Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

After returning to the Dali Temple, Su Beichen began to review the case files and then went to see Cui Weili's body. Because there were too many possible causes of Cui Weili's death, different coroners gave many answers to the question. Some said he was poisoned, some said he choked to death by swallowing gold, and some said he died from a fever and infection.

But it must have been murder; it could never have been suicide. That much is very clear.

Everyone in Cui Weili's household was arrested and imprisoned. After half a month of interrogation, there was still no progress. On the night Cui Weili died, everyone in the household fell into a coma. There were basically no clues. All they knew was that the person who defeated them was a highly skilled martial artist. They knew nothing else.

This case was even more troublesome than Su Beichen had anticipated. What kind of person could sneak into the Second Prince's residence unnoticed, defeat everyone, and then kill the Second Prince...?

They need outside help to solve this case, otherwise they won't last an hour against the murderer. This is not Su Beichen being self-deprecating or looking down on the Dali Temple staff; it's just the truth. The best outside help is Xiong Bufan. She has extremely high combat skills and a keen sense of smell that can quickly find clues and solve cases.

Having made up his mind, Su Beichen took the silver, mounted his horse, and rode towards Da Cai Village.

Xiong Bufan sat in the main seat with his legs crossed, looking down at Su Beichen and said, "What did you call me here for?"

002 stood to the side and said, "What are you doing here? If it's not about money, you don't need to come."

Su Beichen took out some silver and said sincerely, "I've come here to ask Miss Xiong for her assistance in solving this case! The payment is negotiable."

He hadn't paid back the money he owed, and Xiong Bufan really didn't believe that Su Beichen could come up with the money to hire her. Not to mention the future, the money Su Beichen had right now wasn't even enough to pay the interest. Was he treating her like cheap labor? Thinking of this, Xiong Bufan refused, "Leave the money, I'm not going. Do your own work."

Su Beichen tried to persuade her: "Miss Xiong, this is a matter of life and death."

Upon hearing the words "human life is of paramount importance," Xiong Bufan impatiently picked at his ear. "What is it?"

"Investigate the cause of the Second Prince's death and find the real culprit."

002 glanced at Xiong Bufan. He remembered that Xiong Bufan had been out for a long time the night before he left, and a few days later he heard the news of the Second Prince's death. Connecting this with the cause of the Third Prince's death, 002 seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

Xiong Bufan grew increasingly impatient. "What does the death of that thing have to do with me!"

"Go away, don't come looking for me if you're not going to pay me back. I'm very busy."

002 waved to shoo them away, saying, "Go, go."

"The Dali Temple will give you a reward!"

Xiong Bufan started threatening: "I'm not going. If you don't leave, I'll throw you out!"

002 was screaming in his mind: Throw him out, throw him out, remember to land face down.

Su Beichen remained silent for a moment before leaving. 002 followed him closely, afraid that he would return.

Xiong Bufan grabbed a handful of food and stuffed it into his mouth, complaining to Kongkong, "The Dali Temple only has so little money and they want me to work for them? Dream on! If I go to work for the Dali Temple, will the money they give me be considered as Su Beichen paying off his debts or as my wages?"

"That man, he's really got a clever plan."

Kongkong was puzzled. She thought Xiong Bufan didn't go because he was afraid that the Dali Temple would find out that Xiong Bufan had put something in Cui Weili's mouth. She didn't expect this reason. In the end, she could only reply, "Bufan, whatever makes you happy."

Xiong Bufan, puzzled, said, "I'm very happy, I'm happy every day."

The people from Da Cai Zhai were still watching the spectacle from the sidelines. "They say the Dali Temple is a very powerful place. Why doesn't the chief go? I want to go."

Another person interrupted the speaker, continuing, "If the boss leaves, no one will take care of us, you idiot!"

"002 looks like a victorious rooster, which is really interesting."

"It seems so."

Upon hearing this, 002 put away his smile and said seriously to everyone, "What are you all doing here? Get back to work! If you keep doing this, I'll call the boss over."

The story of "borrowing the tiger's power" taught 002 a lesson, and the people of Da Cai Zhai scattered to go back to work.

There haven't been any deliveries down the mountain lately, so Xiong Bufan sat in the main seat, feeling drowsy. She was really missing TV dramas, those really interesting things, and asked Kongkong, "Kongkong, can you watch TV here?"

"No, there's no internet, so we can't watch this."

Xiong Bufan changed the subject and asked, "What do humans do when they're bored?"

Kongkong: "I'm not human, I don't know."

After asking around for a long time without getting any results, Xiong Bufan decided to go back to sleep.

When 002 returned, he saw that Xiong Bufan was asleep, so he quietly covered him with a blanket and went down the mountain to continue guarding the wealthy family.

This is a part-time job with a generous monthly salary and minimal danger. It was introduced to me by my apprentice when I was working at the镖局 (escort agency). It can cover 002's daily expenses for Xiong Bufan, and still have money left over to buy 002 necessary necessities and feed Xiong Bufan candy.

002 is very satisfied with this job. He grew up in the secret guard camp and had no land or farmland. He was literate but not good at business. He couldn't do the work of an assassin, so he could only do escort and protection jobs. But 002 was already very content. He didn't have to risk his life every day and lived a fulfilling life.

Qiao Yujie took out the letter Cui Haoyu had written and read it again, expressing her longing. The two had not seen each other for two years, and each letter was sent back by Xiong Bufan. They could not communicate often, but Qiao Yujie believed that their hearts were together and that they would never be separated.

The situation in the capital was not good. The First Prince, together with the Dali Temple, was acting like madmen, relentlessly attacking Cui Haoyu. The Fourth Prince was fanning the flames from the sidelines, trying to fish in troubled waters. The capital was not safe at the moment. Cui Haoyu instructed Qiao Yujie to stay in Lincheng for a while, and to return to the capital after he had dealt with everything, so that the two could get married.

Half of the money Qiao Yujie earned in the past two years was used to support Cui Haoyu's private army. The two had long been on the same side. Qiao Yujie was very worried about Cui Haoyu's situation. She had invested a total of 100,000 taels of silver in the past two years. Now that she was withdrawing, Qiao Yujie was reluctant to give up the silver she had invested.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yujie wrote a letter to Su Beichen as a way for the two to reconnect. Qiao Yujie helped Su Beichen pay off the silver he owed Xiong Bufan, and Su Beichen maintained a neutral stance and stopped targeting Cui Haoyu.

When Su Beichen received the letter, he saw that it was signed by Qiao Yujie. As he opened the letter, his brows furrowed more and more, and he felt a surge of anger. What did Qiao Yujie take him for? She actually wanted to bribe him. He was upright and honest. He would pay off his debts even if he worked his whole life. He was not at the point of colluding with officials and businessmen. Besides, he had not taken sides.

In Lincheng, he was in charge of ensuring the peace and tranquility of the surrounding area; in the Dali Temple in the capital, he aimed to bring peace and balance to the city.

I never expected that Qiao Yujie would actually get in touch with the Prince Xian. Is Qiao Yujie really just an ordinary businesswoman?

Su Beichen angrily placed the letter on the table, but after thinking for a moment, he took it to the lamp and burned it. It was best to avoid leaving any trace of this kind of thing, otherwise, if he encountered someone with ulterior motives, he would have no way to explain himself.

Someone knocked on the door. The last bit of letter in Su Beichen's hand had been burned away. Su Beichen wiped his hands with a handkerchief and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The strategist entered, saying, "Greetings, sir."

Thinking of the case, Su Beichen asked, "Have you found any clues?"

The strategist shook his head and said, "No. Has Your Excellency found any outside help?"

"We don't need outside help. We are the Dali Temple, the fairest and most just place in the capital. I believe all the brothers in the Dali Temple are excellent!"

Strategist: This is the first time I've seen someone so self-righteous about not being able to get outside help. You should really try to convince yourself.

Despite his complaints, the strategist remembered something else and, after calming himself down, said, "My lord, I heard that the Second Prince kept secret guards in his residence before his death. We can check here; perhaps we'll find some other clues."

This does offer a new direction. It's not uncommon for princes and ministers in the capital to keep secret guards, and as long as the number doesn't exceed a certain limit, the emperor generally won't interfere.

After making up his mind, Su Beichen said to the strategist, "You're right, let's go now."

"Yes, my lord."