A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 340 The Pingkang Square Murder Case

After hearing Chao Heng's cry, everyone gathered around, Miss Qianrui was shocked and murmured: "That place..."

"It is the place where the oiran Mingyue lady lives in immortality."

Everyone's eyesight was poor, they only knew that there was a slender figure standing on the attic, only Lu Li saw the situation clearly——

It was a woman with bright facial features, no makeup, wearing a white silk dress, half of her feet had already stepped out.

Perfume?

Follow in his footsteps?

Subconsciously, Lu Li thought of the name.

When he was distracted, Li Bai was the first to react, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and save people!"

The words fell, and the black shadow fell, without the slightest hesitation, and without giving the others time to react.

Child time, midnight.

Huang Liuniang's house, which had been laughing constantly, became extremely quiet, and many benefactors lay by the windows, peeping into the courtyard downstairs.

Among them, there are those with fearful faces, those who are sullen, and those with excited faces...

"Who is the deceased?"

"Have you ever found out?"

The guest in Room A No. 2 was asking the servants. If he hadn't considered his status, he would have been gossiped if he went there hastily. He would have found out by himself.

"Reporting to Ah Lang, no." The boy servant looked embarrassed, and he hesitated, "Huang Liuniang's family's ranger guards are so powerful that they don't want anyone to approach them at all."

It is not easy to open a brothel, one is that the money comes quickly and it is easy to attract people's envy, and the other is that the guests drink too much and are easy to provoke things, so this business looks elegant, but the evil forces in Chang'an are closely linked.

Ranger.

Calling him a ranger is a bit of an exaggeration, but he is actually a thug who is responsible for maintaining order in brothels.

"Nonsense!" The guest in the No. 2 room was full of anger, pointing to the courtyard in the distance, and asked, "Why can those six people go there?"

"Ah Lang, they are officials."

"Isn't it outside my staff?"

"The leader is He Lao, the secretary supervisor of this dynasty, and there is also a Dali Temple judge among them."

This Yuanwailang was speechless for a moment. He is a fifth-rank official and belongs to the relatively noble Ministry of Rites. It is better not to wade through this muddy water.

at the same time.

Lu Li frowned and looked at the corpse in front of him. Although he had guessed the identity of the deceased beforehand, Li Bai and the others thought it was some maid who couldn't figure it out, so they chose to jump down from the attic until they saw it with their own eyes...

At this moment, Huang Liuniang had rushed over and was crying with a maid in her arms.

Although she is best at playing both sides and hiding her emotions, this time she definitely revealed her true feelings.

After all, the cash cow is gone.

Furthermore, the oiran has to be cultivated from an early age, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, rhythm, and poetry, just to hire a master will cost dozens of taels of gold, which is not counted as food and clothing expenses, and the Mingyue lady was named as the most famous. After a long time, Huang Liuniang didn't even return the book, and she suffered a blood loss!

"Daughter, why can't you think about it and find fault..."

"Mother has never beaten or scolded you, tin head, cloud grate, even a Persian snail Dai is willing to buy it for you, ying ying ying."

Howls lingered in his ears.

Lu Li took a deep look at Huang Liuniang, and asked, "Have you ever reported it to Marquis Wu?"

"..."

No one answered.

According to the process, if there is a murder case in the public, it must be reported to Wuhou Shop, and Wuhou and the bad guys will report it to Wannian County.

"Lu Qing, it's time for you to show your skills."

"This case is handed over to Marquis Wu and the bad guys, and nothing will be found out."

Li Bai and Wang Wei persuaded from the side.

As soon as the murder case came out, the two of them lost all alcohol in an instant. Judging from this posture, it seemed that they wanted to get addicted to detectives.

"Call Patrol Marquis Wu first, and inform Wu Zuo to come for an autopsy." Lu Li insisted that Marquis Wu be present.

First of all, he has a specialization in surgery, and he is not good at examining corpses. Secondly, he is now a bare-bones commander, and he has to do everything by himself, which is too tiring. In the end, he just took over the scene temporarily, waiting for the cat, no, waiting for the Shaoqing of this temple to arrive, and immediately handed over the case.

the other side.

The heavy gate of the workshop was pushed open by Marquis Wu, and two horsemen urged their horses to enter.

"The token given by An Jiedushi is easy to use, even the door of the workshop can be called open." Yuan Zai complimented in a low voice.

Bao Canjun shook his head: "That guy is not so easy to talk to, don't look at everything being done right now, if we can't find out the truth, not only will we not gain anything, but we will be held accountable afterwards."

"Don't worry, no matter whether the murderer is a human or a ghost, I can find out the truth of this case."

"So, then this case will be judged by Lao Yuan. After the matter is completed, there will be a big thank you from the general."

Seeing Yuan Zai's firm tone, Bao Canjun felt a little relieved and began to draw big cakes.

At the same time, the handymen in the Wuhou shop on the street corner have received the news and are gathering a whole team not far away.

Yuan Zai didn't care about the empty promises. He pointed there and asked, "What happened?"

Although he couldn't figure out where the two riders came from, Marquis Wu who opened the door still answered truthfully: "There has been a murder case again, and the deceased is Mingyue, the oiran of Huang Liuniang's family."

"Let's go and have a look." Yuan Zai regained his energy in an instant.

As the saying goes, it’s better to come early than coincidentally. The two of them did not hesitate to break the night ban and came to Pingkang Fang just to find clues, and now another oiran died. If they really want to sleep, someone will give them a pillow.

All the famous ladies of Pingkang have their own rooms, and it is absolutely impossible for them to share a room with others, especially as we all know that she has an entire attic and twenty servants who are proficient in various musical instruments serve her.

Even Miss Qianrui, when she saw her, she knew that she had to submit and bow her head to listen to discipline.

At this moment, Lu Li, who was in a state of depression, really couldn't figure out why Mingyue committed suicide.

For this cash cow, Huang Liuniang wished to be favored by the heavens, and she was determined not to be harsh.

In addition, at the level of everyone's knowledge, ordinary officials and scholars dare not offend at all, but princes and nobles have the best face, and there is no need to embarrass a little lady.

That is, no motive for suicide can be found.

"Miss Qianrui." Lu Li called softly.

After being stimulated by the scene in front of her, Qianrui, who was originally cheerful, became dull, and replied in a deep voice, "What's the matter, sir."

"When was the last time you saw Miss Mingyue?"

"The day before yesterday, in the lobby."

Not long ago, Qianrui found out about Lu Li's identity from her false mother Huang Liuniang, the eighth-rank judge of Dali Temple. She thought he was investigating the case, so she couldn't help adding: "That night Li Xiang brought guests here for a banquet. The lady will perform on stage with us."

The lobby, the most exquisite place in a brothel, can accommodate hundreds of guests.

As for Li Xiang.

Apart from Li Linfu, who is full of sweetness and swords, Lu Li can't think of anyone else who can be honored as Li Xiang.

"Did any conflict occur at the banquet?"

"For example, someone forcibly invites a well-known lady to accompany him for a drink."

Hearing this, Qianrui made a memory, and after a while, she shook her head resolutely: "After the dance, Li Xiang asked us to retreat, and there will be no women to accompany the wine during the banquet."

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