Huo Weilou ordered his servants to go home with the old man to get the Monkey King mask. When he turned his eyes, he saw Bo Ruoyou standing in front of the stall thinking about something. He stepped forward and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Bo Ruoyou's black pupil flashed, and hesitated when he spoke, "Monkey King Mask... Although I haven't seen the Monkey King Mask yet, I have seen a record of this object on the old case file of the government office. There is a case that also has something to do with this Monkey King Mask."

"The victim of this case is recognized by the Marquis." She said in a deep voice: "It is the case where Mr. Ming was kidnapped back then. I have read the files in the government's yameniku. I have also mentioned the records of this case with the Marquis. The records in the case are clear, saying that the person who deceived Mr. Ming was wearing a Monkey King mask on his face."

Huo Wei was surprised, "Do you remember it really?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "It's true, because I looked through it several times at that time. At that time, I was wondering whether I could find the missing place. Maybe I would search again to find out the people who harmed Master Ming back then. I remember very clearly that Master Ming was deceived and then fainted. He did not see the murderer's face. But later he remembered the murderer's appearance, especially this Monkey King mask, very clearly."

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment, "It's indeed a coincidence. It's just that the two things were fourteen years apart. Even if they were both Monkey King masks, the colors might be different. And if the murderer wanted to commit the crime again, there was no need to wear the same mask."

After saying that, Huo Wei held her hand upstairs and pinched her cold knuckles. Bo Ruoyou's expression was slightly loose, but he was not convinced. "It's not just that the Monkey King mask is as simple as it was. Young Master Ming was abducted in the lantern market on the banks of the Luo River. This time, Wen Jin was also cheated in the downtown area. In such a crowded place, the murderer did not want to be seen or remembered. The best way to block his head and face is to wear such a mask. If he wears a hat and a veil, he would look strange."

Huo Weilou listened to her carefully and said after she finished speaking: "This is indeed a way to hide one's own purpose. Because of this, the murderer fourteen years ago would think of the benefits of borrowing a mask, and today's murderer might also think of it."

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "That's true. Perhaps I was too impressed by Mr. Ming's case and thought of going together."

Huo Weilou comforted him, "Don't worry, wait until the old man returns, and ask again. If you don't help, after returning to Beijing tonight, I will take you to the Ming family and ask Gui Lan again to see what the murderer had in that year."

Bo Ruoyou's pursed lips loosened and hesitated, "This is a problem in Young Master Ming's heart. Come to ask if it will make him unhappy?"

Huo Weilou Zhanyan, "Although I said that they had no hope for these years, the truth of being late is also the truth. If it is really very similar to the case back then, I still have to ask."

Bo Ruoyou felt relieved and waited for half an hour before he saw the old man returning with the attendant of the Marquis' Mansion. He was really holding a monkey king mask with a red face and white eyebrows and a golden crown. The color on it was bright and the monkey king's face was so vivid that she thought it was a delicate thing, and the red paint on it was similar to the ghost mask, but it was obviously much more delicate.

"Girl, this is the Monkey King mask that the villain calls. This item is expensive, and ordinary villains don't bring it. Today is snowy. The villain thinks that there are not many people coming to the market, so he doesn't bring it with him."

The old man walked closer and handed the mask on it. After Bo Ruoyou took it, he found that the touch was different. "When did the old man sell the mask on it?"

The old man smiled and said, "The girl asked the little man how to think about it. The last time he bought the Monkey King mask was an elderly man. He bought the Monkey King mask and asked if there was a little monkey king mask. Unfortunately, the little man had not become a young man, so he bought a little fox fairy mask--"

The old man picked up the fox fairy mask on the stall, "That's it. The villain was happy at the time, so he asked if he bought it for his grandson, but he said it was for his son. Seeing that his hair was gray and seemed to be over forty years, the villain felt that this master was blessed and could be called a child in old age, so he left a more impression on him."

Bo Ruoyou asked anxiously: "When is that? Is he alone?"

"It is also this month. It seems that it is the tenth day of the winter moon. The market was very lively and there were miscellaneous opera troupes singing in the east. The villain should have remembered it correctly. He was alone, without any servants, and no wife and children were seen..."

On the tenth day of the lunar month... On the tenth day of the lunar month, they bought two masks, one and one small, but they were single. Bo Ruoyou asked again: "Does the old man remember what that person looks like? What about his clothes? If you are asked to recognize him now, can you still recognize him?"

"He looks pretty and honest, looks gentle and kind, with a smile on his face. The villain talks to him, and he also smiles and talks to the villain. His clothes are not very luxurious, like an ordinary wealthy family. If the villain recognizes it now, he should recognize it."

Bo Ruoyou's eyes were bright. The old man recalled for a moment and said, "The master also bought some other gadgets elsewhere. The villain thought he had seen a rattle on his waist, and two silver beads strung with red patent leather. It was also a delicate item."

Bo Ruoyou's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, "There is still a rattle?"

"Yes, the villain has never remembered it correctly. The villain still thought in his heart that this young man would probably not get it easily, otherwise he would not have been so pampered."

Bo Ruoyou nodded, bought the Monkey King mask, thanked the old man and returned to the carriage.

Huo Weilou followed him up and sat down. As soon as he sat down, Bo Ruoyou said, "Marty, the file that records the case of the Prince also mentioned that the murderer was carrying a rattle. This time, if the murderer had not bought Wen Jin the ghost mask, the paint in Wen Jin's nails would be snatched from the Monkey King's mask-"

She said as she tried to tamper the paint on the mask. The mask was made recently, and she really asked her to tamper it.

Huo Weilou's eyes were darker. It would be fine if it was just a coincidence of masks, but they were all Monkey King masks, and now they were still carrying rattles. The old man mentioned that the man looked over forty years. He was at least about thirty when Ming Guilan was abducted. He looked certain, "Let's go see Guilan."

Bo Ruoyou thought of more than Ming Guilan at the moment. "Fourteen years have passed, why did the murderer reappear? He just kidnapped Master Ming, but he ran away. If he had not escaped, would that person stole Master Ming and sold him elsewhere, or would he be bleeding and killed?"

It is naturally unknown to Huo Weilou. At this time, the bells sounded at night in the direction of Xiangguo Temple, and the ancient bells came continuously, bathing in this small town like Buddha's light, but right in front of the Buddha, a child died tragically.

Huo Weilou said: "It's not time to go back to Beijing."

Bo Ruoyou responded and told the yamen whom he had found to Wu Xiang and asked him to find Wu Xiang. He returned to the capital with Huo Weilou. The yamen was originally an escort, but now that Huo Weilou has, he should put errands first.

Soon, Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou left the town in a carriage.

It took two hours to go back to the capital. Bo Ruoyou looked at the Monkey King mask placed in the carriage and was still thinking, "The case file records that in the 17th year of Jianhe, Prince Ming was in danger on the tenth day of the 10th of the October lunar month. Now the winter months have just begun, and the time around is almost the same, so it can be regarded as a similar place."

Huo Weilou's appearance became serious. If the case involved the Ming family, it would not be an ordinary murder. He even thought of a horror, "If it was really the same murderer, it would be very likely that the murderer had not stopped harming people over the years."

Bo Ruoyou thought of Wen Jin's tragic situation, and then thought that more than one child might die of blood, and felt a chill in her heart suddenly rise. Her face also became cold, and she held Huo Weilou's hand and said no more.

When he arrived outside the city gate, he was approaching his son. Huo Weilou indicated his identity and entered the capital, and ordered the carriage to go straight to Mingfu. Now it is important and he can't control the time.

The carriage had been running for nearly three incense sticks and rushed to the Ming Mansion. When the gatekeeper saw Wu Zhaohou coming, he immediately rushed to report that the entire Ming Mansion had already turned off the lights and stopped. In less than a moment, it turned brightly again. Ming Zhonghuai and his wife came to greet him in person. When they arrived at the main courtyard, they saw Ming Guilan, who was inconvenient in legs and feet, were pushed out by the servants in a wheelchair.

Seeing Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou appear together, Ming Guilan was already surprised, and he saw several masks held by the attendant of the Hou Mansion at one glance. His eyes were fixed on the top Monkey King mask. Before Huo Weilou could explain, he asked, "Is something wrong?"

Ming Zhonghuai hurriedly said: "Please ask the marquis and the county magistrate to go to the main hall to talk--"

The group entered the main hall and walked on the road. Ming Guilan kept going to see the Monkey King mask. His expression was very bad, and even Ming Zhonghuai and his wife changed their expressions.

After Huo Weilou sat down, he signaled Bo Ruoyou. Bo Ruoyou opened the door and told him today's case straight and said, "I didn't realize what it has to do with Master Ming, but I have read the file of Master Ming's case in the government office and remembered the later testimony of Master Ming. Master Ming said that the man was wearing a Monkey King mask on his face and holding a rattle in his hand. He was very kind and very good at attracting children. When I saw this file, I read it several times and remembered it very clearly. Then I felt that the murderer of this case might be related to the case that year, so I came at night."

Ming Guilan's eyes were dark, and he looked at the attendant of the Marquis's Mansion, "Take it and see."

The attendant did not hesitate and sent the Monkey King mask over. Ming Guilan took it in his hand. When he touched the golden crown on the mask, his fingertips trembled a little, and Ming Zhonghuai and his wife had already changed their faces.

Ming Zhonghuai also said anxiously: "Can this thing be determined to be related to the case back then? This Monkey King mask is popular in the capital area, and it is based on a description of the Monkey King in a play. At first it was the appearance of the opera actors, but later it was the monkey king mask in the market. When the government was asked to investigate the case, there were only clues such as masks. We sent people to investigate many vendors and craftsmen. Although this mask was exquisite, it was not a difficult thing to see."

Ming Zhonghuai remembered the sadness and anger that year, and felt dull pain in his heart. Looking at the mask in his son's hand, he didn't know whether he hoped that the murderer would appear again or that he had nothing to do with the case back then. In the early years, he was unwilling to give up and persuaded himself over and over again to accept the fact that the murderer could not be caught. In recent years, he finally calmed down his mind, and now there is a glimmer of hope in the case.

He gritted his teeth, fearing that hope would be lost again.

Bo Ruoyou said: "It is impossible to make a conclusion based on the records in the case file of Prince Ming, so he came to the mansion to ask the prince."

Ming Zhonghuai wanted to speak but stopped, and Mrs. Ming's eyes were filled with tears, "For this case, we tried all the methods in the early years. Over the years, the whole mansion did not dare to mention it. We all felt hopeless. Now, after so many years, is the murderer really still harming people?"

"How did the child who was killed today die?" Ming Guilan suddenly asked.

Bo Ruoyou only said that a child outside the city was murdered, but did not say that the murderer was the way to harm others. At this moment, he said: "The murderer's method of harming others is strange. Judging from the autopsy, the child was hung up, and then the murderer opened an opening in the bloodline of the child's foot, causing the child to die from excessive blood loss."

Ming Zhonghuai and his son are both doctors. As soon as they heard this, they knew why the murderer was so harmful. Ming Guilan instantly frowned and thought about something with dark pupils.

Bo Ruoyou continued: "Apart from this, the murderer did not leave any external injuries on the child, nor did he use more violence. Moreover, such a method of harming people is like taking blood from the child."

"I was taken away back then. Although I had used a pill for me, the man didn't seem to want to hurt me..." Ming Guilan spoke in a deep voice. He spoke slowly, as if he was retrieving the memories sealed fourteen years ago little by little.

"I am in the downtown area and have already walked a little far away from my servants. He seemed to have followed me for a long time, but then came up. He said that if he recognizes my father, he would take me to find him, and said that there is also a child of the same size as me in the family..."

"I can't remember anything else, but then I really left with him. He took me shortcuts and covered my mouth and nose with a veil when I was no one. I knew something was wrong when I smelled it, so I didn't dare to struggle. Later, my body became weak, but my consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes chaotic. When I woke up completely, I was in a ruined temple-"

Mrs. Ming showed unbearableness and felt guilty: "We were indeed friends on the bank of the Luo River. On the boat by the Luo River, Lan'er was so cruel on the boat. We asked the servant to take him to the lantern market. Who would have thought something happened."

Bo Ruoyou only realized so much inside story at this moment. When she heard Ming Guilan’s words, she felt that the two cases were related. “Yes, the old man said that the person who bought his mask went alone and bought a younger one, saying that he had a child at home, which was bought for his own children.”

Ming Guilan sat a little straight, "I remember that day I was separated from my servants and was attracted by something. I stood on the street and didn't move. That person appeared at that time... I was... By the way, I was attracted by a few children of the same size as me who turned to gyros and sang nursery rhymes. They sang nursery rhymes. After that person appeared, he sang along with him. Thinking that as soon as he was an adult man, I felt that this person was kind and tight from the beginning."

"Cannual rhyme?" Bo Ruoyou's heart trembled, "What kind of nursery rhyme is it?"

Ming Guilan showed difficulty and seemed to be unable to remember it. Bo Ruoyou asked: "But a song for ironwork? I have four ironworks, four flower needles are so good to pick on. I have five ironworks, and five rice dumplings for the Dragon Boat Festival-"

Ming Guilan's expression frightened, and his face suddenly dissipated, "Yes! It's this iron song! How could you know?"

Bo Ruoyou felt a chill from his ankle inexplicably, "I remember this iron song. When I was young, I was widely circulated in the capital, but later I was not allowed to sing because of a taboo. But a few days ago, I heard children singing again, and today in the town at the foot of Xiangguo Temple, I also heard children singing."

Ming Guilan's face also became strange, and Bo Ruo calmed down, "This song doesn't mean anything. If the murderer was determined to abduct a child, he would naturally pretend to be close. He held what the child liked in his hand, and if he could sing nursery rhymes, he would like his preferences even more. Think about it again, what other characteristics does the murderer have? How old did he look at that time?"

"Seeing that he is not old, his voice is also young, at most he is in his thirties." Ming Guilan said, thinking about it carefully again. However, after fourteen years, he deliberately made himself forget this nightmare scene. For a moment, he couldn't remember more.

Bo Ruoyou saw that he was uncomfortable and hurriedly said, "There is no need to worry about it now. It is still impossible to determine whether it is the same person or not. In this case, the government will try its best to investigate the murderer. The current government is different from more than ten years ago. It will try not to leave any regrets in this case. When the murderer is caught, it will investigate fourteen years ago to see if it is a habitual criminal."

Huo Weilou also spoke out to comfort him, "The murderer that year has never been caught, and it is also a heartbreaker for you. If the same person is not committing the crime, don't be too disappointed."

Ming Zhonghuai sighed and only went to see Ming Guilan. The only one who met with the murderer back then was Ming Guilan. Can you remember useful clues? You can only rely on Ming Guilan to reminisce about the scenes of that year. This must be painful for Ming Guilan.

Ming Guilan sighed, "I understand that if it is really the same person, for myself and for this child, I will do my best, and this is the right thing to do."

It was already late at night, and Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou didn't stay for much, so they quickly said goodbye to leave the mansion, got on the carriage, and Huo Weilou sent Bo Ruoyou home.

The mask was also put back on the carriage. Bo Ruoyou looked at the mask and said, "Although it has been many years, some murderers are just lucky and will not change their habits because they are afraid of being discovered. The Marquis was right just now. If they were really the same person, they would probably not be at peace with themselves over the years. Tomorrow I will go to the yamen to find out if there have been similar unsolved cases in the past few years."

Huo Weilou felt a little sorry for her fatigue and said, "Then I will pick you up tomorrow and accompany you."

Bo Ruoyou was afraid of delaying his court affairs. It was obvious that although he was gentle, he had no doubts, so he had to respond. She was really tired when she left the city today. Whether the case was progressing depends on whether Wu Xiang found clues, and she was also very worried and useless.

Huo Weilou sent her back to Cheng's house and told her to rest and leave before leaving.

Bo Ruoyou entered the door. Because he was late when he came back, Cheng Yunzhi ordered Aunt Liang to prepare some soup for her to use. The father and daughter sat in the hall and talked. Bo Ruoyou mentioned today's case, first talking about the little baby's body being exposed to the wilderness, and said, "The adoptive father must have never thought about how the murderer would harm people this time. He probably knew some medicine. He only left a small wound on the child's feet, which caused him to die of excessive blood loss. At present, I can't figure out why he was doing this for, was it really for the blood of this child?"
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