"Brother Sheng, it's best to find this person."
When Wang Xian heard this, he was obviously stunned. When his nerves caught up with his thoughts, he grinned.
"Master Xu is here! Master Xu is here!"
The students surrounding him dispersed immediately upon hearing Master Xu's arrival, leaving only Wang Sheng and Wang Ye. in situ.
"What happened?"
Mr. Xu was obviously called by the students just after finishing his lunch. There was still a slight shine on the corners of his mouth, which was contrary to his usual tidy image. .
No one around him dared to say anything, including the classmate who had just gone to ask for his wife. He returned to his seat silently.
Wang Sheng did not stop his verification.
It happened that Master Xu came to the school, and his classmates hurriedly returned to their seats to make some space. He then vigorously tested his hypothesis in his seat.
"Master Xu."
After waiting for a long time, Wang Sheng stood up, reached out and pulled up his illegible copy of "Mencius" and handed it to Master Xu.
"A classmate made my book wet."
After a while, the surface of Wang Sheng's book began to dry up, but the inside of the book was still damp. Master Xu took it Time will inevitably stain your hands.
Master Xu himself walked over in a hurry, his face was red, and there was no movement on his face. He started turning pages from the first page, even though the ink on the book was wet. His hands never stopped.
"Who did it?"
Master Xu's calm and gentle voice made people tremble. His tone did not change from usual. It was precisely because there was no change that he was called People are afraid.
There was no sound in the school, and it was so quiet that the chirping of the birds on the trees became crisp and clear.
"Master Xu, I already have an idea."
When Wang Sheng saw no one answered, he still took up the topic.
"Follow me."
Master Xu did not ask Wang Sheng in the hall, but chose to invite Wang Sheng to come out to discuss. He was afraid that the conversation would be heard by the disciples in the room, so he led him Go all the way to a remote place.
"Master Xu, I guess you have also thought of who it is."
Wang Sheng arrived at a secluded place, without anyone else around, and said bluntly: "This disciple thinks it is my eldest brother, Wang Show."
"Is there any evidence?"
Master Xu showed no signs of surprise and asked directly as before.
"The disciple has a definite evidence, which is the book placed on the table."
"The ink on it is completely different from the ink the disciple used in the past. The ink used by the disciple is The ink sticks purchased from Yisu House in Qingqing Bookstore are ground and have a strong smell, while the ink remaining on the book has a fresh smell."
"Besides, before Master Xu arrived., I used my ink to first dip it on the paper, and then wet the brush on the book, and attached the ink on the book to the side. After the two dried, they were different colors, one was darker and the other was lighter. . ”
“The darker one was drawn before I mixed the two inks together; the lighter one was drawn after I mixed Yili Zhai’s ink with the ink on the book . ”
“This situation is enough to prove that the two inks are different. At least, the source of ink stick production must be different. In the entire family study, everyone uses ink sticks from Qingqing Shusi. "
"Only my eldest brother, Wang Xian, who returned from the town, uses Yamotang's ink. ”
“Master Xu, please invite Wang Xian and you will find out.” "
Wang Sheng was very organized and verified his conjectures with Master Xu one by one.
The reason why he achieved this was because his classmates often asked him questions. Over time, everyone used It’s clear what kind of ink it is.
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Wang Xian is more obvious. He often uses this kind of ink, and it is inevitable to wear it when walking. The ink had a delicate fragrance, and when he discussed it with Wang Sheng and Wang Yan, he also revealed the origin of the ink.
Wang Xian was called over soon, but he did not appear panicked, and his face remained calm. With his signature smile, he bent down to say hello to Master Xu
"Master Xu. "
"No need to say more, Wang Sheng just said bluntly, you did this kind of thing, you two should communicate. ”
“Master Xu, I don’t have anything to say and want to talk to my brother, but I do have something to say and I want to talk to Master Xu alone.” "
Master Xu narrowed his eyes slightly and let out a long sigh.
"Whatever you have to say, it will be the same here, I will still listen here. "
"I didn't know that my younger brother had to cover a big pot for me, which really puts my brother to shame. "
When Wang Xian saw that Master Xu was unmoved, he turned to Wang Sheng and shouted, every word hurting his heart.
"I have spent all my time in vain. , I want to help you find the murderer. "
"Thank you, brother, but I don't understand something. Why is the ink on this book exactly the same as the ink on brother? "
When Wang Sheng saw Wang Xian talking like this, he just wanted to force himself to admit that he had made a mistake in his identification, and scolded himself in a stern tone so that he could retreat.
Wang Sheng is not afraid of these words.
Other things may be reduced to trivial matters. Damaging books is tantamount to a warrior breaking his sword and a soldier breaking his halberd.
p>"Brother Sheng, you innocently framed your eldest brother and me. "
"I'm not close to you, so I can't put ink on your book. Furthermore, if I remember correctly, the ink you used when copying books at Qingqing Bookshop must have been different from the one you usually used. ”
“Maybe you deliberately put the bookIt's my head that got wet. I really can't explain it. "
Wang Xianzhi shook his head, his eyes full of regret for Wang Sheng, mixed with a hint of hatred that iron cannot become steel.
Wang Sheng had known that Wang Xian would refute from here, so he had planned a response in advance.
"I did copy books at Qingqing Bookstore, and the ink used when copying books was different from before, but the scent of the ink on the books was not the same. "
"If brother wants to say that, let me ask you, have you taken care of the ink bottle? "
"What? "
Wang Xian remained calm on his face, but his palms began to sweat because of Wang Sheng's words.
"You can't polish your ink on the spot today if your classmates don't notice. , put the ink into the bottle. I want to prepare it early and wait for a good opportunity to put ink on my book. "
"You haven't eaten. You don't need to explain this. Brother Yan and I didn't see you come back from the discussion after class to the incident. 2. If you didn't go to the toilet, there is only one place to use the toilet. You can confront the classmate who has gone to the toilet. If the eldest brother did not do these two things, then where have you been during this time? "
Wang Sheng did not need Wang Xian's answer and continued talking on his own.
"This is also a coincidence. I was called over by Brother Yan today, and Brother Ye also went with me. , the book was placed on the table, giving the elder brother an opportunity to take advantage of. "
"What you didn't expect was that my brother came back so quickly, and that his classmates were also very enthusiastic and surrounded you. You don't have time to deal with the things in your hands, and you don't have time to open the day food. ”
“Simply, take advantage of the situation to question others and clear yourself of suspicion. ”
“But, brother! Have you never been such a warm-hearted person? "
Wang Sheng recalled that in the past, when his classmates asked him some simple questions, Wang Xian never answered them. His behavior had long been exposed by those classmates who came to consult Wang Sheng. .
Perhaps because of the preferential treatment as his younger brother, Wang Xiancai came to ask if he wanted to take the county examination questions.
With this kind of preferential treatment, he was not seen when he was in bed, and he was not praised by his wife. . Once this book is damaged, it would be too ridiculous to find the murderer without thinking about tea or food.