Chapter 1073 It is really suspicious to enter the room
Mao Yiming did not follow him out. Several of his men stood at the gate and hall entrance.
Lin Chuang asked Wuzhong Chengdao: "Where is the West Room?"
"kitchen."
"Where's the South Room?"
"The abode of the villain."
"I want to check."
"good."
Wu Zhongcheng said, taking Lin Chuangxian to the west room.
The kitchen is also very clean, the pots and stoves are spotless, there are no traces of smoke on the walls, and even the firewood in the stove is neatly stacked.
It's so clean and tidy, and the items are arranged in an orderly manner. If it is said that it was packed by a young man, generally no one would believe it.
In Lin Chuang's heart, except for professional chefs, it is rare to see such a careful man, unless he is a sissy.
Lin Chuang glanced back at Wu Zhongcheng and praised: "Okay, very careful."
"Sir, you praised me, I like to take care of it." Wu Zhongcheng said with a naive smile.
Lin Chuang ignored him and stepped in.
To the south of the pot platform are some black-glazed porcelain jars, covered with lids to prevent smoke from entering.
After counting, there were six cans in total.
Lin Chuang opened them separately and looked at them one by one.
From north to south, the first five jars contain oil, soy sauce, vinegar, salt, and aniseed, and the last jar contains alkaline noodles or soda.
Lin Chuang understands the uses and differences between alkaline noodles and soda. As a northerner, pasta is a must. Adding some alkaline noodles when kneading noodles will neutralize the acidity of the noodles and also has a whitening effect.
But soda is a leavening agent. Add some when kneading the dough, and the steamed buns or steamed buns will be very soft.
Wu Zhizhong is from the north, and northerners love pasta. It is not unusual for these two things to appear in his kitchen. If he is from the south and mainly eats rice, it would be wrong to have these two things in the kitchen.
"Alkaline noodles or soda?" Lin Chuang asked.
"Alkaline noodles." Wu Zhongcheng replied.
Lin Chuang saw that there seemed to be a flash of strange color in his eyes, and his heart moved. He stretched out his finger, dipped it into the jar, put it on the tip of his tongue and tasted it.
It seems to be alkaline noodles, and it seems to be soda.
Lin Chuang really didn't know the difference.
Lin Chuang recalled the feeling he had when eating alkaline noodles in steamed buns in his previous life. What was in the jar in front of him didn't look like alkaline noodles.
In fact, if you don't do experiments and just rely on your taste buds to distinguish these two things, most people really can't tell them apart.
Lin Chuang was unsure and could not imagine the necessity for Wu Zhongcheng to lie, so he neglected to distinguish between alkaline noodles and soda.
Turning around, there was a pack of matches wrapped in gray paper on the east window sill. The pack had been opened. It was unclear how many boxes were left in it. I guess there were still six or seven boxes left.
There is also a waist-high jar at the base of the east wall.
This kind of jar was usually used to pickle pickles in Lin Chuang's hometown. Lin Chuang opened the lid wrapped in gauze, and a pungent sour smell almost knocked him out.
Damn it, do people from Shanxi love jealousy so much?! Why are they so jealous?
Lin Chuang quickly closed the lid tightly, took a step back, covered his mouth and nose and coughed: "Cough..."
"I'm sorry, sir, please come out quickly." Wu Zhongcheng apologized and made a gesture of invitation as he spoke.
Just as Lin Chuang was about to go out, he suddenly found a small pile of garbage in front of the kitchen cave. There were several matchsticks in the garbage. Lin Chuang walked over, pulled the matchsticks away with his hands, looked at them, clapped his hands, glanced at Wu Zhongcheng, and exited.
kitchen.
Lin Chuang stood in the yard and meditated for a while, walked to the base of the east wall, picked up a sickle and looked at it, then pulled away the bamboo and looked at the ground, then stood up and walked into the hall.
Li Shiqun had a stern look on his face, Wu Zhizhong had a flattering smile on his face, and Hu Fengzhi said nothing and sat quietly beside him.
Lin Chuang and Liu Ermeng came in, and Wu Zhizhong quickly stood up politely and glanced at Wu Zhongcheng, who followed them and stood at the door to wait.
Li Shiqun also glanced at Lin Chuang, who shook his head slightly.
"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry to bother you, please take my leave." Li Shiqun said, standing up to leave.
Lin Chuang waved to him and looked at Wu Zhizhong: "Mr. Wu, can I take a look at your sword?"
"Oh?" Wu Zhizhong was stunned for a moment, then understood: "Of course, of course."
With that said, he took the sword from the wall with his own hands and handed it to Lin Chuang: "Wu did it for fun, in order to keep fit."
Lin Chuang took it and weighed it in his hand. It was very light. When he took it out, he saw that it was made of wood.
Lin Chuang glanced at Li Shiqun with disappointment, put his hand on the "sword blade" and asked Wu Zhizhong: "Peach wood?"
"Yes, Wu doesn't have the strength to tie a chicken, so he can't use a real sword. Wu's so-called sword practice is actually just making two gestures and laughing." Wu Zhizhong said.
Lin Chuang returned the wooden sword to its sheath and hung it on his waist twice. Seeing that there was no hook on the hilt, he glanced at Wu Zhizhong and asked, "Can't you hang it on your waist?"
Wu Zhizhong lost the smile on his face and replied: "No. No need, no need, just playing in the yard."
Lin Chuang's eyes turned cold and he said: "Huh, Mr. Wu, I'm afraid this sword has another purpose?"
"This..." Wu Zhizhong was startled.
Lin Chuang handed the sword into his hand, turned around and left.
Li Shiqun and others followed Lin Chuang out.
Wu Zhizhong and Hu Fengzhi were confused by Lin Chuang's move. Hu Fengzhi thought to himself: "Who is this director Lin? Why does it seem that he is the leader and Li Shiqun is the assistant? Wasn't that the case just now?"
Back in Courtyard No. 3, Li Shiqun asked Lin Chuang with a sullen face: "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Lin Chuang raised his eyebrows and asked.
Li Shiqun said: "Peach wood sword."
"I feel there is something suspicious about him. He put the peach wood sword there on purpose. He probably wanted others to know that he couldn't wield the iron sword. In addition, the peach wood sword has the meaning of exorcising ghosts, but he deliberately didn't tell it.
I don’t know if I’m worried that Deputy Director Li will misunderstand me.”
"Oh? Did you find anything?"
"The ladder in his house was also full of dust and should have been untouched. In addition, no murder weapon or anything like that was found.
However, Wu Zhongcheng makes me suspicious.
Why didn't Wu Zhizhong use a maid instead of a male servant? There was a young girl at home, and a strong man came into the house. It's hard to say. At the same time, you said that Wu Zhizhong was a person with serious feudal ideas. Why would he do this? Just press
What Wu Zhongcheng said is that he is a nephew from Wu Zhizhong's hometown, and his relationship with Wu Miaoyun is considered to be brother and sister in the countryside. Doesn't that conform to the feudal ethics?"
"so……."
"So, I became suspicious. After seeing the sword, I wondered if the wounds on the bodies of Tian Chuncai and others were caused by the sword's blade. If it was caused by the sword's blade, it would make sense because the sword's blade was broad and thick.
.”
"You mean, there might be another sword hidden in his house?"
"It's possible."
"Then, why don't you search carefully?"
When Lin Chuang heard this, he said angrily: "Okay, since you said so, I will go back immediately and turn the Wu family upside down."
After that, he turned around and left.
Lin Chuang knew that Li Shiqun would definitely stop him from doing this.
really.
"slow!"
As soon as Lin Chuang walked to the door, Li Shiqun called him.