The Killer's Cleansing Manual

——Princess Mansion——

Qi Zhaomian left the bathtub, dried his hair, changed his clothes and returned to the bedroom.

There were two quilts on the bed, and the way they were leaning against each other made people feel a little more cozy.

It was probably prepared by Nanny Chen. She really took it seriously, but I don’t know why.

Qi Zhaomian shook his head helplessly, lifted one side of his bed and lay down. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the quilt outside, and some guesses arose in his mind.

She went out to catch someone, so it shouldn't take too long. How come she hasn't come back after three hours?

Or tonight, not coming back?

It’s better to ask Yue Liu to go and take a look than to know nothing like now.

Tired of forests and mountains.

Tired of forests and mountains.

Qi Zhaomian suddenly found it difficult to sleep. She turned over and lay on her side, her mind full of the man who was helping her pick up the dishes and looking grateful attentively at dinner. As she thought about it, the corners of her lips curled up.

She was quite simple-minded, she was just so happy because she didn't have to drink clay pot soup anymore.

She said she washed it clean, but she didn't feel ashamed at all.

After searching for so long, the information about Lin Shanjuan's background is as simple as a blank sheet of paper. No, there is not even a blank sheet of paper.

No one knew where she came from, had no life story, and no one had even heard of her name.

If a person's traces are so clean, there must be a bigger conspiracy, so he deliberately cleans up the past.

Or...she is not from Jingguo.

Considering the words she often uttered that she didn't understand, the latter possibility was more likely.

What she could be sure of now was that Lin Shanjuan had no ill will towards her, otherwise, with her skills, her life would have been taken by her long ago.

So why did she approach me? Or was it really as she said, just to fulfill her own desires?

People are all egoists. Why would she be so determined to help herself fulfill her wish for no reason? What can she gain from it?

The only two things that can make Lin Shanjuan excited are money and freedom.

Lin Shan Tired...

What do you want?

The night was quiet and the person on the bed fell into a deep sleep without noticing.

In the early morning light, Qi Zhaomian once again dreamed of the scene where her mother committed suicide in despair in front of her father's bed. There was blood everywhere on her neck and clothes. She fell into a nightmare and could not wake up for a long time. She was forced to recall those scenes of despair once again.

"Mother--"

"Mother--"

"Don't worry, Princess. I will be sure to stay safe and come back soon!"

"Lin..." Qi Zhaomian's breathing became heavier, and Lin Shanjuan's voice gradually cut through the bloody scenes. Finally, she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, her hair wet and her collar soaked with cold sweat.

"Huh..." Qi Zhaomian's ears were buzzing. She rubbed her forehead, but still couldn't recover.

"Today is... different. I actually have to thank her for letting me escape early."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that the bedding beside her had not changed at all, and then looking at the crack in the door that she had deliberately left last night, her mood inexplicably became much worse.

What do you mean by "come back early"? Didn't you stay out all night again?

She wanted to see how tough a bone to chew was this thief who had been caught all night!

"Xiao'er, help me change my clothes."

Xiao'er responded and pushed the door open with the maid who was helping her wash and help her change clothes.

"Your Highness, would you like to send a portion of breakfast to the Prince Consort?"

Qi Zhaomian couldn't help but think of the person waving his hands, smiling beautifully, and shouting, "I will be careful and come back early."

She closed her eyes, blaming herself for the disturbing dreams and the restlessness she felt.

"Take it with you, prepare the car, and go to the Qingzhengsi."

——Secretary of Qing Affairs——

Lin Shanjuan and his group traveled in the dark, and only at dawn did they escort Laizi and others back to the Qingzheng Division. The guards on duty stepped forward to take the men and report to the division.

"Director Lin, thanks to your advance orders, the madam's escape attempt failed and she has been apprehended and taken into custody."

Lin Shanjuan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that her whole night of hard work was not in vain.

The people we just caught, such as Laizi, are thick-skinned. I'm afraid it would be useless to interrogate them now. It would be better to lock them up for a while and let them suffer some physical pain so that they can reflect on themselves.

"Hmm... bring the madam up here and interrogate her. Take those we caught tonight into custody first. Treat the injured, and lock up the uninjured. Don't be too polite. Tell them to reflect on their actions."

The guards also hated these people who bought and sold girls, and upon hearing this, they dragged all ten people away without saying anything.

Bai Shu and Qi Zhen jumped down from the carriage and asked, "Secretary Lin, what should we do with these girls?"

Lin Shanjuan looked at the two carriages, and thought about the last time he brought one back, which caused all kinds of speculation in the princess's mansion, so he gave up the idea of ​​bringing anyone back.

"These are all witnesses. Clean up a few rooms in the office to house them. Go ask Lu Feng for money. We need to get some extra quilts and other things."

"Yes."

A moment later, the carriage from the princess's mansion stopped in front of the Qingzhengsi.

When the officers saw that it was the carriage from the Princess's residence, they all knelt on one knee and said, "Welcome, Her Royal Highness the Princess."

The carriage door opened, and Xiao'er, holding a white stalk, got out of the carriage and stepped on the ground calmly.

"Where's your Lin Si?"

"Your Highness, Chief Lin apprehended ten prisoners last night and has since interrogated them in the prison. I will pass this on to you."

Qi Zhaomian became curious after hearing this. Strict interrogation? With her unruly personality, she really wanted to see what kind of strict method it was.

"No need, I'll go by myself. Lead the way."

The guard hesitated a little: "The cell is dark and damp, and Your Highness is so precious..."

Xiao'er interrupted: "His Highness said he would go in person, you just lead the way."

The guard then stood up and took the two of them to the prison to look for someone.

In the dark cell, the madam had been left here all night, but she didn't seem to be panicking. She was sitting in the corner calmly.

The guard dragged her out and stood before Lin Shanjuan, shouting, "Chief Lin is asking you a question. Kneel down!"

The madam slowly knelt up and looked at Lin Shanjuan, as if she didn't take her seriously. There was a playful smile on her face and her voice was charming to the core.

"Master Lin...you sent someone to bring me here late at night, yet you made me wait all night. Could it be that you think highly of me and want me to serve you?"

Before Lin Shanjuan's nausea could reach his throat, he sneezed because of the perfume on her body.

"Ah...Ah!"

The madam's face changed. She remembered that this man was also disgusted when they first met, and she couldn't help but look at Lin Shanjuan viciously.

Lin Shanjuan covered his nose and waved his hands, saying, "Pull her away, pull her away! It's too choking!"

The guards suppressed their laughter and dragged the struggling madam aside.

Lin Shanjuan drank a sip of tea before he slowly calmed down. He hadn't rested for a whole day and night, and his eyelids were almost glued together. He didn't have the patience to lay the groundwork and just went straight to the point.

"Where did you want to go last night?"

The madam smiled again upon hearing this and gave her a coquettish look.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Lin? I'm just here for business, and I'm just looking for a meeting with my benefactor. Don't you think that I'm too old and ugly to be favored by anyone?"

Lin Shanjuan was silent for a while. With her modern aesthetic sense, she really couldn't imagine what kind of benefactor could do such a thing of sacrificing his life for justice.