Under the Power Chapter 20:

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Chapter 20

The wooden structure of this small building sits north facing south. They originally came in from the north backyard, but now they walked around to the south front door, and saw a brass lock on the door properly.

I encountered this kind of thing in the past, and it was natural that this summer, there is an experienced adult next to her, she really doesn't want to be too "diligence".

"Since it's locked," she respectfully said, "My lord, why don't you come back tomorrow?"

Lu Yi didn't seem to hear her at all, and ordered: "Open, don't make any movement."

I couldn’t do it this summer, so I had to pick up the three pieces tied around my waist, pick out one of the long, thin silver sticks, bend over to the keyhole, poke and pick it lightly, and then click lightly. , The brass lock has been opened.

Looking in his eyes, Lu Yi asked faintly: "This unlocking skill is also taught by Yang Chengwan?"

"That's not true." This summer, I hurriedly cleared it away for the boss. "There was a prisoner in the cell, no one came to visit him, and he had no silver on him. He was good wine. I asked me to buy him a jug every other day. Liquor, he taught me unlocking skills in exchange. I thought about the skills and didn't push me down, so I bought it for him. After studying for a little half a year, he was cut off by the question and couldn't learn it."

While speaking, she pushed the door open a small slit and stepped inside. After Lu Yi also came in, she closed the door again.

Hearing her tone was quite melancholy, but I didn't know whether it was a pity that the prisoner, or a pity that she hadn't learned everything, Lu Yi looked at her with the moonlight outside the window, then turned away and looked at the scene in the room...

Across the door is a red lacquered corset table with horseshoe feet and horns, with a large empty lacquer tray on top. Behind the table is a screen with palace figures, all of which are commonplace.

Go around the screen from the left, and a black wooden staircase leads directly to the second floor.

As soon as I stepped on it this summer, I heard the creak of the board under my feet, and another creak. If on weekdays, the rules of wooden stairs in some years are to creak, but when the night is quiet, the movement is really harsh.

Frowning her brows, she had to go up as lightly as possible. When approaching the second floor, she suddenly saw a pair of green eyes at the top of the stairs...

She froze, her eyes dry, and she blinked.

Luyin's eyes blinked, staring straight at her.

This summer, he took a deep breath and stepped back calmly, calmly, step by step, and hit Lu Yi who was upstairs.

"He seems to be right above him. I heard that the grievances are the worst, so we still don’t bother him. Go and go!" She wanted to squeeze from him, no matter whether Lu Yi left or not, she was going to withdraw anyway, Xiao Ming important.

Looking power is much stronger than this summer, Lu Yijing did not move automatically, grabbed her hard, looked at those green eyes and said: "That's a cat."

"Huh?" This summer, he was dumbfounded, turned his head and looked back, but still couldn't see clearly, and he learned the sound of a rat, "Squeak...squeak..."

"Meow, meow, meow."

The green eyes responded enthusiastically to her, arching, his hairy tail wagging in the moonlight.

Heaved a sigh of relief this summer.

"You should let go now, right?" Lu Yi said in a bad tone.

When I turned around this summer, I realized that I had unconsciously grasped Lu Yi's collar tightly, and quickly loosened it. Seeing that the robe was messed up, I apologized to tidy it up for him again.

"Sure enough, it is awe-inspiring."

Lu Yi sneered, pulled her hand away, and went straight upstairs.

The cat leaped from the railing of the stairs, meowing, ignoring the birth, rubbing against Lu Yi's feet. This summer it was clear that this was an orange tabby cat, with a fat head and fat brain, and a greasy coat.

"Is it the cat that Zhou Xian has raised? Because I miss the old master, I have stayed in the small building?" She followed upstairs and guessed wildly, "...Maybe Zhou Xian already has the soul Attached to it?"

Fat cat squeezed her head against the boot surface, Lu Yi raised her foot in disgust and pushed it aside, and the fat cat squeezed again firmly, rubbing harder.

"Look, it wants to seek justice from you."

This summer, I seem to have understood the voice of the fat cat.

"Why do you believe that Zhou Xianji's case must be grievous?" Lu Yi asked suddenly.

I was shocked this summer, realizing that I just verbally called "the soul of injustice", and now I say "redress of injustice". Although they are all unconscious, they have already revealed their views on the case.

"I, just guessing." She wanted to prevaricate.

Lu Yi nodded: "It turns out that the six doors are so investigative. Just relying on guessing is preconceived."

"Hey! You..." He was irritated this summer and said, "How can you be called preconceived? This is Xiuhe money, and he is solely responsible. Where is such a stupid person in this world? Feet. If Zhou Xian has greeted the 100,000 taels of money for repairing the river, he should abscond with the money. How could he hang himself?"

The fat cat meowed under her feet, as if echoing her words.

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows and said: "Don't you think he committed suicide in fear of sin?"

"I..."

Only halfway through the conversation this summer, I heard a hoarse voice downstairs yelling: "Who? Who is on it?"

The official post in charge of guarding this place is an old man who is over 60 years old. His voice is quite loud, and he walks slowly. From this summer I heard his voice, and then he was shaking on the ground with a lantern. Lou appeared in front of her, taking a full cup of tea.

The fat cat meowed, his thick tail swayed, and enthusiastically nudged it as usual. The old man bent over and strenuously picked up the cat and hugged it.

"Old man, did you raise this cat?" This summer, he handed over the Catcher Maker card and couldn't help asking, "What did it grow up on, so fat?"

"It will have two lard bibimbaps in the morning and evening."

"What! Two meals in the morning and evening! Bibimbap with lard!"

This summer, I suddenly became very angry, and the cat's eyes were already full of envy and envy.

"The two of you are here to investigate the case?" The old man put the plaque close to the lantern, and saw the word "Catch" clearly above, "No one told me why. How did you come in?"

"I don't like to disturb too many people when investigating the case." Lu Yi said lightly, "Are you the post-cheng here?"

The lantern was dim, and the old man didn't see Lu Yi's flying fish robe for a while, and explained to him this summer: "This is Master Lu Yilu who experienced Jin Yiwei."

After hearing the five words of Jin Yiwei’s experience, the old man hurriedly stuffed the fat cat and lantern into his hands this summer, and saluted Lu Yi respectfully: "Humble job Wang Chi, see Master Lu."

"Have you always been responsible for guarding the house here?" Lu Yi asked.

"Yes."

"When did Zhou Xian live in?"

"You are talking about Mr. Zhou of the Ministry of Engineering, he came just after the winter solstice last year." Old Wang sighed, "I didn't expect that he would hang himself."

The cat sank and was very clingy. This summer, he put down the lantern with difficulty, and put the fat cat, who was reluctant to live, on his shoulder.

"You tell the whole story." Lu Yi ordered.

Lao Wangtou has talked about it several times in the past few days, but the identity of Lu Yi Jin Yiwei's experience is placed, and there is a kind of non-anger and prestige when he speaks, so that he dare not neglect, still from beginning to end. I told it in detail.

"That night, Lord Zhou came back very late, and his face was not very good. The book boy told me that the smoker was not warm enough, so I asked me to raise a brazier. Then I came back and fell asleep until the next morning. Seeing that the window upstairs was open, I thought Lord Zhou had gotten up, but when I went upstairs, I found Lord Zhou was hanging on the beam."

Old Wang pointed his head to the top of his head this summer, and the latter looked up at the beam above his head and hurriedly moved a few steps aside.

"Since the hanging beam committed suicide, there should be the sound of a stool being kicked off by him and falling to the ground. This floor is made of wood. The sound must not be small. Didn't you hear the movement?" asked this summer.

Old Wang pointed to the fat cat awkwardly: "Ahu often knocks down things. I'm used to hearing it, so I don't care if I hear it."

Ahu heard its name called, "meow", and flicked his tail in a good mood. He happened to sweep around her neck this summer, making her itchy.

"Where did the stool fall?" asked this summer.

"It's the stool." Old Wang motioned to her to look at a round stool with a waist, bulging legs, Pengya belt, and mud, "I remember it seems to be crooked here."

I was sneezed twice by cat fur, and returned Ahu to him overwhelmedly this summer. Then he squatted down and looked at the round stool by the candlelight of the lantern. Sure enough, I saw an obvious spot on the side paint. Dimple, then carry the lantern to check the ground...

"His book boy didn't hear anything, either?" she wondered.

"In those two days, the little book boy caught a cold, and fell asleep after drinking the soup at night. I called him when he got up early."

At this time, Lu Yi has been standing quietly beside him, seeming to be thinking about something. After a while, he asked, "Since Zhou Xian has moved in, how many times do you want you to raise the brazier?"

"Only once that night."

"Was it particularly cold that day?"

"It was raining that day, and it was indeed a bit cold. And when Lord Zhou came back, his coat and robe were wet from the rain, probably because it was not cold."

"He didn't sit in a sedan chair?" This summer asked strangely, "Still not holding an umbrella?"

Lao Wang tried his best to think about it, and said: "It's strange to say that Lord Zhou had always had a sedan chair before, but I don't know why there was no sedan chair to send him back that day."

Lu Yi turned around and looked at the window and asked, "Which windows were open that morning?"

Lao Wang stepped forward and opened the two windows on the northwest side: "These are these two."

As soon as the window opened, there was a gust of wind coming in, and Ahu "meow meow" in dissatisfaction, arching in his arms. Lu Yi approached the window and looked out. Even if the moonlight was so good tonight, there was really no view to see, only jagged houses.

"Master Zhou always opens the windows here." Old Wang's head was also puzzled.

This summer, I opened several windows to the south one after another, looked out, and suddenly said in surprise: "This side is facing the back garden of the official post, the view is nice!"

Old Wang said with a smile: "Yes, this place has the best view, there are peach trees underneath, and it is blooming now."

"It seems that Zhou Xian is no longer a flower-loving person, and he has let down this wonderful spring in vain." This summer, shaking his head to read the three drawer bookcase, the drawers opened, all empty, needless to say, Zhou Xian's exchanges Letters and other things must have been sent to the Yamen. The book table was also empty, only the pen holder, inkstone and washing machine were left.

"Have you ever moved the things on this?"

She asked the old king.

Old Wang shook his head: "No, after the people from the yamen came, they locked the door, I never came up again."

This summer, I stretched my finger and rubbed it against the bottom of the inkstone. I retracted my hand and looked at it carefully. There was only a faint ink mark on the finger, and it was clean after washing.

"How?" Lu Yi asked.

"It seems that Zhou Xian has no suicide note left." As soon as the voice fell, I seemed to think of something this summer. I picked up a lantern to illuminate the wall, and illuminate it carefully one by one...

Lao Wangtou didn't understand what she was doing, but Lu Yi knew exactly what she was doing.