Chapter 17 Crime Scene 3

Liu Zifeng's words surprised Xiao Yichen.

He never thought that a small vendor selling meat in the market would actually have something to do with the King of Jin.

Liu Zifeng was afraid that Xiao Yichen wouldn't believe it, so he stood up and handed him the bronze medal in his hand.

"Wang Mang's death should be a carefully designed conspiracy against the Xiao family."

Liu Zifeng looked around at the strange environment and said slowly, "Otherwise, such a strange scene cannot be faked by ordinary people."

Xiao Yichen was silent for a while. It was not convenient for him to say more about his identity here. He just handed the bronze medal back to Liu Zifeng.

"If the scene was really faked, the deceased should not be Wang Mang."

Xiao Yichen turned to look at the corpse with its upper body exposed, "If this mummy hadn't been lined up in a specific environment for more than a year, it would have been impossible to achieve the drying effect it has now."

There is indeed a desert outside the border, and it is very easy to sneak a body out of the city using King Jin's methods.

But why do you want to make a dried corpse, and why do you choose to blame the Xiao family at this time?

These are the many unidentified doubtful points in this case.

Liu Zifeng looked at the corpse and frowned.

Xiao Yichen is right, the mummy is indeed the most bizarre part of this case.

Although the body was dry and difficult to identify, the government officials asked Wang Mang's wife to identify the body early in the morning, and familiar neighbors also confirmed that the body was indeed that of Wang Mang himself.

Wu Zuo also conducted a simple examination of the corpse and confirmed that the mummy was Wang Mang.

Mr. Wang visited the surrounding households and obtained a preliminary confession, which showed that yesterday Wang Mang had a few drinks with Mr. Tang next door until he returned home in Xushi.

If what Old Man Tang said is true, then Wang Mang's death time should be after Xu Shi.

How did a butcher weighing two hundred kilograms turn into a mummy overnight in less than five hours?!

Recalling Xiao Yichen's words just now, Liu Zifeng suddenly had an idea and looked at the other party eagerly.

"Young Master, do you know the inside story of this case?"

Xiao Yichen did not directly respond to Liu Zifeng's words. He turned to look at Su Qingtian who was still wandering around the room. When the little girl stopped and looked away, he asked softly.

"Qingtian, what can you see?"

Su Qingtian's little hands were still behind her back, she tilted her head and looked at Xiao Yichen, then curled her lips and reached out to touch her belly, with a look of grievance on her face.

"Uncle, I'm hungry. Where is the food you promised to buy me just now?"

Xiao Yichen was stunned. He didn't expect that in such a terrifying and strange environment, his little niece still had an appetite and couldn't forget to think about delicious food.

He couldn't help but laugh, he was indeed a greedy child.

Liu Zifeng on the side was also amused by Su Qingtian's words. He replied for Xiao Yichen, "Don't bother young master, I will send someone to buy it right away. I wonder what this little girl likes to eat?"

"Mung bean cake, osmanthus cake, scallion pancake."

Su Qingtian unceremoniously began to count on her fingers, and the smile on her face became brighter when she said, "Yes, there are also my favorite big meat buns!"

The soft and waxy child's voice seemed to break up the frightening atmosphere in the room, and the two adults couldn't help but smile while listening.

This girl is still young and thin, but has a very good appetite.

Whether it was to help the Xiao family or to coax the little girl, Liu Zifeng wanted to buy food for the little girl on behalf of Xiao Yichen.

He walked to the door and gave instructions to the yamen servants in the courtyard.

"Go to the market to buy some meat buns and sweet pastries that children like."

Hearing that someone was going to buy food, Su Qing's eyes widened as she smiled sweetly.

Fengcheng has a lot of business exchanges. In addition to trade, various countries have also brought different delicacies from different places. The few cakes I had at my grandpa’s house yesterday were delicious.

I don’t know what other flavors the Yamen will bring today, it’s really exciting.

Su Qingtian, who was in a very good mood, no longer kept Xiao Yichen waiting. She said directly: "These words in the room were written by the deceased himself."

Liu Zifeng, who had no clue at first, just wanted Xiao Yichen to come and take a look. In addition to going through the process to stop everyone from talking, he also hoped that he could give him some inspiration for handling the case.

As for him pampering his little niece, he turned a blind eye and didn't interfere much.

Unexpectedly, the young and old actually began to analyze the case, and what was even more unexpected was that the little girl in front of them, who was only a few years old, not only showed no fear at all, but also started to solve the case directly.

He curiously teased her.

"How did you figure it out?"

Su Qingtian walked to the nearest wall and pointed at one of them with a huge word in blood.

"Although these characters are large and small, if you look carefully at the gestures and strength, it is not difficult to find that all the characters were written by one person."

After the little girl said this, Liu Zifeng immediately started to check the fonts that could be read clearly in the room.

When they first entered and exited this room, everyone was frightened by the sudden and terrifying sight. This room was darker and duller than ordinary rooms, and no one cared about these small details.

When he saw this scene, he immediately thought that someone was framing the Xiao family.

As for whether the densely packed Xiao characters in the room were written by one person, he didn't care much.

Soon, Liu Zifeng saw the similarities between these words.

Where the last stroke of each character Xiao should have been vertical, there is a very small curved hook. This is probably caused by the writing habits of the writer. Judging from the smoothness of the curved hook, it is not intentional.

Liu Zifeng paced around the room quickly, checking every wall, and found that all the characters "Xiao" on the walls were marked, so it must have been done by one person.

While Liu Zifeng was busy confirming Su Qingtian's words, she looked towards the corner of the bed in the darkness of the back room.

Wang Mang's spirit body was squatting there, scratching at the corner of the wall with his hands.

Only then did she remember that when she used her soul to suppress Wang Mang, he had squatted here automatically besides pointing at the porcelain pillow. He had probably been digging here for a long time, and it seemed that he must have placed something key there.

Su Qingtian walked to the corner of the wall and quickly discovered a loose brick in the direction Wang Mang was digging.

"Ah, what is this?"

She roared in surprise, squatted down, moved the loose brick away, and took out an object wrapped in a handkerchief.

"Uncle, look, there seems to be something hidden inside?"

Su Qingtian's voice and movements immediately attracted Liu Zifeng and Xiao Yichen.

The two hurried over. At this time, Su Qingtian had already taken out the object from the secret compartment and opened it, revealing several notes.

She didn't even look at it and stuffed it directly into her uncle's hands.

Xiao Yichen unfolded the note and took Su Qingtian to him uneasily.

He always felt that besides dead bodies, there were also some unclean things in this house.

After roughly scanning the contents above, Xiao Yichen handed it over to Liu Zifeng without saying anything.

With just a glance, Xiao Yichen immediately recognized that the handwriting on the note belonged to Prince Jin.
Chapter completed!