Chapter 459: Clues are born naturally, and are found by chance
Night is coming.
Sun Shaozong got off the carriage with a frown on his face and walked towards his backyard, but he was still thinking about the serial murders in Fayuan Temple.
The murderer was undoubtedly a bold and careful man. He did not leave any clues during his several crimes, especially the last one. Until now, Sun Shaozong still has not figured out how the murderer killed Jie Nian at close range without leaving any footprints.
Although when leaving Fayuan Temple, it was decided to send more people the next day to expand the scope of the search for the murder weapon - after the murderer killed someone, he would not risk returning to Fayuan Temple with the dagger and the murder weapon, so the murder weapon was most likely abandoned by him in the nearby mountains and forests.
But what if we can find the murder weapon?
Today's fingerprint identification technology is very crude. If there is any blur, it will be difficult to compare. Unless there are obvious traces such as bloody fingerprints, it will not be accurate at all.
Moreover, compared to the murder weapon, the murderer's method of committing the crime is the most important...
"These bright yellow ones should be planted in the outermost circle, right next to the yellow and white ones! Don't get the positions wrong, or else if you do this again, all the flowers will wither."
Sun Shaozong was rushing to the backyard in a distracted manner when he suddenly heard a steady and crisp voice coming from outside the corridor. He subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice and saw Yuanyang standing on the gravel path, directing a group of servants to replant the chrysanthemums.
Although the weather is getting cooler now, the autumn heat is no joke. How can the newly transplanted flower seedlings withstand a whole day of scorching sun?
Therefore, choosing to plant in the evening is the best choice.
Today, Yuanyang took off her straw raincoat and happened to be wearing a narrow-waisted pomegranate skirt with scattered flowers, which made her slender waist look even tighter than the hand. Her originally not-so-full breasts and buttocks, set off by her slender waist, also looked particularly charming and graceful.
Just talking about the slenderness and tightness of this waist, among all the women Sun Shaozong had ever been with, perhaps only the mistress of Ningguo Mansion, Youshi, could be compared with her - but Youshi had a petite figure, while Yuanyang was tall, so in comparison, she was naturally more rare.
Sun Shaozong's gaze couldn't help but wander around Yuanyang for a few times before he reluctantly retracted his gaze. He only retracted his gaze halfway when his sight suddenly fixed and fell directly on the open space near the flower bed.
Although it had been exposed to the sun for a whole day, the ground near the flower bed was low-lying and had accumulated some water, so it was still muddy. Now, with so many people moving the flower seedlings back and forth on it, there were naturally many footprints left on it.
However, some of the footprints seemed a little different. They did not look like the soles of feet, but rather like an irregular oval flower!
After staring for a while, Sun Shaozong quickly walked out of the corridor, walked to the nearest flower footprints, squatted down and looked at them carefully.
As we got closer, the flower's shape became clearer. Not only were the petals around it clearly outlined, but even the stamens in the middle were outlined - however, there were some fine lines in the middle that seemed to be blocked by mud, and did not look very coherent.
At this time, the servants saw Sun Shaozong approaching and hurriedly stopped what they were doing, bowed and called him "Second Master".
Sun Shaozong raised his head slightly, pointed at the footprints on the ground and asked, "Whose footprints are these?"
"It belongs to the servant."
Someone responded immediately in a crisp voice, but who else could it be but Yuanyang?
She came forward and explained, "My shoes were soaked in mud and water when I went home yesterday, so I picked this pair with thick soles. As for the pattern on it, I carved it randomly when I was bored."
Upon hearing this, Sun Shaozong's gaze turned towards Yuanyang's feet, but Yuanyang's pomegranate skirt was almost long enough to reach the ground, and her feet were tucked under her skirt, so there to see anything at all.
Then he gave the order without question: "Lift your feet up and let me see the soles of your shoes."
Yuanyang blushed and looked quite hesitant. She had to hide in the Sun family because of Jia She's covetousness and teasing, so she was naturally most sensitive to such things.
But looking at Sun Shaozong's serious look, it didn't seem like he was intentionally teasing her, so after hesitating for a moment, Yuanyang gritted her teeth, carefully lifted the hem of her skirt, and put her left foot out of the skirt to show it to Sun Shaozong.
But she was inexplicably nervous, and as she was about to pose as if she were standing on one leg, her small, medium-sized feet were shaking slightly in the air, making it difficult to see clearly.
Sun Shaozong simply grabbed her foot arch and held the thick-soled embroidered shoes in his palm to examine them carefully.
However, I could only see that on the inch-thick wooden base, an oval flower , and the veins of the petals of the footprints were caused by the grooves of varying depths on it.
This is actually similar to the patterns on the soles of later generations. The difference is that the patterns on the soles of later generations are for anti-slip, while the patterns on the embroidered soles are purely for beauty.
"ah!"
At the same time, her jade feet were suddenly pinched by a big hand like a palm-leaf fan. Yuanyang couldn't help but scream. She wanted to break free, but how could she resist Sun Shaozong's brute force?
He was so embarrassed and angry that he didn't know what to do, but suddenly he felt a lightness on his arch. It was Sun Shaozong who took the initiative to let go. He stood up and said thoughtfully: "Could it be that the murderer used a trick to pass off fake goods as real ones?"
After mumbling a few words to himself, he ignored Yuanyang and ran towards the gate of the mansion excitedly, shouting from a distance: "Quick, quickly harness the carriage and take me to Fayuan Temple! Also send someone to notify the government office to send Jiexiu and Jiechen to Fayuan Temple as well!"
Yuanyang watched him go away, not knowing whether she should be happy or ashamed. She turned around and saw the servants in the mansion looking at her mischievously. She couldn't help but cross her waist, stamped her feet and said coquettishly, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and plant the chrysanthemums, otherwise if you delay any longer, no one will be able to eat tonight!"
When everyone saw her feminine power, they started running around in a hurry and nervously.
However, when no one was paying attention to him, Yuanyang returned to the path with a stern face. However, he felt even more uneasy in his heart. He always felt a heat on his left foot, as if it was branded with something.
And that night, the scene in which Sun Shaozong made a mistake in a hurry and held her in his arms and rubbed her wantonly was even more unforgettable in her mind.
Pah! Pah! Pah!
I must have been led astray by Ping'er, otherwise why would I always think about such shameless things!
Yuanyang spat three times in his heart, tried hard to suppress the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and regained his spirit to direct the on-site operations.
