Nie Xiaoman bowed his head and didn't answer, folded the letter, and put it in his own bag.

Feng Zizhou said impatiently: "Lord Nie, since we know that the murderer is Sima Yingyang, we should do it immediately." ”

Nie Xiaoman stood up, put his hand behind him, didn't mean to be in a hurry at all, and replied slowly: "I think we have to continue to wait, and I can't do it immediately." ”

Feng Zizhou said anxiously: "What are you waiting for?" ”

Nie Xiaoman said: "You should know that Sima Yingyang is a celebrity, and he is always a person with some fame." We must be cautious for ourselves and cannot afford not to be well prepared. I thought it would happen tomorrow and there would be no more surprises. You've had a busy day, and if you don't have anything else to do, you might as well go back and rest early. ”

On the morning of the thirtieth day of the first lunar month, the clouds and fog were a little thinner, but the weather was still cold, and even the ink in the inkstone on the desk froze. Jing Mo had breakfast, added a jacket of green silk material, and went to Nie Xiaoman's gluttonous cat restaurant as promised, ready to see the outcome of this murder case. According to Nie Xiaoman's expectations, the case could be concluded on the same day.

However, he had already designated Sima Yingyang as the murderer the night before, so why did he have to wait? What is the nature of the preparation by which he speaks? Or is it an excuse for Feng Zizhou?

As soon as he entered the room, Jing Mo asked anxiously, "Are you already convinced that it is Sima Yingyang?" ”

Nie Xiaoman responded: "If my idea is good, I believe so." ”

"Are you just imagining? No evidence? ”

"Absolutely. After you returned last night, I have gathered two more kinds of corroborative evidence, which are sufficient to prove the actions of this father and daughter the night before. ”

"What evidence?"

"A mug and a shoe. You'll find out in a moment, of course. ”

"In this case, Sima Yingyang can only spend the rest of his life behind bars!"

Although Jing Mo still didn't understand the inside story, he was already very disappointed. Nie Xiaoman has a strict temperament, and the boundary between public and private must not be confused in the slightest. Once his eyes are focused on the quest for the truth, he is like a machine, not allowing emotions to come to him.

If Jing Mo asked him to take care of his personal friendship, Xiao Man would definitely not allow it, and Jing Mo couldn't help but sigh.

After a while, Xiao Man suddenly muttered to himself: "Although, things in the world are unpredictable, things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first if you want to speak...... Jingmo, don't be too sad. ”

Xiaoman's exclamation made Jing Mo bow his head and not answer, and his brain began to fantasize about Sima Yingyang's tragic ending.

Suddenly, Nie Xiaoman asked Jing Mo, "Jing Mo, isn't Sima Yingyang's physique very tall?" ”

Jing Mo replied casually: "Yes." ”

"Then his strength must not be small."

"It's hard to say. You always know that he is a poet, and although he is tall, he cannot be compared to ordinary people. ”

Nie Xiaoman didn't answer, but complained: "It's time." I'll meet Feng Zizhou when I make an appointment. Why did he break the appointment? He took a blank piece of paper from the desk, wrote a few sentences, and called Wei Pu in. He instructed, "When Lord Feng comes, you give him this piece of paper." We left first, and told him to go to Sima's house immediately. ”

Jing Mo and Nie Xiaoman left the gluttonous cat Zhai and went directly to Sima Yingyang's house in Dongyangfang. Nie Xiaoman took out his post and wrote two sentences at the back of the post. After the post was sent to Shu Da who bent his back, he made an appointment with a pillar of incense kung fu, and sure enough, the rumors asked me to see it.

The two of them were led to the elegantly furnished study.

Although there was a stove in the study, Sima Yingyang was still wearing the dark purple fox skin robe, and the red knot square scarf was still on his head. His face was scorched, his circles were sunken, and he was even more haggard than he had been yesterday. As soon as he saw Xiaoman and the two, he hurriedly got up from the circle chair to make way for him to sit down, and greeted Nie Xiaoman at the same time.

Sima Ying said: "Lord Nie, I have admired the name for a long time, but it is a pity that I have not met until today. ”

Nie Xiaoman also arched his hand and replied very respectfully: "Each other, each other." I also often talk to Brother Su that Zunjia is really a poet I admire very much. But I never had a chance, and today I just-"

Sima Yingyang suddenly appeared with a smirk, and said, "You said that you only had a chance to come to see me today?" …… Ay! I already know the purpose of the two of them. Aren't you here for the record in the Criminal Department's circular? ”

Nie Xiaoman responded: "Yes." Has Mr. Sima seen that record? His sharp gaze was injected into the other man's face.

Ying Yang's eyebrows were locked, deliberately avoiding the other party's gaze, and replied: "Yes, although the old man is no longer in the officialdom, he still has a few friends, so I read it just now." What nonsense! ”

"Exactly. The reporter's speculation was on the wrong track. ”

"Hey! Master Nie, do you also think that the inference of this record is not true? ”

"Of course. I know this is not something that Ling Ai did. ”

Sima Yingyang nodded again and again: "That's right! How could my daughter, who has a gentle temperament, do such a horrible thing? Master Nie, do you know who did this after all? ”

Nie Xiaoman looked at him and replied, "I think it's best for you to answer this question yourself." ”

Sima Yingyang was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Oh, how can I answer this question?" ”

"Mr. Sima, I think it's better for us to meet sincerely."

"Oh-oh. I- I really don't know. I- I don't know who did this. ”

Nie Xiaoman was still looking at him, and slowly replied, "Then, Mr. Sima, please forgive me for being blunt. Didn't you do it yourself? ”

Sima Yingyang's body leaned back and leaned against the back of the circle chair. His eyes widened suddenly, and they seemed to bulge.

He paused slightly, shook his head, and said, "Master Nie, you misunderstood!" ”

Nie Xiaoman's gaze was still unasided, and he replied, "Mr. Sima, I don't think I will misunderstand. I have the evidence in hand. ”

"Oh? What evidence? ”

Nie Xiaoman stared at each other and asked, "May I ask if the incident that disturbed your new book and birthday banquet the night before yesterday, the guests dispersed in a hurry, was it in the middle of the hour?" ”

Sima Yingyang lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and replied, "Yes." ”

"What have you done since then?"

"I'll go back to my room and sleep."

"Have you ever gone out again since you went back to your room?"

Ying Yangchang's expression was resolute, and he replied very resolutely: "No." ”

"Haven't really been out?"

Ying Yang's expression was solemn and he nodded slightly: "Yes." ”

"And did you fall asleep as soon as you went to bed?"

Sima Yingyang's gaze was fixed on the floor. He obviously felt that Nie Xiaoman's question was getting tighter and tighter, and his answer couldn't help but be cautious.

After a while, he said, "That's not either." At first I couldn't close my eyes tossing and turning, and I didn't fall asleep until late at night. ”

Nie Xiaoman nodded: "This is the truth. With such a grievance, of course you can't fall asleep right away. But when you repeat it, do you hear any sounds? ”

Ying Yang leaned back a little more, rubbed his hands repeatedly, and finally couldn't answer in a daze. In fact, what is the purpose of Nie Xiaoman's words, even Jing Mo on the side is inexplicable.

Nie Xiaoman smiled again and said, "Can't you answer?" This is a strong proof that you have gone out again since you returned to the room, and it is also one of my doubts about you. ”

Sima Yingyang still stared at him and didn't answer, but his face was comparable to his white hair.

Nie Xiaoman said lightly: "Mr. Sima, let me tell you." When the night was approaching, the porter Shu Da had come to your room to deliver hot water, but there was no one in your room. After a while, Shu Da was afraid that the water would be cold, so he went to send it again, and you were still not there. It stands to reason that if someone enters the house, they won't lose sight of you, and even if you fall asleep, you won't wake up. Of course, this only means that you were not in the bedroom at that time, so it can be seen that you were not in the bedroom at that time! ”

Sima Yingyang lowered his head and clenched his fists, but he still didn't admit it, and finally said, "How do you know that Shu Da came to my room to deliver water." ”

Nie Xiaoman smiled, took out a melon seed gold, and took it back into the bag before continuing: "In addition, I have two kinds of evidence, both of which are enough to prove that you went to Liu Hanfei's house the night before. First, you were seen coming out of Qian's house when you were a child. ”

Ying Yang suddenly raised his head: "Who saw me?" Hey, it's a lie! ”

Nie Xiaoman said: "Whether it's a lie or not, there is also evidence." See for yourself. He pulled the anonymous letter out of his pocket and handed it to him.

Sima Yingyang took the letterhead, unfolded it hurriedly, and hurriedly read it from beginning to end.

He shook his head again and again, "Nonsense; Nonsense! Then he pressed the letter close to his eyes, as if to make out the handwriting. He suddenly lost his voice in surprise and said, "Ouch! Strange things, strange things! …… Master Nie, where did you get this letter? Do you know who wrote it? ”

Nie Xiaoman said: "This letter was sent to Liu Hanfei's maternal uncle Xie's house yesterday evening. It was sent out yesterday morning. The name of the sender, we have not yet found out. Have you already recognized? ”

Sima Yingyang opened his eyes and stared at the floor for a moment, then suddenly raised his right hand and patted his own forehead, but shook his head again. Nie Xiaoman's eyes flickered, he looked at Ying Yang, and then at Jing Mo.

Xiao Man asked again: "Mr. Sima, do you recognize this trace?" ”

Ying Yang shook his head and said, "No, I don't know!" ”

Nie Xiaoman looked at Jingmo again: "What about you?" ”

Jing Mo replied in surprise: "Did you ask me about this trace?" How do I know each other? ”

Nie Xiaoman closed his lips and remained silent, as if disappointed, and his gaze returned to Sima Yingyang's face.

Ying Yang said loudly, "Lord Nie, don't be fooled. This- this is a complete fabrication! ”