Following the direction given by Yin Qian Hua, Wen Xiaoyun groped forward on his horse.
We didn't go far when we encountered the fork in the road where Yin Qianhua said we were going. Turn left and a huge and magnificent mansion suddenly came into view.
The long gray brick courtyard wall covers almost the entire street. In the middle of the courtyard wall are two glossy mahogany doors, in front of which stand two white marble hydrangea stone lions.
Wen Xiaoyun led the horse and stood in front of the door. He looked up at the two big characters with flying phoenixes on the huge plaque in front of the door - Ning Mansion. He sighed secretly in his heart. He was worthy of being the richest man in Yanzhou. He was so luxurious and elegant!
The door was ajar, and a policeman had been waiting inside.
He looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, not tall, neither fat nor thin. Although he looks very ordinary, his small smiling eyes are bright and lively.
When he heard the noise, he looked over and saw Wen Xiaoyun's eyes light up. He tentatively said hello, "But is there a new scribe from the Yin Tui Office?"
Wen Xiaoyun immediately took out the sign given by Yin Qianhua and held it in front of him, "I am Wen Xiaoyun, I have been ordered to come here on business."
The catcher hurriedly ran out, took the reins from Wen Xiaoyun's hand, led him forward and said: "Scribe Wen, Captain Yin gave orders early in the morning to have Mao Erdu waiting for you so that he can tell you the progress of the case in advance. "
Wen Xiaoyun smiled and clasped her hands, "Thank you, brother. I know everything about the temple fair. Now I just want to ask what happened last night?"
"It's like this. Last night the kidnappers said they wanted the Ning family to take out a thousand taels of silver and bury it under an old elm tree in the back mountain. After receiving the money, they would release the child.
Yin Baotou asked the brothers to hide it carefully and surrounded the old elm tree tighter than an iron barrel. As long as someone came out to dig for silver under the elm tree, they would never be able to get out of the circle!
Our Lord Prefect, the King, also attaches great importance to this case, and specially mobilized many top-notch government officials to help with the ambush.
But who would have thought that not long after the Ning family’s servant came back with a shovel after burying the money, the young master of the Ning family ran back on his own.”
Wen Xiaoyun, who was listening intently, opened her eyes wide, "The child ran back by himself?"
The catcher nodded his head like a rattle, "No, he's all beard and tail, not even a hair is missing. Mrs. Ning's wife cried at that time, and she touched her son and looked at it for a long time. Grandpa Ning's family member remembered the scene under the tree. With a thousand taels of silver, even the servants paid attention to the assignment, so he went straight to the old elm tree and dug it himself.
Unexpectedly, when I dug, I only found an empty cloth bag, and all the money in it was gone."
Wen Xiaoyun held her chin and thought, "Did the kid say anything?"
The detective frowned and replied: "That kid didn't know anything. He only said that he slept and saw no one. When he woke up, he found himself sitting in a carriage, and an old woman told him that he could go home. . He got out of the car, ran into the street for a while, and then ran into the house."
"So evil?" Wen Xiaoyun scratched her head and frowned.
"That's quite evil." The policeman became more frightened as he spoke. His face turned pale. He leaned closer to Wen Xiaoyun and asked in a low voice, "Everyone said that the evil nature of this case didn't look like it was done by humans, but more like it was done by ghosts."
"The theory of ghosts and gods is still not credible," Wen Xiaoyun promptly changed the topic, "Back to the case, so now the richest man Ning and the prefect Wang are mainly worried about the thousand taels of silver?"
"No," the policeman said, "a thousand taels of silver disappeared right under his nose. Everyone would be anxious. You must know that it was a large ingot of ten taels, a hundred taels in total. But it weighs hundreds of kilograms!”
The Cat-Ear Detective quickly described the scene last night with excitement. Wen Xiaoyun's curiosity was also aroused, and she nodded in agreement, "There are impossible details everywhere. This case is getting more and more mysterious."
"Not only is it mysterious, but what his grandma did is not something a human being can do." The policeman looked around, then suddenly lowered his voice and said to Wen Xiaoyun mysteriously, "Everyone in the Ning Mansion spreads that this is evil.
A case committed by ghosts and ghosts. It is said that the Ning family started from scratch and became the richest man in Yanzhou overnight, all because of a little monster turned into a gold ingot."
The corner of Wen Xiaoyun's mouth twitched slightly. Just now he said that ghosts and gods were trivial, but now even little monsters appeared.
"Can Yuan Bao turn into a monster?" She became more and more curious.
"No," Mao Er'er's voice lowered. Everyone in Yanzhou Prefecture knew this legend, and even the Ning family's own servants were talking about it. They also said that monsters have no good intentions. They used to give
If you have one, you will have to ask for ten back later.
The Ning family has been prosperous for so long, and now it's time for the monsters to bite back. They all say that these one thousand taels are just the beginning. In the future, the Ning family may not be able to hold on to their wealth."
Wen Xiaoyun's eyebrows twitched.
This thing really gets weirder and weirder the more I hear about it.
However, she clearly remembered that Yunnan No. 10 said that this is a suspenseful and reasoning crime-solving comic world.
However, in any detective crime-solving work with some conscience, there will be no cases of real elves and ghosts committing crimes, or cases of schizophrenia or the like.
But the comic book world is not as reasonable as the real world, so the authors here are not kind.
"Yunnan No. 10," she secretly summoned the space-time system in her brainwaves, "This suspense comic is not so low-key that it uses ghosts and gods to commit crimes to fool people, right?"
Yunnan No. 10 paused for a moment before timidly answering, "In principle, every background question from now on requires points redemption."
Wen Xiaoyun got angry directly, "Exchange for your banana stick! Is this a charge issue? I went to the bookstore to buy a plastic-wrapped comic, and the title, cover, and type of work were all still open to me, so why can't I do it with you?!
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"It makes sense~" Yunnan No. 10 paused again, "Answer the host, although this world is a bit chaotic, it is still a serious suspense reasoning work. It will definitely not use ghosts, gods, spirits, etc. to deceive people.
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Wen Xiaoyun nodded with satisfaction, she was relieved now.
Know yourself and the enemy and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Since the crime was not committed by ghosts, the suspect could only be a human being.
As a human being, you can use logic to deduce it.
However, on the surface, Wen Xiaoyun did not break this level, but listened patiently to Mao Erdu's increasingly excited description.
"By the way, Brother Brother, when did the story about the Yuanbao Fairy reach our Yamen brothers?"
Mao Er raised his hand and scratched his head, looking at the sky and thinking hard, "When? It seems to be -"
But before he could say the next words, a black shadow suddenly flew diagonally towards Wen Xiaoyun and hit him hard on the left!