A figure perched precariously close to the wall with pants in her hand, and then she came to the wall to take a breath of urine. This small place is really a toilet seat, not far from here. It happened that she ran to this place and disappeared, and then she shook the flying fish and turned back.
Is it accidental or intentional! Lin Feng squatted on the surface and saw everything clearly. At that moment, it was a shadow. It can deceive people. The shadow will not sway. The shadow will disappear quickly as it changes and walks into the dark.
Windson figure fell a few flicker back to the residence, hand gently pushed into the door, plug it in and came to the bedside. Hand gently patted Peng Peng, and the bed board made a sound. The whole bed board was lifted, and there was no flaw. Judging from the sound, there must be something suspicious.
Hands along the pillow, search for the close part, touch a button, press it gently, and it’s hard to imagine a scene where the bed board is cracked and folded. It’s not that there is a box on the back of the bed.
Since it must be something important to hide here, Lin Feng bent down and took out the box with a lock from the surface, groping around to find the key. Once he pulled out the waist flying fish knife, he simply solved it in the original way.
A crisp iron lock is safe and sound. This sharp knife method can instantly kill people to cut off an ordinary lock. It can be concluded that this lock must be made through a special process without a key root.
"the key! Where! "
Lin Feng closed his eyes and tried to find the answer from those scattered memories. Shaking one will eventually give up those memories, which will increase the pain. Every moment is killing a person and rushing into the crowd with a blood knife. What kind of person is Lin Feng?
Lin Feng took a deep breath, opened his eyes, put them back in their original place, and put them here intentionally. Since there is a lock, there will also be a key. Lin Feng is not in a hurry, even if that figure is suspicious, it will definitely fail to achieve its goal, otherwise he will never try his best to blend in with the tenth battalion of the Royal Guards.
At dawn, Lin Feng pushed the door and got a fright. A man bent at the door and dusted with cleaning in his hand.
"And you are?" Windson looked at the man who had never seen a stranger before, including, of course, Sargam, Xiao Wei and Sun Xian. These people were almost strangers to windson who lost his memory.
"Adults and nobles forget things. The servants who are responsible for cleaning here mostly call me Xu Bo when they are old."
"How long has Xu Bo been here?"
"More than ten years, thousands of adults have changed here alone. Do you have anything else to ask? If there is no room to clean. "
"OK"
Lin Feng’s flash room is restored to its original state, and the bed board is paved. If you find the hidden button and root method to hit Lin Feng, you have tried to do it by your own hand. Xu Bomai stepped into his hand and quickly cleaned the dust on the wall. He came to the bed to sort it out. A person who often appears here will inevitably find the secret of the bed. The good side is locked, and you can’t beat others by your own method.
There is hardly much to tidy up in the room. Simply tidy it up. Just walk out quickly and pass by and shout "Xu Bo".
"Small" Xu Bo waved and greeted. As can be seen from the expression, the two must be very familiar with each other.
"Xu Bo, please help me clean up."
"The child is sensible if he doesn’t bother with anything."
I scratched my head a little and came out to the crowd. "Did your adult sleep well last night?"
"Good bed is big enough and quiet enough. Does Xu Bo live here?"
Nodded "I forgot to tell adults that there are two people in the 10th Battalion besides us!"
"Two people?"
"Yes, one is responsible for cleaning and guarding Xu Bo, and the other is Aunt Sun who is responsible for cooking."
"Last night’s meal should have been a light rain!"
"Aunt Sun has something at home and hasn’t come back to her hometown these days. Are you dissatisfied?"
"Nothing, just asking. Walk around with me."
"good!"
Xiao promised to breathe. "Didn’t you sleep well last night?"
"It’s a little bit, mostly because adults are a little excited to come back and drink too much soup and go out a few times." They came to the front of the courtyard to make a quick trip and push a figure with their clothes pulled back, and the whole person lay in a corner and piled up some worn quilts.
It’s not surprising that it should be beggars. Even in Beijing, there are also poor people. As the saying goes, the more beggars enter the capital in a famine year, the more beggars you see. The number of beggars has become an important criterion for Zhu Yuanzhang to measure people’s lives.
Not far away, there are beggars and vendors at the street corner, Lin Feng, who take a quick look and return. "Aren’t adults going out for a walk?"
"It’s not too late to go after a while."
The gate is so small, with a full face of doubt. I just heard it clearly behind me. It’s the adults themselves who said how to go out and walk around. How did they get to the door? Their ideas changed. I’ve seen it before, but I’ve never seen it so soon.
For a moment, Lin Feng has seen the flaw. The beggars lying on the ground are covered in rags and disheveled hair. These external things are almost the same as begging beggars along the street. The only thing is their eyes and actions. When Lin Feng appears, it is precisely this time in the morning, and it is also the best time for beggars to go out and beg for food.
If you are a beggar, when you see someone coming out at that moment, you will come rushing to beg for money or leftovers instead of lying there lazily. This kind of person has never tasted hunger.
There are also street vendors. Don’t forget that this is a city where there are few vendors. The mansion has a special responsibility for catering to food caravans. Even a tenth battalion is also equipped with special cooks. Who will care about these street vendors and set up stalls near Jinyiwei Street?
It is certain that beggars are not beggars and vendors, nor are they as simple as selling goods.
"Brother Lin"
Li Xiuer walked out of the backyard and followed by Sargam, who changed into a clean suit. The small leng with his head down behind his hair comb changed a person.
Chapter sixty-six Cook Niang die
A scream came from the backyard for a moment. Windson had reached three steps away, and his legs went off in one ear and a few people followed him with heavy steps.
A person sitting on the ground with his back bent is just cleaning the house. Xu Bo’s eyes are staring straight at the forest air inside, and a figure hangs his neck and hangs the beam of the house with his legs shaking.
Knife light flashing rope instantaneous break windson left hand conveniently grasp the body cold should die for a long time "Xu Niang how can this"?
I ran to the crowd and gasped, and my mouth was wide open. I can’t believe that the chef left here three days ago and appeared in her room. This moment has become a corpse.
"Xu Bo, you found the body?"
Xu Bo nodded his head and lifted himself from the ground without removing the dust. "Adults just want to take advantage of no one to clean up. They don’t want to push the door and see the cook hanging."
"Are you judging that the cook died by hanging?"
"this!" Xu Bo frowned. "My Lord, this is a matter of hanging a rope. If this man is dead, what is it?"
Lin Feng snorted coldly. "Everything is just a surface. Rope is just a tool. There are many ways to kill people. Whether the cook is still alive when she is dried noodles is voluntary or forced, or he may not have figured it out. It is absolutely impossible to easily conclude."
"My Lord reasoned that I was talking nonsense."
Lin Fengshen squatted at the tip of the knife and picked the rope around his neck and fell to one side. If you look closely, people can deceive people. Bodies don’t always leave valuable evidence to find out the murderer.
Besides the mark left by the rope, there is also a bruise on the neck, which is slightly larger than the palm of a person’s hand. It shouldn’t be a corpse rope lingering.
"Did your Excellency find anything?" Small probe to look at Li Xiuer together with Sargam hide and twist to one side daughter home, after all, timid, especially afraid of the dead.
"no! Who saw the deceased last? " After all, a dead person must have an account. When the Royal Guards execute orders, they can kill people. Usually, they also need to abide by big laws. This is a bad rule.
"Xu Bo"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I didn’t come back early today. If adults don’t believe me, you can ask those guarding cities who know me."
"When will Xu Niang leave?"
"Three days ago"
"What do you have with you?"
"A burden said that I didn’t go back for several years. I want to stay for a few more days this time, my Lord. No one here is in charge. It’s nothing. I just agreed."
"What is the salary of a cook?"
"Twelve taels of silver a month"
Windson nods. There must be some oil and water in this place. If you don’t go back for a few years, there will be a lot of silver in your hand. Judging from the wrinkles on Xu Niang’s face, it is also strange that a woman who doesn’t go home for a few years will judge that the other half is necessarily lacking.
Is it possible that the body is slightly pale and full-bodied and fair-skinned?
"The cook committed suicide."
"Suicide?"
"What’s wrong?"
Shook his head. "It’s natural for an adult to say suicide, but he feels strange how a good person can say death and die."