The night fell, everything was silent, and a few barking dogs could be heard faintly in the distance, making the peaceful Jiangnan town even more secluded. The moonlight is like water, shining on the streets paved with bluestones, giving it a cold light. The largest family in the town, the wealthy gentry Ye's family, was currently shrouded in a strange atmosphere.
The main hall of Ye Mansion was brightly lit, and several servants were kneeling on the ground trembling. In the main hall, Ye Zhixian, the head of the Ye family, looked livid and said in a trembling voice: "Master Di, this is really... Unbelievable! My son was fine last night, but he died tragically in the study today! The doors and windows were closed, and no one came in or out. Who did this?!"
In the middle of the hall, there sat a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue official uniform. He had lofty eyebrows and sharp eyes. He was Di Renjie, the famous detective of the time. Hearing this, he raised his hand slightly to signal Ye Zhixian to calm down, and then turned to look at his right-hand assistant Yuan Fang standing aside: "Yuan Fang, what do you think of this case?"
Yuan Fang frowned slightly, clasped his fists and said, "Sir, there are many doubts about this case. Mr. Ye's study is a secret room, and it is impossible for outsiders to get in and out without destroying the doors and windows. However, there are no signs of fighting at the scene. There is a deep knife mark on the deceased's chest, and the wound is clean. It is obviously done by a master. My subordinates believe that there must be something fishy behind this case."
Di Renjie nodded, thought for a moment, stood up, and said firmly: "Take me to the study."
