A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

The onlookers stared at it carefully. Some thought it looked like it, while others thought it didn't. "No beard."

This portrait was provided by a friend of Zhao Bai, and it was about Qiao Si three years ago. Yeats glanced at everyone, took out a charcoal pen, and added a beard on the spot. At this time, everyone kept commenting on the resemblance.

"Yes, that's him. Unfortunately, he moved away yesterday."

Teng Chong was anxious, turned around and asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

Yeats looked at the crowd, then at the dilapidated and narrow alley, then turned to Officer Lu from the Military and Horse Department and said, "Can we still get more manpower?"

"Ye Pingshi, this is..."

"I want to search door to door, but I have to guard the intersection and prevent people from jumping on the door."

When there was a problem in his own jurisdiction, Lu Limu was very cooperative. He immediately arranged for people to mobilize manpower, and at the same time shouted to everyone to stay in their respective residences. Dali Temple wanted to investigate the case, "If it is found that there is no household registration or official certificate, he will be escorted immediately." Government."

Originally, the onlookers were just melon-eating people, but they didn't expect the fire to be brought to their own bodies. They were so frightened that they all ran home to wait for investigation. Some people without identification wanted to run away directly, but they were caught by the soldiers and horses. Of course, these people are not Qiao Si who has been missing for three years.

Seeing that it was noon, everyone randomly found a small restaurant to have a meal. After eating, they began to search door to door.

Officer Lu led the search, while Yeats and Teng Chong stood aside and watched them interrogate each house. Officer Lu's people searched until their voices became hoarse. From noon to evening, three people were replaced.

Yeats stood beside him but never called him to stop. Official Lu looked at him from time to time. Yeats was fine. Tengchong couldn't stand still anymore and leaned next to her, "Brother Ye, Official Lu and the others will be on duty soon." Yes, there is still some time before the value change in the evening, do you still want to continue checking?"

"Then find out what they're doing."

When Yeats replied, Li Mu heard it. He thought Yeats would let them check the area, but he didn't expect that she was reasonable and didn't insist.

When he was about to turn to another alley after checking one alley, Yeats stood at the entrance of the alley with the rolled portrait in his hand, his hands behind his back, and the rolled paper in his left hand gently tapped the palm of his right hand, as if he was thinking. What.

The patrol officer who was about to knock at the entrance of the alley was stopped by the sudden silence of the few people, and looked at Official Lu with some uneasiness.

Official Lu only heard rumors that Ye Zhi was good at handling cases, but he had never actually come into contact with her. He knew that she was a woman disguised as a man, so he didn't find it strange that she looked weak. He asked Teng Chong, "Ye Pingshi is...?"
Teng Chong didn't know why Yeats stopped. Could it be that he was considering going home?
Suddenly, everyone who had not suddenly noticed the movements in Yeats' hands noticed that her left hand stopped tapping the heart of her right hand.

She suddenly said: "I know!"

Everyone was stunned, and all looked from her hands to her face.

"Brother Ye, what do you know?"

"Turn back and go to the house with the secret door just now." After saying that, Yeats still had his hands behind his back, but walked quickly but steadily.

This area is dirty and messy. It is a place where three religions and nine streams gather. You can rent a small courtyard or a room, and those women who can't make ends meet can make money by selling jokes.

Teng Chong was both eager and curious: "That secret door?"

Yeats didn't reply.

Yang Fuquan took over: "Is it the one with a good child and a fat girl?"

"There seems to be a fire-making woman in that house, who is tall and round. Ye Pingshi suspects that they are hiding Qiao Si?"

Seeing that he was about to reach the secret door, Yeats suddenly stopped and held his hands behind his back to his chest, "Brother Teng, call the door."

There are only three women in this house, and the one who sells jokes is pretty good-looking. She probably has a good business, and the girl and mother-in-law she raises are quite plump. In this low-class place where there is a lack of clothes and money, it is really okay.

Teng Chong did not give up before opening the door and confirmed in a low voice: "Do you suspect they are harboring Qiao Si?"

"It's not suspicion." Yeats said, "You call the door, Lu Limu, and ask your people to surround the front, rear, left, and right, and don't miss anyone." "Yes."

Don't be too good at arresting people and arresting them. Soon, in the blink of an eye, this mini independent courtyard was surrounded.

Teng Chong immediately knocked on the door, "Open the door... open the door..." After knocking, several people heard that there seemed to be no movement in the small courtyard.

Teng Chong tried to knock again, but Yeats signaled him not to move.

Sure enough, after a while, the girl inside cursed, "Who said they don't accept guests during dinner time, why are you in such a hurry..." She breathed out fragrance.

The people waiting outside the door quietly waited for the girl inside to open the door.

The girl was obviously stunned. Just as she was about to turn around and scream, Teng Chong covered her mouth.

Yeats glanced at the struggling girl and said to Teng Chong, "She is five or six months pregnant. Be careful about the child in her belly."

The originally glaring girl's eyes suddenly turned frightened, "Uh-huh..."

Hearing that she was a pregnant woman, Teng Chong almost let go, but realized that Yeats didn't let him let go.

The yard was very small. After turning around the dilapidated screen wall, Yeats went directly into the living room.

Dinner has been served in the living room, and a charming woman is sitting in the main seat. Compared with the panicked old woman standing next to her, she is very calm, as if she knows what she is facing.

Yeats stepped into the living room and smiled slightly, "Master Qiao Si's dinner is a bit shabby!"

She is obviously a charming woman, how did she become Qiao Si?

Qiao Si was calmer than Yeats imagined, "I heard that Ye Pingshi from Dali handles cases like a god. I didn't believe it before, but after checking around, I turned my head again. Now it seems that it is indeed the case."

When I first came to investigate the case, it was obviously a female voice, but now it is a normal male voice.

Only then did Teng Chong and Lu Limu realize that when they came to investigate, she might have made a pinching sound while holding her throat. They felt that something was wrong there. It turned out that the woman in the secret door had an abnormal voice, but that he was indeed the voice. man.

Seeing that he had admitted it, Yeats calmly opened the portrait and said while looking at the portrait: "Is she admitting it so happily for the sake of the child in her belly?"

"I killed the person, it had nothing to do with her."

Yeats was still smiling, "This lady is actually your mother-in-law, isn't she?"

"Yes, she doesn't know what I do outside."

A filial son and a good husband, Qiao Si was caught smoothly. When he was taken out of the small courtyard disguised as a man, many people gathered at the door. They were all surprised, "Hey, this house hasn't accepted guests for almost a year. Why?" Still got caught?”

Someone immediately noticed something was wrong, "No...no...I remember that the person picking up the guests was this fat woman next to me..."

These words are all said by men, not women who say, "This is not fat, this is pregnancy!"

……

After leaving the alley, Qiao Si and others were escorted by the police. Teng Chong quickly stuck to Ye Zhi's side and asked, "What's going on?"

Yeats glanced at him, "Don't you see?"

"Ah..." (End of Chapter)