Chapter 77
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Outside the carriage, Hui Mo, who was walking slowly with the carriage, frowned in confusion. How could an assassination be a good thing? Last night, if he or Lady Ning didn't react in time, Lady Ning would have died in Phoenix Terrace.
He continued to listen while looking around vigilantly.
Ning Shu's voice was soft and firm: "Originally, the other party made Empress Zhou's ghost appear in front of thousands of people yesterday. It was a very good move. When I saw that scene, even I was stunned. This move was simply wonderful. But his mistake was that he didn't restrain himself and took the opportunity to kill me. Instead, he revealed a flaw. This means that I have been investigating Niinu's matter and dissecting Niinu's body, which made him feel threatened. It also made me start to suspect: I always thought that the center of this case was Cloud Leaf. Maybe I was wrong. Niinu is the most important part, and Cloud Leaf was only poisoned because he accidentally saw the process of her death. "
Xiahou Qing was silent for a moment, apparently thinking about her words: "How many suspects do you have?"
Ning Shu slowly said: "At present, there are two things that can be confirmed: First, Niinu and Yun Ruohui must have a deep and confidential relationship. Yesterday, when he said in the nightmare," Don't blame me, you shouldn't have come, Nian – ", the word after that should be the word 'slave'. There is also the small portrait in his sleeve to prove it.
Second, the opera troupe that Niinu was in two years ago was bought by the Third Prince Xiao Yunyan. After that, more than a dozen girls in the troupe didn't have any contact with the troupe leader. What happened to those girls is worth investigating. "
Xiahou Qing nodded and said in a clear voice: "Investigate it as soon as possible. I hope you won't waste the life that I saved you before."
Ning Shu also had the same idea. The morning bell of the seventh day had already rung. Whether it was the time she promised Madame Yun or the time to meet the Golden Buddha, there were less than nine days left.
Following their analysis, the carriage soon stopped in front of the Nanping Mansion. Ning Shu put on her veiled hat and followed him into the mansion. This time, the treatment was much better than last time. Xiahou Qing magnanimously sent Jiu Si and Hui Mo to help her move all the files in the Third Prince's residence and read them together with her.
Jiusi is worthy of being taught by Xiahou Qing to read ten lines at a glance. He flips through the files very fast. Ning Shu is not much slower than him. Soon, the files they have read are piled up in front of them. Only Hui Mo begins to feel dizzy after flipping through a few books.
"Shouldn't investigating a case be something cool and heroic? I watched the great detectives in the drama. As soon as they appeared on the scene, their eyes would sweep around the crime scene a few times. Then, they would pinch their fingers and immediately pinch the murderer. Why do we keep drowning in all kinds of files and files? "
Ning Shu's eyes continued to work. She diverted some of her attention to him and comforted him with a smile, "That's why it's just a drama. Most of the solving process of a case requires a lot of time to search for clues. This process is destined to be boring. Especially the older the case, the harder it is to find clues. This is even more important. In this dynasty, the princes can leave the palace and open a mansion after they are crowned at the age of fifteen. The files in the Third Prince's residence are only five years old. It's not a long time. Be patient. "
Hui Mo let out a depressed sigh and then calmed down.
The hall quickly returned to silence. Except for the sound of several people flipping through the books, there was only the sound of Xiahou Qing's fingertips playing chess.
Ning Shu watched from seven in the morning until noon. When she was tired, she raised her head and twisted her sore neck. Then, she looked at Xiahou Qing who was sitting under the window.
The bright light outside the window jumped in through the window lattice and quietly went through the bead curtain. It fell on his face and clearly reflected the curve of his side profile on the wall. In front of him was a white jade chessboard. There were nineteen horizontal and vertical lines on the chessboard. There were three hundred and sixty-one intersection points. He held white in his left hand and black in his right hand. He placed chess pieces one by one on the chessboard without any delay.
Ning Shu was amazed and blinked her eyes. Then, she looked at Hui Mo and Jiu Si who were quite calm. It seemed that this scene was rare and ordinary. She thought for a while and guessed that Xiahou Qing was born with an amazing memory. Remembering the layout of the chessboard was just a small matter. Even if God's favored son was blind, he would never allow himself to be disabled.
This man was really respectable and scary.
Ning Shu thought about her neck. Hmm, it was still hateful.
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