With the medical space, she traveled through time to make money.

Chapter 191
There was a very strong strange smell in the room. If you smell it carefully, you can smell blood. Xie Cheng covered her nose with her hand, and she frowned at Boss Li.

"Has the room been cleaned?"

Boss Li nodded, and he looked back at Meng Changfeng.

"Young Master didn't let us clean it up. I wanted to send someone over to clean it up."

Get rid of all the bad luck here.

"It's a good thing you didn't clean it."

If the room is really cleared, there will be no clues.

Xie Cheng took out two very long white cloth strips from his sleeves.

After covering her nose with the white cloth, she felt that the air was fresher.

"Give."

Seeing the cloth strip in her hand, Meng Changfeng was still a little surprised.

"Is it for me?"

"Of course, I handed it to you."

After tying the cloth strips on his head, he smelled a faint orange fragrance.

This scent is quite suitable for Xie Orange.

The other people standing in the room were very envious, and Boss Li stretched out his hand with a shy face.

"Thank you girl, can you give me one too?"

He was literally about to throw up.

Hearing this, Xie Cheng smiled.

"What do you want? I don't want you to investigate the case." She glanced sharply at all the people present: "All the idlers go out, just me and the young master."

She was afraid that there was Murong Shi's eyeliner in it.

Murong Shi has been in Jingbei Hou's Mansion for several years, and it is not difficult to place a few eyeliners by Meng Changfeng's side.

After a while, the attendants left the room one after another, only Ax stood there blankly.

"Why, are you still leaving?"

The axe shook his head: "Young Master, this servant wants to be with you, and this servant has never left you."

His slightly coquettish tone made Xie Cheng frowned. Could this ax be a woman disguised as a man?

"No!" Her tone was firm.

Ax grumbled, one of his hands was still grabbing Meng Changfeng's sleeve.

"Why not? The servant cannot leave the young master."

Seeing his actions, Xie Cheng felt a chill.

"If you say no, you can't, Meng Changfeng, if he is here, then I will leave."

This person is really strange, and doubts arose in her heart.

Xie Cheng's eyes suddenly changed, and Ax noticed it, and he quickly let go of Meng Changfeng's sleeve.

"Okay, okay, the slave will go first."

After saying this, he left the room in a panic.

Meng Changfeng turned his head, he looked helpless.

"Don't mind, Ax has been like this since he was a child. His body is relatively weak. I haven't let him do heavy work, so he looks a bit like a woman."

It seems that the mother and the temperament mother are completely different things.

Xie Cheng pouted: "Anyway, you should be careful."

"Be careful of what?" Meng Changfeng looked puzzled.

"Oh, I don't understand, I'm so tired, talking to you is like playing the piano to the cow."

She ignored him and began to carefully search for clues in the room.

And the ax that came out of the door had already changed his face, and he walked in front of his followers with a gloomy expression.

"I'm going out to buy some food for the little lord, you are waiting here, do you hear me?"

In the hearts of these ordinary servants, the status of the ax was second only to Meng Changfeng.

"Okay, the slave understands."

When the ax was gone, they began a discussion.

"What's the air, aren't you the lackey of the young master? They all look like women."

"Yeah, he is arrogant to us every day. When the time comes, the little duke despises him, I will definitely teach him a lesson, and beat him until he doesn't even know his parents."

"Hmph, I think he is more suitable to be a young lady in a brothel."

Ax, who had gone away, didn't hear what they said, so he entered a bookstore.

"Shopkeeper, can you give me a piece of paper and a brush? I want to write a few words."

There will always be poor scholars coming to beg for paper, pens, and ink, and the shopkeeper is not surprised.

"Over there on the table."

On the table lay some very rough paper, but it was adequate.

After writing a few lines on it, Axe slipped the note up his sleeve.

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

Seeing him come and go in a hurry, the shopkeeper frowned.

"Isn't this person a scholar?"

Ordinary scholars would stay in his bookstore until evening, because they wanted to read books, but they didn't want to spend a penny.

After a while, the shopkeeper shook his head, he didn't take this matter to heart.

A flying pigeon parked on the window sill attracted Murong Shi's attention, and she walked over quietly.

"Who sent it?"

Open the bamboo tube and pull out the note inside.

"Master Xiao Hou took Xie Cheng to the Jade Restaurant, saying that he wanted to find clues, Madam, please be careful."

Seeing the familiar handwriting, Murong Shi gritted her teeth.

"This bitch is really haunted."

Why is there her everywhere, Meng Changfeng has to follow him even when he investigates a case, it's really shameless.

She directly squeezed the note inside into a ball shape.

……

Emerald Restaurant.

Xie Cheng, who was walking to the side of the bed, stopped suddenly. She seemed to have caught something from the corner of her eye just now.

"Meng Changfeng, come over here and take a look at this."

She picked up a small piece of rags from the ground.

This piece of fabric is delicate to the touch, and ordinary people can't afford such fine clothes.

"Aunt Xu usually wears burlap clothes. If she really accidentally fell to her death, there should be no such cloth in the room."

The maids in the Emerald Restaurant also wore slightly softer clothes, which were only a little better than the burlap clothes.

Seeing the rags in Xie Cheng's hand, Meng Changfeng frowned. He always felt like he had seen this piece of fabric somewhere before.

After lightly taking the cloth, he began to examine it carefully.

"This should be silk brocade, and it costs 100 taels of silver per inch."

It should be worn by the daughter of a wealthy family.

"Then do you know any noble family with such silk brocade?"

"The Prime Minister's family, his daughter likes to wear brocade clothes the most."

Meng Changfeng squeezed the rags tightly in his hand, his eyes were still hazy.

"I will definitely make this matter clear."

Did he really misunderstand Murong Shi?

Thinking of this, Meng Changfeng had a splitting headache.

Then his face turned pale, and Xie Cheng hurried forward.

"Is there something uncomfortable?"

Her tone was unusually flat, but Meng Changfeng could hear the concern in it.

"Thank you Cheng, I..."

"Dong dong dong, young master, have you found any clues?"

The sound of an ax came from outside the door, and Meng Changfeng frowned. It was the first time he felt that the ax was annoying and stupid.

(End of this chapter)