Jia Cong and Qi Youlu instantly recalled the inhumane banquet in Heyuan, Yangzhou that day...

Exotic dancers with exquisite makeup...

The rabbits running around in the garden...

A life that is far more luxurious and decadent than that of the royal family...

Together with Zheng Duofu, they all shuddered!

Jia She smiled and said: "What the hell are you guys doing?"

Jia Cong and Qi Youlu shook their heads repeatedly!

"It can't be said, it can't be said!"

For a while.

Several people had breakfast in Jia Cong's courtyard.

Jia Cong went back to his room and took out a Western magnifying glass and a special small wind lamp.

Let’s go to the Dali Temple Tianlao together.

Sure enough.

Today, Wei Yuanshan looked like he was in shock again.

When he saw Jia She and Zhong Qin, he grabbed them and wouldn't let them go.

"Your Majesty, Enhou, something happened again..."

"Help..."

Jia Cong couldn't help but asked: "Uncle Wei."

"I would like to ask you, how did you turn the Tianlao into a sieve?"

"Is it possible for anyone to go in and out of no-man's land?"

Wei Yuanshan pulled Jia Cong and kept wailing: "Cong'er, why is your uncle so unlucky..."

The saint of the Burning Incense Sect died with Zhen Chang.

Naturally, there is no need for the remaining witness to stay in Dali Temple for protection.

Wei Yuanshan sent someone back to the Hanlin Academy last night.

Who knows, Yang Haoran just sent someone over to report back.

That man also died in the bedroom without any injuries, and not even a single clue could be found.

Two murder cases occurred in the Hanlin Academy.

Naturally, I can no longer cover the lid.

Emperor Tianxi has just ordered the Criminal Department of Dali Temple to solve the case within ten days.

Before he finished speaking, Jia Cong's face had already darkened!

"Are you really being lawless and unscrupulous?!"

Zhongqin sneered and said, "This is a nest of rats, if it weren't for its unscrupulous behavior."

"How could I chase you to the sky and into the earth?"

Only then did Jia Cong know.

It turns out that Prince Zhongqin’s whereabouts are erratic, and he has been secretly dealing with the Incense Sect.

No wonder he could conclude that day on the second day of February in Jinling, when the blue dragon raises its head, it was a joke.

No wonder he always says that he has enemies all over the world, that’s why.

While they were talking, the group had already entered the prison.

Of course, the Saint of Incense Sect and Zhen Chang were not imprisoned in the same place.

Both of them are in separate cells.

Jia Cong first looked at the wall. There was no transom in this room.

When the prison door is closed, there is no more light.

Jia Cong frowned.

I secretly thought, what kind of secret room murder case is the most annoying!

First, carefully examine the body of the incense-burning saint.

Sure enough, as Qi Youlu said, there are no clues at all.

The corpse of this witch only had the wounds on the joints that Qi Youlu crushed that day.

"Xiao Fuzi, hold up the lamp!"

Jia Cong pushed back the hair of the saint from the Burning Incense Sect, centimeter by centimeter.

Use a magnifying glass to look carefully.

In an extremely inconspicuous place on the skull, there is a small scab of congealed blood.

Jia Cong called: "Uncle Six, come here!"

Zhongqin hurried over: "Did you find anything?"

Jia Cong said: "I suspect that there is an extremely small needle-like object piercing the brain at this location!"

Zhongqin's eyes widened: "How is it possible that the skull is so hard?"

Jia Cong said: "Uncle Six, there is a gap here."

In later sketching classes, he drew countless skulls.

Although it was just a model, he still clearly remembers the changes in light and shadow and the depressions and bulges in the bone seams.

Zhongqin glared at Wei Yuanshan: "Why are you still standing there, asking the idiot to open his head!"

The face of Weiyuan Mountain is colorless...

Last time I opened my intestines and guts, this time I opened my brain...

Do you want anyone left alive...

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Uncle Wei, if you don't want to open this witch's head, just replace it with Zhen Chang's."

"Anyway, the cause of death should be..."

As soon as he said this, he suddenly stopped!

He grabbed Wei Yuanshan and asked: "Who delivers food to the demon girl and Zhen Chang and takes away the daily toilet bowl?!"

"Is it the same person?"

Wei Yuanshan said: "Yes, she is the female prisoner's companion..."

"Quickly, go to the place where this companion lives!"

Led by the prison guards, the group hurried to the companion mother-in-law's residence.

Before I even entered the door, I could already smell the strong smell of blood.

Jia Cong whispered: "Dad, Uncle Wei, don't go in."

"It's too late..."

In the narrow residence, all the cabinets and boxes are open.

Clothes are turned around.

An old woman was found dead on the spot.

A short blade stabbed straight into the chest.

Jia Cong searched everywhere with his angry wind lantern.

Finally, I found an earring in an inconspicuous corner.

The color is emerald green and valuable.

It's obviously not something this old woman can have.

Put it to your nose, smell it, and write down the smell.

Then give the earring to Zhongqin.

"The green forest and the rivers and lakes are full of inquiries, especially the top brass within the Burning Incense Sect."

"Look who has this earring!"

Qi Youlu tried to pull out the short blade, but it didn't move.

"Eh?!"

"This is not a short blade, this is a long willow knife!"
To be continued...