The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixian stared at the little red fish, took a long breath, and muttered: "So far, in all the cases I have seen, there is no more clue, clues more messy, and no way to start."

"More than that. If you continue to investigate, you will find that behind this case is a more terrifying undercurrent." Li Shubai put the colored glass lamp in his hand back to the small table, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "This The case will be related to the rise and fall of the queen's power in the harem and the court, the rise and fall of the Langya family, the survival of the Yiwang family, the remnants of the anti-thief Pang Xun, and even..."

Having said this, he stopped speaking, only looking at the little red fish. The expression on that face was obviously calm and unwavering, but Huang Zixia vaguely felt that her chest was stagnant, and there was an invisible coercion that made her feel. It's almost difficult to breathe.

She looked at his indifferent profile and thought in her heart, even, what is it? Is there anything that surpasses the aristocratic families, relatives of the emperor and the country, and the remnants of anti-thief? What is such an unattainable existence?

She looked at the little red fish in front of her that seemed to be pinched to death with two fingers, and remembered what Li Shubai said when she talked about the little red fish when she first met—

Do you know about this, even the current emperor clearly stated that he can't intervene, but you dare to take the upper body and say that you can handle this case?

Huang Zixia stared at this ignorant little red fish. What is the origin of this little red fish that Li Shubai has been taking by his side, and what secrets does it involve?

Sunlight shines through the car curtain on Li Shubai's face. His extremely clear and clean profile was not diminished by the light like that glazed lamp. Behind the sun, his usual elegant and elegant face looked very bright and dazzling, with scorching eyes.

She looked at Li Shubai quietly, and suddenly felt at a loss in the dilemma of God's will in the slightly bumpy car.

Kui Palace, Yubing Pavilion.

In front of Li Shubai and Huang Zixia, there was a sheet of paper seven feet long and one foot eight wide, covered with dense small print.

"This should be almost all clues to this case." Huang Zixia said.

Li Shubai stood in front of the case and read one by one.

Wang Ruo's identity: The lady of the family, but was escorted to Beijing by the Yunshaoyuan piano master, and she has learned the city's beautiful music from a girl in Jianfang since she was a child.

Feng Yiniang's death: Who was her deceased person and why she died among the refugees in Youzhou? Does Wang Ruo know?

Xianyou Temple predicted: How the man came and went freely in the heavy guards, what identity, what he had hinted at Wang Ruo's unknown past, and why the arrow that shot Pang Xun appeared.

Yongchun Temple: Who was the person who blatantly assassinated Wang Ruo in the palace? How did Wang Ruo disappear under the eyes of everyone, and the origin and intention of the half silver ingot suddenly appeared under the teacup.

The death of a beggar in Beijing: Is it related to this case? Why did she die at the same time as the female corpse that appeared in the Yongchun Hall, and she was poisoned with the same poison?

Fake female corpse: The true identity of the female corpse, the poisoned wound and the abnormal shape of the palm, how she appeared in the place where Wang Ruo disappeared, and who would use her to fake Wang Ruo's corpse.

Li Shubai looked at it again, put the paper in the Boshan furnace and burned it, then turned around and sat down on the chair, and said, "Justify those who are motivated and suspect."

Huang Zixian hesitated and said: "From the surface, the first one should be Princess Qile. She has a motive, and everyone in Beijing knows that she admires you; she has time, the day when Wang Ruo disappeared. Right in the palace."

Li Shubai said, "What else?"

"Second, Lord E. Those who went to Xishi to learn tricks didn't know if it was him. Although the motive for taking in Chen Nianniang was plausible, it seemed a bit too coincidental."

"other?"

"Third, the remnants of Pang Xun of the chaotic party, in order to avenge the prince, so I took this opportunity to start."

"and also?"

Huang Zixian hesitated for a long time before saying: "In the court, there is disagreement with the prince, or those who intend to suppress the prince's family."

"Speaking of this, there are a lot of candidates." Li Shubai's face showed a smile that was not a smile, and asked casually, "Nothing else?"

"There are also a few speculations with little possibility, such as Wang Ruo at Langya, or Yangzhou Feng Yiniang's enemy."

"But there are more signs of this case coming towards me, aren't they?"

"Yes." Huang Zixian nodded, "So it is very unlikely that their former enemies will be chased to the capital, let alone a way to act in the palace."

"As for the truth of the case, there is another possibility, you did not say." Li Shubai leaned back in the chair and looked at her with a slightly raised lips.

Huang Zixian went through the case in his mind in surprise, and said, "I don't know... what is missing?"

"It's what people in Beijing agree that ghosts and gods are causing trouble." Li Shubai leaned on the chair with arms folded, the cold smile on his face became more obvious, "Isn't it, Pang Xun, who was shot by me, must achieve that. The curse on me was cursed on me, so I first left an arrow warning at Xianyou Temple, and then snatched my prospective princess among the heavy soldiers, and finally sent the tragic death of the princess back to its original place."

"Yes, as long as it is explained in this way, the motivation, technique, and process are all completed." Huang Zixia said.

"If you really can't find it, then let the Criminal Ministry and Dali Temple close the case like this."

Huang Zixia slowly shook his head and said, "I will find out the truth. This murderer not only killed Wang Ruo, but also implicated Feng Yiniang and the four innocent beggars. Even for Chen Nianniang, even for the beggars who didn't care about anyone, I must also bring the murderer to justice. Not to mention—"

Li Shubai looked at her, and saw her look resolute, there was no hesitation in her eyes, she looked at him scorchingly, and her voice was dumb and determined.

"If I can't help you solve this case, how can I go back to Shuzhong to wash away the grievances of my parents and family?"

Li Shubai naturally remembered her promise to herself, so she didn't speak. He stared at the girl in front of him, and her gaze was cast into the sky beyond the window.

As if remembering something, she suddenly turned her head to look at him and asked, "By the way, how is your charm now?"

"Guess?" He stood up, went to the back cabinet and took out a small square box.

The square box does not have an open lock, only ninety-nine-eighty-one grids on the lid of the box, lined up with eighty character blocks, with scattered characters written on them.

Huang Zixian knew that this was a Jiugong lock, and only those eighty characters could be opened in the correct place, otherwise, the box could only be opened by destroying it.

She turned her head away, naturally not going to see how the words on Li Shubai's box were arranged. When the box opened, Li Shubai reached into it and took out an oval-shaped ball. The ball is in a semicircular shape and is placed firmly on the tabletop. There are fine cracks in the upper hemisphere, just like an egg being cut out of the shape of a lotus flower, the lower base is round, a total of three circles, and each circle has a slight bulge.

"There are twenty-four small bumps on each of the three circles of keys, all of which can be rotated left and right. Only after they are aligned to the correct position can the round box be opened. Otherwise, the contents inside will be opened in the round box. At that moment, it was twisted into pieces." Li Shubai said while adjusting the dark spot.

It seems that Li Shubai did hide that spell very well.

As the next three circles were rotated to the correct position, Li Shubai put the round box on the table and raised his hand to press the dome. The round box like a stalk was pulled by the machine button, and suddenly one piece burst apart. , Like a wood-carved lotus flower, blooms instantly in front of them.

In the middle of patches of lotus flowers, there was that spell lying quietly.

The paper of the spell is thick and slightly yellow, two inches wide and eight inches long. On the weird shading, the six words "widow, disabled, lonely, and sick" are still as vivid as they were just written.

On the word "solitary", the blood-colored circle is still dripping with vermilion. And above the word "Widow", the original bright red circle has already faded away, leaving only a faint red trace, which is the same as the word "Widow" at the beginning, and has faded the blood color that had already been circled.

Huang Zixian looked up at Li Shubai in amazement.

He flicked his hands, and the blooming round box was like at the beginning, and the petals closed and returned to a half-ellipse.

"Obviously, this marriage has disappeared invisible-I seem to have escaped the cursed disaster again."

Li Shubai didn't seem to care. He put the round box into the square box, disrupting the Jiugong lock on it, and put it in the cabinet in the same way, with a soothing posture as before.

Huang Zixia asked silently: "Your charm has been kept here properly?"

"I don't know if it's proper, at least I rarely show it to others." He slowly raised his eyes to look at her and said, "Perhaps it can be said that after leaving Xuzhou, you are the only person who has seen it except me."

Huang Zixian's heart felt a strange blood surge. She looked up and saw his gaze, faint and deep, he seemed to be looking at her, and he didn't seem to be looking at her. He was looking at something distant and illusory, or perhaps, just looking at something close at hand but out of reach.

Huang Zixian turned his face involuntarily, avoiding his eyes, and looked out the window like an escape.

In the Yubing Pavilion, only the breathing of the two reverberated gently, and the sound of the birds outside the window was mixed with one or two cicadas, which made people suddenly realize that the late spring is over and the early summer is coming.