Chapter 10 Uncle Li
In the middle of the Taoist temple is a dilapidated altar. There are cracked old incense burners and smoky incense ash remaining on the altar, exuding a rotten smell.
Some tattered lanterns and faded flags hang on the walls of the temple on both sides.
The statues enshrined in the temple have long been changed beyond recognition.
At the foot of the statue, there lay a corpse, disemboweled and in a horrific death state.
The heart inside has been ripped out.
Coupled with the lingering aura of evil spirits around, it was obviously the work of a demon.
The owner of the body is a male, about forty years old, thin, with a fatal wound on his throat, which seems to have been cut with a sharp weapon, and large stains of blood are scattered on his clothes and chest.
Faced with Yuan Anjiang’s questioning, Jiang Shouzhong, who had already seen the situation at the scene, said:
“Currently we don’t know where the murderous demon is. We only know that the victim came from Yun last night. Came here from Chu Gambling House.
Yunchu Gambling House is quite far from Wufengguan, at least two sticks of incense walking distance, so the victim must have come all the way here to meet someone.
The humble position also concluded that he and the murderous demon... must have known each other. "
Jiang Shouzhong's words made everyone present stunned.
Lu Renjia and Zhang Yunwu were even more confused.
What are you talking about?
Although I know that Jiang Shouzhong is very smart and plays the leading role in Fenglei Hall. But everyone knows that you just came to the scene, what are you talking about?
Yuan Anjiang asked coldly: "Why are you so sure that the victim came from a gambling house?"
"This man is an old gambler and has been hanging out in gambling houses all year round."< br>
“How to prove it?”
Jiang Shouzhong pointed at the corpse on the ground and said:
"This person's right index finger, middle finger and thumb all have calluses, which is unique to old gamblers. And because he often rubs the dice, there are obvious dark frosted marks on his hands, which are different from other skin colors.
< br>Secondly, the first finger of his ring finger was deliberately cut with a straight line with a knife.
This kind of straight line is called gambling luck line, which means that only gamblers will have good luck in gambling and win more than they lose. You believe this, and you do this kind of self-deception in order to increase your luck."
Yuan Anjiang carefully observed the right hand of the corpse, and then asked: "There are so many gambling houses in the capital, why are you so sure of him. Are you from Yunchu Gambling House?”
Jiang Shouzhong pointed to the sole of the corpse again.
I saw a few petals stuck in the soil on the soles of my shoes.
“This flower is called Zitang Feixue. It was introduced from the West Pansy country. It blooms in different seasons. The flower pieces are in the shape of six petals with a circle of lavender around the edge.”
Jiang Shou Chinese Without haste, "In the entire capital, only the Yin Yue Tower is planted. And the only gambling house that is closest to it on that street is the Yunchu Gambling House."
A Yamen Governor The official took off a petal from the sole of his shoe, looked at it carefully, and nodded lightly to Yuan Anjiang.
At this time, a county police officer hurried over.
He held an investigation handbook in his hand, bowed to Yuan Anjiang, and said respectfully:
"Sir, the investigation has been clear. The deceased's name is Ge Dasheng. He lives in Antai Lane. He usually likes gambling. His wife and son are a bachelor. Someone saw him leaving Yunchu Gambling House last night, and he has not been seen since."
As the policeman finished speaking, the atmosphere in the audience suddenly became tense.
Lu Renjia’s hanging heart finally dropped.
You are still the best, Xiao Jiang.
Secretly giving Jiang Shouzhong a thumbs up in his mind, Lu Renjia squeezed out a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum on his shoehorned face and said to Yuan Anjiang:
"Sir, we are indeed investigating Yun Chu's gambling. I believe there will be results soon."
Yuan Anjiang ignored him, looked at Jiang Shouzhong no longer with the disdain and contempt he had just now, and asked again: "Then why did you do it again? Did the murderer know the victim? "
Jiang Shouzhong said: "Judging from the condition of the body, the victim was dead for about three hours. In other words, Ge Dasheng was killed around 2:00 a.m. last night.
For an old gambler like Ge Dasheng, he should be hanging out in the gambling house at this time, but he has come so far to Wufengguan in the middle of the night, most likely to meet someone. They made an appointment in advance.
In addition, Ge Dasheng's fatal wound was to his throat, which was obviously cut by a sharp blade, but judging from the wound, it was not as clean and sharp as a master's. "Jiang Shouzhong raised the chin of the corpse slightly, showed it to everyone, and then raised Ge Dasheng's left arm.
"His left hand was infected with blood, especially the index finger and ring finger. Completely smeared with blood, it was obvious that after his throat was cut, Ge Dasheng subconsciously used two fingers to clasp his own trachea.
Because most people do not die of excessive blood loss after their throats are cut, but they choke to death on blood.
The blood flowed out like a warm current down the neck, and the trachea was full of blood. It was impossible to speak, and it was difficult to cough if it was flooded. In this case, people will feel itchy in the trachea, and then subconsciously pick it up with their hands. ”
Jiang Shouzhong stood up and took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and said slowly to Yuan Anjiang,
"Such a throat-cutting technique, plus there are no traces of struggle in the temple, slit the throat from the front, only people who know each other can You can only do it by taking action unexpectedly."
Yuan Anjiang narrowed his eyes and gave a conclusion, "So this demon is not very powerful and he knows Ge Dasheng."
Jiang Shouzhong was about to do it. Nodding and speaking, Lu Renjia quickly flattered him and said, "Your Excellency, you are really perceptive and full of intelligence, which makes people in this humble position admire you."
Jiang Shouzhong rolled his eyes.
Flatterer!
Yuan Anjiang raised a pair of shining eyes and stared at Jiang Shouzhong, "What's your name?"
"Jiang Mo, a humble position."
"Jiang Mo... ..."
Yuan Anjiang muttered to himself and winked at an official beside him.
The official nodded clearly and secretly wrote it down on the list.
"Hey, isn't this a kohlrabi? I heard that I recently got the position of supervisor of the Yamen Supervisor, which is pretty good. When will you treat us to a drink?"
At this moment, Suddenly, a sweet and charming female voice came from the door.
As the teasing voice with a lazy accent floated into the audience, a huge black knife swayed into everyone's eyes.
The visitor is a young girl carrying a knife.
The girl has a high nose and fair complexion, like a jade and ice sculpture. The petite and delicate face is more slender than the round oval face, and the figure is quite slender.
Although the waist is delicate and thin, the skirt of the clothes is bulging.
There was also a wine bottle slung around his waist.
The most eye-catching thing is the big knife she is carrying.
The blade is as black as ink, extremely broad and thick, about five feet and one inch long and more than forty centimeters wide, far exceeding the average knife. The blade surface is broad and serrated.
The handle of the knife has a black keel-shaped design.
The blade does not have any carvings on it, and it is simple and unpretentious, but it exudes a powerful power.
At first glance, it looks more like a tombstone.
So it is also called "Tomb Knife"!
Such a heavy broadsword would seem too inappropriate to carry on the back of a rugged swordsman, let alone a petite and delicate girl.
However, the girl's strong and heroic aura mixed with laziness and femininity in her movements seemed inexplicably perfect for this tomb knife.
One look at him and you will know that he is a master who is not easy to mess with.
Li Nanshuang!
The youngest hall master in the twelve halls of Six Doors, and also the most capable boss.
Some people even jokingly called her Uncle Li.
He sleeps until he wakes up naturally every day, eats and drinks and enjoys leisurely life. Sometimes he walks birds and plays crickets, sometimes he goes fishing and plays chess. He has just joined the job at a young age and is already a retired man.
Thanks to book friend 20240112124034513 for the reward
(End of this chapter)