Chapter 496 Secret Love 36
A mirror hung high in the yamen hall, with various torture instruments and chairs placed on both sides, and an electric machine placed on the long table above.
Apart from this, there was no one else in the entire yamen.
Just as everyone stepped into the hall, a burst of electric sound suddenly came from the silent air, followed by mechanical sounds coming from the audio equipment hanging on the wooden pillar.
During the reign of Emperor Shenzong of Song, undercurrents surged within and outside the government. A rubbing of a silver note guarded by the Imperial City Department suddenly went missing. This rubbing is crucial to the fate of our dynasty. If it fell into the hands of the enemy, it would inevitably lead to a bloody storm.
Today, the Dali Temple is urgently calling on heroes from all over the world to form the Young Dali Temple Detective Team to help us recover the lost rubbings."
"On the night the rubbings were lost, a guard from the Imperial City Bureau saw a suspicious individual wearing cleaning clothes from the Imperial City Bureau. After being discovered, he fled westward. Another guard also saw a tattoo on the individual's arm.
We are running out of time, so please find the suspicious individuals and retrieve the lost rubbings within one day."
"We don't know what the Imperial City's cleaning clothes look like, so how can we find them?" Yang Qi asked loudly.
It immediately attracted the approval of others.
"Don't worry, everyone. We've posted the Imperial City Cleaning Bureau's cleaning uniforms and the tattoos of the suspicious individuals on the bulletin board. Please go to the plaza bulletin board and check."
When there are many investigators involved, speed is of the utmost importance.
The moment the deputy director of the detective agency finished speaking, everyone quickly moved to the bulletin board in the square.
Song Zhiyuan was squeezed in at the back and was almost the last one to arrive at the square.
When Song Zhiyuan arrived, she saw everyone standing there in a daze, clueless. She leaned forward to take a look and saw that the clothes worn by the suspicious people listed in the notice were exactly the same as those worn by most of the boys.
Not only that, many of the pedestrians on the street were wearing the same coarse linen clothes as the suspect.
The Detective Agency released a set of ancient costumes for each of them last night. Everyone was in the ancient city, and out of their love for ancient style, almost all of them wore the clothes provided by the program team.
Who would have thought that I would be wearing the same clothes as the suspect today.
It must have been intentional on the part of the detective.
Song Zhiyuan felt that the ancient costume was too thin in this season, so she chose to give up and wore the clothes she brought with her, a sweater inside, and a cream-colored cotton jacket and casual pants outside.
Yang Qi gently waved the folding fan in her hand.
His eyes swept sharply across at the boy wearing the suspect's clothes. "Your clothes were all issued by the detective. Is there a possibility that the suspect is among you?"
"Anyone wearing the same clothes is a suspect. There are many people wearing the same clothes on the street."
"You are all wearing the same clothes, which makes you suspicious. And the ones wearing these clothes are all you boys. If you are not suspicious, then who is suspicious?"
"Who said the suspect must be one of us boys? Maybe it was you girls who stole it and then changed the clothes."
"Since a wanted notice has been issued, how foolish of a suspect to be walking around in criminal attire."
Internal strife broke out before the evidence collection even began.
This may be a link deliberately set up by the detective.
Song Zhiyuan frowned slightly and interrupted the two groups' unreasonable quarrel, "What you said makes sense."
"They all make sense. Does that mean all of us are suspects?"
As soon as Yang Qi said this, everyone looked at Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiyuan immediately became the target of public criticism.
Song Zhiyuan nodded calmly, "After your analysis, of course everyone is a suspect, including me and those people wearing the same clothes on the street."
Song Zhiwei pretended to be deep and held his chin up, "Chen Jingmo, what do you think?"
Shen Jingmo said without thinking, "I think Sister Song is right."
Bai asked.
He didn't see the problem either.
Song Zhiyuan's answer immediately quieted down the two groups of people who were arguing.
Yang Qi crossed her arms and said unconvincedly, "You make everyone suspect, then we are at a stalemate."
Song Zhiyuan shook his head. "Who said we're at a stalemate? We still have another clue."
"The Dali Temple official said that the Imperial City Guards also saw a tattoo on the suspect. This tattoo can help us greatly narrow down the scope of suspects." Song Zhiwei pointed to another color photo on the bulletin board.
The photo shows a hand with an eagle head tattooed above the palm of the hand.
After being reminded by Song Zhiyuan, everyone realized that they had been so busy arguing with Yang Qi that they had forgotten such an important clue.
In order to eliminate suspicion among their own group, everyone showed their sleeves to their companions for inspection.
Just as they were looking at each other's clues, Song Zhiyuan took Song Zhiwei and Shen Jingmo away from the scene and walked towards the outskirts of the ancient city center.
Song Zhiwei quickly caught up with his sister and asked in confusion, "Sister, are we just leaving like this? What if the suspect is among them? Wouldn't we have missed some clues?"
"There are no suspects among us?"
Hearing this, Song Zhiwei stopped in his tracks, seemingly not understanding what his sister said. "Sister, what do you mean by that? How can you be sure that there is no suspect among us?"
"It's the people from the Detective Agency who are deliberately distracting people. Did you notice the tattooed hand in the photo?" Song Zhiyuan looked at the two teenagers.
They both nodded at the same time, "I see, so what's wrong with the tattoo?"
Song Zhiyuan patiently explained, "The problem isn't the tattoo, it's the hand in the photo. If you look closely, you can see that the fingers are rough, with thin calluses on the exposed fingertips, and the back of the palm is dark and the palm is thick.
It's obvious that the bone age of that hand is not that of someone of our age.
On the contrary, he should be a little older, between 30 and 40."
"Sister, you are so amazing. You can even see these things."
Song Zhiwei turned suspiciously and asked, "Sis, since you have seen it all, why do you still agree with their statement that everyone among us is a suspect?"
Without waiting for Song Zhiyuan to answer, Shen Jingmo guessed, "Sister Song must be trying to use the fog thrown by the detective to delay time."
"Smart." Song Zhiyuan praised.
Song Zhiwei glanced at Shen Jingmo and muttered, "How did you come up with that?"
"Sister Song gave me some guidance and I figured it out."
Seeing his sister walking away, Song Zhiwei quickly caught up with her and asked, "Sister, where are we going now?"
Song Zhiyuan asked back, "Would you wander around the streets after stealing the rubbings?"
"Of course not." Song Zhiwei asked immediately, "Then where could he be hiding? This ancient city covers a large area. If we search bit by bit, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack."
"Indeed." Song Zhiyuan nodded and looked at the silent Shen Jingmo, "Where do you think the suspect and the rubbings are hiding?"
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