When the book-traveling little detective meets the two-faced prince

Lin Lezhi smiled cheerfully, said "Oh", and then raised his voice a little and said: "So Prefect Yang wants to know about that young man named Xiao. I thought it was something else. Prefect Yang, why don't you just tell me directly?"

Seeing Lin Lezhi shouting so loudly, Magistrate Yang was so scared that he almost dropped the book in his hand. His face turned pale with fear and he laughed dryly a few times to ease his embarrassment.

Lin Lezhi looked at Yang Hancai and asked, "Why did Prefect Yang think of asking him?"

"I just thought that the person who can help you solve the case must be a rare talent. If he is useful, I thought I could recommend him to the court, which would be a good thing."

"Oh~ So that's how it is." Lin Lezhi bowed to Yang Hancai apologetically and said, "Prefect Yang is thoughtful."

"No, it's my duty to work for the court, then..." Yang Hancai turned his gaze to Lin Lezhi, motioning Lin Lezhi to continue the previous topic.

Lin Lezhi thought for a moment and said, "That Mr. Xiao is indeed a rare talent with heroic spirit. I wanted to ask him to teach me a few moves, but when I returned to the inn that day, he said he had something important to do at home and left first. I don't know where he is now."

"So... I wonder when did Young Master Jiang become acquainted with the prince?"

Lin Lezhi turned his gaze towards Xiao Yihuo who was sitting outside the door. From their position, they could only see half of Xiao Yihuo's body.

"I happened to come to this town yesterday and happened to see the prince suffering from a sudden heart attack. I took the trouble to send the prince back to the inn. To express his gratitude, the prince let me stay in the inn for a few more days and even paid for my accommodation."

After hearing this, Yang Hancai's face was obviously relaxed a lot, and he bowed and said, "Then I have to thank Mr. Jiang for his help. If the prince had any problems in the area I am responsible for, I would not be able to save my head even if I had ten heads."

"It's just a small favor, I should do it."

Yang Hancai took out the handkerchief in his arms and dusted off some of the dust on the books, then said with a smile: "Then I will send these books to the prince, and I will not bother Mr. Jiang anymore."

Lin Lezhi smiled and nodded slightly, then turned his attention back to the bookkeeping.

Yang Hancai took a few steps and suddenly remembered something. He fell back and said to Lin Lezhi, "Oh, right, Master Jiang said in Yulong Village that he wanted to investigate Li Weisheng. I asked someone to check it out, but there was no news about the refugees. However, according to the records, when Li Weisheng participated in the Enke, he had a burn on his left shoulder and neck. He said it was an accidental injury."

Lin Lezhi thought for a moment and said, "Okay, thank you, Governor Yang."

Yang Hancai signaled Lin Lezhi to continue with his work, and then walked out.

Lin Lezhi turned his gaze back to the book. With so much information on refugees, it was not easy to find the owner of the corpse.

With so much information about displaced people, it is not easy to find the owner of the corpse.

They are all surnameless people.

'No Ke Zhi'

'No Qi Ming'

'...'

Some are followed by "Ya Ren Zhuang", while some are blank.

Just then, Prefect Yang came back from outside, and Lin Lezhi asked, "Did these people originally have no surnames, or did they remove their surnames?"

Prefect Yang walked a few steps quickly and came in and said, "Mr. Jiang, you don't know that Changluan County is very close to Yunqiang State. The people are often disturbed by wars, and they naturally receive many refugees. This has also caused many people to lose their household registration. In order to facilitate statistics and to distinguish refugees from local residents in time, they are all unified into the surname 'Wu'."

"But it's not that they don't have surnames. Some refugees put their surnames in the second place." Prefect Yang pointed to a person's name 'Wu Zhaoren' and said, "Mr. Jiang, you see, this one puts the surname in the second place."

Searching for a boy who doesn't even have a name is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Lin Lezhi looked at Yang Hancai and said, "Prefect Yang, when that young man died, was there a coroner to perform an autopsy on him?"

"For stateless refugees like these, there will be no coroner to perform an autopsy. After all, no family will come to reclaim their remains. At most, they will be rolled up on a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave, and that's considered good enough."

Lin Lezhi frowned slightly and moved his gaze to the three words behind the name, 'Ya Ren Zhuang'.

Lin Lezhi suddenly remembered what Miss Sun Wan'er said before he met her.

"Sun Wan'er: "I... am just a romantic person, I have long forgotten my last name."

Counting the years, it was eighteen years ago. Lin Lezhi quickly looked through the books from the previous five years, looking for Sun Wan'er's name.

For a moment, the room was filled with dust.

Yang Hancai coughed several times and asked in confusion, "Mr. Jiang, what are you looking for? I can help you find it."

Lin Lezhi did not stop searching, and while he glanced at the names on the book, he responded, "Please help me find a name, Wu Wan'er or Wu Mengwan, Governor Yang."

Magistrate Yang said "Oh" in confusion, holding his breath and picking up the bookkeeper beside him.

Just when Lin Lezhi was about to look for the next book, a pair of bony hands reached out from the side. After a light cough, he said softly, "Lian'an, are you looking for her?"

Lin Lezhi took the book and his eyes quickly locked onto the names on it.

'Wu Mengwan - Ya Ren Zhuang'

Yang Hancai was so frightened by Xiao Yihuo's coming that he stepped forward and said, "Oh, Your Majesty, why did you come in? It's dirty in here."

Xiao Yihuo coughed a few more times, looked at Yang Hancai and said, "I'm fine. This name just happened to appear in the records that Lian An gave me."

After saying that, Xiao Yihuo looked at Lin Lezhi, smiled calmly and said, "Sure enough...Lian An is very foresighted."

ha?

Xiao Yihuo definitely did it on purpose. He knew clearly that what he got was not the one from thirteen years ago, yet he still sat outside the house without saying a word.

I originally wanted to trick him, but I didn't expect to trick myself.

Lin Lezhi smiled awkwardly, and then said respectfully through gritted teeth: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"I'm very happy to be able to help Lian'an." Xiao Yihuo said with a gentle smile.

"Your Majesty, please go out first. It will be the same if we talk outside."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Before leaving, Xiao Yihuo did not forget to smile at Lin Lezhi again.

What a unique little white flower!

Now Lin Lezhi's stomach is full of the urge to curse, but unfortunately the person in front of him is a prince, so he has to hold it back.

"System -! System -! System, is there a bug?" Lin Lezhi shouted in his heart.

Lin Lezhi’s response was silence.

Not for any reason!

When other people travel through books, they either have golden fingers or the halo of the protagonist, and they also have a system. How come I, right from the start, end up being transported into a person whose life or death is unknown.

Not only did he almost get cut off several times, but he also let himself be hit in the face by others.

Believe it or not, he doesn’t play anymore!

Just when Lin Lezhi wanted to throw the book, the yamen runners who had gone out to look for clues came back and reported, "Prefect Yang, we have found out that those ghost money were ordered by the people from the Ya Ren Zhuang."

Lin Lezhi took back his hand that was about to throw the book away.

No matter how angry we are, we still have to investigate the case.

Otherwise, one day, he will starve to death here.

He took a deep breath, and then a smile appeared on his face as if nothing mattered.

Lin Lezhi took the book and walked out, placing it on the tea table. He then looked at Yang Hancai and said, "Prefect Yang, I want to go to this Ya Ren Zhuang. I wonder if Prefect Yang can take me in."