Chapter 879

"There are ghosts in the owner's house. They enter at midnight, and there are ghosts in the West's house. When they go at Mao, they fall by candlelight on the first watch, bury in the earth on the second watch, and linger in the water on the third watch."

She read and Jing Rong listened carefully.

Candlelight?

In the soil?

One watch?

Second watch?

These key words stand out from that tune.

When she finished speaking, Jing Rong thought, if suddenly.

This tone -- he was slightly surprised: "although Jiao Shiniang died before entering Beijing, before I knew her body had been frozen, it was estimated that her death time was at the moment of midnight. At that time, there was an overturned Candlestick in the house, and Xing Xiyang died at the second quarter of Mao, and people were buried in the earth,

The tune you just said... Zishi? 5 a.m. to 7 a.m.? One more candle? Buried in the earth? It's like I've long expected these two cases. If it's a coincidence, it's too coincidental! "

There are so many coincidences in the world!

It's all for fools.

Ji Yunshu looked dignified and his eyes were slightly heavy: "the time of their death and the state of their death at that time are indeed consistent with this tune, but this is definitely not a coincidence!"

Be sure! Jing Rong continued to think along the line of thought just now, walked back and forth in the hall for a few steps, frowning with a sword eyebrow, Side analysis: "The Dragon Mansion Inn is to the east of the capital and the Brunei Pavilion is to the west of the capital, which is just in line with the two sentences of" there is a ghost in the owner "and" there is a ghost in the west ". If... The murderer really kills according to this tune, then from the last sentence of" wandering in the water in the third watch ", the murderer is likely to... Continue to kill, and the place and time of the next murder are the same Hidden in this tune, the location of the attack may be to the east or west of the capital

Near the water, the time is three quarters of midnight, or three quarters of Mao. "

Well analyzed and flawed.

It's just that the killer will kill again?

Although the fog shrouded in front of us was half removed.

But still in front of me, blurred!

Ji Yun seems to have pressed a huge stone in his heart. He never thought that the strange tune he heard in the street that day was hidden! She heaved a heavy sigh, There seems to be other confusion: "There are... Many suspicious things. The murderer pretended to be Jiao Shiniang and was stopped by the three masked people in the street. I clearly remember that they didn't know each other at all, but the murderer's killing method was really carried out according to the tune. There are also the three masks, one on Jiao Shiniang's face and the other on Xing Xiyang's face. These are enough to explain , there is a connection between them. Since they know each other, why pretend they don't know each other? Why did the three men stop her carriage in the street? order

For what? "

Full of questions.

A cold wind suddenly blew in outside, which immediately straightened out her disordered thoughts.

Uh!

Her pupils opened slightly, shocked and frightened.

"Unless..."

The sound is fading.

Unless -?

Jing Rong immediately understood her idea and answered the end of the sentence: "unless it's a play."

A play!

The man spoke the key point of the case in just one sentence. Ji Yunshu: "yes, it's a play, a play for me." The tone was surprised and a little excited after understanding the truth. "In fact, she told me about the results of these two homicides from the day she entered Beijing. She knew I was in the teahouse, so she calculated the time in the street

Staged that one, is deliberately to tell me her murder time, way and place! But I didn't think too much at that time, so I'm a step slower now. "

In retrospect, I was very afraid of thinking carefully.

After a while, she suddenly thought of something: "in fact, not only these, she also told me another information."

Huh?

Then she took pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The picture of the rope tied to Xing Xiyang's wrist at that time was drawn.

Very realistic.

As if you could touch it.

Jingrong didn't understand why she suddenly asked about the rope, so she asked, "is there anything strange about the rope?"

"Do you recognize this knot?" He looked at it and shook his head: "it's not the usual kind of knot, nor is it casually made. It seems that there is no head and no tail, but it's clean and orderly. The way a person knots is actually a person's habit. It can be seen that the murderer is very good at this kind of knot, but it's still in use

I haven't seen anyone use it yet. "

"That's because the murderer is not from the Central Plains at all."

"Why?" "Mask!" She said, "among the masks worn by the three people at that time, there were cow ghosts, horse ghosts and snake ghosts. From the color of the ingredients, they belonged to the category of Yin ghost masks, and the people who were best at painting such Yin ghost masks were shepherds in the far north. In addition, the knot made by the murderer had never been seen in the Central Plains

It can be seen that the murderer not only told me and her time, way and place of killing on the day he entered the city, but also told me that she was not from the Central Plains! "

What a rampant murderer!

Now, the general information has come out. Then, Jing Rong called Lang Bo in. He said: "go and inform Jing Zhaoyin, the censor of the city tour and leader Xiao Tongling immediately, and tell them that during this period, you must pay more attention to the places close to water on both sides of the East and West, especially at the third quarter of Zi and the third quarter of Mao. If there is any abnormality, no matter who it is, catch it! Also, if you find it outside the Great Wall

The same people. "

Better catch the mistake than let it go.

Lang Po was ordered: "my subordinates understand."

"Also, we must remember that this matter must not be publicized, so that the murderer will have another plan when he knows."

"Yes."

Lang Po went to work immediately.

But Ji Yunshu still frowned.

Jing Rongxin knew, "you're thinking, why did the killer tell you this?"

She nodded her head lightly. Now she can't think about it with normal people's thinking, and said: "this may... Be a game, a game that starts with killing."

Killing game!

Like a pervert!

It seems that a cold wind inadvertently rushed into the hall.

She looked at Jing Rong and continued: "the murderer told me so much information before the murder began, so I have been forced to participate in this game. Does she want to see whether she kills quickly or I find her quickly?"

Who would be so boring and sick?

She has a knot in her heart. It's a dead knot.

Just don't understand, what's the resentment between the murderer and himself? What hate? Why play such a perverse game with yourself?

The hands in her skirt were twisted together disorderly, just like her mood at the moment, which could not be relieved.

Jingrong poured a cup of tea and put it into her hand.

"Leave the rest to Dali temple. If the murderer was in the capital, he would not let her run away."

She didn't say anything.

At least now, we know the killer's next target. As long as the people of the city patrol and Xiao Tong collar awesome, they should be able to catch them when the murderer assailants.