Chapter 498 Secret Love 38
She had carefully observed the Taoist priest's left hand.
The Taoist priest's hands not only have no tattoos, but are also slender and long, completely different from the hands with thin calluses in the photo.
The person who went to the Imperial City to steal the rubbings was definitely not the Taoist priest.
However, the appearance of the rubbing in the temple must be closely related to the Taoist priest.
Song Zhiwei rushed forward and asked, "Did you steal this rubbing?"
The Taoist priest shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"You don't know how the rubbing of the silver note ended up in your temple and was hidden inside the futon." Song Zhiwei looked at the Taoist priest with a look of disbelief.
Song Zhiyuan denied it, "It's true that the Taoist priest didn't steal it. The hand and the tattoo are different. But the Taoist priest has been in the temple the entire time. Has he seen any suspects? Or has anyone appeared in the temple this morning?"
The Taoist priest thought about it carefully and said, "Indeed, there was a middle-aged man who came and paid his respects and left immediately."
Song Zhiyuan found the photo she had taken earlier and brought it to the Taoist priest. "The person who came here is wearing the clothes in the picture."
“Exactly the same.”
"The rubbings were left behind, so where could the suspect have gone?" Song Zhiwei really couldn't think of anything, so he could only look to Chen Jingmo and his sister for help.
"I see."
"Sister, do you know where the suspect is?"
"The most dangerous place may be the safest place." Song Zhiyuan put the rubbing into his small crossbody bag, thanked the Taoist priest and prepared to leave.
Before he could take two steps, the Taoist priest called him back.
The Taoist priest gave them each a woven mountain ghost coin.
After thanking the Taoist priest, Song Zhiyuan hurried down the mountain with his two younger brothers.
Song Zhiwei followed his sister all the way back to the center of the ancient city, and occasionally met one or two classmates who were looking for clues.
Song Zhiwei couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sister, where is the suspect?"
"Think about where is the most dangerous place." Song Zhiyuan did not answer directly.
"Dali Temple?"
Song Zhiyuan shook his head.
Song Zhiwei couldn't think of anything, so he looked at Shen Jingmo and asked, "Have you figured it out?"
Shen Jingmo answered seriously, “Sister Song, is it the Imperial City Division or the place where we read the announcement?”
Huangchengsi is where the incident happened and it is the most dangerous place, but it is also the safest place now. It is also the place where they read the notice and saw many people wearing the same clothes on the street.
Since Yang Qi and the others suspected that there was a spy among them, why didn't they check the pedestrians wearing the same clothes on the road? If there was something wrong with those people, the game would probably be over.
"Imperial City Division."
No one would directly associate the suspect with the crime scene.
Everyone thought that the suspect would escape after the incident, but no one thought that the suspect might escape back.
Song Zhiyuan then added, "I'm just guessing."
"I believe Sister Song."
"Sister, I believe you too."
The three went to the crime scene.
After all, this is not the real Song Dynasty, but just a detective game. The so-called Imperial City is a courtyard next to the Drum Tower.
In the yard there were people dressed in guards' clothes, as well as servants dressed in cleaning clothes.
Chen Jingmo and Song Zhiwei almost trotted forward, pulled their sleeves and began to examine the tattoos on the top of their knuckles.
From the front yard to the back yard, I finally saw an eagle head tattoo on a cleaning servant.
Song Zhiwei pulled the person forward and ran, yelling, "Sister, I found it."
The three men took the suspect they found to the Dali Temple for verification.
They verified the fingerprints and facial recognition respectively and confirmed that it was the suspect they found who stole the rubbings.
After verifying the suspect, Song Zhiyuan placed the rubbings on the evidence collection machine. After verification, everything they found was correct.
The notification sound that the game had ended rang out throughout the ancient city.
Over the next two days, they solved the cases of theft in the imperial city and corruption among ministers.
On the last day of the event, we played some Song Dynasty games such as pitching pots.
Finally got home on the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month.
Tao Ran and Song Jin returned from the crew a day earlier than them.
As soon as the brother and sister entered the house, Song Jin had already prepared a table of food. Hearing the sound, Song Jin strode forward and took the suitcase from Song Zhiyuan's hand. "How is it? Is it cold over there? Are you tired?"
"Dad, why don't you care about me?" Song Zhiwei asked with a pout.
"You're being a burden to your sister, and you still have the nerve to ask me questions? Put down your schoolbag and come over for dinner."
Song Jin patted Song Zhiwei on the head, then turned around and asked, "Are Jingmo's parents home yet? If not, let him come over to eat together. Dad has cooked a lot of dishes."
"Then I'll go." Song Zhiwei happily dropped his schoolbag and trotted all the way to the Mo family in Shenjing.
As soon as Song Zhiwei stepped into the Shen family yard, he heard the sound of porcelain breaking in the room, followed by a quarrel. Song Zhiwei immediately stopped rushing forward.
"Chen Zheng, are you back for the New Year, or are you here to cause trouble?"
"Am I just being upset? Ever since I came back, you've been harping on the little mistakes I made. I've already acknowledged my mistakes in the company's decisions. If you're still upset, I'll just resign after the new year."
"Am I being petty? Look at how many mistakes you've made in your decisions, how much money you've lost to the company, and now even the shareholders are unwilling to accept it?"
Mother Shen threw a stack of documents at Shen Zheng, who picked them up from the ground indifferently.
Chen Jingmo has become numb to it. Ever since his sister had a miscarriage, the two of them have always been arguing endlessly. At first, Chen Jingmo would intervene and mediate, but now he doesn't want to say anything.
Shen Jingmo dragged his suitcase up the stairs and returned to his small room. He took out his Walkman, put the earphones in his ears, and played English words.
I stared through the window at the bright lights outside, and there was a faint smell of the New Year.
But their family has nothing.
Song Zhiwei stood in the yard for a while, not daring to get any closer. Instead, he slowly backed out of the yard and ran back home.
Song Zhiyuan brought the rice out of the kitchen and saw Song Zhiwei running back alone. He looked behind him and didn't see the familiar boy. "Isn't Jing Mo here?"
Song Zhiwei's mind still flashed with the sound of his parents arguing. He shook his head and said, "No, his parents are back."
Song Zhiyuan didn't say anything else.
The New Year is coming soon, and it’s time to go back.
Song Zhiwei hesitated again and again, but still moved closer to Song Zhiyuan and whispered, "But I heard Shen Jingmo's parents were arguing."
"It's normal to quarrel. Mom and Dad will quarrel occasionally." In their family, the quarrels are always unilateral, and the dad just listens with his ears drooping.
Song Zhiwei quickly shook his head, "No, his parents were arguing fiercely and even throwing things."
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