Yan Fei

"What are we doing here at your house?"

Yan Zi briskly jumped into the side door of Xu's house, poked his head out to look at the door that was still full of people coming and going.

"It's not time yet, let's check it out later, and come back for dinner first."

Yan Zi responded: "This matter is strange. If it is really Ya Zi's hands, then... what is the identity of the girl?"

"...Maybe there is something related to Yazi." Xu Zhiming had already brought Yanzi to the kitchen.Today is also Zhang Qing who is in charge.When they arrived, Zhang Qing was playing with making rabbits out of dough.

"Miss Qing Ze."

Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment, then stood up abruptly, his limbs were still stiff.It was only when he saw Yan Zi clearly behind him that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing here, boy?"

"The two of us are going out later, we want to have dinner first," Xu Zhiming turned to Yan Zi, "What do you want to eat?"

"What to eat, I want to go back early to see the corpse."

Xu Zhiming secretly slandered Yan Zi's heart, and dared to say that in front of the girl.

Zhang Qing's face turned pale, and he walked to the stove, lit a fire, and prepared to cook noodles.

Xu Zhiming said: "Wu Zuo should send the body to Yizhuang for examination, let's go back to Zuixiang Hall for interrogation first - ask the girl there."

"...Does this count as giving us the case? Don't you need to say hello to Mr. Guan?"

"How do you say hello?" Xu Zhiming's face was full of unconcealable excitement, "I used to kill first and then report. The cases were all stolen. Do you remember how unlucky I was when we first met? Yes, you Look at you, what are you robbing, if you don't rob, you won't show your feet?"

"...you fucking shut up for me."

Zhang Qingze's cooking skills are good, and ordinary people will applaud her cooking - so it's a waste to feed Yan Zi, who looks like he is going to marry the case for the rest of his life.

Yan Zi picked up a few mouthfuls of rice and thought it was over, but felt that the blind man in front of him was slow, so he put a bunch of food into the bowl for him.

"How do you usually eat?"

"A maid gave me vegetables," Xu Zhiming said with a smile, "Of course, if we want to talk about a case today, I have to do it myself."

"...Master, your eyes... just save yourself."

"However, what do you think?"

"...When is Zuixiang Hall closed?"

"It's not until Xu time."

"If it was really a nighttime murder, then the girl in the store...is indeed the most likely."

"Wait," Xu Zhiming bit his knuckles, "...the old lady said that when she went to see her this morning, there was no one there, that is to say...

"...The girls and even the bustard don't know when they died... Such a tragic death, there shouldn't be any movement, why no one heard the sound?"

Zuixiangtang closed early today.

Yan Zi and Xu Zhiming arrived leisurely after several arresters wrapped the man in cloth and carried him out.

The two entered the Drunken Fragrance Hall sideways.The intoxicating aroma in the daytime had faded, and the girls in the room looked at each other in dismay, a little panicked.

"I'm sure you've seen the girl... um, what's the girl's name?"

A girl glanced at the careless silver-haired man, and said, "H-Her name is Lui...a girl who just arrived."

Yan Zi was looking down at the toe of her shoe, but suddenly raised her head when she heard this.

"Is it prostitution, or prostitution?"

"Master Xu," said the old bustard, "it's a show."

"Oh, that is to say, maybe there is someone with a fat heart who fell in love with her, and she couldn't ask for it, and even killed him...Yan Gongzi?" Xu Zhiming was halfway through speaking, when he suddenly realized that Yan Zi had lost his voice, and turned around. look for him.

"Mr. Yan? Yan Zi? Swallow!"

Yan Zi finally woke up after being called out. He rubbed the center of his brows and said, "It's okay..."

"...If you are not feeling well, you might as well go back and rest first. Lack of energy will affect your judgment."

"I'm not sleepy...it's...this girl...tsk, I'm distracted, sorry."

Xu Zhiming nodded, and asked the old lady: "Last night, did anyone enter the Zuixiang Hall through the gate?"

"How could it be? Once the Zuixiang Hall is closed, it will be locked."

Xu Zhiming asked the girls again: "Are any of you on good terms with her?"

"Yes, Qian'er and Bainmei..."

"Which two are they?"

Yan Zi glanced at them.

"Qian'er is the one over there, Chimei... Hey, where is Chimei?"

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Xu Zhiming sighed, and said, "Wan Po, please take us to see Miss Jianmei."

The late wife answered, holding a piece of parchment worriedly, and led the two of them up to the door of a room on the second floor.There is a sign embedded in the door on this door, with dark patterns on the sign, which looks like a few graceful lotus flowers.

"Wait," Yan Zi yelled, squatting down, looking at a row of beautiful characters on the corner of the house number, "The so-called Yiren... is on the water side?"

The late lady was stunned for a moment: "How could it be like this?"

"Why?" Xu Zhiming frowned and asked.

"This is... this is the number of Louie's child's door?!" Wan Po looked at the map on the parchment in her hand and said in surprise.

Hearing this, Yan Zi didn't say anything, didn't even knock on the door, just kicked the door and went in.

A few bright candles were lit in the room, and a girl stood in front of the big red wardrobe, holding her head, wearing a disheveled crimson skirt, and her hair was disheveled.If you look closely, you can see that she is actually trembling all over.

"Jiangmei?" Wan Po stepped forward and patted her cautiously.

"Ah, ah ah ah ah ah! It's not me! It's not me!!!" Jinmei threw herself on the old woman and burst into tears.

"What's wrong?" Xu Zhiming turned his head and asked Yan Zi.

Yan Zi frowned, pulled his hand off her shoulder, patted it, and walked forward.Xu Zhiming froze for a moment, then turned his head to face their direction.

"Girl, are you okay?"

"It's not me! I don't have one!" Jinmei cried loudly in her late wife's arms, unable to listen to anything, and finally passed out from crying.

Yan Zi opened the door of the closet, and saw a bloody short knife lying on the stacked clothes inside.

Yan Zi picked it up and flipped through it.The blade of this knife was blunt, and the blood on it had dried up and turned dark red.Yan Zi weighed it in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

"Xu Zhiming, call someone to take her away. Let the yamen post a notice tomorrow, saying that the person who killed Miss Lui has been caught."

When the old woman heard this, she immediately hugged the plum in her arms tightly, and refused to let go no matter what.

"You spitting blood! Jinmei is cowardly, how could she kill someone!"

"A person is not judged by his appearance, and sea water cannot be measured." Yan Zi said lightly, wrapping the dagger in a handkerchief, "Like, can you see that I have killed someone before?"

The evening lady froze.Xu Zhiming's face became a little ugly.

He said: "Wanna, don't care about me blindly. Don't make trouble either." His brows frowned more and more, "I'll call someone to take her away later. Now you go back with me."