Da Song Private Investigator

In the evening, news came from a yamen servant that they had discovered a suspicious person through their investigation of Fengyue Hutong.

The suspect is not tall and should be around 60 or [-] years old, but no one remembers his face.

This fits well with Hwarang's speculation, that is, as long as they find this person, they will also catch the murderer.

However, that person only appeared once, and disappeared without a trace after that time, as if he had never appeared before.

I don't know the face of that suspicious person, and I don't know what special characteristics he has. It is not easy to find him.Even if all the yamen servants are sent out, it is impossible to have any clues.

And Hwarang is very clear about this, so he feels that if he wants to catch the murderer, he must clarify the relationship between the murderer and the deceased, or the possible relationship between the deceased and all the suspects they have come into contact with.

Hwarang thought for a long time, when the night was deep, he finally figured it out, and when he figured it out, he was not happy, but everyone didn't think it was any different, because when Hwarang found the murderer, more Always be cautious.

"Do you know who the murderer is?"

Hwarang shook his head: "I don't know, but it's not difficult to catch him."

Everyone looked at each other without saying anything.

The night was getting deeper, but the sky was extremely hot and stuffy. After Cheng Juncai returned home, he didn't say a word, even he himself didn't know what happened to him.

Cheng Juncai didn't sleep all night after he got home. When it was almost dawn, he washed up to cheer himself up, because he was the secretary in charge of the observation envoy, so he couldn't be lazy about some things, even if he didn't sleep all night, How to work the next day, or how to work.

In fact, Cheng Juncai knew very well that this observation made Lu Zhinian love him very much, but if he made any mistakes, he would still be very ungrateful and teach him a lesson, and even lose his own Wusha because of it.

For this reason, Cheng Juncai hurried to the Observation Mission's Mansion, but when he came to the Observation Mission Mansion, he found that everyone looked at him a little differently, and Cheng Juncai felt familiar with that look, but for a while I can't remember where I saw it before, until he went back to his office to calm down and think about it, he suddenly woke up. That kind of look was the look he had received since he was a child. It was a different kind of look. There was disdain and insult in those eyes.

And this kind of look has never been seen since he was admitted to fame, but why did he suddenly meet it today?

He felt very scared and very angry in his heart. He wanted to question those colleagues, and even wanted to fight with them to vent his anger, but he had been an official for several years, and he knew that he was angry at them like this. It will only make them look down on themselves even more.

For some reason, Cheng Juncai couldn't do anything anymore, his mind was full of the eyes his colleagues looked at him, the eyes were so hateful, it made him inexplicably irritable, so at this moment, he suddenly put himself on the table Overturned the documents on the website, and then left the Observation Office angrily.

When he left, many people looked at him, but this time in addition to disdain and insult, there were three points of ridicule and one point of surprise in the eyes of these people, but Cheng Juncai didn't respond to anything, and now he just wants to hurry up leave here.

There were not many people on the street, because the weather was too hot, the hot people were sweating, and their backs were wet. As he was walking on the hot street like this, he felt that everyone on the street was looking at him strangely. Looking at him, he wanted to yell at these people angrily, but he found that he couldn't open his mouth at all.

He felt that his throat was about to smoke, and he just walked like this, not knowing how long he walked, let alone where he went.

He only remembered that he walked to a bed, and then lay down. He was still sweating non-stop. He wanted to get up to drink water, but he didn't know where the water was. In the end, he passed out.

Around evening, Cheng Juncai woke up. Cheng Juncai only felt thirsty when he woke up. He rushed out to drink water. After he drank enough water, he found himself in his home. He was very strange. Knowing what happened earlier in the day, he doesn't even know how he got home. ,

The noise of cicadas chirping made Cheng Juncai uncontrollably irritable. He picked up a stone and threw it among the branches where the sound of cicadas kept coming, and then went back to the house and lay down on the bed. It was strange, when he lay on the bed After that, he didn't feel hungry, and he didn't eat for a day.

And when Cheng Juncai was lying on the bed, his mind was spinning surprisingly fast. He didn't understand why his colleagues suddenly looked at him in that way. Could it be that they all knew his identity?

Cheng Juncai shook his head, he thought it was impossible, except for Hwarang and others, no one knew his identity... Thinking of this, Cheng Juncai suddenly sat up from the bed, yes, it was Hwarang, it must be Hwarang who told him The person who made the observer.

But Cheng Juncai didn't understand, what did Hwarang tell the observers the news?

Cheng Juncai didn't understand, but he couldn't ask, because he didn't want to humiliate himself. He still remembered the situation when he left the government office yesterday. He didn't know how he left, but he remembered the slap yesterday, He felt his face was still aching.

Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened, and it was only at this time that Cheng Jun felt hungry. He ran to the kitchen to eat something casually, and then lay down on the bed again. He felt very tired. Now he just Want to have a good sleep, although he has been asleep for almost a day.

When Cheng Juncai lay on the bed, he soon fell asleep. In the dream, he didn't know what he dreamed of. He kept shaking his head and waving his hands. The sweat on his forehead was even more dripping, but he just couldn't wake up.

The night was getting deeper, the cicadas stopped singing, the wind also stopped, everything around became quiet, and at this moment, a man walked into Cheng Juncai's house slowly. It was very big, and although he seemed a little strenuous when he walked, it didn't affect his pace. He walked faster and lighter, and when he entered Cheng Juncai's bedroom, his face suddenly turned pale. There was a trace of indescribable weirdness and hatred, and just after his face changed drastically, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist, a dagger that was cold and pierced into his skin.

The man slowly approached the bed with the dagger in his hand, the dagger was slowly gaining momentum, as if about to drink human blood.