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Chapter 87 The hilt mark!

The arresting officer brought the dagger, and the officials present examined it one by one. Its size exactly matched the wound on the chest and ribs of the deceased, and there was no doubt that it was the murder weapon.

"Unexpectedly, I found it!"

"Okay Master Shen, you are really secretive on weekdays."

The crowd gathered around Shen Zhibai and complimented her again. He blushed and finally squeezed out of the crowd and said to Surao: "Girl, what should we do next?"

Surao picked up the dagger and looked at it carefully for a moment before handing it to him.

"Of course we are going to find out who this dagger belongs to. Master Shen, look, there is a very small pattern on the handle of the knife. It looks like a word but not a word. It looks like some kind of mark."

"There are not many blacksmith shops that can get permission from the government to make weapons. This dagger is expensive to make and has a special pattern. The craftsman who wants to make it should have a deep memory and be able to find the source quickly."

Shen Zhibai wondered: "Since we have the murder weapon and know that the murderer is someone close to the deceased, we must first check the Song Mansion. Why should we check the blacksmith?"

"There was so much noise when digging the pond. I think the entire Song family knew they were looking for a murder weapon. Now if you come to the house with a dagger to look for the owner, it is equivalent to identifying the murderer."

"This kind of short dagger is easy to hide. It has always been used for self-defense or assassination. No matter which purpose it is, it will never be known to everyone. As a result, people in the mansion either don't know about it, or... they know about it but dare not say it. Isn’t it a waste of time?”

Surao always respects me as a person and I respect others as a foot. In addition, Shen Zhibai has a pure nature, so she is willing to help.

It was my first time entering the officialdom, and I had a good relationship.

"What the girl said makes sense."

Shen Zhibai suddenly realized, and asked again: "Can we find the murderer if we find the blacksmith who made this dagger?"

"So to speak!"

Surao tapped the dagger in his hand from the air, "The key to the problem lies in that mark. I dare to ask Mr. Shen, if you will leave some marks on your inscriptions, folding fans, or private objects so that you can identify them with others." to distinguish?”

"That's natural."

"I suspect this mark has the same effect."

Su Rao took advantage of the situation and explained: "Generally speaking, special marks have their own purpose, either as a status symbol, a favorite, or a habit, and this is our clue to find the murderer."

"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this mark was left by the blacksmith and used as a mark for his own shop. I have to trouble Mr. Shen to find the answer."

"Girl, you're welcome, this is all a matter of official rank."

When Shen Zhibai heard that he could go out on errands and didn't have to deal with all kinds of gods here, he was so happy that his lips almost reached the corners of his eyes, "Then I'll go off now."

Surao smiled and nodded.

Shen Zhibai cupped his hands toward the hall again and said, "I'll excuse you."

He led a bunch of government officials and left the place. It was better now, and the courtyard was quiet again. They only needed to wait for the results of the investigation, and there was no need to do anything else.

Lady Yu stood motionless guarding Song Jinyu's coffin.

Shi Yi had been sent down for treatment, and Yan Yun was the only one left in the hall.

After doing all this, Surao was about to go in and have a rest. When she saw them standing firm and sweating profusely, she kindly asked, "Are you all together?"

"No, no, no..."

Several heads shook their heads in front of them, and one person said: "Girl, you have been busy for so long, please go in and take a rest. It's too stuffy inside. Let's just blow in the air here."

wind?

Surao raised her eyes and looked around, is there any wind here?

"You adults feel cool when the wind blows in your heart. Let's go in and stay inside."

Zhu Yan followed up with a smile, and Su Rao couldn't help but laugh when she saw their eyes full of fear and apprehension as they looked into the hall from time to time.

As she walked in with Zhu Yan, she asked, "Why are they so afraid of your young master?"

"girl!"

Zhu Yan stopped and corrected him seriously: "How can this be called fear? It should be called awe."

"Okay, okay, awe and awe, then why do they fear him so much?"

"Probably...probably it's because of the stinky face?"

Su Rao glanced sideways at him, and they both laughed at the same time, then quickly restrained themselves and stepped into the hall.

"Song Daiyan may have discovered something is wrong by now."

Surao found a seat and sat down, poured a cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and continued: "Otherwise he shouldn't have delayed so long."

"Qi Chi is here, I can't run away."

He couldn't escape the Song family without leaving the city gate. Besides, for an ambitious man like Song Daiyan, if he was asked to give up everything he had and run away, it would be better to kill him with a single blow.

Compared with escaping, the possibility of a desperate fight is actually greater.

Yan Yun finished speaking slowly and said to Zhu Yan: "Find a few people to go out and buy some food and bring it back to the adults."

"What about you, young master?"

Zhu Yan asked subconsciously.

"Don't worry about me."

Yan Yun waved his hand to signal him to leave, and Zhu Yan had no choice but to give Surao a look, asking her to take more care of him.

This person has one cup of tea and two meals every day, at Chen hour, at noon hour, and at You hour respectively.

If you don't eat on time, you will wait for the next meal time, without exception.

It would be close to noon, and it was just time for his meal.

"What do you want to eat, Master? I'll treat you to it!"

After eating and drinking for free for many days, Surao felt very sorry. It was rare that she didn't need to prepare food at the bamboo banquet. She just wanted to do it as a favor.

"Don't you want to eat at those stalls? Let's go!"

Yan Yun stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes. He didn't notice Surao's dazed expression: "Are you really going?"

"Isn't it the human fireworks you mentioned?"

There was a bit of doubt in those autumn eyes, as if asking whether he should leave or not. Surao looked at him and smiled as she looked at him, "Your Majesty, we can't go now!"

"Song Daiyan's side has not yet been properly dealt with. Standing outside this courtyard are a group of civil servants who are powerless to restrain a chicken."

Who knows what he will do in his eagerness to jump over the wall.

They have made all the preparations and have been waiting for so long, and they don't care about waiting for an extra minute and a half.

"Oh well."

Yan Yun sat down again and ordered to the dark side: "Go tell Zhu Yan that I want to eat candied fruits from the east of the city, sweet porridge from the north of the city, wine and food from the south of the city, and cakes from the west of the city. Let him hurry up and don't delay his meal.

hour."

There was a very slight air fluctuation in the darkness.

That's a response.

Su Rao was dumbfounded when she heard that. When she saw him looking up, she couldn't help but laughed and said: "The way the young master orders food... is really novel."

Candied pastries are definitely available in these cities.

But does the preserve shop have to be opened in the east of the city?

uncertain!

Does the pastry shop have to be located in the west of the city?

Not necessarily!

He is clearly teasing people!

"You are right!"

Yan Yun stared at her with a faint look in his eyes, and suddenly said: "He speaks freely and deserves punishment!"

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