"Painting!" Qi Ping said.

Hong Jiaojiao stunned God: "Painting?"

"Yes," Qi Ping pointed at the rice paper and said:

"You touch it, how about this paper?"

Hong Jiaojiao stretched out his fingers and touched:

"Very thick and slippery, it seems that it is not the same as writing in the gate."

Qi Pingdao:

"Of course not the same, because this is a cooked propaganda paper, which is mostly used for painting. If you look at the opening of this paper, it is clearly drawing paper, and it is a painting paper specially surrounded by painting."

Hong Jiaojiao blank: "Cooked propaganda?"

This involves her blind area of ​​knowledge.

Qi Ping explained:

"Mission paper used in painting, there is a distinction between raw maturity, ink absorbing ink, dripping up, it will quickly stain it, suitable for landscape splashing ink.

Hong Jiaojiao was suddenly, thinking that his move, it turned out that this was judged.

Qi Ping pointed to the shelf again:

"There are also these pens, several, and not the use of calligraphy. Like this little wolf, it is the use of lines, and the ink that is used.

Both use ...

The collection of many factors can be judged. Zheng Huaen often paints at night. "

Hong Jiaojiao made a stun, unexpectedly:

"You still understand this. Why don't I know."

Qi Ping smiled: "I will have too much, you don’t know."

Very familiar dialogue.

When the door was unlocked, the two said, but this time they changed the role.

In fact, he didn't know these knowledge.
To be continued...