"Don't just talk, come on, let's start eating!" Yin Jian said.
"good!"
After enjoying the five flavors of food and three rounds of wine, the two chatted happily without any restraint.
Suddenly, an agent came in from outside. Before he could get closer, Yin Jian had sharp eyes and immediately asked loudly: "Is it Agent Zhao?"
"That's right!"
"Why are you panicking?"
"Tell me, sir, there is a murder case. The local people are reporting that a male corpse was found in Weiqing Temple in the south of the city. I don't believe it. How could there be a murder case in the peaceful and prosperous times? But what Li Zheng said has a nose and eyes. I don't dare to neglect it. I go to a
After investigating, we found that there was indeed a male corpse. I didn't dare to hide it, so I rushed over to report it to the master." said Detective Zhao.
"Is there such a thing?" Yin Jian asked. He was shocked. This was a murder case! It was not a trivial matter. The murder case must be solved. Otherwise, he would be sued to the capital and he would not be able to afford it. The matter should not be delayed, and a quick decision is needed.
Bu Huishu saw Yin Jian's thoughts and took the initiative to say: "Sir, this is a murder case. We need to go there quickly. If you report it now, you may have died long ago. If it is too late, you will not be able to accurately examine the body and find out the cause of death."
"Yes, please tell me to go with you for the autopsy and inspection." Yin Jian ordered.
Yin Jian put down his chopsticks, stood up, and rushed to the Martial Arts Temple in the south of the city, where General Wei Qing was enshrined.
Wei Qingmiao is a temple built to commemorate Wei Qing, the great hero who resisted the Huns. It is a martial arts temple. There is a statue of Wei Qing in the martial arts temple, and the tablet reads "General Chang Ping Hou Wei Qing".
A group of people rushed to the temple. The plaque that fell to the ground read "Martial Temple" in two big characters. In the center of the temple was the mighty Wei Qing statue. In front of the statue was a pillar. The pillar was made of golden nanmu, which was very precious.
, local people and the local county government raised funds, as well as special allocations from the imperial court, to jointly invest in the construction of this martial arts temple. The materials used are also extraordinary and have remained intact after many years.
The place where the deceased died was in the temple, next to the golden nanmu pillar. A knife was inserted into his chest. The blood had solidified and turned black. The knife shone with a cold light, as if he was enjoying the state of sucking blood, which made people feel uncomfortable.
At first glance, the timid ones will scream, unable to control themselves, their calves and calves will tremble, or the meat of the hind legs will turn to the front, completely dislocating, and cannot be reset for a long time.
Yin Jian ordered Wu Zuo to come forward to inspect the corpse. There were thousands of Wu Zuo. Yin Jian and Bu Huishu followed closely and observed carefully.
Wu Zuo carefully turned over the body. There was a fatal stab wound on the chest and heart. It was obvious that the knife stabbed the vital part. It seemed that the murderer wanted to kill and silence him. He had made up his mind, and it was definitely not just about hurting. You can imagine that he used a lot of force at that time.
The deceased appeared to be in great pain and died within a very short period of time.
"Wait a minute, please look at this face." Yin Jian said.
"What's wrong?" Wu Zuo asked.
"Where have you seen this person before?" Yin Jian said.
"Yes, he is the son of Hu Yanping, a wealthy man in the city. Hu Yanping did business and took the Silk Road, exchanging what was needed and making a lot of money. This is his youngest son, born to his seventh wife, the second richest man.
Hu Yanping loved Hu Yanping the most. He was pampered since he was a child, but he accomplished nothing when he grew up. When he grew up, he gambled or went whoring, and lived a dissolute life. He was never serious. However, Hu Yanping was not ashamed. Instead, he was extremely happy.
If I don't delay, I don't know why I died here." Wu Zuo said.
"In other words, the youngest son born to Hu Yanping's seventh wife is Hu Yanshu." Yin Jian asked.
"Yes, it's Hu Yanshu. Many people know this guy. He has a bad reputation. He belongs to a notorious person. He belongs to the gangsters and rich masters on the street. As long as you have money, there will be flies like rotten meat.
Fly around." Wu Zuo said.
"Forget it, the dead man is the most important. No matter how bad he was, isn't this retribution? The crime deserves it, and there is God in mind. It's absolutely right. This is an unexpected death. It's obviously not suicide, it must be homicide. I don't know what my analysis is.
Right?" Yin Jian said.
"Master, what do you think of this case?" Yin Jian asked.
"The key is to see who this place belongs to. The statue of General Wei Qing is here, and it is a martial arts temple. It doesn't look like it is abandoned, but it is still inhabited. I have lived in ruined temples for many years, and I know that there must be temples where people live and temples where people don't live.
There are differences. A temple that is inhabited by people will be popular; a temple that is not inhabited will lose its popularity and the temple will not survive. In other words, as long as no one lives in it, such a temple will soon become dilapidated and eventually collapse.
Even if this temple is very efficacious, it won't work. It can't work without people. I think this temple seems to be inhabited by people. When you look at the statue, there are incense burners and wooden fish. The ground is clean and the courtyard is clean and spotless. As long as there are people who are a little pious,
If you click on it, it will be cleaned up. It seems that if someone lives here, this person must like cleanliness, be a person who pursues a refined life, have a strong attitude towards life, be positive, not be weary of the world and pessimistic, this place just fits these
Characteristics." Bu Hui Shu said.
"That's right, Inspector Zhao? Is there anyone living in this temple? If so, who lives there? Is it a monk or a layman?" Yin Jian asked.
"Reporting to the master, we need further investigation to find out." Agent Zhao said quickly.
Yin Jian felt unprecedented pressure. This Hu Yanshu was the lifeblood of Hu Yanping. It was regarded as the pupils of his eyes, his own eyeballs. No one could touch them. Now not only would he touch them, but he would die if he touched them. It would be equivalent to using a knife.
Go poke Hu Yanping in the eyes. This Hu Yanping is not an ordinary person. He is as rich as the enemy. He has contacts with the emperor in the capital and does business with the royal family. In order to reconcile with the Xiongnu in the northwest, the emperor entrusted Hu Yanping with important responsibilities. He is regarded as the first among the people.
Although he is not a relative of the emperor, all the relatives of the emperor cannot compare to Hu Yanping. Hu Yanping is related to the safety of the imperial court. Doing business in peacetime, once he falls out with the Xiongnu, it will be a war. This is not
It's funny. There is a lot of pressure to handle this case well. Maybe if you throw away your official hat, you may even take off your head under the official hat. Thinking of this, Yin Jian's face and body seeped with excitement.
There were many crystal clear beads of sweat.
"Master, what should we do?" Yin Jian asked.
"First of all, we must confirm whether there are people living there. Second, we must block the news. We must not make the city full of trouble and make everyone feel in danger. This Huyan Shu can be regarded as a celebrity. It belongs to the rich and young people in the capital. It is famous far and near, but it is notorious. No matter what, he
His death can indeed touch the hearts of many people. At least many people want to see a joke and see how the master comes to help Kuo Shao. He usually helps many good people who have been wronged. Now when they meet a bad person, who is still dead, they have to
We must try our best to find out the real culprit. According to the behavior of the deceased, it is impossible for him to kill himself. Further investigation is needed," Bu Huishu said.
"Then what?" Yin Jian asked.
"Then, start the investigation, don't make a big move, it's similar to a private interview. Don't alarm the villagers, and keep Li Zheng tight-lipped. It's best to let Li Zheng come to the temple and not leave the scene without permission." Bu Huishu said.
"Upright!"
Trotting all the way from outside, an old man with white hair and silver beard came in. He looked senile, but he was walking as fast as flying. He was really lacking in talent if he looked right. When he came in, he said in a loud voice: "Master, the little one is here, the little one is here."
"
"Did you know that you are not allowed to leave the martial arts temple even half a step without permission?" Yin Jian ordered.
"Little one knows, little one knows. Just obey your orders!" Li Zheng said.
"Master, what else is there to do?" Yin Jian asked.
"Also, control everyone who comes. As long as they come in, control them on the spot and not leave even half a step. Only when everyone present is present can the murderer be found." Bu Huishu said.
Just as he was talking, a bright light flashed. Everyone seemed to be blinded by the light and dizzy. They tried to take a closer look. A man ran over in a panic. When he saw the statue of Wei Qing, it seemed to have moved. The visitor saw the statue.
, and then looked at the dead body on the ground with a knife stuck in its chest. His face was ferocious. He was so frightened that he took two or three steps back and sat down on the ground, his legs shaking.
Everyone was in shock. If a person is frightened, if he tries to frighten others, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he may frighten him to death. When everyone sees that he is a monk.
Bu Huishu said: "Sir, something is strange here. Please send people around to search for suspicious people. Please ask this monk to question you personally."
"Yes, Master is right. Everyone, please work hard and continue to search for the suspicious person. This is a murder case. If you solve the case, everyone can save your head. If you can't solve the case, you can check whether the head is still around the neck at any time." Yin Jian said.
What Yin Jian said was not a joke. Because of a murder case, so many people were involved in the burial! Just like when one person was drowning, several people tried to save him, but in the end, several people drowned and died. The person who drowned first could not be saved, and those who went to rescue were all sued.
No cure.
The arrangement was finalized, and Yin Jian came to the monk. The light just now was actually the light reflected from the monk's head. It was as clean as the sixteen bright full moon!
"I am the local magistrate. I am responsible for giving answers to people's lives. Moreover, in the temple, I have a heavy responsibility. The emperor blamed me. I only vent my anger on you. How much do you know? Please tell me as much as you can so as not to face severe punishment.
It doesn't look good. Do you understand what I said?" Yin Jian said.
The monk's face turned pale with fear, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
"The poor monk knows, the poor monk knows, Amitabha, Amitabha!" The monk looked flustered and repeated.
Yin Jian looked at the divination book. The master looked calm and composed. He pretended not to notice and ignored Yin Jian's questioning gaze. Yin Jian understood that the monk's reaction was normal. He was a person who has studied Buddhism deeply and encountered a murder case.
, in the face of bloody scenes, there are few eminent monks who can ignore it, and a murder in a temple has a great impact on the martial arts temple.
"Why are you so panicked? What are you doing here?" Yin Jian asked.
"The poor monk lives here in the martial arts temple. The poor monk returns from alms and rests in this temple," the monk said.
"Why do you live here? Who lives with you?" Yin Jian asked.
"The poor monk became a monk since he was a child. He was originally from Hongdong County, Shanxi Province. He became a monk in the Guandi Temple, and his Buddhist name was Yuankong. During the war, the Guandi Temple was burned down. Fortunately, the Dharma is boundless and the Buddha blessed him. I picked up a piece of
According to fate, Master Yuantong, the abbot of Guandi Temple, passed away. During his lifetime, he recommended the poor monk to go to Caiyangpu, east of Xiangyang City, and west of Zaoyang City, Hubei Province to join his relatives. However, he had no choice but to go to Caiyangpu. His relatives had already moved away and were missing. The poor monk only had
Continue drifting, rolling all the way, hiding in east and west, begging for alms, traveling through mountains and rivers, and settling here." Yuan Kong replied.
"Yuan Kong?"
"It is the name of the poor monk."
"What do you do for a living here?"
"There used to be an old monk here. The poor monk passed by here. He was hungry and thirsty. He just asked to stay for a night and continued on his way. A monk has a home all over the world. He went to the temple to worship Buddha. He read this letter to the Wu Temple and the poor monk became a monk since childhood.
The Guandi Temple had the same purpose, so he asked his father, the abbot of the Wu Temple, for help. He saw that the poor monk was pitiful and they were all monks. He felt sorry for each other and agreed. Unexpectedly, the old monk passed away three days later. The poor monk arranged his funeral arrangements and stayed here.
Stay here until now." Yuan Kong said.
"Li Zheng, is what Yuan Kong said true?" Yin Jian asked.
"It is indeed true. The old monk Yuantong lived in the Martial Temple all his life. He was originally a descendant of General Wei Qing's family servant. He was grateful for General Wei Qing's loyalty and kindness to others and loved General Wei Qing. Therefore, he guarded the Martial Temple and the statue of General Wei Qing all his life.
I have never left this temple. Later, Yuantong was indeed very old. That is to say, at the end of the countdown, the soil was submerged up to his nose. He met this monk Yuankong and took care of him for three days, which was considered a successful conclusion. Li Zheng is here to testify, if there is any doubt
It's just false praise, I'm willing to accept severe punishment from you." Li Zheng said.
"I'm asking you, Yuan Kong! What are you doing here?" Yin Jian asked.
"The poor monk lives here and goes out for alms during the day. Some people come to the Martial Temple to pay homage to General Wei Qing. They give some incense money and repair the temple. The remaining money is used to reshape the golden body of General Wei Qing. In addition, the poor monk can eat and drink on weekdays. In addition,
, the poor monk planted vegetables near the temple to meet his daily needs. He could also save money on buying vegetables and use the money wisely. The poor monk went out to beg for alms in the morning, and after noon, when the sun turned west, he hurried back to the Wu Temple.
It was almost dusk, and then the poor monk started cooking. This happened year after year, month, month, day, and day without interruption. In the past, he had lived peacefully, and there had never been any accidents in the martial temple. Today, disaster suddenly fell from the sky. The poor monk had been living in peace for many years.
I have never seen such a scene again. When I was young, I had a bad impression. Bloody scenes often occurred in my dreams. That was the bad impression left by the chaos of war. Many years later, when I saw such a bloody scene again, I was scared to death!" Yuan Kong said.
"Yuankong, you are growing vegetables here, can you take me and my team to have a look?" Yin Jian asked.
"Of course, no problem. Please!" Yuan Kong replied, then stood up and invited Yin Jian to the vegetable garden.
A group of them came to the hillside behind the Wu Temple, and sure enough they saw a neat vegetable field, planted with green vegetables. A closer look revealed that they were green vegetables, with big leaves and small leaves, and leeks, which grew fat and strong, and then there were
There are some scallions, spring onions and garlic sprouts. It seems that one person can't finish these dishes. It's really hard work.
Yin Jian read it and found that what Yuan Kong said was not fictitious. His words were conclusive, absolutely true, watertight, and impeccable. There was no way or evidence to prove that Yuan Kong might have committed the crime. Based on his impression and experience, Yuan Kong was definitely not the one who committed the crime.