People are in Zhenguan, solving crimes scientifically

Chapter 57 Where is it hidden?

When Sun Fujia heard Lin Feng's words, he suddenly realized.

He said that with Lin Feng's sharp tongue, Zhao Minglu, who questioned Lin Feng at that time, was directly scolded by Lin Feng and cried. How to face this Zhao Qian, but there was no explanation.

Now it seems that Lin Feng has already known it in his heart. Zhao Minglu is a scholar, and he feels guilty and is easily woken up by scolding, but this arrogant Zhao Qian... Lin Feng obviously knows that wasting words is useless, so he simply proves it with facts.

Sun Fuga said: "Do you need my help?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "I'll look for clues first."

He turned to look at the weak Zhao and said, "Where did your husband's ghost finally stop?"

Zhao raised her hand tremblingly and said, "It's... just three feet away in front of my bed."

"Three feet in front of the bed?"

Lin Feng walked over, found a seat, and said, "Here?"

Zhao said: "Move back a little bit."

Lin Feng took half a step back: "What about this time?"

"It's there."

Lin Feng lowered his head and looked at the ground, only to see that his feet were very clean.

He thought for a while, then raised his head and looked above his head, and saw a horizontal beam lying there quietly.

Lin Feng's eyes flickered slightly and he said, "Zhao Shiwu."

"Father, what are your orders?"

Lin Feng whispered something in Zhao Shiwu's ear.

Zhao Shiwu immediately moved a stool to put it under his feet. The burly man jumped up and grabbed the beam with both hands. With both arms strong, his muscles were coiled with veins, he did pull-ups, and his head went directly to the top of the beam. , looking towards the beam.

Not long after, Zhao Shiwu jumped down.

He said something in Lin Feng's ear.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, seeming a little surprised, but quickly regained his composure and nodded slightly.

When Lu Chenhe saw this scene, he touched his chin, thoughtfully.

Lin Feng looked toward the door and happened to see Lu Chenhe's expression. He smiled and said, "It seems that Lu Changshi has some ideas?"

Lu Chenhe waved his hands hurriedly: "It's just a wild thought, just a wild thought."

Lin Feng smiled, looked at Zhao, and said, "When your husband's ghost came in through the door, it was floating in the air about two feet high?"

Zhao thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

Lin Feng subconsciously rubbed the thumb and index finger of his right hand gently, nodded, and continued: "Your husband's ghost came back to see you and didn't say anything? Could it be that he just missed you and wanted to scare you? Then your husband's temper is terrible. It’s a bit nasty.”

Mrs. Zhao was frightened by Lin Feng and turned even paler. Zhao Yanran couldn't help but support Ms. Zhao and glared at Lin Feng: "Why are you deliberately trying to scare people?"

"Auntie, he is just trying to scare you, there is nothing wrong with him." Zhao Yanran comforted Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao patted the back of Zhao Yanran's hand to thank Zhao Yanran. She looked at Lin Feng and said, "He kept repeating two sentences."

"What are you talking about?" Lin Feng asked.

Wei Zheng and others also listened.

Zhao said: "He kept repeating... Where is my baby, why isn't it by my side?"

Where is my baby? Why isn't it by my side?

Lin Feng thought for a while and said with a faint smile: "Your husband is reminding you not to put good things for him when he is buried with him. Are you treating your husband harshly?"

Ms. Zhao quickly shook her head: "No...I, I didn't mean it. Yes, my sister said that my husband has always been simple, so he should be simple."

When Zhao Qian heard this, her fat face raised a cold eyebrow: "What does this have to do with me? You listened when I said this. Who told you not to persist? Why didn't brother come to me?"

"Don't you blame me?"

Mrs. Zhao shook her head: "I...I, a concubine, how can I make the decision?"

Zhao Qian put her hands on her hips: "It's all your fault, stop making excuses."

Zhao Yanran couldn't help but said: "Aunt, it was indeed you who made the decision at that time..."

"shut up!"

Zhao Qian was very forceful: "You are an outsider, how can you interrupt!"

Zhao Yanran's eyes couldn't help but turn red. She lowered her head, looking aggrieved. It really made me feel pity for her.

What a family drama... Lin Feng coughed and said, "Let's not talk about the burial for now."

He looked at Mrs. Zhao and asked curiously: "Your husband said his treasure? What good things does he have, and he still cares so much about his death?"

Ms. Zhao shook her head: "I don't know either. Unless he takes the initiative to show me my husband's things, I never take care of them."

Zhao Yanran raised her head and couldn't help but look at Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian glared: "Look at what I am doing. I don't know what is precious or not."

The thoughts of these people are very interesting... Lin Feng thought for a moment, then took a closer look at the room. After confirming that there was nothing special, he turned around and came outside the room.

Zhao's room has only one window, and there is a pillar on the side of the window near the door.

On the other side is a blooming osmanthus tree.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus fills the air.

A gust of night wind blew, and Lin Feng couldn't help but shiver. It was really cold in the second half of the night.

"Ah."

Zhao Yanran coughed suddenly at this time, and Zhao Qian said with a look of disgust on her face: "You have been infected with the cold since the beginning of my Zhao family. It has been more than two months and it has not improved... I am thinking, our Zhao family The house is like this now, is it because of the influence of you, a sick man?"

Zhao Yanran's plain face became even paler. She lowered her head and wiped tears secretly without speaking.

Mrs. Zhao sighed and patted the back of Zhao Yanran's hand gently, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

Seeing Wei Zheng frowning, Lu Chenhe shouted directly: "Zhao Qian, that's enough, stop talking. Wei Gong and the others are deciding the case, so don't say anything irrelevant." Zhao Qian was obviously afraid of the people in the government. Although she was dissatisfied, she really didn't want to talk. Dare to speak easily.

Her ears were finally clear... Lin Feng looked at Zhao: "How did the shadow outside the window you see in the room float?"

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly raised her hand and pointed at the window: "That's it, from left to right, then from right to left, then suddenly disappeared, and then the door opened."

Left to right, right to left?
It's really floating around.

Lin Feng thought for a while, then looked at Zhao: "How did your husband leave in the end?"

Mrs. Zhao shook her head and said: "I'm not in good health and I'm timid. I was frightened and fainted. I don't know how he left... Some maids were out at night and passed by my door and found me. The door was open and there was blood on the ground, and then he screamed and woke me up."

There was no surprise on Lin Feng's face, as if he had expected this.

He turned to look at Lu Chenhe and said, "Lu Changshi."

Lu Chenhe was very polite and said hurriedly: "What orders do Mr. Lin have?"

Lin Feng's current status is quite special, let's say official, no, he is still a prisoner, let's say he is a prisoner, and he can even give orders to him, a long history official, so Lu Chenhe simply calls Lin Feng Master Lin. Isn't this a good title? bad.

Lin Feng said: "Have you searched the Zhao Mansion since you came here?"

Lu Chenhe said hurriedly: "We have searched it."

"To be honest, Mr. Lin, I don't believe in any rumors about ghosts at all, so the first thing I do here is to order people to search the Zhao Mansion, hoping to find the person or thing pretending to be a ghost... …But it’s really strange, we searched the entire Zhao Mansion and couldn’t find anything pretending to be a ghost.”

"No blood-stained prison uniforms...at all."

Lin Feng said: "Have all rooms been searched?"

"Everything has been searched."

"What about places outside the room? Like a garden, like a rockery?"

Lu Chenhe said: "I also had people search it, but nothing was found."

"Did you find any special ashes?" Lin Feng continued to ask.

Lu Chenhe's eyes moved slightly: "Are you suspecting that...the clothes were burned?"

Lin Feng said: "If it cannot be found, there is a possibility that it will be destroyed."

Lu Chenhe still shook his head: "No."

Lin Feng nodded slightly, turned to look at the people in the Zhao Mansion, and said, "Has anyone left tonight?"

The housekeeper of the Zhao Mansion said hurriedly: "No one has left. Our door has always been closed, and there are people guarding the door."

When Zhao Shiwu heard this, he couldn't help but said: "This is strange... No one left, and nothing was found... Then where did this ghost go?"

Sun Fujia also frowned.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and looked at Zhao: "When it is haunted, do you know what time it is?"

Zhao recalled: "I seemed to hear the sound of the watchman...it seemed to be midnight."

"Child time..."

Lin Feng asked again: "When did the maid find you fainted?"

Zhao said: "It shouldn't be until midnight."

"It's just a moment!"

A clear, cold voice without any emotion suddenly sounded.

Lin Feng followed the sound and found that the speaker was none other than Zhao Fang, Zhao Qian's son, who had been squatting on the ground and playing with ants without saying a word from beginning to end.

He once thought that there was something wrong with the kid's head. After all, Zhao Fang was eight years old, which was the age when he should be curious about everything. But he was not curious at all about such a wonderful ghost-catching thing, and insisted on playing with ants.

He looked at Zhao Fang with a smile and said, "How do you know?"

Zhao Fang was very surprised: "I just know, why do I need to ask the reason?"

Uh... Lin Feng was asked.

Zhou Songlin, Zhao Minglu's uncle, said hurriedly: "Quinzi has been very sensitive to time since he was a child. Even if he falls asleep, he can tell the time clearly when he wakes up."

Hey...a child prodigy with special abilities in time?
Sun Fujia looked at Lin Feng and reasoned with Lin Feng. He said: "Ghosts appeared around Zishi, and they were discovered at Zishi... Counting the time in the house, there was actually not much time for this ghost. "

“Less time to deal with follow-up matters.”

"With such little time, there is no time to do anything."

"If there are no ashes, it means it is not burned. Unlike other clothes, it cannot be burned in a short time. This can also prove that it is not burned. At the same time, no one has gone out from the door... Then there is only one possibility."

He took a deep breath and said: "The things pretending to be ghosts are still in the Zhao Mansion, but the government has already searched them and found nothing... So where can these things be hidden?"

He paced back and forth, looking a little anxious: "Where is it hidden that will never be searched?"

In fact, after seeing Lin Feng's inspection process, Sun Fujia, who had some experience in catching ghosts, could already guess the general method of pretending to be a ghost.

He didn't waste time following Lin Feng these past few days.

But this method... still requires the cooperation of the ghost pretender to be verified.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to catch the pretender!

We must find the decisive evidence of the ghost... to help Lin Feng find out the ghost, so that Lin Feng can give the ghost as a gift to everyone in the Zhao family.

But where is it hidden...

Sun Fujia was anxious and couldn't figure anything out. Lu Chenhe also frowned and concentrated. He kept looking at the beams and the pillars and osmanthus trees outside. He seemed to have figured out something, but he was also worried because he couldn't find any evidence. .

Lin Feng stood at the door, his brain running rapidly. He was also thinking about some issues, but he was thinking about something different from Sun Fuga and others.

He didn't dwell on where things were hidden.

What he was struggling with was another thing - Lin Feng stared at the pool of blood at the door and squinted his eyes.

(End of this chapter)