A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 197 197 Peach Branch Case (4)

Yeats shuttled through the bustling crowd, and saw the man in black running faster and faster and about to disappear from her sight. Suddenly, a group of people intercepted the man in black. The man in black swung his sword to kill him, and fell behind after a while. Downwind.

She paused to catch her breath, guessing who the group might be.

"He can't run away."

Suddenly a voice sounded in Yeats' ears, which startled her. She quickly turned her head and looked over, "Prince Nanping?" She instantly understood where this group of people came from. It turned out to be the Yuji Camp.

If the royal security secrets of the Wei Dynasty can be dispatched, then the identity of this northern businessman seems to be not simple!Yeats thought of the Tianxiang Tower case. Apart from human relations, the two northern businessmen had never been able to find the connection between them...

Yeats was about to analyze when he saw several more men in black appearing in front of them. They besieged the people in the Yuji Camp. The men in black who committed the crime escaped dragging their injured bodies.

The people from Yujiying chased after him.

Nanping County Prince Zhao Qi'an hugged his fist and chased after him.

Yeats stood motionless at the street corner.

Teng rushed over and called her, "Master Yan has arrived and is conducting an autopsy."

She nodded, turned around and followed Teng Chong back to the crime scene.

At this moment, Mr. Yan turned the deceased over. His fatal crime was a stab in the heart, and the murder weapon was double-edged. Don't speculate on this. The person who was chasing him just now was holding a sword.

Yeats took out fingerprints, footprints and other evidence as usual, and then searched the entire room. Teng Chong packed up the deceased's clothes and packages one by one. Yeats glanced at them without checking.

Now it seems that the clues given by the informant are correct. The body shape, size and age of the deceased are the same as those measured in Feng Xiao's room, and his facial features are not the flat ones of the Han people in the Central Plains. His facial features are three-dimensional and his eye sockets are deep. It is a typical appearance of people from cold regions in the west and north.

"Close the team." Yeats glanced at the crime scene again and prepared to leave.

Just as she was about to leave the room, her eyes glanced at the window where she had just jumped, and she quickly turned around. There was a peach branch stuck on the wooden panel of the window. This reminded her of the peach branch in the plum vase in Feng Xiao's bedroom. Wasn't that peach branch? Decorative flowers, but some kind of joint code?

Yeats took Taozhi back to Dali Temple. This case was not an ordinary civil case. She took Teng Chong directly to the official residence of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

"grown ups……"

She first asked Teng Chong to hand over the clothes and packages found in the deceased's room directly to Pei Jingning, and then reported to him the peach branches she saw at the two crime scenes.

Pei Jingning nodded, "Yes, I understand."

Teng Chong looked around, then resigned in a wise manner.

Yeats also surrendered and wanted to retreat, but was left behind by Pei Jingning.

"Did you just meet Zhao Qian?"

Yeats nodded, "Prince Nanping went to chase the murderer."

Pei Jingning glanced at the small note on the table and said, "The murderer is dead."

Yeats was neither surprised nor surprised. He rested for a while and then said, "Sir, this case..."

"Continue to check."

Yeats: "..."

The two looked at each other.

Yeats has always voluntarily avoided matters involving the court and government. This time, Pei Shaoqing did not let her avoid them. Why?
Pei Jingning narrowed his eyes: "Xiao Ji Grain Store's accounts, shopkeeper, and owner all need manpower to check."

"My subordinate understands."

Pei Jingning raised his eyes, "Come here..." "..." Yeats subconsciously glanced at the door.

Pei Jingning was amused by her "guilty thief" appearance. Hearing Lord Shaoqing chuckle, Yeats's ears turned red and he stood there refusing to move like his little wife.

Yeats was dressed in an official uniform. He was slender and tall. He had both the elegance of a daughter and the heroism of a man. His whole person was smart, delicate and heroic.

His eyes moved and his heart palpitated. He stood up, walked around the desk, walked to Yeats, stretched out his hand to hold the person in front of his heart, sat down on the Taishi chair on the side to entertain visitors, and looked down at her.

"what happened?"

He also asked what was wrong, this was the official room of Dali Temple, wouldn't it be nice to cuddle like this?

The two of them were so close that Yeats was too embarrassed to raise his eyes to meet him. However, his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes were so beautiful that he couldn't help but take a second look before he said in a low voice: "It's not good here."

"Then what do you think is good?" The little lady's shy look was so cute that Pei Jingning couldn't help teasing her.

Yeats was brought into the pit by his words. He raised his eyes, his eyes were watery and wet, and he couldn't stop talking when he looked at him. It was so heart-warming that he couldn't hold it back anymore and sat her on his lap.

His eyes fell from Yeats's eyebrows to his lips, then from his slender neck to the right-angled shoulders formed by the official uniform, and finally fell on her heart with a vague feeling, and he said with some contemplation and some restraint, "Summer is here. , isn’t it uncomfortable?”

Women dress up as men and wrap their breasts up every day.

Yeats couldn't keep up with Master Shaoqing's thoughts at all, "Why are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He glanced at her heart.

Yeats suddenly realized, his face was like blood splashing, "My lord..." He is going to die, this stinky man, what is he doing?Yeats stretched out his hand to hit him, and he grabbed both hands.

Pei Jingning chuckled, his voice low and deep, as lazily as when he first woke up, extremely relaxed.

She put her hands on his chest, and there was still a slight coolness in her palms. He was teasing and teasing her, but without any actual action, her blood was already rushing and her body was warm.

God, when we first met, Mr. Shaoqing was not like this. He looked dignified and indifferent, like a superior person with a sense of distance. He was like a fairy in the sky or a mist in the clouds, making it difficult for people to get close. Why is it like this now?

So is Lord Shaoqing this kind of Lord Shaoqing?
Since she was asked to continue investigating this case, Yeats, Teng Chong and others sorted out the case and continued working in the field. The first thing they did was to check whether Feng Xiao was just doing some logistics work as the shopkeeper said. .

When the shopkeeper of the grain store saw Yeats, he bowed and cautiously came forward to salute: "Sir, have you found the murderer of our boss's sister?"

Yeats stood at the door of the shop with a calm expression, "It doesn't matter if I stand at the door asking questions. Are you sure the shopkeeper is sure that Xiao Ji Food Store will not be affected?"

There are people coming and going at the door.

The shopkeeper of the grain store was startled, raised his eyes, and then realized what he was doing, and said quickly, "Yes, it was the villain's negligence." He quickly ushered the person into the shop.

Yeats glanced at the high counter, where the account books were placed in the drawers below. Her glance was clearly deliberate.

The shopkeeper of the grain store didn't seem to notice Yeats's hint and asked for tea.

Yeats said, "Dali Temple is not here to be a guest, so the shopkeeper should stop busy."

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper of the grain store stood in front of Yeats honestly, waiting for him to ask questions.

While sizing him up, Yeats asked: "Feng Xiao and the buyer were messing around in the backyard. Does your boss know?"

"Ah, is the murderer a buyer?" The shopkeeper of the grain store looked shocked, as if he just knew that Xiao Feng's mistress was a customer who bought grain.

Yeats smiled slightly, "The shopkeeper really doesn't know who the man Feng Xiao is messing with?"

(End of this chapter)