Daqing Criminal Division

Two days later, Fucha Erji and Duan Xiao, who finished solving the case in Chuzhou, planned to return to Songyang.

The reason why they came here at first this time was originally decided temporarily because of the strange letter of appeal for help that old policeman Zhang Ji sent to Songyang at first.

This was a simple matter.

Who knew that it was a coincidence that such a vicious serial murder case like the red sleeping shoes could be solved in one fell swoop in the end.

For this, the magistrate Su Dinghai and the people in the prefecture, including the policeman Ma Zixiu, were very grateful to the two. Because the murder case was quelled, the daily life of the people in the prefecture basically resumed.

Women in Chuzhou no longer need to be afraid day and night, the murderous devil that hangs over their heads and doesn't know when they will commit crimes again.

The rumors about the ghosts of night shoes that kill women with small feet are self-defeating, and I think this is also the meaning of justice in court. These four words originally set the meaning for the common people.

The night before leaving Chuzhou.

Because they had to leave the local mansion early tomorrow morning, Duan Xiao and Fucha Erji once again ignored what the other was doing, but went out for a walk when they found time.

The current relationship between the two of them can be regarded as a partner, but if you think about it carefully, they are a bit like competitors.

But to say they are friends, it's not so meaningful.

At night, Duan Xiao didn't know where the other party went.

But he himself took advantage of this opportunity to go alone to a remote house behind the Yamen of the state government.

On the road, Duan Xiao walked unhurriedly by himself, the night made his face somewhat gloomy, but also made the red scar more conspicuous.

When we walked to the end, the dilapidated houses in front of the gate were being built behind a medicine shop on Chuzhoufu Avenue.

Duan Xiao saw from a distance that this place was just a small courtyard with one exit and one entry.

There are lanterns hanging at the door, and the door is locked and no one is seen. If there is anything special, it is probably the lucky card hanging on the pull ring of the copper animal-shaped poplar tree door.

On that day, Yizhuang came out from the first autopsy for the Chuzhou government.

Duan Xiao, who was walking with Wu Yunzhu, bought a lucky sign on the side of the road. Afterwards, he wrote on the small wooden sign and found a place to post it, and then left without making a sound.

He had thought that it would take a few days before the other end came, but people came back very quickly.

This time he was about to leave Chuzhou, he thought about it carefully, but he also left the mansion alone, walked along a small path behind the private house, walked to the door and knocked on the door, letting the people inside hear his footsteps Then came out.

"Squeak-"

In the surrounding dark alleys, the sound of the door opening sounded from inside was a little strange.

The person who opened the door came out to confirm that it was an old housekeeper, wearing a small cap, a mandarin coat and black boots, and a neat beard. His attire looked like a serious servant of an official family.

He didn't take the initiative to say anything, and his extremely capable and calm eyes were also looking at the person who knocked on the door outside.

But when the old man standing inside saw Duan Xiao himself standing outside the door through the night, the old butler's expression changed immediately, and he was about to kneel down to salute him unexpectedly.

"Great, my lord! So it's really you. After so many years, you can be regarded as showing up on your own initiative."

This tone, upon listening carefully, really has the meaning of being on the verge of tears.

In this regard, Duan Xiao at the door only raised his hand to signal him to get up, and the old servant who was overjoyed and at a loss respectfully opened the door for him.

Only then did the two go around an apricot tree in the courtyard and enter the inner room with lights.

During this period, the old servant who lowered his head and didn't dare to walk side by side with him, and followed Duan Xiao carefully, first opened the door of the small courtyard for him.

It seemed as if he had just prepared for his arrival, he deliberately tidied up the study and bedroom in the courtyard, and lit a half-stove of incense in the house early.

So, waited for Duan Xiao to push the door open and enter.

He saw the smell of pure fragrance that he was most familiar with wafting from the extremely clean inner room.

On the incense table behind the partition, there is a Manjushri Bodhisattva riding an elephant, and next to it are two bunches of clean bottles of camellia for the Bodhisattva.

On the bed hung with a row of screen curtains, there were very plain clothes and a pair of black-soled three-treasure boots, which he often wore when he was in the mansion in the capital.

There is a pot of tea on the table.

There are also some calligraphy that he used in the study that he used in daily life on the Eight Immortals table on one side. Everything in the transparent and bright room is the same as when he was in the capital before, and everything is carefully and elegantly arranged.

"I'm just here to take a look. You don't need to bother so much, but it's hard for you to help me remember these things. I almost forgot these things myself."

All these arrangements seem to be extremely thoughtful.

Seeing this situation, it is inevitable to think of some things in the past. Duan Xiao, who was standing with his hands behind his back, said so, which made the old servant even more afraid to say anything.

"How can this be considered a bother? These are things that adults used to use in the past, and the slaves have kept them for so many years."

"Although you resigned and left Beijing that day, the people in the official residence in the capital also dispersed privately. When you were on duty in Hebei that day, the old department also left a lot, and there are also servants and fertile land left over from the Duan family's old house for many years. Every year, I only dare to take care of the miscellaneous matters of entering and exiting accounts in the Zhuangzi, and wait for the day when I can really come back and pick up all these old things."

The things that the old housekeeper said were true. In the past four years, Duan Xiao had never taken the initiative to intervene in these things.

The so-called old parts of the house were all left by him when he was in court.

Now he is wandering outside alone and has no time to be a director.

But he was also relieved to tell all this to the hands of the old housekeeper, so at this moment, Duan Xiao, who ordered it without saying anything, sat down first, picked up the tea on the table and listened, but also said something .

"These are chores. It's fine if you take care of them for me."

"However, there is no rush to return to Beijing. Just remember to keep everything simple when you come to see me next time."

Uncle Ming dared not refute these words in his mouth.

Because Duan Xiao proposed to deal with business first, when he came out, the old butler, his subordinate Ming Bo many years ago, was already waiting outside.

I'll be here tonight, I just wanted to ask him some questions, Duan Xiao sat down and looked at some notebooks on the table that I haven't seen for four years.

He hasn't done these things for a long time, but he is very familiar with them.

After flipping through it a few times, taking his usual pen to annotate a few times, he also took a rough look at the things that were to be told to him in these letters.

Among them, there are a few secret letters from the capital, and some personal letters from his old friends.

In the past, he was not a particularly popular person. On the contrary, he was a cruel official and had a bad reputation for abandoning his biological mother. Outsiders basically didn't have many good things to say to Duan Yuheng.

He is insidious and cunning, he likes to play tricks, and he is cruel and not a good person.

But just because of the power he holds in his hand, and the influence that exists at all times even if he disappears in the court, he also has those few maintainers of common interests,

This allowed Duan Xiao not to go back, but also to understand some things in the capital today.

It was also at this point that Duan Xiao, who was annotating something on the table, suddenly remembered something, and asked the subordinate standing next to him.

"Uncle Ming."

"Eh, what's the matter, my lord?"

Ming Bo asked.

"Now in this capital, how many people have the surname Fucha?"

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Ask whatever you want."

Duan Xiao obviously didn't want to talk more, so he answered like this.

"Uh, apart from the current empress and the deceased Lord Li Rongbao, there are only the former servants of the Fucha family left?"

Maybe he didn't expect him to ask this question, but after thinking about it carefully, Uncle Ming also told these things.

"Queen?"

But Duan Xiao paused when he heard it.

Because he used to be a Hanchen with a background of fame and fame, so he didn't know anything about the Shangsanqi family, especially Duan Xiao, who has always had a bad reputation. Apart from a few relationships to maintain his interests, he didn't have too many ministers. relationship over there.

Thinking about it now, when the new emperor was called Prince Bao before he ascended the throne, he was indeed designated by the late emperor in the mansion as Fucha's princess, who later became the empress, but he didn't care about the harem. would be all too familiar.

But fortunately, what the old housekeeper said was simple and clear, and what Uncle Ming said could not be wrong.

With that in mind, Duan Xiao didn't ask any more questions.

He wasn't very attached to this point at all, and after reading the things at hand, he put it down and said, that's it for today.

"Yes, yes, all these adults must have their own decisions in their hearts. The old slave knows that you are coming tonight and has prepared some water. You have been traveling in Chuzhou for many days. Since you are here today, why don't you have a cup of tea before you have a good rest?" Last break?"

"Well, you can arrange it."

After saying this, Duan Xiao, who waved his hand to signal him to go down, did not refuse the old housekeeper Ming Bo's kindness again.

The old butler saw him nodding and hurried out, and made arrangements for him carefully. , just let Duan Xiao take a bath in the inner room alone.

The yard and the house look small, but they are very delicate inside and out. The camellias in the clean bottle on the small table outside are secretly fragrant, and there is a very faint but very matching fragrance in the air.

Duan Xiao, who had just been reading the official documents outside for a long time, took off his clothes, and then soaked in the separate bathroom for a while by himself with his eyes closed.

During this period, hot water rolled down his shoulders.

After taking off his usual mask, he looked down expressionlessly at his 'disfigured' face towards the water inside, and after a while, he raised his hand along the side of the 'red scar', Little by little it was torn off.

Once it was torn off, the fake 'red scar' also fell off.

In the end, it was printed on the water, just his original face.

——The face that belonged to Duan Yuheng.

In the water, the thin man looked very unique.

The bridge of the nose is straight, thin and tall, the lip color is a little light, but the eyebrows are a bit cold, the eyes are stained with the bonyness of the superior, and the lips are thin.

That pair of eyelids, which are always said to be cruel, are raised, and they are born with a pair of extremely scheming eyes. His bearing, heart, and planning are the most wonderful things about this person.

Although he is not young, he still has the usual taste of people with high positions and powers. He is indeed a very handsome man.

If this scene is seen by others.

You should probably understand why Duan Xiao took Duan Yuanbao to so many places for so many years, but few people in the officialdom could recognize him.

After all, being able to cover up with that ugly scar is better than the trouble of being recognized by someone casually.

It was also in this way that he revealed his true colors for the first time.

But when he saw the wound on his chest that had healed without leaving a scar, Duan Xiao couldn't help but think of what he said to someone in the middle of the night that day.

This medicine was originally given to him by someone last time.

He wiped it off afterwards, but the injury was really almost healed, and I think it was thanks to that person.

——It's just that Duan Xiao's mind was also aroused a little bit when he thought of the incident of arresting the murderer in Chuzhou Mansion the day before yesterday.

He is a person who seeks to be careful and safe in everything.

He hadn't thought about who Fucharzi was before, but what happened that day made him watch out for others.

But after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't figure out where this guy would come from other than the capital.

Duan Xiao, who was playing with the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist with one hand, closed his eyes for about half a moment alone in the inner room, then put on the official uniform that was originally on the bed, and came out again.

This night was the last night in Chuzhou.

About an hour later, Duan Xiao left the private house and returned to the official residence alone.

But just when he thought that this night, he could spend the night normally after returning to the mansion, in the middle of the night, Duan Xiao was knocked on the door by a knock on the door.

"Bump—"

"..."

"Duan, Duan, Duan Zuo, I'm sorry, are you already asleep—"

Listening carefully to the voice, there was some anxiety and panic.

Duan Xiao heard the words and opened the door for Ma Zixiu at the door.

But when he opened the door, he was silenced by the drunken appearance of the two people at the door.

Among them, one is Ma Zixiu, and the other is the man named Fucharzi.

It was also when the eyes of the two sides met each other strangely, one of the guys who looked at each other awkwardly and coughed.

"What's wrong."

Seeing this man's absurd appearance of being so drunk that he couldn't walk, Duan Xiao actually didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but anyway, Captain Ma Zixiu looked very ashamed at the moment, and said .

"Duan, Duan Zuo, it was my fault tonight. I happened to bump into Detective Fucha outside and invited him to have a few drinks. As a result, when he heard that there was wine, he accepted it. And, he has been drinking non-stop since just now. , but after Detective Fucha gets drunk, he can't seem to go anywhere else."

"So I wanted to take him back first and find someone to help him back, but he was drunk and talking nonsense on the way, and he insisted that he didn't need to find someone else, but just you, anyway—"

"Anyway what?"

The expressionless Duan Xiao saw Ma Zixiu's strange look with his own eyes, and it was even more inexplicable to stare at him blushing.

"...Anyway, anyway, the two of you have already worshiped and married!"

Duan Xiao: "..."

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