She was thinking a lot and had no idea at all. Instead, she felt a little hungry. When she looked at the time, it was indeed time to eat.

Because Mrs. Wen was still resting, Shen Qingyu wanted to wait for her to wake up before eating dinner, so she asked Ruyi to go out and get something to cushion her.

Ruyi went out for a walk, and in addition to bringing back food, she also brought a special message to Shen Qingyu, "Girl, there is a storyteller downstairs, you should go and have a look!"

When Shen Qingyu heard this, she felt that relaxing her mind might be helpful for her next thinking. She nodded hurriedly and followed her to the hall.

The storyteller told the story that one night, an old woman was robbed by a robber. She called for help. A passer-by chased her and caught the robber. Instead, the robber falsely accused the passerby of being a robber.

Because of the color of the sky, the old woman couldn't tell the difference, so she took the two of them to the government office.

The local parents said: "This is easy to understand."

After only listening to a few words, Shen Qingyu guessed what was going to happen next and found it boring. Just as she was about to leave, the conversation between a few people next to her caught her attention.

One person said: "There was a murder case a few days ago. But I don't know why there has been no news until now."

"You also know about this?"

"Who doesn't know this? This county is not big. After the murder happened, the news spread everywhere the next day."

"Isn't the murderer the scholar? Why hasn't there been a trial? I still want to hear it!"

Someone next to me who understood this said: "People have fame, so naturally the process is more complicated."

"Everyone said that the scholar couldn't come up with the money for the ransom, so he tricked the female musician into meeting her and took the opportunity to kill him. Since he couldn't get it anyway, he simply killed her to save trouble."

"I heard that the female singer is very beautiful and can take away people's soul with just one glance. If only I could meet her!"

"What a beautiful thought! You don't even care about your own identity."

A person next to him suddenly interrupted and asked: "Ransom hairpin? What do you mean?"

"You don't know this?" The man who spoke first seemed to be showing off how much he knew, "The little ladies in Sile Garden are all raised like young ladies. In fact, they are just ornaments and toys.

That’s it! Redeeming someone is just like buying something! That’s why they are called that.”

This is essentially the same as redeeming someone from a brothel, but due to the special nature of the temple itself, it is not easy to redeem someone from a brothel. People regard those temples as

The female musicians in the company are called Jinchai, which not only means to compare them to objects, but also has an ironic meaning.

Therefore, Wen Liang's act of wanting to redeem someone is also called a ransom hairpin.

Shen Qingyu felt very uncomfortable listening to the attitude of many people mentioning Wang Huiran. When these people talked about her, they expressed regret or sigh, but they were never directed at Wang Huiran who lost her life, but as if facing her.

If something is evaluated, it must also be devalued.

She couldn't bear to listen anymore and took Ruyi upstairs.

The storyteller's story has come to an end. When she heard the sentence "If the official hadn't been so powerful, how could he tell who was a robber and who was a passerby?", something seemed to flash through Shen Qingyu's mind, and she vaguely grasped it.

I've got some clues, but I'm not sure.

When she returned upstairs, she was still thinking about the storyteller's words, but Mrs. Wen had already woken up.

Mrs. Wen watched Shen Qingyu come back from outside and asked with concern: "Where have you gone?"

Shen Qingyu replied: "We were just in the lobby. I heard the bookman told a story."

Mrs. Wen said "hmm" and didn't ask any further questions. After having the food delivered to the room, she said to Shen Qingyu: "Next time you are hungry, just eat first without waiting for me."

"good."

Shen Qingyu's mind was turning over and over again with Wang Huiran's case and the storyteller's words. She believed that as long as she was given a few more hints, she would be able to solve it soon.

Zhang Jing is very efficient.

Not long after Shen Qingyu finished eating, the layout plan of Wang Huiran's room was given to her.

The drawing is so sloppy that you can roughly tell what items are placed in the room and where they are located.

Shen Qingyu pointed to the two black lines on the drawing and asked, "What are these lines?"

"It's the curtain hanging above the bed."

"What about this?"

"Cardboard for clothes."

"what about this?"

"A box for clothes."

Shen Qingyu said in surprise: "Why are there separate boxes and cabinets for storing clothes?"

Zhang Jing pointed to the box: "This is related to what you asked your subordinates to inquire about. According to the people in Sileyuan, Wang Huiran loves beauty so much that he has to change all his clothes every few months. This box is

Used to change clothes.

Every few months, the clothing store will send new clothes, and Wang Huiran will also put the tired clothes in boxes and send them away."

"Isn't the order of priority wrong? Shouldn't the clothes be sent out first, and then new clothes be sent over?"

Zhang Jing said seriously: "That's right, this box belongs to the clothing store, not Wang Huiran. When you get new clothes, the clothing store will deliver them to your door, and then wait for Wang Huiran to send away the unwanted clothes."

Shen Qingyu looked back and forth at the drawings, hoping to find a hiding place from the drawings.

In the end, I only found two places. If someone could sneak in, they would probably just hide it under the bed and in a box.

After it was confirmed that people could be hidden in the house, the next step became more complicated. It was also necessary to prove that there was a third person at the scene.

The guards outside the door moved forward every six hours, and the people guarding Wang Huiran moved forward two shifts to ask if anyone else had entered. The answer they got was the same, that is, no.

That is to say, there is no witness to prove that there was a third person at the scene.

Shen Qingyu pondered for a long time and felt that he could look at the problem from another angle. For example, he could start by investigating the reason why Wang Huiran was killed.

Shen Qingyu asked: "Didn't you find out if there is anything else that attracts attention about Wang Huiran besides his love for beauty?"

Zhang Jing obviously did some research on Wang Huiran, "She was less than ten years old when her whole family was convicted. At that time, her mother wanted to take her with her to seek death, but somehow, she survived.

I came down. Then I was assigned here. I have been in Fengyang for nearly ten years."

"People around her comment that she doesn't talk much and is quite easy to get along with."

She was easy to get along with, and people around her spoke well of her. Why would such a person be killed?

Moreover, Wang Huiran was naked when he died, and there were bloody marks on his body. This behavior must have a special meaning, but Shen Qingyu couldn't guess it yet.

It's not about money or sex.

So what did the murderer do all this for?
Chapter completed!