Chapter Twenty-Four: The Pretty Maid
Nie Xiaoman frowned and said: "I can't say so surely, but at least it's a possibility, if we want to know who the murderer is and the whereabouts of the black fox Qiu woman, Ah Si may be able to make a clue." ”
Feng Zizhou chased after him and asked, "Are you saying that the murderer who killed Liu Hanfei and the woman wearing the black fox shawl are not the same person?" ”
Nie Xiaoman shook his head and said, "Of course not." I don't dare say that last night's murder was done by a woman. ”
Jing Mo was suspicious in his heart, drank the residual wine in the cup in one gulp, and interjected: "Then how to explain the footprints of the woman in the room?" ”
Nie Xiaoman lowered his head, looked at the ash basin in front of the stove, and seemed to be unable to answer for a while. Feng Zizhou also seemed to think of something and put down his chopsticks.
Feng Zizhou said loudly: "Hey! Lord Nie, there is a contradiction here! You said from your footprints that a woman went to the deceased's bedroom after it had rained in the middle of last night, and you said that the murderer was lying in it beforehand. Isn't it unreasonable to face each other in pairs? ”
Nie Xiaoman raised his head and said, "Oh, is there a contradiction?" I said that the murderer must first lie in it, for one thing; It is another story to say that a woman went to the deceased's bedroom after it had rained. I didn't say the woman was the murderer. ”
Feng Zizhou's mouth tugged, obviously unconvinced, and said, "Oh, are you sure that the woman who left the footprints and the murderer are two people?" ”
"Yes." Xiaoman is almost categorical.
"What about the evidence?"
"Although I have not seen the tragic condition of the corpse, according to you, I feel that it is cruel and abnormal, and I am afraid that it is not for women to do it. And guessing from the situation, the murderer must have knocked Han Fei down as soon as he fought, which shows that only those with great strength can do this. And the stone pedal, which weighed twenty or thirty pounds. Based on these points, do you think an ordinary woman can do it? ”
However, an unusual woman cannot be generalized. The woman surnamed Xie said that the woman with the black fox shoulder scarf was very tall. ”
Feng Zizhou's rebuttal cannot be said to be unreasonable, but Nie Xiaoman still maintained his original proposal. "I have a heartfelt element," he said. A woman would never be so cruel as she would kill someone and crush his head with a stone kick. This is also rare among men, and it cannot be done unless they have a deep hatred and a strong disposition. ”
Feng Zizhou took a piece of cold lamb liver and roasted it in front of the fire, and asked, "So, what kind of person do you say this man's murderer is?" ”
Nie Xiaoman stared at the liver that was roasted by the furnace fire, slowly rising a trace of heat, and looked at Jing Mo again. Jing Mo felt that this glance seemed to have some kind of meaning, but he couldn't understand it for a while.
Xiao Man said slowly: "Of course, this is still a mystery, but as far as the facts are known in front of me, the man in the tow who almost fought with the deceased is one of the suspects-"
Feng Zizhou interjected excitedly: "Hey, you said that this person is jealous for the wind?" ”
Nie Xiaoman shook his head and said, "It's hard to say why, but I think the negotiations between them must not have reached a result." After holding the lamp last night, the woman probably went to listen to the echo, but she didn't see Han Fei. The man couldn't hold back, and in the middle of the night, he might have taken drastic measures. ”
Jing Mo asked, "Then when this man committed the murder, was the female companion also present?" ”
Feng Zizhou hurriedly replied: "Of course." Kenan had seen her around when she was a child. ”
Jingmo said: "What Kenan saw was a single woman, not a man and a woman. ”
Feng Zizhou said casually: "Maybe they are going separately." ”
Nie Xiaoman raised his hand: "Okay." I expected that this woman should at least know about it, so the next step to do is to investigate this woman. ”
Feng Zizhou nodded and asked, "How do you want to find this woman?" ”
Nie Xiaoman stood up and said, "I think it can be carried out from three directions. You go to Na Si first and ask him what happened last night. Go to the place where Han Fei worked as a scribe to find out if there are any friends who are familiar with Han Fei. In addition, when I went to the teahouse to ask, those people usually communicated with Liu Hanfei the most. Because I saw that there were no letters in the corpse chamber, it was no accident. ”
"Okay, everything will be as you say." Feng Zizhou agreed and stood up.
Nie Xiaoman added: "In addition, the disappearance of that puppy is also suspicious." You'll have to ask your neighbors to the front and back if they're running. In addition, there is a clue, you might as well let Jingmo try it with me. ”
Around midnight that night, after breakfast and dinner, Jing Mo and Nie Xiaoman took a four-wheeled mule cart to Sima Yingyang's house in Dongyangfang. It turned out that the other line that Nie Xiaoman said was what Sima Yingyang said.
Liu Hanfei was killed on the night he stabbed Sima Yingyang's privacy. Regardless of the authenticity of this revelation, it is of course very suspicious in terms of the situation. Jing Mo already had this shadow in his mind, but unexpectedly, Nie Xiaoman's gaze also turned to the same angle.
Jing Mo looked at his eager attitude, as if he was indeed sure, and he couldn't help but surprise Jing Mo. Before Xiao Man left the gluttonous cat fast, Jing Mo had already asked him once, but he was silent.
In the four-wheeled mule cart, Jingmo couldn't help but bring up that question again.
Nie Xiaoman replied impatiently: "Jingmo, don't have old prejudices. You know that I admire Sima Yingyang as a poet, but I have never met him before. This old poet was unfortunately insulted by others last night, even if we only go to pay our condolences once, shouldn't we? ”
Excuse! This is not what Nie Xiaoman would say, Jing Mo is too familiar with Xiaoman's personality.
Did he say these words from the bottom of his heart? No, Xiao Man is clearly blocking his third question. Nie Xiaoman is a smart person, and his emotions are not inferior to others, but his feelings can be controlled by wisdom.
Within the scope of morality, Xiao Man rejoiced in righteousness, and he saw Sima Yingyang being aggrieved for no reason, so he expressed sympathy and condolences, which could not be regarded as abrupt. But at this time, he was tasked with investigating the murder, and the situation was of course different.
So who would believe that his trip was purely out of friendship and condolences, and it had nothing to do with the murder?
By the time the mule cart arrived at Sima's house, it was already completely dark. In the shops on the street, the large and small oil lamps are already shining brightly. The weather was also as cold as the previous night, with few pedestrians on the road.
When the two entered the door of the house, they couldn't help but be disappointed. As soon as the bent-backed manservant who was guarding the door saw the two of them enter the porter, he immediately blocked the way. He said that the host was not feeling well and did not see any guests. Therefore, many guests and old friends of the master have been refused.
Nie Xiaoman asked, "Where is your master now?" ”
The doorkeeper replied, "Recuperate in the bedroom." ”
"Is his bedroom upstairs or downstairs?"
"Behind the study downstairs."
"Then it's convenient for us to go in and meet him."
"My lord, it's not convenient. The lord commanded, we are just slaves today, we are just slaves, we can't be any masters, please forgive me. ”
Nie Xiaoman paused, and then said that he wanted to see Miss Xiutang again. The old family was hesitating, when a young maid came out of the main room. She was about eighteen years old, wore an old black satin padded jacket, red lips, and black eyes, and was not badly born.