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

Chu Yunxi, with her back straightened, walked more confidently. When she returned to Xiao Mubei, she raised her head unconsciously. Xiao Mubei looked at her strangely, inexplicably feeling that she was a bit provocative.

But he didn't think too much about it and continued to instruct Bai Yu Kuroki, "Remember to search a wider area, ask more neighbors, and see if there are any who sleep late, maybe they have seen the murderer."

The two of them went away in response, and he instructed Li Jinghong, "Those who came to help yesterday must be investigated one by one. Their whereabouts after leaving here, whether there is anyone who can prove it, must be clearly understood, and no one should be left out."

After Li Jinghong led his men away, Chu Yunxi curled her lips, "Your Highness is now getting clearer and clearer about the case. I feel like you're almost a detective, but I think there's a place we need to go."

"where?"

"The coffin shop."

The coffin shop was on Qiurong Street, very close to it, and next to it was a blacksmith shop. Chu Yunxi had just walked to the door of the coffin shop, but before she entered, someone next to her called out in a loud voice, "Miss Divine Doctor, is it really you?"

When Chu Yunxi turned around, she saw a man running towards her from the blacksmith shop with a happy look on his face.

"You are... Liang Mao?"

"Yes, yes, young lady actually still remembers my name," Liang Mao was delighted. Seeing Chu Yunxi was going to the coffin shop, he quickly put away his joy and said, "Young lady, are you going to..."

"Business."

"That's good, that's good, girl. I'm familiar with this area. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Chu Zhongxi whispered to Xiao Mubei, "Who is this person?"

Xiao Mubei whispered, "Yunxi once saved his life in the Dali Temple prison."

"So that's how it is." Chu Zhongxi felt relieved.

Chu Yunxi was still talking to Liang Mao, "Do you know the third floor who lives over there?"

"Yes, he fell to his death yesterday, didn't he?"

"Was there anything wrong with him when he was alive?"

"What's wrong?" Liang Mao racked his brains to think, "Does staying out all night count?"

"Did you know that he often stayed out all night?"

"Yes, he always comes home drunk in the morning, and his wife would have a big fight with him. Several times, they even used knives. She said that her husband was bewitched by a vixen and his yang energy was almost sucked dry."

Chu Yunxi was speechless. It was not just that Lou San was about to have his yang energy sucked out, he was clearly addicted to drugs and had ruined his body. Pornography, gambling and drugs have always harmed people since ancient times.

"and after?"

"Later, it was the same as before," Liang Mao sneered. "How can a cat that has stolen fish stop? One day, I saw Lou San standing at the street corner asking someone to borrow money. He begged desperately and almost knelt down to the man. Lou San is really something. He squandered all the family's money and still didn't know how to restrain himself. No wonder Luo Shi wanted to make trouble with him."

"Who did he borrow the money from?"

Liang Mao looked around and whispered in Chu Yunxi's ear, "He is the boss of an underground bank named Lu Haotian, who does loan sharking business. Girl, no one dares to tell anyone about this. Lu Haotian has great influence in the area, and no one dares to offend him."

What I mean is, if it weren’t for you, girl, I wouldn’t have said it.

Chu Yunxi understood and nodded, "Brother Liang, thank you for telling me so much. I will treat you to a meal when I am free."

Liang Mao smiled, "Miss, what are you talking about? I, Liang Mao, owe you my life. If you come next time, I will treat you to a meal."

Chu Yunxi didn't hesitate and said "OK", sending him back to the blacksmith shop, then she took Xiao Mubei and Chu Zhongxi into the coffin shop.

The shopkeeper of the coffin shop was a man in his fifties. He was counting the bills. When he heard a customer coming, he didn't even raise his head and said, "We have the best red sandalwood coffins, as well as pine, cypress and other materials. Which one do you want?"

"Which one does Lou San use?"

The shopkeeper's men paused, looked up, frowned and said, "Aren't you here to buy coffins?"

Chu Yunxi stepped forward and showed Xiao Mubei's badge, "The Dali Temple is handling the case. Boss, answer my questions."

The shopkeeper saw that it was someone from the Dali Temple, and immediately put on a smile and trotted out from behind the counter, "I didn't know you were here, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. To answer the young lady, Lou San used the thin-skinned coffins from our shop, which are the cheapest, this kind."

The shopkeeper pointed to one of the coffins and said.

Chu Yunxi walked around the coffin and suddenly said in a stern voice: "How dare you lie in the Dali Temple."

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a plop. "I am innocent. How dare I lie when you are questioning me?"

"Let me ask you, did you feel resentful because you saw that Lou San's family was poor and couldn't afford a good coffin, so they only bought this cheapest thin-skinned coffin, and sent someone to dig out Lou San's heart to vent your anger?"

The shopkeeper was even more frightened, "Sir, how could I possibly send someone to dig out Lou San's heart? Besides, with my small business, how could I send anyone? Customers buy high or low, it's all our business, how could they feel resentful just because they bought a thin-skinned coffin? It's unfair, sir."

Chu Yunxi remained calm, "You said it wasn't you, but did you leak the news of Lou San's death to anyone else?"

"Absolutely not." The shopkeeper vowed.

"I advise you to think about it carefully again. Or, go to the Dali Temple to think about it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Mubei was about to step forward and arrest her. The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Sir, sir, I remember that every time I make a deal, I report it to the landlord. I also have to write down which family it is, who died, and what was bought. He said he wanted to understand my business situation so that he could understand the market. If I don't report it, he won't rent the house to me."

Is there such a thing?

Chu Yunxi glanced at Xiao Mubei, and they both saw disbelief on each other's faces. Which landlord would make such a ridiculous request?

“Who is your landlord?”

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "I don't know. Every time, a girl with a black scarf and a mask came to collect the rent. I have never seen the landlord."

There's weirdness, there's definitely weirdness.

"Then how do you send the message?"

"Carrier pigeons." The shopkeeper pointed to the backyard. "The pigeons flew here by themselves. I just need to tie the message to the pigeon's legs and release it. It will naturally deliver the message."

It's so meticulous. There must be something wrong. This landlord is so cautious, I'm afraid he has something big to plan.

"Do you have an account book in your store?" Chu Yunxi looked at the counter.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Yes," and ran in to hand over the account book.

Chu Yunxi flipped through a few pages and asked the shopkeeper to copy the documents from the past three months and take them away. Before leaving, she said, "The Dali Temple's investigation requires absolute confidentiality. You cannot tell anyone, especially your landlord. Do you understand? If anything goes wrong, you will be charged with leaking confidential information and you will no longer be able to open this shop."

The shopkeeper responded repeatedly.