A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 225 225 Beauty Case (5)

Zhao Qian glanced at Pei Jingning and said with a smile, "Do you have to wait until tomorrow?"

The case had just happened, and the body floated from upstream to the canal pier. There was not even a crime scene. She really thought that she was an immortal who had opened her eyes and could catch the murderer immediately!

Yeats rolled his eyes secretly.

Zhao Qi'an refused to give up, "Then how do you know that the murderer is a delicate and weak scholar?" He stared at Yeats earnestly, as if if you don't tell me, I will insist on getting the candy.

Yeats: ...

She glanced at Nanping County Prince Zhao Qi'an with a complex look, like a child seeking knowledge: "Really want to know?"

"(⊙ o⊙)"

Young Master Yeats said: "Although Yin Su Niang floated in the water for five or six hours and her body was a little swollen and wrinkled, it could not hide that Yin Su Niang was a slightly fat little lady. From the style and color of her clothes to the shape of her eyebrows and nails, everything reflected her small size. The lady has a gentle but cowardly personality. As much as a young lady with such a personality respects her father, she hopes to find a man who is gentle and considerate in everything. And such a man looks clean and gentle in appearance, and smiles when he sees others. The little lady’s eyes are so soft that she can squeeze water out of her eyes.”

Zhao Qi'an had goosebumps when she said, "Can you analyze so many personality traits from a dead person?"

"almost."

Zhao Qi'an didn't believe it: "I heard that the young lady from the Tiaoshan Gang who ran with you all afternoon knows Yin Sumiang. Did she tell you?"

At this time, Yeats really rolled his eyes at him, "Prince Zhao, when Miss Yan came back with me after reporting the case, we were all riding on horses and had no chance to talk at all. Although we talked non-stop when we went to Yanhe Street in the afternoon, , but by this time my criminal profile had already been given."

Pei Jingning glanced at Zhao Qian coldly.

After receiving the warning, Zhao Qian smiled and said, "It's just a joke."

As if they had a tacit understanding, Ye and Pei turned their heads at the same time. Their eyes met and they smiled at each other.

Ouch, Zhao Qi'an was really going to be tortured to death. He was caught off guard by another wave of dog food. He covered his eyes and walked outside. "I didn't even look at it..." He ran away as if he was running away.

Ye and Pei both laughed at the same time.

Pei Jingning stood up.

Yeats also stood up, "Sir, it's getting late, I'm going back to sleep." There will be a case investigation tomorrow, and she plans to go back and analyze the clues she got today.

While speaking, Pei Jingning had already walked around to Yeats, stretched out his hand and hugged her.

"Sir..." Yeats wanted to push Master Shaoqing away, but his hands were pressed against his heart, making him unable to move.

One raised his head and the other lowered his face.

Four eyes facing each other.

The cicadas chirp in the summer night, the wind blows the curtains, everything is so beautiful!
The word N is omitted below.

The next day, Yeats took Yang Quanfu back to Dali Temple. Teng Chong, Zhang Jin and others conducted the first inspection yesterday afternoon and gave her the transcript of the inspection.

Yeats sat down and read it carefully from beginning to end.

It’s similar to what Yan Qinglian said. Yin Qin hated not having a son, but didn’t want to spoil his daughter too much. Yin Sumiang grew up under her father’s complicated mentality. She was both afraid of her father and in awe of her father. She wanted to support her shop but was shrinking. , I want to do everything but can’t do anything well.According to Yeats's analysis, Yin Su Niang lacked love and was insecure, so a girl like her who grew up in a native family unknowingly developed into a kind of scum-sucking body, especially scum-sucking men.

How will a scumbag appear in a world lacking love for girls?
In terms of appearance, he must be at least thin and handsome, or look like a human and a dog. If he is ugly or has been groomed badly and cannot even get into the eyes of girls, then there is still a chance that he is a scumbag.

When it comes to dealing with people, it especially refers to how you treat the young lady who comes into sight. You attract the young lady's attention with a free and uninhibited look that is proud of your talent. After contact, you are gentle and patient with the young lady. If the young lady asks for ice water, you will never bring warm tea. If I say I want to eat barbecue in the middle of the night, no matter how soundly I sleep, I will get up and run half way across town to buy it.

Once you get it, your real identity will be revealed immediately. The little change, silk flowers, and gouache that you invested in the past will all be taken back hundreds of times from the young lady. Not only that, if someone is not satisfied, they will be beaten and kicked, making the young lady feel worse than death. .

Now that you know the true face of the scumbag, stop your losses quickly!The scumbag man worked hard for a long time to finally become scumbag enough to support his little wife. Do you think you can escape easily?Then he won't be called a scumbag.

"Except for her personal maid, everyone else is in Dali Temple?"

Zhang Jin nodded, "Yes, I brought them all back yesterday and asked questions. The transcripts are all in your hands."

Yeats patted down a stack of notes and said, "When Yin Su Niang got older, her wet nurse didn't go out with her. She basically did some sewing and washing at home. I didn't know that Yin Su Niang was interacting with her husband. Another girl was responsible for Yin Su Niang combing her hair and tidying up the room. If you don’t follow them, an ordinary family with two girls and a mother-in-law is already a wealthy family."

Teng Chong said: "I also asked the other stewards of the Yin family and the people in the Yin family's shop. They don't know that the young lady of the boss has another man. Some people even think that our Dali Temple is slandering the young lady's innocence."

Yeats snorted: "If you don't want people to know you, you have to do nothing."

At Yeats's reminder, Yan Zuo asked a midwife who specialized in delivering babies to examine Yin Su Niang's body in Yizhuang today. This midwife was different from other midwives, who only delivered full-term babies. She can deliver babies who are less than a month old or who were born uncleanly.

She touched the deceased's belly with her hand, and used a special tool to test a certain part of the little lady. She nodded with certainty, "The little lady is almost three months pregnant, and the fetus is still in her belly."

Yan Zuozuo asked his apprentice to register them in the corpse.

When it was time to leave, Qin Dachuan came back.Several people gathered around.

Just as Qin Dachuan was about to speak, Yeats handed him a cup of tea and said, "Uncle Qin, don't worry, let's drink some water first and then talk."

Qin Dachuan's complexion was soft, and a soft light shone on his weather-beaten face.

Zhao Bai sat at the back of the desk and saw everything, as if he was the one being cared for. His smile was soft and warm.

Qin Dachuan found an informant near the Yin family and quickly asked for clues.

"He said that someone noticed that Yin Suniang always took her girl out of the city to buy embroidery threads on Yanhe Street. Someone met her and asked her. She said that the shop on the canal is close to the canal, and there are many good silk threads and they are cheap."

No matter how big a street along the river is, it is impossible for merchants to sell good silk threads to small shops along the river. Yeats admitted the latter sentence of "it's still cheap", but the Yin family doesn't need Yin Su Niang to save money on these silk threads.

Then it goes without saying that she always runs there.

"Has anyone seen her dating a guy?"

Qin Dachuan shook his head, "Looking at it so far, no one else has seen it except that girl."

The girl is missing!
The capital is so big and the streets along the canal are so small. Yeats doesn't believe that no one has seen the two of them dating before and after?
Yeats reminded: "Everyone, continue the investigation tomorrow. Although I said the murderer is a man who looks like a weak scholar, he is not bookish at all. He is just thin and tall."

(End of this chapter)