On the other side, in Yanyang Country, at the Wanxiang Tower murder scene
The seals of the Dali Temple were still firmly affixed to the doors and windows, and several detectives were collecting evidence and interrogating people inside.
Due to a murder, the building was forced to close for rectification. The girls were gathered together waiting to be questioned, and the sounds of their laughter filled the room.
"Business was so good that day, how would I know anything? Anyway, the room was ordered by the Third Prince, and the guests were also designated by the Third Prince. After he ordered the guests, a man in a cloak came in. They were all dignitaries. We just collected the money and didn't dare to ask any more questions."
"Sir, when can we reopen our business? There are so many mouths waiting for food. Does your Dali Temple manage employment?" There was a hint of impatience in the voice of the madam downstairs.
Liu Zhang walked into the room with a dark face and checked carefully. He opened the incense burner with the incense burner already burned out and saw that there was still some ash left inside.
He leaned in to smell it and immediately frowned.
He walked to the bed again. The body had been moved away and blood had splattered on the curtains. Liu Zhang checked carefully and when he lowered his head, he saw a cup rolling down to the side of the bed.
He bent down to pick it up, looked at it carefully against the light, and finally found a thin layer of lip balm on the rim of the cup.
"Master Liu, please be careful."
Liu Zhang climbed up the window and walked out along the broken tiles on the eaves. He walked along the broken tiles until he came to a ladder.
He looked at the alley below the ladder with dark eyes, and finally walked into an alley along the ladder.
As we walked, we came to an intersection.
He sighed deeply, smiled self-deprecatingly, and tossed a book from his sleeve onto the garbage heap. A corner of the book was stained with mud, and the words "Treasure Hunting Chronicles, Volume 2" were clearly written on it.
At night, Liu Zhang lit a lamp, sat in front of a table piled with case files, and flipped through the autopsy records with a serious expression.
On the table was the dagger that Yin Xie threw out, which has been confirmed to be the murder weapon.
He examined the dagger carefully. The blade was slightly curled, and dark red dirt accumulated in the groove where the word "Rong" was engraved on the blade...
The murderer stabbed the young waiter twenty-one times with the dagger, piercing his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. Without overwhelming hatred, he would never be so cruel.
Why did she do this?
"Sir, the maid from the marquis's mansion has woken up." A constable came in and interrupted Liu Zhang's thoughts.
"Yes." He nodded and stood up. "Take her to the interrogation room. I want to interrogate her alone."
The three walls of the interrogation room were covered with various torture instruments, some of which were stained with blood, which looked creepy.
A Rao was handcuffed to a chair with a pale face. She lowered her head slightly and leaned listlessly against the back of the chair.
Liu Zhang walked in, sent everyone away, and the iron gate slammed shut.
With a cold expression, he asked as he wrote, "Name."
A Rao lowered her eyes, her pale lips opening and closing as she spoke weakly, "Jiang Rao."
"Profession."
"The first-class guard of the Marquis' Mansion."
"birthday."
"November 28, Yichen year."
Liu Zhang paused for a moment, then asked, "Why are you going to Wanxianglou?"
"Protect the prince."
"Did anyone kill anyone?"
A Rao coughed softly, her body subconsciously curled up in pain, but she was handcuffed to the chair and couldn't move. She replied weakly, "No."
Liu Zhang put down the pen in his hand, frowned, and said in a cold tone, "Why are you wearing a dance costume?"
"The prince asked me to wear it."
"Can you tell me everything you know about the cause and effect?" He stood up and looked around at the wall covered with torture instruments.
He walked up to her, lifted her chin and made her look at him, then threatened her in a deep voice, "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise, the Dali Temple has plenty of ways to pry your mouth open."
A Rao evaded the main point and recounted the incident, her voice weak. "In short, the prince and I didn't kill anyone. I can't say anything else."
"Okay, let's talk about other issues." Liu Zhang lowered the back of her chair and let her lie down slightly.
"His Majesty the Third Prince's guards only said they injured you with a flying knife. How did you sustain the internal injuries?"
"I was hit by a masked master with the butt of a gun." A Rao repeated her words again, "I didn't kill anyone. When will Lord Liu let me go? I still have to go back to protect the prince."
Liu Zhang frowned and replied, "Don't worry, the case hasn't been solved yet, and Miss A Rao needs to stay and cooperate with the investigation.
"Master Liu, you have no evidence to prove that I killed anyone, you can't keep me locked up." A Rao was a little anxious and wanted to sit up and argue with him. During the struggle, the wound on her shoulder stretched open and gradually spread through her clothes.
"Oh, by the way, it's because Miss A Rao was injured." Liu Zhang straightened up and clapped his hands. The iron door of the interrogation room opened and a constable walked in. Liu Zhang whispered a few words in the man's ear, and the man walked out.
"The Dali Temple has a garden specifically for people to rest, but the girl is skilled in martial arts, so in order to prevent her from escaping, I have to—"
A constable quickly brought a bowl of pitch-black medicinal soup. Without saying a word, Liu Zhang pinched A Rao's cheek and forced her to drink it.
"It destroyed the girl's martial arts."
"No, you can't do this!" Arao coughed and choked, trying hard to spit out the medicine. Tears kept pouring out of her eyes. She cried weakly, "I didn't kill anyone, you can't do this! I'm the bodyguard of Master Shen, you can't destroy my martial arts!"
"Send Miss A Rao to the villa and keep her under good care." Liu Zhang turned around expressionlessly.
Liufu Villa
Liu Zhang changed into a very clean dark blue brocade robe, with his collar still tied up high. He stepped onto the stairs in his spotless boots, looking tall and slender with a dignified temperament.
His messy stubble had been shaved clean, and his hair was neatly combed. Aside from the dark circles under his eyes, he looked much more energetic than before.
Seeing the maid come to report, he strode towards the room where A Rao was imprisoned, and asked the maid in charge of taking care of A Rao with a gloomy face, "Is she still refusing to eat anything?"
"Yes, that maid still refused to speak a word or eat anything. The medicine was spilled several times, and my hands were burned and blistered."
Liu Zhang frowned slightly and glanced sharply at the maid who was still complaining, but he heard insults coming from the room and pushed open the door.
I saw a girl sitting on the bed in the room, with one foot and one hand locked with an iron chain. Two maids were holding her roughly and pouring medicine into her mouth.
A Rao struggled hard, waved away the medicine bowl and started coughing violently. She spit blood mixed with the juice on the bedding. She fell on the bed with bloodshot eyes and gasped for breath.
"You slut, you've soiled the sheets again!" When the two maids saw that she had soiled the quilt, they immediately started scolding her and raised their hands to hit her.
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