The Delicate Lady Coroner Chapter 83: Sihexiang 23

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Chapter 83 Sihexiang 23

Huo Weilou walked into the yamen, and Sun Zhao held an umbrella for him and walked beside him. As he walked, he asked: "Master Marquis, I have been put into the cell, are you going to interrogate now?"

The embroidered clothes envoy arrived on horseback, which was naturally much faster than the carriage. Huo Weilou nodded, "Now review."

Sun Zhao ordered Wu Xiang to go ahead. When Huo Weilou arrived at the government prison cell, Han Qi was already kneeling in the side hall on the west side of the cell.

Huo Weilou walked through the door and sat down first. He came all the way in the rain. His body was stained with moisture, his hair was slightly damp, and the hem of his robe and official boots left a string of water stains on the ground. The door was wide open. , the heavy downpour made a heart-shaking sound on the bluestone floor outside, and the cold wind rushed in, causing Han Qilong, who was soaked all over, to turn pale.

Huo Weilou's eyes were colder than the biting cold wind. He stared at Han Qi for a moment and said, "Now that you have admitted your crime, tell me clearly how you murdered them. I will listen. ”

After saying this, Huo Weilou looked at Han Qi's left hand, while Han Qi lowered his head and clenched his hands into fists at his side, "I, the first person to harm was Xu Xu from the south of the city. The girl at home——"

"I couldn't help but ghostwrite for Mr. Lu. Normally, I also copied picture books and poetry collections and sold them. Around Weiyang Lake, I sold singing and singing books for restaurants, and I also sold opera books for people on the boat. However, there were also legendary storybooks specially for ladies from aristocratic families, which I also sold. After going there more, I got to know the Lingxiao Poetry Society."

"I have literary talent, but I can only do ghostwriting business all day long. If the paintings I draw are signed with my own name, it can cost as little as dozens of coins or as much as a few taels of silver. It can be replaced by Lu Wenhe's name. Just because he has an uncle who offers wine at the Imperial Academy, he can sell his name dozens of times more than me. I am dissatisfied, but for the sake of livelihood, I have to do this."

Han Qi swallowed hard, "Those noble girls from the aristocratic families in the Lingxiao Poetry Society, how do they know anything about literary talent? The first time I saw them swimming in the lake on a boat, I felt jealous. Then one day , my sister helped me deliver the script, and happened to see someone falling into the lake. She was there to watch the fun, but she was treated as a maid of those ladies and asked her to deliver clothes. In order to get a few rewards, she went After getting on the boat, she saw two of them changing clothes."

When Han Qi said this, his voice became more and more obscure, "I am a very good painter. I can paint mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, fish, insects, birds and beasts, all with ease, but I can't paint beauties. I thought, if I can Painting a picture of a peerless beauty will surely highlight your talent and reputation. In my heart, I have the image of a beauty who could conquer a country, but there is only one thing missing, a cinnabar mole..."

“I used hundreds of colors to mix, but I still couldn’t mix the most vivid cinnabar color. Then I thought, how to make the beauty pictures come to life? Why not use real beauty cinnabar moles? My sister accidentally mentioned that once I had seen the cinnabar moles on those two girls, so I became interested."

"Miss Xu often goes to buy story books from a library in the West City. I happen to have some contacts with that library, so I know her movements. It is a coincidence that I was the one delivering story books to the library that day. That day, I happened to meet Miss Xu. She seemed to be in a state of despair. She was walking on the street without looking at the road and was almost knocked down by pedestrians. I saw that there was no one around her, so I followed her."

Although Han Qi's voice was difficult, he spoke every word fluently. Huo Weilou asked him: "How did you kill her?"

"Use a rope. I brought a total of five story books that day, and they were **** with a rope. After I put down the story books, the rope was still on me. I strangled her with the rope, and then I used the rope with me. The knife I brought with me cut off the cinnabar mole on her arm. Along with the piece of flesh, I returned home and used the wax tanning method to tan the skin into an almost transparent piece, which was thinner than the thinnest cotton in the world. The most delicate gauze paper is more flexible and translucent, and the cinnabar mole is a hundred times more realistic and beautiful than the mixed color."

Speaking of achieving the goal, Han Qi's words were still calm. Huo Weilou stared at him, "What about the paintings you made?"

They tried their best to kill people and skin them, but they couldn't find any pictures of beauties in Han Qi's home. The only picture was imitated by Lu Wenhe. Han Qi shook his head, "That picture failed after all. I framed it. I wanted to make rice paper and human skin into one, but I wasn't proficient enough in the end, so I burned the painting. Because it wasn't finished, I had to find another target, and this target took almost no effort, because My sister saw two people on the boat with cinnabar moles on their bodies."

"Miss Feng had an affair with Mr. Li Duwei's family. That day I learned that Mr. Li suddenly stopped going to the Chunfeng Tower literary party, so I guessed that he had an appointment with Ms. Feng, so I followed Feng the next day. Girl, later on, I succeeded as expected."

Huo Weilou's eyes darkened slightly after hearing this. Han Qi spoke in great detail, seemingly without any hesitation. He suddenly asked, "How did you kill Feng Wodan?"

Han Qi coughed slightly when he said this, "I, I went prepared, so of course I strangled her to death. That day she and Mr. Li broke up on bad terms, and went to the Chenghuang Temple alone to ask for a fortune, probably because she wanted to go I asked for a marriage sign, but the girl’s family didn’t dare to go. After entering the temple gate and coming out again, she saw that it was getting late, so she wanted to take a shortcut to Weiyang Lake, and that’s when I found the opportunity.”

Seeing him talking about murder so calmly and indifferently, Huo Weilou frowned, "What about Wei Ling?"

Han Qi had been standing upright for a long time. At this moment, he seemed to be weak, and his back was a little stooped. "I saw the portrait of the second lady of the Wei family at Lu Wenhe's place. Lu Wenhe had a great talent, but he used his talent and reputation to deceive the family. Miss, I can probably guess what he did to the second young lady of the Wei family. That day when I went to his study room, I happened to see the second young lady of the Wei family leaving. She was very embarrassed when she saw me appearing and left very quickly, so I guessed They probably did something shady just now. When Lu Wenhe went to the accounting room to get the money, I saw the painting covered by Lu Wenhe. The painting had just been finished and the ink was still wet. Lu Wenhe painted her extremely beautifully. Especially the bright red cinnabar mole on the chest..."

Huo Weilou asked: "When did this happen?"

Han Qi said: "At the end of the twelfth lunar month last year, before the Chinese New Year."

Huo Weilou went to see Sun Zhao. Today Lu Wenhe was sent to the government prison. Sun Zhao and Wu Xiang interrogated him in detail again. They asked more carefully about everything related to Wei Ling. Sun Zhao nodded. , "Lu Wenhe said that his painting was painted at the end of last year."

"I didn't think about doing anything at the time, but after Feng Wodan, my second painting was not satisfactory enough, so I felt that I should find a third person. Although the second lady of the Wei family was a noble daughter of the uncle's house, she But she was an excellent deceiver, especially when Lu Wenhe refused to have a private meeting with her later in the year, so she went to Fushun Street every two days and it took me almost no effort to get to her."

"I originally didn't want to do it that day, but she went to the Hanmo Painting and Calligraphy Museum to ask about Lu Wenhe's paintings. When I thought that most of Lu Wenhe's paintings were ghostwritten by me, I felt angry in my heart. When she left, I followed her. , I took the initiative to talk to her and told her that I had a painting by Lu Wenhe. He didn’t believe it at first, but I knew Lu Wenhe’s paintings very well. After I described it a little, she believed it. But there was no rope on me that day, so, I had no choice but to strangle her to death."

"After strangling her to death, I threw her into the Yuxi River..."

After Han Qi said this, he breathed a little tiredly. Huo Weilou stared at him, "What kind of knife did you use to peel the skin?"

"It's the knife used to cut paper at home."

Huo Weilou looked at Han Qi's hands. Although his hands were hanging by his side, they could still be seen to be very clean, and there were no traces of scars on them. "Where are the two paintings you painted behind?"

Han Qi said silently: "They all failed and were burned. Especially when the second lady of the Wei family died that day, it alarmed the government and made a big fuss. I was afraid in my heart. Although my painting skills are good, I am afraid of others. It turned out that there were still some flaws, so I burned them all."

After burning the human skin, it was really clean. Huo Weilou looked at Han Qi coldly, and suddenly glanced at Ning Xiao. Ning Xiao understood and stepped forward to twist his arm. Han Qi was startled and subconsciously Struggled, "I've already done it, why should I still be tortured?"

While struggling, he was still pressed forward by Ning Xiao's arms. Both of his hands were twisted behind his back. He wanted to struggle, but the struggle was wrong. Cold sweat overflowed on his forehead, watching him He had to be suppressed by Ning Xiao and his shoulder was dislocated.

Huo Weilou said nothing, but soon, Ning Xiao let him go.

"Master Hou, both of his arms are intact. His strength is not as strong as that of martial arts practitioners, but it is not weak."

Han Qi was relaxing on his painful shoulder. When he heard these words, his body froze. There was no confusion on his face, as if he knew what Ning Xiao meant by his words. He moved his lips and said: "I My shoulders occasionally feel sore, especially my left arm, which is an old problem..."

Huo Weilou looked at him with cold eyes, "What you just said was told by your sister."

The murderer had abnormalities in his left arm, but Han Qi did not have this condition. Although he clearly explained the cause and effect before and after the three people were killed, he could not disguise this point. The reason why he felt that the murderer should be a man earlier was, It was because the murderer's killing method was clean and neat, and ordinary women did not have such fierce strength, but today I learned that Han Qi's sister had fought off the gangsters who bullied her.

When Huo Weilou finished speaking, Han Qi's shoulders trembled. No matter how calm he was, he was just a poor scholar. In front of Huo Weilou, he described the murder of the three people in a very precise manner. It was not easy, but Huo Weilou's doubts came one after another, and there was always a time when he had no time to take care of it.

He pursed his lips and his voice became hoarse, "No... no, my sister is just a poor person. How could she harm others? Everything is my fault. Now I know that killing people should be punished with life, so I Send her away, I will recruit you, I will recruit anything, please Lord Marquis and all of you, please don’t involve innocent people."

The wind and rain outside the door were not quiet at all, the rain curtains swayed in the wind, and even the steps at the door were stained with water. Listening to the crackling sound, Huo Weilou felt a little uneasy in his heart for some reason, and he suddenly looked towards He waved to Ning Xiao, and when Ning Xiao approached, he ordered: "Go to the front and see if the person who sent Bao Ruoyou back home has returned."

Ning Xiao's expression changed slightly. After answering, he hurried to the front hall. As soon as he left, Huo Weilou said nothing. He only waited for him to come back a moment later before his expression changed slightly.

Ning Xiao said: "Master Hou, we haven't returned yet. It hasn't been long. They must be walking slowly on the road. The rain is too heavy."

Seeing Huo Weilou frowning, he added: "The people sent are all elites, you don't have to worry."

Huo Weilou suppressed his uneasiness and looked at Han Qi again, "Although you described the methods of murdering the three people with similar accuracy, the traces left on the bodies indicate that the murderer's left hand was weaker than his right hand, or he was injured. , or there is some kind of disability."

As he said that, Huo Weilou looked at Han Qi's hand, "You have calligraphy, painting, and ink at home, and you can also mount paintings, but you also have a lot of seals and jade carvings at home. You shouldn't be the one to do these."

Han Qi raised his eyes solemnly, "It's me, it's all me——"

Huo Weilou sneered, "People who use knives all year round have some scars on their hands, but your hands are just a pair of hands for holding pens. Your sister has both strength and can use a knife. It doesn't matter if she wants to kill someone. It’s difficult, not to mention that it was your sister who went to paint the boat that day, not you. As for Wei Ling, either you copied the painting and your sister saw it, or your sister also saw the painting."

Han Qi became a little anxious, and the cold sweat on his face became even worse. Huo Weilou stared at him for a moment, and suddenly said: "Your sister was born in poverty, is disabled, and her appearance is even more ordinary. Even though you dote on her very much, give her She bought clothes and makeup, but she was still not satisfied. She was insidious and inferior, so when she saw the elegant and elegant ladies from aristocratic families reciting poems and moonlighting, she felt jealous, so she followed them in the dark, and finally found an opportunity to kill someone. . No wonder you ask your neighbors what she looks like, but they can't tell you, because she is a monster hiding in the dark and cannot be seen in the light. How dare she let people remember her appearance?" /

Han Qi didn't know whether it was cold or angry, and his body began to tremble. Huo Weilou said again: "You are quite talented and knowledgeable, but you have a sister like this. Now, in order to save her life, you come here Take the blame for her. A person like her is not worthy of being called a human being at all. You are a student husband and have allowed her to do this. How can you be qualified to dance and write?"

Han Qi's eyes were reddish when he heard this, and the hands gathered in his sleeves were clenched into fists. He clenched his teeth, and his pale face was completely drained of blood. Huo Weilou looked at him for a moment and suddenly said: " Is she still in the city?"

Han Qi lowered his head and said nothing, and Huo Weilou said again: "She killed the man, but it was you who came to take the blame. She lives in this world with peace of mind, which shows that she is really ruthless and unjust towards you."

Han Qi gritted his teeth tighter, "It's not... a person. I really killed the person. My sister's life is miserable and this matter has nothing to do with her."

Huo Weilou's eyes suddenly turned cold, "It seems you have to suffer a little."

Huo Weilou looked at Ning Xiao. Ning Xiao and the two embroiderers came forward and took Han Qi out of the side hall. Han Qi knew what he was about to endure, so he didn't yell or make any fuss. Zhang's face became even paler.

In the past, it would have given Han Qi some time to kill, but today Han Sheng has not been found. Either he has fled the capital and gone further away, or he is hiding somewhere and disappearing at any time. This is a case of three lives. , Huo Weilou really doesn't need to be patient with Han Qi, he just needs to find out Han Sheng's whereabouts as soon as possible.

Sun Zhao stepped forward and said, "Master Hou, I see that he has a very harsh mouth. Is there any use in using torture?"

Huo Weilou sneered, "I'm just a scholar. A hard life and ghostwriting are the biggest grievances he suffers in daily life. But he has never tasted the feeling of not being able to survive or die. As long as he is not given the chance to commit suicide, , It will always be said based on the methods of the Commander-in-Chief." He glanced at the hourglass in the corner, "It's just the difference between a stick of incense and an hour."

These words made Sun Zhao feel a slight chill running down his spine. At this moment, another muffled thunder boomed from the sky. The thunder was deafening, which also made Huo Weilou's heart even more gloomy. He felt uneasy again. Could he really give it to Han Sheng? Escaped from the city?

The rain was quite heavy. Sun Zhao frowned and said, "Today's rain is really scary." He turned around and saw that the hem of Huo Weilou's clothes was still wet, so he couldn't help but ask, "Master Hou, do you want to go to Xiaguan's residence in the government office?" Take a break?"

Huo Weilou would not go, so he ordered an embroiderer to go down and urge Ning Xiao to hurry up. But this time, Ning Xiao did not keep him waiting for long. After two sticks of incense, Ning Xiao took the A blood-stained evidence came up, "Master Hou, after half the battle, he fainted and said that he was just trying to leave the city today and didn't dare to let Han Sheng go ahead. He went to try and was caught. ."

Huo Weilou squeezed the black jade ring on his finger, "Han Sheng will definitely be near the city gate today!"

Ning Xiao nodded and said: "He said that Han Sheng has been out of sight these past two days, and he only came home late at night. He didn't know where Han Sheng went, but he was outside all day long, and Lu Wenhe was taken away for the first time. On the day he entered the Marquis' Mansion, he successively bought Han Qi's earlier signed paintings from Han Mo Library. At that time, Han Sheng was very uneasy and even said that he wanted to leave Beijing."

"But he didn't know that Han Sheng had killed anyone at the time, so naturally he didn't want to. It was only when the embroiderer went to the Xu family and the Xu family's affairs broke out that Han Sheng told him the truth. This morning he also learned that the wine shop had been closed down. , they really thought about leaving the city. At this time, he was captured, and he didn’t know where Han Sheng would go, but——"

Ning Xiao's voice dropped, "But he said that Han Sheng was very nervous because Han Sheng knew that a powerful female widower had come to Jingzhao Mansion. He said that Han Sheng had personally seen the female widower doing an autopsy by the river."

Huo Weilou sat upright suddenly, "Has Han Sheng seen Bo Ruoyou?"

Ning Xiao nodded, "That's what he said. It should be the first day after Wei Ling's accident. Bo Zuozuo followed Wu Captou and the others to the river for an autopsy. There were so many people watching at that time that Han Sheng was afraid that Hidden in it."

Wu Xiang stood guard at the door and immediately agreed after hearing the words.

Huo Weilou suddenly stood up. Sun Zhao and Ning Xiao were both surprised. Ning Xiao said: "Master Hou is worried about Bo Zuo? She must have arrived home at this time——"

Of course Huo Weilou knew that Bo Ruoyou had returned home, but he was still very worried for some reason. The Hanmo Calligraphy and Painting Museum was in Changxingfang. Han Sheng had gone to the Hanmo Painting and Calligraphy Museum several times in recent days, and Bo Ruoyou had gone to Lu Wenhe for the first time. I also went there after being taken back to the Marquis Mansion. Especially this afternoon, Bao Ruoyou followed him to the south gate, and at that time, Han Sheng might also be watching them nearby.

Huo Weilou did not dare to think deeply, he ordered: "Prepare the frame."

Sun Zhao couldn't help but stepped forward, "Where are you going, Lord Marquis?"

"No, prepare your horse——"

As Huo Weilou said this, he strode out of the door. Sun Zhao hurriedly ran to pick up the umbrella standing by the door, but before he could open it, Huo Weilou had already walked quickly into the night rain. Ning Xiao ordered a few embroidery envoys to stay in the Yamen and followed with others. It was normal for them to travel at night in the rain, but now they were in the capital. When did Huo Wei Tower and Wu Zhaohou brave the rain like this? Traveled quickly?

Sun Zhao became worried when he saw this, and quickly asked Wu Xiang to follow him and take a look.

When they arrived at the gate of the government office, Huo Weilou was already soaked to the skin. In front of the government office, the embroiderer was waiting with his horse. Huo Weilou got on his horse, whipped up his horse whip, and rode straight towards Changxingfang.

……

The wind was howling, and heavy raindrops pattered on the window lattice, adding a sense of unrest to the already cold night. Bo Ruoyou was **** while thinking about the rouge he had detected. The first robe, the lamp placed on the table behind her, suddenly swayed. She subconsciously lowered her eyes and saw an inexplicable shadow on the ground in front of her.

"Who——"

As soon as she shouted half a tone, a vaporous chill suddenly approached. The next moment, a thin and tough rope was suddenly wrapped around her neck, and then suddenly tightened, almost immediately making Bo Ruo feel You's eyes darkened.

The person behind him was clearly prepared. He strangled her neck and took a few steps back until she fell backwards. The weight of her falling body made it seem like the rope was about to break her neck bones.

The severe pain caused Bao Ruoyou to subconsciously raise her neck. She fell to the ground halfway. When she realized that this was going to kill her, fear struck her heart. She also struggled to grab the rope with both hands. She took the lead. She felt a pair of skinny hands, and the person tightened the rope tightly, and put his knee on her back. She was instantly suppressed and had no power to fight back.

Tears immediately overflowed from the corners of Bo Ruoyou's eyes. This is her boudoir, why would someone dare to enter her home and do evil? The technique was so cruel, if Cheng Yunzhi and the others were not alerted, she would really be strangled to death here.

She used all her strength to grab the hand behind her, but even if her nails scratched the back of the person's hand, the strength in his hand did not loosen at all. Bo Ruoyou's face was suppressed to blush, but she was weak. And in such a favorable position for the murderer, she had no room for resistance. She tried hard to move her legs and feet to make some noise by kicking a stool not far away, but someone saw her thoughts and pulled the knot. Then she moved away from the table and chair.

Bao Ruoyou was dragged, and half of the strength of the pain was lost. The suffocating despair slowly pulled away his consciousness. Apart from subconscious movements of his hands and feet, he could no longer save himself. But at this moment, his neck The rope on her clothes suddenly loosened slightly, and a cold hand touched her left back shoulder, and then pulled down her loose underwear.

This moment of loosening gave Bao Ruoyou a chance to survive. She gasped for air, and her thoughts began to spin in a dull pain. The rope under her hand was thick and thin, the familiar killing technique, and this The hand fell on his left shoulder.

Her eyes filled with tears suddenly widened, she knew the identity of the person coming!

But before she could scream, the rope around her neck suddenly tightened again, and at the same time, she heard a hoarse voice that sounded both male and female.

"What an unexpected gain."

Under the bright candle, on Bo Ruoyou's left back shoulder, which is as white as porcelain, there is a bright cinnabar mole, as charming and tempting as snow reflecting red plums. Of course Bo Ruoyou knows what he is talking about, thinking of her The wounds that she had inspected with her own hands were dripping with blood, and a bone-chilling chill crept up her back like a snake...

Tears fell unconsciously from the corners of her eyes, and the strength in her body was about to disappear. Her struggling legs and feet gradually became unable to move, and the hands that struggled to reach behind her head fell down feebly. When the last trace of clarity disappeared, Bo Ruoyou I shouted a name with all my strength from the bottom of my heart.

Huo Weilou...

Save me...