Chapter 13 The murderer may be...

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Zhao Zhen's face turned dark for a moment,

Then without saying a word, he asked someone to pick up the tea, incense burner, and snack plates on the table, and then looked at Zhao Shi. Zhao Shi hurriedly thanked him, and then asked Yang Chuan to move the table into the cell with him. Zhao Zhenmo

After grinding his molars, I simply stopped sitting and walked to the cell door holding the hand stove.

Look inside,

Zhao Shi and Yang Chuan moved the table under the window, and then Zhao Shi climbed up. The window was about two meters above the ground, not too high, not too low. Zhao Shi climbed on the table, bent down, and grabbed the leftmost

The wood exerts force,

click,

A piece of wood was actually taken off,

Bao Zheng's pupils dilated: "He's really bad?" Then he turned his head angrily and was about to scream, but Zhao Zhen already said calmly: "Where is the jailer?"

The jailer was trembling,

As expected, this was his only chance to see the emperor in his life. Before he could move, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand straight. Two imperial soldiers dragged him over. As soon as they were dragged over, he fell to his knees.

On the ground, there was blood on the forehead where he knelt: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have been wronged for my humble position, I am unjust! Please atone for your sins."

"Unjustly accused?"

Zhao Zhen did not intend to kill anyone, but his tone subconsciously became aggravated. With this aggravation, the jailer was sweating profusely, as if he was about to faint at any time. Fortunately, Zhao Shi explained for him without looking back: "

The wood was damaged naturally and has nothing to do with them. At best, they were a little negligent."

Say it!

Zhao Shi looked at the fierce-eyed man again: "Do you know this window is broken?"

The man with fierce eyes didn't know what he was thinking. He glared at Zhao Shi fiercely and said fiercely: "I don't know, but it doesn't matter whether you know or not. Haven't you already determined that grandpa killed the person? Grandpa did kill him too.

I have more than a dozen dogs, and I don’t mind carrying one more.”

Obviously,

His ears were very good, and he heard the advice Yang Chuan gave to Zhao Shi just now. Zhao Shi didn't want to explain too much, but the enemy couldn't get much information out of him, so he added: "Don't worry! I'm Zhao Shi.

Although you are not a good person, if you are a murderer, I will arrest you. If you are not a murderer, I will not bite you randomly for my own sake."

"Who knows."

The fierce-eyed man obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't continue to stare fiercely at Zhao Shi and replied dully: "I don't know." Zhao Shi stopped asking and squatted on the table, frowning in thought. Bao Zheng was a little confused.

Can’t wait: “What do you see?”

Zhao Shi jumped off the table,

He shook helplessly: "Nothing was found. The window was naturally damaged, and the damaged gap was too narrow, making it difficult for a baby to get in and out. Besides, again, the wine bottle was next to the man. If someone took advantage of the gap and used some kind of tool to pour the wine,

It is almost impossible to hook the pot out, break it, and then poke it in to kill people, so..."

Bao Zheng was unwilling to accept it.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Then you go and see other things first, and I'll check it again for you." Say that! Regardless of whether Zhao Shi wanted it or not, and whether Zhao Zhentong agreed or not, he climbed up on the table with his arms and legs, and in the darkness

, touching the damaged area bit by bit, hoping to find new evidence,

Zhao Shi was startled for a moment,

He pursed his lips,

He didn't say thank you, he just cupped his hand, and then went to check the body and the pieces of the wine bottle. Others looked at this scene, not only moved to tears, but they were more or less moved. Everyone could feel it.

Zheng's love for Zhao Shi should at least not want such a capable young man to die casually just because of his appearance.

Only Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly.

This old guy,

What do you want to do?

Take me instead?

Although I haven't figured out how to deal with it yet, the eyes I look at Bao Zheng still reveal a hint of hostility.

Zhao Shi had not noticed this small detail and was immersed in examining the body. The body was that of a man in his sixties. The main artery in his neck was cut and he died of excessive blood loss. In addition, only the palm of his right hand had minor cuts on his whole body.

, and there are several cracks on the sleeves, which should be left by scratching the throat fragments in a hurry.

Then came the fragments,

There were fingerprints on the fragments, but it took a long time to compare the fingerprints, and the light in the prison was really dim in the dark night. Although Zhao Shi tried his best to see clearly, his eyes were double-imaged, but he still found nothing.

"You still have half the time to burn the incense."

Zhao Zhen turned to look at the incense burner. Because of some unspeakable hostility towards Bao Zheng, he also had some resentment towards Zhao Shi who was grateful to Bao Zheng. Zhao Shi was the same. He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Zhen, inexplicably

I felt that my face was really ugly, and then I continued to observe.

Zhao Zhen frowned,

I feel like you hate me,

Then he became even more irritated for no apparent reason, and blurted out: "If not, you'd better settle for this vicious man!"

"perhaps……"

"Is it him?"

Zhao Shi felt as if sand had been poured into his ears, and he was upset. He ignored him and could not see the wrinkles clearly, so he began to carefully restore the fragments of the wine pot. However, the wine pot was three-dimensional.

It is infinitely more difficult to piece together than a flat surface like a mirror.

Are you ignoring me?

Zhao Zhen inexplicably became missing himself and couldn't help but take a step inside and talk: "Look, no one can come in or out of this cell door, and no one can come in or out of the windows. The deceased himself was seriously ill and could not get out of bed. So

Under the circumstances, who else could it be besides this man?"

"A ghost?"

click

Zhao Shi suddenly raised his head,

"What did you just say?"

"Li, Li Gui?"

Facing Zhao Shi like this, Zhao Zhen stuttered.

No,

Not this sentence,

But the previous sentence...

No one could get in or out of the window, no one... Zhao Shi suddenly turned to look at the window. The gap in the window was about as wide as an adult man's fist and a half. The answer almost came out of his mouth, but Zhao Shi still forcibly held back,

evidence,

I need evidence,

This time is different from Bao Zheng on the carriage. It is impossible to catch the murderer. He needs to have a complete chain of evidence that can convince anyone. Thinking of this, Zhao Shi quickly glanced at everyone in the room.

corner,

corner,

bed,

thatch,

I want to find something, but the prison in the dark is already dimly lit. There will be a bit of wind and the candles are blowing. The torch flickers, which makes people feel irritated. Zhao Shi is even ready to grit his teeth and let go of his hand, which has already been spent more than half of the time.

wine flask.

"I come."

Yang Chuan fiercely snatched the torch from the hand of a forbidden soldier. The forbidden soldier was so frightened that he almost stabbed him to death. Then he squatted next to Zhao Shi with the torch: "Whatever you are looking for, I will find it for you, or I will catch it for you."

You can find this hip flask."

Zhao Shi was startled for a moment,

Under the firelight, Yang Chuan's scar was sinuous and ferocious. He really didn't look like a good person, but Zhao Shi felt handsome for some reason. Then he ignored being moved, grateful, and grateful, and hurriedly said: "I need to find some hair."

"Hair?"

It’s not just Yang Chuan who is enlightened,

Zhao Zhen,

Bao Zheng,

Chai Wen,
To be continued...