Li Canghai glanced at Zhang Wenyuan and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

According to Zhang Wenyuan's ruthless character, since he knows who the murderer is, he will definitely kill the murderer desperately to take revenge.

Judging from the current situation, although Zhang Wenyuan is angry, he seems to have some scruples about Ueda Takashi.

However, this also made Li Canghai more certain that Ueda Takashi's identity was unusual, and there must be an ulterior secret between him and Zhang Wenyuan.

"Brother Nan, please put down the corpse of the orange first, I need to check it out." After thinking for a while, Li Canghai said in a deep voice.

Conan nodded, placed the scroll on the dusty table, and went to untie the twine that bound the oranges.

At the moment when Conan put down the scroll, Li Canghai suddenly caught a glimpse of the longitudinal surface of the scroll, which was a little dull yellow.

A flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly took the scroll in his hand and looked at it over and over again.

Yu Chengen saw him looking at the picture scroll, and said curiously: "Brother Li, where did this come from?" ”

Li Canghai said deeply: "This was found near the area where the orange was killed, if I am not mistaken, it is this painting that Ueda Takashi stole from the red plum room." ”

Yu Chengen was a little surprised, he hurriedly walked over and said, "Brother Li, how do you know that this painting he stole from Hongmei's room?" ”

Li Canghai pointed to the side of the scroll and said, "Look here, this scroll will become dark and yellow after a long time." I remember that at the time of the incident, there was only one painting in the pile of paintings on the case, which was different from the other paintings when viewed from the direction of the scroll. Brother Fang Nan put down the scroll, and after changing the angle, I remembered this, and it was because I decided that it was this painting that Ueda Takashi had stolen. ”

"But I don't understand why he stole the painting. Why did you leave this painting here? Yu Chengen asked confusedly.

"If you want to know this, I'm afraid you have to ask him." Li Canghai glanced at Ueda Takashidao, who was still in a coma.

At this time, Conan had already untied the orange corpse, he half-hugged the orange's corpse, carefully placed it on the ground, he stared at the orange's expression, and suddenly said: "Brother Li, do you think the orange's expression is a little strange?" ”

Hearing Conan say this, several people looked at each other.

"Nothing strange, huh?" Yu Chengen scratched his head, he turned to Yu Yanrou and asked, "Sister, do you see anything strange?" ”

Yu Yanrou's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the orange was pale due to excessive blood loss, except for some blueness, there was nothing unusual, and she couldn't help but shake her head.

Li Canghai and Conan glanced at each other and said, "It seems that Brother Nan has also found out." Yes, it's a bit weird. ”

"What are you talking about? Why don't I understand? Yu Chengen looked at the two of them in confusion.

Li Canghai did not answer him, but came to the corpse and carefully examined the corpse.

"The fatal wound is located in the abdomen, the wound is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, about two fingers wide, judging from the shape and size, the murder weapon should be this single-edged dagger." Li Canghai said.

Conan nodded, frowning, "Yes, but that's the weird part. Generally, when you are injured by a sharp blade, you will have a painful look due to the pain, not to mention such a serious injury in the abdomen, anyone with a serious injury to the abdomen will look painful, but Tangerine looks peaceful, as if he does not feel pain. ”

When they heard what Conan said, they looked at the orange again, and found that it was indeed as he said, and the orange looked serene, and did not show any pain.

"How so?" Zhang Wenyuan asked with a frown.

Li Canghai shook his head and said, "This is really puzzling, but the most important thing at the moment is to wake up Ueda Takashi and ask him why he killed someone?" ”

A trace of anger suddenly flashed in Zhang Wenyuan's eyes, he walked up to Ueda Takashi, and said coldly: "If you want him to wake up, what's so difficult?" ”

Saying that, Zhang Wenyuan ordered someone to fetch a bucket of ice water, Li Canghai saw his intentions, and in order to prevent damage to the scene, at Li Canghai's suggestion, he took Ueda Takashi outside the house.

Everyone left the room one after another, but Li Canghai did not go out, and while the family was getting ice, he observed the scene again.

This is a woman's boudoir, and the room has not been cleaned for a long time, and there are cobwebs everywhere.

On the left side of the room, in the pillar with the oranges, there was a low table with an incense burner and a dusty yaoqin.

On the right side, there are two bookshelves, on which are bamboo poems, which are also dusty.

There is a painting table in the middle of the bookshelf, and there are many painting scrolls on the painting table and in the painting jar next to it, although there are many picture scrolls, but they are not messy, and even the paint brushes on the painting table are neatly arranged, which shows that the owner of the room is a meticulous person.

In addition to this, there were a few faint marks on the white wall behind the painting that caught his attention.

All the traces are half a foot wide and more than a foot long, Li Canghai picked up the scroll and compared it, and found that the traces on the wall could be covered by the scroll.

Li Canghai's heart moved, and he immediately walked towards the painting case, he picked up those picture scrolls, and after unfolding them, he found that these paintings were all from the same person's hand - Feng Niang!

Li Canghai immediately came to his senses, this is Feng Niang's room!

Looking at the marks on the wall, he couldn't help frowning, there were four paintings hanging on the wall that had been clearly removed, and it was a recent thing. Because if it has been taken off for a long time, there will never be such traces on the wall.

The three murders occurred in different places, and the deceased died in different ways, but Feng Niang's paintings were found at the scene. And Feng Niang died more than ten years ago, what is going on?

Is someone deliberately using Feng Niang to confuse everyone, or is all this done by Feng Niang?

The more Li Canghai thought about it, the more he felt a headache, there seemed to be an inextricable relationship between these three murders, but he couldn't find any clue.

At this moment, there was a sudden scream like killing a pig outside the house, and Li Canghai heard the cry and turned the wheelchair wooden wheel out of the house.

Outside the house, Zhang Wenyuan was carrying a wooden bucket and was pouring water on Ueda Gaozhi, and Li Canghai clearly saw that there were fist-sized ice cubes in the poured water.

Ueda Takashi, on the other hand, was lying on the ground and was drenched in ice water, letting out a terrible scream.

It's not winter, but it's late autumn, and after the rain of the previous few days, the temperature has plummeted, and the climate is poured with a bucket of ice water, which is really cool.

Ueda Takashi shouted, got up from the ground, pointed at Zhang Wenyuan and shouted, "Zhang Wenyuan, what are you doing?" Did you forget to take your medicine, or did your head get squeezed by the door? In this weather, you actually poured ice water on me? ”

Zhang Wenyuan's face was gloomy, he threw the wooden barrel aside, grabbed Ueda Takashi's collar, and gritted his teeth and said, "Ueda!" I treat you as a guest and respect you, but you fucking dare to kill people in my Zhang family, and it is Lao Tzu's concubine who kills! Say, "Why do you want to kill them?" ”

Ueda Takashi was stunned for a moment, he looked at Zhang Wenyuan blankly, and said, "What are you talking about?" Who did I kill? (To be continued.) )