Tang Dynasty detective

Chapter 487
Li Canghai nodded. On the papers he picked up, there were also some poems written on them, and the descriptions were all romantic events, which really didn't seem to have any clues.

"Why did Hongmei choose to commit suicide at this time?" Zhang Wenyuan looked at Hongmei's cold body, stomped his feet, and cursed bitterly.

Li Canghai glanced at him, Hongmei's death didn't seem to have any effect on him, all he cared about was the bloody disaster that Li Canghai said.

Hongmei didn't die sooner or later, but committed suicide when the construction of the Baihua Building was started. Isn't this just a testament to Li Canghai's saying that the field cannot be moved?

Li Canghai frowned in disgust. Not only did he not feel sad at all when his concubine died, but he was worried about his Baihualou. This kind of indifferent person made him gain insight.

However, loathing is loathing, Li Canghai can still distinguish the priorities in front of the murder case.

Judging from all the signs at the scene, this was a suicide.

But what puzzled Li Canghai was that the deceased seemed to have no reason to commit suicide.

From the conversation between the woman in blue and the other female relatives, it can be seen that the deceased did not have any abnormalities during his lifetime, and it is reasonable to say that he should not commit suicide suddenly.

What puzzled him the most was that the deceased committed suicide, why did he bring the 'Picture of Aoxue Hanmei' with him?
The scene was messy, and it seemed that the deceased was holding the 'Aoxue Hanmei' to appreciate it, but suddenly went crazy, and then destroyed everything in the room before hanging up the white silk and hanging himself to death.

"Is this painting so magical? Can it confuse people's minds?" Conan walked over, took the painting in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

Li Canghai didn't speak. He propped his chin with his right hand. After sweeping through the messy room, he pushed the wooden wheelchair and walked directly under Bai Ling.

Under the beam of the room where Bai Ling was, there was a round mahogany stool half a foot high.

Li Canghai thought for a while, helped up the mahogany round stool, and put it under the white silk. He compared the distance between the white silk and the round stool, and suddenly said, "Brother Nan, look here!"

Conan was looking at the "Picture of Aoxue Hanmei", when he heard Li Canghai's shout, he hurried over, looked at the white silk and the round stool, and asked in surprise, "How could this happen?"

Li Canghai frowned, and said solemnly: "The stool is half a foot high, and the beam to the ground is about ten feet, and the white silk is more than three feet, which means there is still a distance of six and a half feet between the white silk and the round stool."

Conan looked at the corpse lying next to him, and then said: "The deceased is less than six feet tall, even if he is standing on a round stool, there should be a half-foot distance from Bai Ling. This half-foot gap is not enough at all. Let the dead man's neck hang on the white silk, that is to say..."

"This is a homicide! It's not a suicide!" Li Canghai said deeply.

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

"What? You said that Hongmei didn't commit suicide, but homicide? How...how is this possible?" Zhang Wenyuan stared in surprise.

Conan nodded and explained to everyone: "The deceased was less than six feet tall, but there was a distance of six and a half feet between the white silk and the wooden stool. Even if the deceased stepped on the stool, the neck would not be able to reach the white silk. So , she definitely did not commit suicide, but homicide!"

Zhang Wenyuan's brows were tightly frowned, twisted into the word 'Chuan', he shook his head and said: "This is impossible, Hongmei has always been well-behaved and has no enmity with others, how could anyone want to kill her?"

After thinking for a while, Li Canghai said, "Mr. Zhang, who was the first to discover the deceased?"

Zhang Wenyuan said: "It's a maidservant. She is Hongmei's maid. She came to deliver breakfast to Hongmei this morning. After knocking for a long time, she didn't see the door open, so she looked through the crack of the door and found that Hongmei had already hanged herself." On this beam."

"Excuse me, please send someone to guard the room. No one is allowed to enter. The rest of the people follow me out. I have something to ask." Li Canghai said.

Zhang Wenyuan nodded, and immediately asked his servant to guard the room, and then he left here with his family and followed Li Canghai.

Coming to a gazebo in the courtyard, Li Canghai looked at the people in front of him.

Apart from those maids and servants, these people can be said to be the most important people in the Zhang family.

There are three men and four women, Zhang Wenyuan, Yu Chengen, Ueda Takashi, and Zhang Wenyuan's four concubines.

"There's a murder case right now, I want to know what you're doing from midnight to this morning?" Li Canghai said, sweeping his eyes over everyone.

Ueda Takashi snorted in displeasure, and said, "What do you mean? Could it be that you are suspecting that I will kill Brother Zhang's concubine?"

Li Canghai didn't speak yet, but Yu Chengen smiled and said, "Mr. Ueda, brother Li also wanted to find out the truth, and didn't say that I would kill someone, so why are you angry?"

Zhang Wenyuan frowned, and said with a gloomy face: "If Hongmei commits suicide, I can ignore it. But if she commits suicide, I have no choice but to care! A woman who dares to kill me, Zhang Wenyuan, is against me, Zhang Wenyuan! I am determined not to spare him!"

Yu Chengen thought for a while and said: "In that case, let me say it first. After the banquet last night, I went back to my room to sleep. Because I drank too much wine, my internal organs felt like they were on fire, so I ran to the door I vomited. After I vomited, I accidentally fell asleep against the door frame. The maid Liangchen saw me, helped me into the house, made me some hangover soup, and stayed in my room to take care of me until dawn .”

"When was that?" Li Canghai asked.

"Well, I can't remember the exact time, probably around the time of Chou." Yu Chengen said.

Li Canghai nodded, and asked Ueda Takashi, "Mr. Ueda, where were you last night?"

Ueda Takashi clasped his hands in his sleeves and snorted, "Of course I'm sleeping in the room, otherwise where else would I go?"

"Mr. Ueda was sleeping all night? Did he ever leave?" Li Canghai asked.

Ueda Takashi glared at him, and said displeasedly: "Why, you don't believe me? Do you want me to find someone to prove it?"

Li Canghai stared at him for a while, then said indifferently: "Mr. Ueda has someone to prove it, so it is naturally excellent."

"It's unreasonable! When you are sleeping, do you need someone to watch over you?" Ueda Takashi said angrily.

"So, Mr. Ueda has no witnesses?" Li Canghai said while rubbing his chin.

"No, no!" Ueda Takashi said angrily.

Li Canghai looked him up and down, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ueda Takashi saw the smile rising from the corner of his mouth, and shivered involuntarily.

"Now it's my turn. I slept in Ah Zhu's room last night. From midnight to early morning, I never left the room." Zhang Wenyuan said without hesitation.

The woman named A Zhu blushed instantly, bowed her head and said: "That's true, the master and I slept in the same bed, and we didn't get up until the servant brought breakfast."

(End of this chapter)