Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 506: The Evil Taoist Priest Who Looks Pretty in a Female Body
Xia Lin had indeed taken on a tough nut to crack. Some of the cases could not be verified at all because they happened so long ago, and the evidence had almost become waste due to storage issues. Just leaving these things there was a real headache.

"Three months. We only have three months. If there is no result after three months, everything we do now will be in vain."

Shao Shilin, a student of the Legalist School, punched the table unwillingly: "This shouldn't be the case!"

"But now even the most powerful old police officer is powerless against the things in front of us. We are just people who study laws and regulations, so what use can we be?"

After several days of investigation and sorting, everyone is now somewhat demoralized in the face of these old cases. This clueless and helpless feeling makes them all feel frustrated.

Just at this moment, Xia Lin walked in carrying the things he had sorted out. Everyone in the room stood up and greeted Xia Lin.

"I know you've been under a lot of pressure lately." Xia Lin put the things on the table, and then sat down beside him without any airs. "But it doesn't matter. Some things can only be left to fate. As for me, I made a bet with Ma on impulse. If there is any punishment, I will bear it alone. Shao Shilin."

"Lord Xia, I'm here." Shao Shilin stood up and responded.

At this moment, Xia Lin took out the silver notes that Tang Baoer had brought from his pocket. He had roughly calculated before that it was a huge sum of 570,000 taels. He took away 70,000 taels to purchase various consumables and materials, and the remaining 500,000 taels were all used as wages for these people.

"There are a total of 500,000 taels of silver here. You can do a comprehensive accounting and divide the money among everyone to see how to divide it appropriately." Xia Lin patted his chest and said, "Just do it with confidence. I will support you even if the sky falls. There is nothing else to worry about."

Although everyone here could get about 300 taels of silver, which was roughly the total income of an ordinary family for five or six years, no one seemed very happy. Instead, Xia Lin's words seemed to have already declared that this was destined to be a fruitless project.

These young people have never thought about money or even their lives since they came here. No one here is unaware of the concept of military law, but they still came.

If they didn't come for money, they wouldn't cheer for money. So even if Xia Lin spoke, they still didn't get too excited.

Xia Lin also obviously noticed their state. He looked up and smiled, "Don't panic, boys. You are already doing well. Don't think about other things. Cheer up. We will win this battle."

After saying that, he jumped off the table and said, "My teacher said that you are all the rising sun in the Chen hour. I hope you will keep moving forward and not feel frustrated because of temporary setbacks. You all just need to shine brightly."

After he finished speaking, he walked out the door and wandered aimlessly in the large empty warehouse. In fact, if he were to do this himself, it wouldn't matter whether he succeeded or not. He just wanted this high-level means of self-pollution. But now more and more people began to fall into the trap he had set for himself.

In other words, he has no other choice now. He finally understands what it means that the situation is beyond his control. He may have just started it, but now he can only bite the bullet and move on.

"Is there anyone? I am Yuan Tiangang, and I have come to ask to see Xia Lin, Xia Daosheng."

Xia Lin was stunned for a moment, and then he walked outside the door, only to see a young Taoist priest in a yellow robe standing there, looking around. This man had a handsome face, and although he was young, he looked like an immortal. He carried a peach wood sword on his back, and he really looked like one.

"Oh, Lord Xia." Yuan Tiangang bowed to Xia Lin and said, "Yuan Tiangang greets Lord Xia."

"Hello, Taoist Yuan."

"Mr. Xia, you are too polite." Yuan Tiangang took out a letter of introduction from his arms: "This is a letter of introduction written by my uncle to Mr. Xia."

"Recommendation?" Xia Lin was stunned for a moment, then he took the letter and opened it: "Didn't Taoist Yuan Shoucheng say that you were already working at the Imperial Observatory? How did he recommend you?"

"It's not me, it's not me." Yuan Tiangang smiled, and then shouted: "Benchu! Come here!"

"coming."

A young man's voice sounded next to him, and then a thin man jumped down from the wall. Xia Lin was really shocked when he saw him, because he was very thin and looked like a thin woman. But when he saw his face clearly, Xia Lin thought he was a girl.

Not only is he handsome, he can even be described as charming. He is dressed in a Taoist robe, with fluttering sleeves, as if he is not stained by dust. His long black hair falls like a waterfall, and is casually tied up with a jade hairpin. A few strands of hair are blown by the wind, making his face more beautiful. His eyebrows are like distant mountains, slender and soft, and his eyes are like autumn water, bright and clear. His nose is high and his lips are light red. When he purses his lips slightly, he has a bit of coldness.

"Female?"

"A man, a man." The young Taoist priest ran to Xia Lin with his hat pressed down and bowed: "Hello, Master Xia."

Although she had a charming face, the cheerfulness of a young man as soon as she opened her mouth dispelled Xia Lin's doubts.

This is clearly Chang'e who was born into the wrong body...

"My junior fellow apprentice, Yuan Benchu. This guy is very talented. I originally planned to take him to the Imperial Observatory, but this damn guy refused to do so."

"Of course. A few years ago, I had a fortune-teller tell me that I need to find a wise master in this life. No one else can leave a name in history except him. A few days ago, I had another fortune-teller tell me that my wise master is in trouble. I think it's the time when he needs me, so I'm here." Yuan Tiangang rolled his eyes and bowed to Xia Lin helplessly: "Master Xia, don't listen to his nonsense. He just likes to play and can't stay in the mountains anymore."

"Brother, please don't talk nonsense. If you don't believe me, ask Lord Xia to judge for me. I divined a few days ago that my master was in trouble. Lord Xia, do you think he has encountered difficulties?"

Xia Lin opened his mouth, then nodded silently: "Yes, I encountered some difficulties."

"Then I divined that my master is suffering from a blockage. Lord Xia, do you think that's right?"

Xia Lin was scratching his head now: "Interesting."

"Then I used the Great Liu Ren to predict the fortune for Lord Xia, and it said that the northwest would be the best. Lord Xia is in the capital, and I am in Zhongnanshan, so that means the northwest. That means it will be a great benefit to me and my master, so I will go down the mountain!"

"Okay, okay, whatever you say makes sense. I'll follow your wishes and hand you over to Lord Xia. Please don't bother me anymore."

Xia Lin found it somewhat funny watching these two brothers with a big age gap bickering with each other, but it was obvious that this younger brother's fighting ability was much stronger than Yuan Tiangang's. No wonder he could become the sect's last disciple.

"Master Xia, this junior brother belongs to you now. I can't control him anymore."

The first-rank high priest of the Imperial Observatory ran away after saying this, leaving only the sixteen-year-old Taoist priest standing in front of Xia Lin with his hands behind his back.

"You can call me Benchu ​​from now on. I am a Taoist genius. I am good at fortune-telling and reasoning, as well as sacrificial ceremonies. In short, you can ask me to do anything. I am good at it. I am the best Taoist in the world."

Xia Lin laughed at his smug words: "I don't believe this."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. I have ways to help you solve your problems. It's just a matter of waiting. It won't be too late for you to believe it later."

Looking at his beaming face, Xia Lin just stood there and smiled. He never believed in any supernatural things, and he didn't believe in any gods except the God of Wealth. But seeing a young boy so full of energy was really happy.

As for whether he could help him, Xia Lin didn't actually count on it. Anyway, there were all kinds of people under his command, so one more person wouldn't make much difference.

Soon, on the next day, Xia Lin forgot about the little Taoist priest and simply handed him to a constable and asked him to work with him.

But before noon, the constable in charge of the north city massacre case rushed over and found Xia Lin.

"Sir, we have some clues on the case."

Xia Lin put down his pen and was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you say yesterday that this case was so mysterious that it was almost impossible to solve it? How come there is a clue so soon?"

"It's like this. Didn't the little Taoist priest come today? We took him to the scene of the North City Massacre. At that time, he just patrolled the house and then said that it was an acquaintance who committed the crime, and the perpetrator might be a teenager or a woman. We tried our best to investigate along this line, but we didn't expect to find a middle-aged woman who looked flustered and didn't make sense. We were about to bring her back, but just as we were about to do it, her son stood up and said that he did it and told us not to embarrass his mother."

Xia Lin was stunned for a moment: "So mysterious? He calculated it?"

"I don't know, and I didn't ask. We took him there because the child was brought there by an adult, and I thought he had some mysterious abilities."

"Take me to meet him."

Xia Lin followed the captain to Yuan Benchu's side. At this moment, Benchu ​​was holding a file and reading it. He didn't even notice anyone approaching.

He raised his head after hearing the noise, and when he saw Xia Lin, he raised his chin and said, "My lord, everything will be settled as soon as I take action."

Xia Lin put his hands behind his back and walked around him twice: "Don't tell me you figured it out through divination."

"How can fortune-telling come up with these?" Benchu ​​raised his head with a smile. "In medicine, it is important to observe, listen, ask and feel. Governing the world is like governing people. After I went there, I asked if anyone had touched the murder scene. The detective said that no one had touched it. It was the same as it was back then."

Xia Lin nodded: "You continue."

"There were dishes on the table and rice in the pot, which means it was mealtime when the crime happened. The victims were a family of six, and they didn't seem to struggle where they died, which means they were most likely poisoned."

"But the files say they were all hacked to death."

(End of this chapter)