The beautiful abandoned girl opened her eyes and she fought back with her medical skills

The room was as clean as last time, without a speck of dust. I guess someone cleans here regularly.

"Miss Seven, was Suwan really raped and pregnant?" It was no wonder that Lin Yangui asked this question. In her eyes, although Suwan's character was a little treacherous, she was not a bad person by nature. She would never do anything that would bring disgrace to the family. It must be that the thief had impure intentions and forced Suwan.

She had seen Suwan's body. The image of her lying in the coffin without a human form frightened her every thought. A layer of skin hung on her bones, her internal organs had been corroded, and her facial features were sunken. Who could imagine that such a skinny woman could have been the once beautiful and charming lady from a wealthy family.

Hua Jianli stared silently at the woman in front of him, as if he wanted to see something from her face, but the woman had an innocent look on her face, just like a girl next door, and there was nothing wrong with her.

She sighed and came to the place where Zhang Suwan's scroll was once placed.

He opened the drawer and took out the scroll.

"Indeed, she is pregnant. I found out from the body, and it has been two months. So I hope you can think carefully about who the men who have had contact with Zhang Suwan recently are..."

"You said that the man might be the murderer of Su Wan?"

"pretty close."

Hua Jianli pulled a chair and sat in front of the table, flipping through the photos one by one. If Zhang Suwan cared about this man, she would definitely leave some clues about him.

Zhang Suwan likes painting, so she decided to start from there and not miss any clues.

As she flipped through the books, she was once again amazed at Zhang Suwan's painting skills.

The characters in the painting are vivid and lifelike, as if they were alive, which shows how much Zhang Suwan loves her idol.

The next moment, she discovered a different painting. The person in the painting was no longer the stereotyped Miss Yaji, but a self-portrait of Zhang Suwan, or perhaps someone else's painting of Zhang Suwan, with a poem written next to the painting...

Last year at this time, there was a face inside this door... eh?

The human face and the grape flowers complement each other red.

"Come and take a look..." Hua Jianli called Lin Yangui.

"Is this Suwan's self-portrait?" Lin Yangui thought so too after seeing the portrait.

"Look here..." Hua Jianli pointed at the poem on the painting, "I guess the person who painted this probably doesn't know many words. Look, there's a typo."

This is a relatively common poem by Cui Hu, but he actually wrote "peach blossoms" as "grape blossoms".

Lin Yangui took a look and said, "That's right, Su Wan's former name was Taohua."

what?

Zhang Suwan was formerly known as Zhang Taohua.

What a down-to-earth name!

"Then who do you think painted this picture?" Hua Jianli asked again.

"Didn't Suwan draw this herself?"

"Not really. The painting style and artistic conception are different. Zhang Suwan's paintings tend to be graceful and dreamy, while this one is more vivid and free-flowing. It can be seen that this was painted by a man..."

Lin Yangui looked at it carefully and said, "I'm really sorry, I can't tell."

But she heard the hidden meaning behind Hua Jianli's words. The painting was painted by someone else, and this person was most likely the father of the child in Zhang Suwan's belly.

After thinking hard for a long time, "We have indeed never seen Su Wan have close contact with that man, but we did see her behaving strangely not long ago."

Hua Jianli raised his head from the scroll, turned around and asked, "What's unusual?"

"Last time, Princess Ziyang was attacked by someone and hung on a tree for a whole night. Then she fell ill. We agreed to go to the palace to visit her. Just as we were leaving, Suwan retched because of the air in the room..."

Lin Yangui seemed to have just remembered something at this moment. He pulled another stool and sat next to Hua Jianli, and asked in horror, "Could it be that Su Wan had already..."

She was not a little girl who knew nothing. She had seen the same situation happen to most of the aunts and aunts around her when they were pregnant.

"Then think about it again. Where did she go and who did she meet?" Hua Jianli asked immediately.

"She seemed to be saying that she was going to make new clothes and go to the Lihua Troupe to support Miss Yaji. Suwan likes watching plays the most..."

As he spoke, he pointed at the scroll in Hua Jianli's hand. Every painting in it was of Yaji in a seductive pose.

Hua Jianli turned his gaze back to the scroll, and it was Yaji again.

"The only girl Su Wan often mentions is Miss Yaji? We once joked that if Yaji was a man, you would have to marry her...

"But Yaji is a woman?" No!

Hua Jianli had an epiphany.

Who said that the singer of Qingyi must be a woman?

No, she wanted to confirm her guess.

Thinking of this, she stood up suddenly and walked away.

"Hey, where are you going..."

"Investigate the case!" After he finished speaking, the person had already walked away.

Investigation?

Lin Yangui looked at a stack of scrolls on the table. Wasn’t he checking them?

Hua Jianli had just walked out of the door when he saw Qin Changge rushing over from the opposite side, "Sir..."

"Let's go back to Dali Temple first!" Qin Changge said concisely.

"What happened?"

"Qinglin has found Liu Gen's fellow villager from Pojiao!"

Oh!

When he came back, there was a shivering old man standing in the middle of the Dali Temple lobby. Hua Jianli recognized him at a glance. This was the man he met in the teahouse last time.

"My Lord, my Lord!" Seeing Qin Changge in red, the man knelt down and said, "My Lord, I am innocent, I..."

Snapped--

Qin Changge slammed the gavel, his cold face expressionless.

Anyone who sees it will be in awe.

What’s more, these people living at the bottom of society.

"You don't have to panic. We have been following the routine before. Just answer whatever we ask you..." Hua Jianli said softly.

She always knew how to comfort the weak.

Yes, yes, yes, I must know everything... er, I know but don't say it, and I don't say it..."

"I will tell you everything I know, and I will say it all." Hua Jianli added.

I go!

This hasn't even started yet and you're already talking nonsense.

"Yes, yes, yes, I will say it all, I will say it all..." The man at the foot of the slope wiped the sweat rolling down his forehead.

I never thought that I would have to go to the Dali Temple when I am old.

He had imagined countless times the scene of all kinds of torture being used on him, and he wondered how many rounds he could survive.

Qin Changge waved at Hua Jianli, indicating that the matter should be left to her.

Hua Jianli sighed. In the end, she had to bear it all.

Turning around, he saw the man's nervousness. "Don't be afraid. This is the Dali Temple, not a place where people can't be unreasonable. We don't treat you as a suspect. We just want to ask you some questions. We won't do anything to you..."

Women generally speak more gently than men, and the old man with sloping feet calmed down a little.

"That's good, that's good." As long as there is no torture, it's fine.

"Actually, we met in the teahouse last time. You should remember that time you said that the person who killed Zhang Suwan might be Old Liu. Do you have any evidence?"

The man at the foot of the slope shrank his neck and said, "I don't have any evidence, but that old Liu has an extreme personality and is ruthless. He is the one who killed my eyes and legs. So, I am just guessing about the murder and taking revenge on him..."