Chapter 190 Company...

Tang Feishuang may have some talent, but her reputation has become more and more popular in recent years. I don't know if the Tang family is behind her.To put it bluntly, he is just a wealthy young man who is under the protection of his family. He is full of literary knowledge, but he may not be able to implement it in practice.

After leaving the Tai Chi Hall, Tang Feishuang's face was still pale and ugly, and she was obviously hit hard by Du Lingchun's heart-wrenching words.He silently walked down the steps. For some reason, he suddenly turned around and shouted: "Gongsun Zhuoyu——"

Gongsun Zhuoyu walked slowly behind. Hearing the words, he raised his head slightly and said, "What do you think, Mr. Tang?"

Tang Feishuang paused and pointedly said: "Luo Jianming may not be the murderer, but he is inseparable from the case. Back then, Mo Yanwu treated him with great kindness, and the whole Mo family was beheaded. How could he sit idly by and ignore it?"?”

After saying that, he glanced at Du Lingchun and walked away, still frivolous.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was different. He had been very tactful since he was born. He gently pulled Du Lingchun's sleeve and whispered: "Master, please don't be angry."

Du Lingchun was naturally angry, but when he saw the hand holding his sleeve, he put out the fire inexplicably and sneered: "Our company never gets angry with idiots."

He is the kind of person who never talks nonsense when he can take action. No matter how many words he quarrels with, it is not as satisfying as killing him with a knife.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was thinking about what Tang Feishuang said just now. He pulled Du Lingchun's sleeves and gently tugged twice: "Can I ask the company for a favor?"

Du Lingchun looked at him sideways, wondering what was worthy of him using the word "begging", and frowned slightly: "Say."

Gongsun Zhuoyu said: "Luo Jianming is still under suspicion and cannot be let go. We also ask the company to find a place to temporarily detain him."

Du Lingchun: "You thought it was something difficult. Why, did you really believe Tang Feishuang's lies?"

The other party might be deliberately misleading his investigation ideas.

Gongsun Zhuoyu said: "If there are too many coincidences, it may not be a coincidence. Luo Jianming had enmity with these four people at the same time, and none of these four people were on duty in the palace that night when they were killed, and he was so skillful in using the fast sword. Since he has good martial arts, is the best among the Yulin Guards, how come he was injured this morning, and it was such a coincidence that it was his right arm."

Just like Tang Feishuang said, even if he is not the murderer, he cannot escape his involvement.

Du Lingchun thought that the emperor only gave half a month's time limit. If the murderer could not be found, there should be a scapegoat for Gongsun Zhuoyu to report. Luo Jianming might be useful: "In that case, if he is taken to the prison of Jinglu Division, he will have wings.It can’t fly out either.”

This morning, the guards were searching vigorously for a man with a wounded right arm, fearing that they might have alerted the enemy. Under normal circumstances, the murderer would most likely not commit another crime until he recovered from his injuries, and would only find a place to hide.

Paper is expensive in Daye, so the book industry is underdeveloped.Gongsun Zhuoyu sent people to investigate and found that although there were hundreds of bookstores in the entire capital, only six had recently purchased a new batch of "Collections of Poems."

He circled the residences of the four deceased people on the map and chose the ones closest to them. Finally, he found that Wanli Bookstore was the closest.I dressed up and started my old business of "incognito private interviews" again.

Gongsun Zhuoyu pretends to be a scholar. At first glance, it seems like that.He stood at the door and looked for a long time. He found that there was no one inside, and then walked into the bookstore while waving the folding fan.

The shopkeeper was dozing off, but when he heard the noise, he immediately raised his head, like a man who has been in drought for a long time. His eyes lit up when he looked at Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Sir, what books do you want to buy?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu shook his fan and said nothing, thinking in his heart about how to formulate his words.The clinker shopkeeper saw this but misunderstood. He secretly took out a book from under the cabinet and handed it to him with a snickering smile: "Sir, do you want to take a look at this? The beauty picture just came out, it is absolutely beautiful."

When Gongsun Zhuoyu heard this, he glanced subconsciously. Who would have thought that it was an erotic painting, or one with rather rough painting skills? He frowned and threw it away: "Shoddy stuff."

The shopkeeper hurriedly picked it up and said, "Hey, sir, if you don't like it, there are other ones. This one. What do you think of this one?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu had mean eyes. When he heard this, he glanced at it subconsciously and found that it was a picture of Long Yang. His eyes widened and his face became irritated. He threw it back like a hot potato: "What a mess!"

When the shopkeeper saw that he was angry, he had no choice but to say: "Sir, I asked you what you wanted to buy, but you didn't say anything and I showed you the good stuff. Instead, you threw away my book. What kind of logic is this?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu frowned: "Do you have the Collection of Miscellaneous Poems at home?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper exclaimed, pulled out a blue-covered book from the bookshelf above and handed it to him: "What did I think you wanted? It turns out to be a collection of poems."

Gongsun Zhuoyu took it over and looked at it, and found that the paper was new, the ink was new, and the layout was the same as the one sent by the murderer: "How long ago did you get this book?"

The shopkeeper is always a little sensitive to such irrelevant questions, and may suspect that he is someone sent by the bookstore next door: "Young master is so good, why do you ask this?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu said casually: "How many books have you bought? I want them all."

The shopkeeper's face lit up when he heard this: "Young master, you have a good eye. This is a new product that I bought half a month ago. I bought a total of twenty copies, sold three copies, and left seventeen copies."

He made a calculation: "Forty pages of paper, a total of eighty poems printed, I count you thirteen taels of silver per book, a total of two hundred and twenty-one taels, you can give me two hundred and twenty taels."

Gongsun Zhuoyu interrupted him: "You said you sold three copies of this poetry collection, but do you still remember who it was sold to?"

The shopkeeper is a native of Beijing and has lived here for more than ten years. After hearing this, he thought for a moment and said: "Shusheng Li from West Street, and the little lady from the Liu family, and then..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu asked: "Who?"

The shopkeeper scratched his head and tried to remember: "Hiss... he is a young man. He is wearing a bamboo hat and a long sword on his back. His face cannot be seen clearly. He must have come from other places. He took the book and left."

Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Which way did you go?"

The shopkeeper felt that Gongsun Zhuoyu was strange: "I'm just a book seller. How can I remember so much?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his eyebrows and put a piece of broken silver on his table: "Think about it carefully, which way did you go?"

The shopkeeper raised his chin and pointed to a street opposite the book store: "Luohua Hutong, that alley is full of low-class fireworks women. The young man looks respectable and probably doesn't live there. He probably goes to see the pink heads."of."

When he said the next sentence, there was a dirty look in his eyes.

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that you knew him quite well, so he probably went there a lot. He put the "Collection of Poems" in his sleeve, turned around and left the bookstore: "I know, thank you very much."

The shopkeeper was anxious from behind: "Sir, didn't you say you want all the remaining poetry collections?!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu said loudly without looking back: "I lied to you!"

This shopkeeper is too simple. He must be taught a lesson to let him know what it means to be evil.

Gongsun Zhuoyu headed straight towards Luohua Hutong.It's daytime now, every door is closed, and the girls are probably still sleeping.He searched all the way along the alley, not missing any clues. When he came to a poplar tree, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye and stopped.

Gongsun Zhuoyu walked around the tree and walked towards the alley wall on the right. He found two bloody fingerprints on the white wall. After oxidation over time, they had turned dark red and could not be seen without looking carefully.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was deep in thought, imagining that he was the murderer. He stumbled inside with his right arm covered. Because he was weak and needed something to support his body, he instinctively held onto the wall.

If there is blood on the wall, there must be blood on the ground as well.

Gongsun Zhuoyu squatted on the ground and moved forward little by little.Because the soil was dark in color, blood marks were difficult to detect. He stared at it for a long time before he found some traces.After searching all the way to a house in the deepest part of the alley, the blood stains disappeared.

The door in front of me is a bit old and not as gorgeous as other courtyard doors. There is only a lantern hanging on it.Gongsun Zhuoyu quietly climbed up the wall and found that there were no men in the courtyard. There was only a girl in plain clothes fetching water from the well and starching and washing clothes.

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't dare to make a sound for fear of disturbing the grass and alerting the snake. He observed for a moment, landed quietly, turned around and left.

He went all the way back to the company's house, intending to let Du Lingchun send several experts to keep an eye on this place secretly. However, he happened to pass by the Chaoshou Veranda and found that the other party was feeding fish by the railing, while Song Xitang was standing beside him, reporting something in a low voice.thing.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was hesitating whether to go over or not. Du Lingchun spotted him as soon as he raised his head. He threw a handful of fish food in his hand into the lake, causing a group of carps to fight. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Standing in the distance is sneaky."No matter what you do, you still can't come over."

Gongsun Zhuoyu immediately ran over in small steps: "Company."

Song Xitang asked with a smile: "Brother Zhuoyu, where did you come from?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu said subconsciously: "Ah, I just went to Luohua Hutong."

At this moment, he suddenly seemed careless again.

Song Xitang was stunned when he heard this. He probably didn't expect that he had such a hobby. He looked at him strangely and awkwardly advised: "Brother Zhuoyu is in his prime, so you should take care of yourself."

Du Lingchun looked straight at him, frowned, and said in a dangerous tone: "Did you go to Luohua Hutong?"

When Gongsun Zhuoyu heard this, he realized what he had said. He quickly waved his hand and explained: "No, no, no, I didn't go! I definitely didn't go!"

Song Xitang glanced at him and reminded him kindly: "Brother Zhuoyu, you just said you were going."

Gongsun Zhuoyu said nervously: "I just went there to investigate the case, not to look for flowers. I just went in to take a look and didn't do anything!"

It's okay that he didn't explain, but he changed his story again and again, getting darker and darker.On the contrary, it makes people feel that there is something wrong with him.

Du Lingchun's chest rose and fell for a moment, and his heart suddenly became gloomy and tight, as if a stone had been pressed against him, an indescribable scratching.He said expressionlessly: "It's not wrong for Lord Gongsun to admire Ai at a young age. After thinking about it, Your Majesty shouldn't have given you the position of Jing Zhaoyin. He should have given it to a few stunning beauties."

After saying this, he threw all the fish food in his hand into the lake, shook his sleeves and robes, turned and left: "I still have something to do, Mr. Song, please go back. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Song Xitang had no choice but to agree, wondering how Du Lingchun could change his attitude again. Even if he was moody, there should be a reason.Just as he was about to ask Gongsun Zhuoyu, he saw the latter quickly catching up with Du Lingchun and disappearing in a moment.

"Company! Company, wait!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he chased him all the way: "Sir, I didn't look for flowers! I really just looked at him and didn't do anything!"

Du Lingchun walked quickly and waved his sleeves coldly: "Explain to me whether you can do it or not."

Gongsun Zhuoyu: QAQ.

Du Lingchun walked into the study all the way and was about to close the door with his backhand. Gongsun Zhuoyu quickly stopped him with quick eyes and hands, and squeezed in at every opportunity. Because of his nervousness, he could not speak clearly: "Company..."

Apart from saying this, he didn't seem to know how to explain it. His eyes were helpless, making people feel that he was wronged for no reason.

Gongsun Zhuoyu closed the door behind him and explained in a low voice: "I just went there to investigate the case. Someone saw the murderer going to the alley, so I followed him in."

Du Lingchun thought to himself what kind of women lived in the alley. Who would believe Gongsun Zhuoyu if he said he had done nothing?He turned around to calm down the unfounded anger in his heart. Thinking about his incomplete body and not even a decent man, his eyes became darker and darker, and his fingertips unconsciously clenched tightly, almost sinking into his flesh.

Du Lingchun scolded him coldly: "Get out!"

Seeing that he was angry, Gongsun Zhuoyu originally wanted to explain, but he didn't know what his reaction was, so he was stunned for a moment.

Why would Du Lingchun be angry at going to the land of fireworks by himself...

Gongsun Zhuoyu saw that Du Lingchun's back was turned to him. He hesitated for a moment, tentatively stretched out his hand to hold him, then slowly tightened his fingertips and whispered: "Company..."

The author has something to say: Gongsun Zhuoyu (shy): I am still a virgin.