Yang Qiuchi took out tweezers from his arms, and used tweezers to pull out a hair from the heads of more than thirty monks, and wrapped them in white paper to make them up. He said to Ma Du: "Brother, wait, I'll go."

"Where are you going to brother?"

"Think about which of these thirty people is the one wearing a straw hat."

"What do you think..." Ma Du was going to ask who was wearing a straw hat, but just agreed not to ask how Yang Qiuchi solved the case, so he changed his mind: "Okay, go quickly and come back!"

When Yang Qiuchi returned home, he went into the room and took out all the detection equipment and reagents, and compared the short hair in the straw hat with the more than 30 short hairs under the microscope one by one.

Under the microscope, the hair color, thickness and epidermal characteristics of different people are different. After comparison, it was determined that eight hairs were similar to those in straw hats.

Yang Qiuchi first tested the blood type of the short hair in the straw hat and confirmed it was type A. Then he tested the blood type of the eight hairs, three of which were type A.

Now, the scope has been narrowed to three people!

If there is DNA testing, it can be solved in one step which of the three people is a straw hat. However, blood type testing cannot do this. However, determining one of the three suspects can also be tortured. For the Jinyiwei, the problem is not very big. After all, there are still very few people like Widow Xie who are not verbalized.

Yang Qiuchi remembered the numbers of these three hairs, put the equipment into an aluminum alloy cabinet and locked it, and returned to the inn next to the yamen.

Ma Du came up with a smile from afar and asked expectantly: "How is it? Brother."

Yang Qiuchi smiled and nodded: "It's almost done."

Ma Du's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise: "Which one is it?"

Yang Qiuchi walked to the more than thirty monks, pulled out the three who had just remembered the number, and said, "It is probably one of the three of them!"

The three of them are burly men, and one is a fat old man like a short winter melon, with white eyebrows and white beard and wrinkles on his face.

Ma Du walked to the three monks, carefully identified them for a while, but couldn't tell the reason, and shouted: "Come on, take them down!"

The Jinyiwei rushed forward, tied the three of them up and knelt on the ground. The two burly monks shouted and asked why they were caught, but the short winter melon didn't say a word.

Ma Du sneered: "You three are rebels and are the people of Emperor Jianwen, right?"

The two burly monks shouted in unison, but the short winter melon still didn't speak. Under the scorching sun, I don't know if it was hot or scared, and sweat broke out on the heads of the three monks.

Yang Qiuchi was watching all the time. Seeing the three monks sweating, he moved his heart. He walked up to observe the short winter melon monk carefully and saw the monk fur. After a while, Yang Qiuchi grabbed his white beard and pulled it down. A handful of white beard had been pulled down by Yang Qiuchi, revealing his smooth chin.

This beard is fake! Ma Du exclaimed and looked at the fat monk carefully.

Yang Qiuchi brushed twice and pulled off the fat monk's two white eyebrows, which were also fake!

The monk began to tremble all over, and cold sweat was flowing on his head, but there was no sweat on his face. This was exactly why Yang Qiuchi suspected him. It was probably because he had a layer of paste on his face, which blocked his pores, so there was no sweat on his face, which meant that the fat monk had disguised himself. If he had no ghost in his heart, he would not have to disguise himself.

Yang Qiuchi picked up the pot of tea on the table, poured it down from the head of the fat monk kneeling on the ground, and then used his sleeves to wipe the fat monk's face. After a moment, the fat old monk with wrinkles turned into a middle-aged monk with a chubby rosy and round face.

"Huh~!" Ma Du screamed in surprise, squatted in front of the fat monk, carefully observed his face, and suddenly screamed: "Come on the sea capture image!"

"Yes!" An Jinyiwei agreed and ran into the inn. After a while, he carried a large bundle of scrolls and put them on the table. These were all sea arrest notices issued by Jinyiwei, and they were all portraits of the fleeing court reprimanded.

Ma Du opened one by one, comparing it with the fat monk. Suddenly, Ma Du's hand stopped. He picked up one and placed it next to the fat monk's face. When Yang Qiuchi saw that the portrait was 70 to 80% similar to the fat monk. After all, the portrait cannot be compared with the photo. However, if the fat monk was the person in the painting, it would be considered to be very similar to the painting.

"Hahaha, hahaha..." Ma Du laughed to the sky, the portrait in his hand trembled with the laughter, and the fat monk's face was ashen and his whole body was trembling.

Ma Du stopped laughing and bowed proudly to the fat monk: "Eunuch Wang! I'm going to give you a greeting! Hahaha..." Another smug laughter.

The fat monk could no longer stand and collapsed on the ground with a gurgle.

Yang Qiuchi asked curiously: "Brother, do you know this monk?"

Ma Du grabbed Yang Qiuchi and said proudly: "Brother, do you know who this fat monk is?" Before Yang Qiuchi answered, Ma Du continued with excitement: "He is Wang Yue, the popular eunuch in front of Emperor Jianwen back then! Wang Yue, who persuaded Emperor Jianwen to escape and escape together! Brother, we have captured this master now, it is difficult for our brothers to be undeveloped! Hahaha..."

Ah? Yang Qiuchi is not familiar with Emperor Jianwen's affairs, so he has not studied high school history well. However, seeing Ma Du's excited appearance, this fat monk should be one of the core figures in Emperor Jianwen's circle.

In the Jingnan Battle, the army of King Yan, Zhu Di, attacked Nanjing, the capital of the Ming Dynasty at that time. Emperor Jianwen wanted to commit suicide. It was the young supervisor Wang Yue who stopped him. He said that Emperor Jianwen's grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang had already expected what happened today, so he left an iron box for Emperor Jianwen with a cassock inside and pointed to a tunnel. Emperor Jianwen took Wang Yue and other followers and escaped from the tunnel from the tunnel.

This Wang Yue is the personal eunuch of Emperor Jianwen. How could Ma Du not get mad when he caught him?

Ma Du shouted happily: "Take him into the inn!"

The Jinyiwei brought Wang Yue into the post station, and Ma Du asked Yang Qiuchi to interrogate him.

Ma Du walked to Wang Yue, stared at him without saying anything, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Wang Yue's crotch and pinched it, then smiled sinisterly, turned his head and said to Yang Qiuchi with pride: "That's right, this guy is a catfish without eggs, haha..." Wang Yue was covered in sweat and no one looked on his face.

Ma Du asked Wang Yue with the straw hat: "Is this straw hat yours?

Wang Yue looked pale and said nothing. Ma Du raised his hand and slapped Wang Yue in the face: "Your surname is Wang, you'd better explain it quickly. You are also very clear about our Jinyiwei's methods! Don't suffer in filth!"

Wang Yue's lips trembled for a moment, but he still didn't say anything.

Ma Du gently patted Wang Yue's face: "You are a sensible person. Only by telling Emperor Jianwen and his accomplices can you atone for your sins and protect your pig head! Do you understand? Otherwise, you know more than anyone else how the emperor will deal with you now!"

These words hit Wang Yue's vital point, his lips trembled, and he said, "This straw hat... is mine, I forgot to bring it when I left Widow Xie's house." His voice was very sharp, and he was indeed a eunuch.

"What did you do when you go to Widow Xie's house?"

"Go and get a letter."

Ma Du took out the secret letter from his arms: "Is this one?"
Chapter completed!