Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 1712 Another Case
After a few days, Rong Jiu dictated, and Shen Cheng's "Winning Injustice Collection" was finally finished.

Gu Mingzhu was in the Shenhu camp, so Rong Jiu sent the "Resolution of Injustice Collection" to Mu Qinghan in Dali Temple.

Mu Qinghan was fascinated by it as if he had found a treasure, but he didn't remember that Rong Jiu was still there.

Rong Jiu held the teacup and drank it slowly. Hearing the hurried footsteps outside the house, he couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

The footsteps were hurried and chaotic, Mu Qinghan raised his head from the notebook and glanced out: "Probably there is another case."

"Go and have a look."

Rong Jiu had already got up and walked out, Mu Qinghan closed the notebook and hurriedly followed.

On the veranda, Rong Jiu grabbed a policeman and asked, "What case happened again?"

The policeman replied: "Someone came to report the case. There was a murder case in Fenglin Pavilion. This is the third time."

Fenglinguan is the intelligence organization of the Mu family, and three murder cases have occurred in a row, which seems a bit unusual.

Rong Jiu's eyebrows darkened slightly: "The murderer committed a series of crimes?"

The policeman nodded quickly: "The ones who died were all the young men from Fenglin Pavilion. They all committed suicide and their hearts were dug out."

So cruel, I don't know what kind of deep hatred is there.

As soon as the two of them left the gate of Dali Temple, there was a muffled thunder.

Rong Jiu looked up, only to see that the sky was gloomy, with dark clouds covering the city, and a heavy rain was coming, and the whole Chang'an was shrouded in sweltering heat and stagnation.

Mu Qinghan also took a look at the sky, and said to Rong Jiu: "It's going to rain, the princess might as well go back to the mansion first, and after the autopsy is finished, I will go to the door and talk to the princess in detail."

Rong Jiu shook his head and smiled slightly: "You don't need to be so troublesome, let's go."

The minister of Dali Temple listened to the report from the police, saying that Rong Jiu had also gone to the Fenglin Hall together, and hurriedly followed.

There was a rumbling thunder, and just as the carriage was halfway there, there was a torrential rain, and the sky and the earth were filled with the sound of rain.

Rong Jiu lifted the corner of the car curtain, and on the street, many people were fleeing with their heads covered to avoid the heavy rain.

Looking up, far and near, all the scenery became hazy and blurred in the torrential rain.

Chang'an, the most prosperous place in the world, is also full of filth. Behind the Fenglinguan murder case, is it also full of unpredictable conspiracies and tricks?

The carriage stopped in front of Fenglin Pavilion, Rong Jiu held an umbrella and walked quickly into Fenglin Pavilion.

All the people in Fenglin Pavilion gathered in the lobby, Rong Jiu took a glance, and couldn't help feeling that Fenglin Pavilion gathers beauties from all over the world. These men are young, some are cool, some are elegant, and some are charming. , They all have their own charms, but they are undoubtedly very good-looking.

"Princess, princess," Rong Jiu heard someone shouting, and when he turned his head, he saw a soft and charming beauty, "She is Hualin, and the princess saved her life that night at the Huguo Temple. Didn't you remember him?"

Rong Jiu remembered him.

In order to tarnish her reputation, Princess Anping asked Yan'er to bring Hualin into the Huguo Temple in an attempt to let Hualin seduce Rong Jiu.

As early as in Huguo Temple, Rong Jiu knew that Hualin was not easy, and his smile deepened: "Fenglin Pavilion has repeatedly committed murders, and Dali Temple will not stand by. If you know something, tell the police in detail."

Hualin asked again: "Where is the princess? The princess is like a god in solving cases, will she also intervene in this case?"

Everyone in the Fenglin Pavilion looked at Rong Jiu in unison. There were scrutiny, temptation, and eager anticipation in those gazes.

Fenglin Pavilion is also a pool of muddy water.

Rong Jiu smiled silently, then nodded: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)