mtlumby2d Chapter 149 Sneaking into Zhao's Mansion
Chapter 149 Sneaking into Zhao's Mansion
As expected, when you walk out of the Kyoto restaurant and enter any restaurant, you will find that they are all telling this novel story, "The Murder Caused by Huanghuali Wood."
Gu Qingyun just felt a headache. Although everyone knows that something is wrong when something is abnormal, why do ordinary people care about whether it is abnormal or not? Reading gossip and eating melons, isn't this a normal reaction to life?
"Shaoqing, could it be that Lord Zhao was really killed by his relatives?" Xinhai asked sincerely after accompanying Gu Qingyun to the last tavern in Yongle Lane.
"Anyway, no matter who it is, he is someone under our noses, or even... the person who has been trying to stop us." Gu Qingyun said lightly.
“Then what should we do? This time we are in the know and the other party is also in the know. If we keep refusing to meet and investigate, it will end up being buried without a single case.” Shinkai said.
Xinhai has always been a little dull, but after half a day he finally reacted.
"Didn't I just talk about this this morning?" Gu Qingyun was shocked by his dullness for the "hundredth time" and said unhappily.
The investigation yielded no results, and we only knew that in addition to the Dali Temple, the God of Thieves himself was also smeared.
Unexpectedly, the Dali Temple received a letter the next day.
The font above is not rough at all, but rather delicate.
"Hello, Dali Temple. I am Tang Mingde, the thief god you often talk about. I have retired from the underworld. I have never stolen or robbed anyone, let alone committed murder or robbery. I did not steal the pair of legendary jade cups last time. Now I am helping a big shot and cannot stay out of trouble. I implore Dali Temple to quickly catch the murderer and do not let public opinion affect me. Thank you!"
Wu Huan's eyes were wide open, his face full of disbelief, and the exclamation marks on his face were falling in pairs.
"Ah? No... Thief God, what do you think of our Dali Temple?" Xinhai was a little angry. Could it be that he came in quietly again this time?
What about the petty officials and runners in the Dali Temple? Are they just for show?
"That's not the case... A pigeon was delivered this morning before dawn." There are many more experts in the Dali Temple than at the crime scene, so it is reasonable to send a pigeon.
When he heard that it was a pigeon, Xinhai felt that it was a little understandable. Otherwise, the Dali Temple would really have become a gathering place for criminals from all over the world.
Gu Qingyun thought for a moment, "Isn't there a thief imprisoned in the backyard? Go ask him if he knows what Tang Mingde is doing now?"
Zhao Huaiqing nodded and hurried to the back.
After practicing Tai Chi with the thief for half a day, I found out that Tang Mingde was now helping people gather information and make fake antiques.
Before Zhao Huaiqing reached the front yard, Tang Mingde's things had already arrived there.
Any glance at these things will reveal priceless items, including gold and jade items, and even bronze and calligraphy and paintings by famous artists.
"Wow, what are you doing? Are you surrendering?" Zhao Huaiqing loved antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and his eyes lit up immediately when he saw these treasures.
Gu Qingyun was flipping through a booklet that recorded the dynasties of these treasures and when Tang Mingde stole them. There were a total of 780 pieces, but not a single one had been sold.
"What is he doing?" Zhao Huaiqing asked again while flipping through the calligraphy and paintings.
"I don't know. He probably wants a golden ticket to avoid death. Things outside are getting bigger and bigger. He's afraid that he will be caught and punished." Gu Qingyun smiled and looked at the pile of treasures and said, "Put them in the warehouse first. It's no use leaving them outside. It will snow again soon."
Several clerks hurriedly carried the things back.
"Be gentle." Gu Qingyun left a word and went into the house.
Perhaps the power of public opinion is too strong. Many people are convinced that it was done by the Thief God, and they also think that the Dali Temple has not closed the case because it cannot catch the Thief God.
Today, the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple warned Gu Qingyun to close the case as soon as possible and to put an end to the matter as soon as possible.
Although he didn't mention finding someone to take the blame, every word he said was meant to make Gu Qingyun think of a way to close the case as soon as possible.
Gu Qingyun was helpless, but there was nothing he could do.
Let's just close the case as soon as possible, what else can we do?
When they went to the Zhao residence again in the afternoon, Madam Zhao no longer had the hesitant look of yesterday. Instead, she sat down and said to Gu Qingyun in a leisurely manner, "Sir Shaoqing, when can my husband be buried? There are rumors outside that it was done by... the thief god. How can we women know about these people? I wonder if Sir Shaoqing knows."
Gu Qingyun was not angered by her, he just smiled and said, "I don't know who spread the rumors, I'm sorry to disturb you, but we don't handle cases based on rumors, we look at the evidence."
Mrs. Zhao's face was slightly tinged with anger. This bastard was so stubborn.
"Oh~ I'm afraid that the Dali Temple is too slow. My husband is in a hurry to be buried, and we need to bury him in peace."
The maids and old women around her all looked nervous. Ever since the master passed away, the lady seemed like a different person. The calm and gentle lady from before seemed to have died. Now, she would kneel on the floor of the hall for no reason. It was really scary.
Gu Qingyun didn't want to argue with her, and just said calmly, "The duty of the Dali Temple is to punish evildoers. This case cannot be buried until the murderer is found after being reported to the Dali Temple. Now we have to see if we can find more evidence, madam, don't you think so?"
Mrs. Zhao's patience had reached its limit and she was about to become hysterical, so Gu Qingyun turned around and left.
Lord Zhao's official position is neither high nor low. I wonder if he can get a chance to perform an autopsy by asking the Emperor?
Gu Qingyun was unsure and didn't know whether he should take this step. Perhaps the emperor would think he was making a big deal out of nothing.
But now the lady is watching too closely. Unless Bai Jinyu is brought in in the middle of the night, she can sew up the body and sneak away after the examination.
But what was done secretly is done secretly, and even if something is found out, it cannot be used as evidence.
We have to find a way to force her to do an autopsy.
Lord Zhao has been dead for nearly four days now. If we don't do this now, the evidence will probably be destroyed.
From this perspective, we can’t even tell whether he took any pills or not. His death was so bizarre, could it really be considered suicide?
Seeing that the Chinese New Year was only 7 days away, Gu Qingyun wanted everyone in the Dali Temple to have a good New Year, so he had to find a way to solve the case within these 7 days.
Late at night, Gu Qingyun still sneaked into the mansion with Bai Jinyu. As expected, as long as the people from the Dali Temple were not here, the mourning hall was perfunctory and there was not even anyone keeping watch, as if it was safer for the Dali Temple to stay here.
"Shaoqing, go and keep watch for me." Bai Jinyu said in a low voice.
Gu Qingyun left the house quickly. Because he didn't dare to use a lamp, he could only use the lamp that was originally in the mourning hall to see. Bai Jinyu suspected several times that he was going blind.
An hour later, Bai Jinyu got the answer he wanted, put the person back together, and left the house.
Fortunately, the government didn't take it too seriously, and the process went so smoothly that both of them felt that Lord Zhao's death was not worth it.