The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

Xiao Mubei walked into the study and sat down. "I heard it. Today I am almost certain that both cases were committed by my fifth brother, but I still lack evidence. I didn't find those landscape stones in Anyang Palace today, but there is a rockery that looks like it has just been repaired."

Chu Yunxi pondered for a while and said, "A female corpse was found outside the city. If I were the murderer, I would immediately destroy any evidence that might be exposed at home, so it is normal that the prince could not find it."

"Then what should we do next?"

Chu Yunxi did not answer but asked, "Prince, if it were you, and you found out that the bad things you did were discovered, what would you do next?"

"Me?" Xiao Mubei put himself in her shoes and thought for a moment, "I would think about what I can do so that people won't suspect me."

"Then how can we solve this problem once and for all?" Chu Yunxi asked.

For some reason, Kuroki suddenly replied, "Unless the case is solved."

"Well said, Hei Mu," Chu Yunxi slapped the table, "I think what King Anyang wants now is for us to solve the case, so that no one will investigate anymore and he can rest easy."

"So...you mean, he will send the evidence to us?" Xiao Mubei suddenly realized.

"By the way, I made another discovery today. I don't know what disease my fifth brother has. His body is covered with ulcers, which looks very scary." When Xiao Mubei thought of the skin he saw, he couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body.

Chu Yunxi was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and murmured: "I may know why he wanted to kill Yan Haosong."

That night, Chu Yunxi dragged Xiao Mubei to eat noodles.

They went to the one at the intersection of Xisi Street. The noodle seller was a grandfather in his sixties. Chu Yunxi chatted with him and learned that he sold noodles here until after 15:30 every night before going home. At that time, there were basically no people on the street.

The reason why Chu Yunxi came to find him was because she saw him selling noodles at the street corner on the day Yan Haosong was killed.

He closes his stall the latest every night, and perhaps he can see things that others can't see.

Chu Yunxi ordered two bowls of beef noodles. While sitting and waiting for the noodles, she and the old man started chatting, "Why do you close the stall so late every night?"

Although the old man is old, except for a hunched back, he is not deaf or blind. "My grandson needs to go to school. My son and daughter-in-law died in an accident a few years ago. I don't have any other skills. I can only make noodles to earn some money to support my grandson's schooling."

It’s true that every family has its own problems.

"Uncle, I saw you during the day. Do you remember? It was there." Chu Yunxi pointed to Jinyutang not far away.

This old man also went to pay his respects to Yan Haosong today. Chu Yunxi was sitting in the corner at the time, observing the people coming and going. She could see that the old man was indeed a little sad.

The old man was stunned for a moment, "Miss, are you also going to pay your respects to Dr. Yan today?"

"I went." Chu Yunxi said briefly, "Excuse me, are you and Doctor Yan friends?"

"We can't really say we're friends," the old man took out the noodles, put beef on them, drizzled some sesame oil on them, and added a handful of chopped green onions, and served them up. "Doctor Yan also likes this beef noodles. Every time he comes home late at night, he'll come to my place for a bowl. We've become familiar with each other over time."

It was indeed fragrant and mouth-watering. Chu Yunxi took a bite and nodded in praise, "It is indeed delicious. But sir, doesn't Doctor Yan usually not like to talk to people? Why do I see that you two are quite familiar with each other?"

The old man said as he worked: "At first, he didn't talk much, but one day, he suddenly said that I looked like his master. I said, "Really? Then next time, let your master come over to try my noodles, and I'll give him a discount." But he said his master was no longer around."

Chu Yunxi looked at Xiao Mubei, who was eating noodles leisurely and listening to the old man talking about him and Yan Haosong. Chu Yunxi thought, how come this man is always so polite when eating? Shouldn't men who come out of the military camp be as fierce as wolves when eating?

The old man continued, "I saw that he was a little disappointed, and I couldn't bear it, so I said, we are destined to be together, tonight's noodles are mine, and if you miss me in the future, come to my place."

"Later, he really came here often. He often came back very late at night, and would walk here to eat a bowl of noodles before going back. He would tell me about a patient he met that day. Although I didn't understand, I would listen to him all the time because I knew he actually wanted to tell his master."

Chu Yunxi knew that Yan Haosong's master, Doctor Luo, was kicked out of the Imperial Hospital because of Yan Haosong and died of depression. It seemed that this matter was also a knot in Yan Haosong's heart.

"Did he tell you that there was a patient who had syphilis and his whole body was covered with ulcers?" Chu Yunxi said this slowly, word by word. Xiao Mubei could no longer eat the beef noodles that he was about to put into his mouth.

When the old man heard this, his eyes widened, "Girl, how did you know? This is exactly what he said to me the last time he came to me."

Chu Yunxi smiled faintly and said, "Tell me everything he said. Just tell me as much as you can remember."

The old man thought for a moment and said, "I remember it was the night of August 15th. The last time he came to eat noodles with me, he looked a little worried at the time. He told me that the patient he met today was very difficult, with syphilis, and it was very serious. He was not sure at all. I said at the time, if you are not sure, just do your best. You are a doctor, not a god. It is normal to have patients who cannot be cured."

Chu Yunxi couldn't wait to ask: "What did he say?"

The old man said, "He said if it was someone else, it would be fine if he couldn't be cured, but this person must be cured. After saying that, he hurriedly ate his noodles and went back, saying that he was going to look up medical books."

Only one day later, Yan Haosong was killed. Was it because he had not found a cure for syphilis? Chu Yunxi ate her noodles in silence.

Seeing that Chu Yunxi didn't ask any more questions, the old man went to work. When he was done and looked back, no one was eating noodles. Only a gold ingot was left on the table, shining with golden light.

"What a good man." The old man held the gold in his hands and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Mubei and Chu Yunxi walked slowly on the road. Xiao Mubei asked, "How do you know that my fifth brother has syphilis?"

Chu Yunxi smiled, "Have you forgotten that I am also a doctor? As soon as you described the symptoms today, I knew it. And considering that one of the bodies had syphilis, what else is there to be confused about? Your Majesty, we can close these two cases."

Xiao Mubei nodded, "Bai Yu has already asked Lin Haifu's wife today, and confirmed that Lin Haifu did not return home until after the hour of Chou on the night of August 16th. It seems that we can invite Lin Haifu back to the Dali Temple for tea first."