"People say that the girl in Yinghualou has a unique style. Lord Tosu's blessing, the little one is really eye-opening tonight. Yan Zhi walked in front of her, and did not forget to turn around and cast a grateful glance at Su Huan.

Since she saw this girl, she hasn't been quiet for a moment, even if the scene of corpses in the dungeon, other women have already been scared of the six gods, and she still has a hippie smile, it's really strange......

"Isn't it funny, there are very few women in this dynasty. Seeing you talk and dress up, it doesn't look like you're confined to your livelihood, so you have to come to join in the fun?"

"Of course it's interesting!" Yan Zhi didn't eat dinner, and when she went out, she made a bunch of Yinghualou's specialty dishes. At this time, holding a piece of glutinous rice chicken and chewing it fragrantly.

She didn't swallow what was in her mouth, and when she opened her mouth to reply, she almost choked herself.

"However, the main thing is that I can't do anything ......else," Yan Zhi wrapped the glutinous rice chicken and said with a serious face:

"I thought about making a small deal with the ancestral property, but when I looked at the account book, I was dizzy, and I didn't have any money in my heart when I made a profit. I think about it, there are so many delicacies in Beijing, it would be good for me to open a restaurant, but the dishes I cooked, the maids at home refused to eat them. I have embroidered handkerchiefs, cut clothes, and visited masters who tell stories and sing operas, but they all say that I have no life to eat this profession......

"I don't see it. ”

Su Huan said in his heart, in fact, cross talk should be quite suitable, but Yan Zhi probably made a mistake.

"I also think that when I stand on the stage, no matter what I sing, it's a horn. ”

Yan Zhi looked regretful, said indignantly, opened the glutinous rice chicken, and took another bite, "I really don't know what they think." I had no choice but to go back to my old job......"

"So, Miss Yan has been a catcher before?" Su Huan heard strangely.

"Catch fast?" Yan Zhi shook her hand when she heard this, made a denying expression, and then thought about it again, "If you want to understand it like this, it's okay, it can be regarded as a kind of catch that doesn't catch people." ”

"I haven't heard of this, and there are still people who don't arrest people?"

"Arrest people, I want to come, but unfortunately I can't run fast, and I can't pass the selection. I just cats in the house every day: go out to the scene, do experiments, write reports, and then go out to the scene, do experiments, write reports, ......"

Yan Zhi didn't know what to remember, so she sighed with her cheeks,

"Here we are. There is no laboratory, and you don't want to report it, last time I was patrolling the street with Wei Huan and bumped into a thief - I was an ornament from beginning to end. ”

It's true that this girl is honest and funny, but her speech is often confusing. However, when it comes to subtle observation and meticulous logic, there are not many people who can have this kind of kung fu in the six parts.

Since the founding of the Great Qi Dynasty, Su Huan has known more or less the capable ministers and famous officials of the Criminal Department. Yan Zhi's words and deeds are really not like those trained by any of them.

"I don't know who the girl's method of handling the case is?"

"In the past, most of them relied on memorizing before and after the exam, and they wrote it down when they took too many exams. And because there is no online article, no Douyin, I often have insomnia, so I can only go to the criminal department to read the case file to pass the time...... Why, Lord Su is interested in learning one too?"

Su Huan was about to ask her again what the strange words were, but Yan Zhi stopped in front of a house.

"Here?"

"The first person to be found at the scene of the crime was the little jailer, named Sun Yi. Yan Zhi stepped forward unceremoniously and slapped the courtyard door open, in a relaxed tone:

"After asking him, you can go back to sleep. ”

The moonlight was as clear as water, shining in the small courtyard of this remote house. There was no sound of four, only an old tree stood in the middle of the courtyard, the night wind blew, and an old rattan chair under the tree made a faint sound that was almost imperceptible.

Yan Zhi banged on the door of the house for a long time, but no one answered the door, and she couldn't push it open, but she finally knocked her hand in pain, and glared and said, "What kind of person is this, you sleep more than me!"

She turned her head helplessly and stared at Su Huan's eyes, with that angry pouting look, like a puppy that had been provoked. Su Huan was amused in his heart, stepped forward to replace her, and shouted while banging on the door:

"Sun Yi?"

After a few times, there was still no one answering the door, and a sense of foreboding arose in Su Huan's heart, and the movement they made was the neighbors, and it should have been heard.

The little jailer recognized himself and Yan Zhi's voices, and there was no reason not to open the door.

He stopped his movements and walked around to the window, the night was not too cold, and Sun Yi did not close the window......

Seeing the scene in the window, Su Huan's heart sank, and at this time, Yan Zhi's footsteps sounded behind him, and he had to turn around.

"You don't think you're going to be able to get home tonight. ”

"Ha, where do you want to go for a walk, no matter what Yinghualou or Yingcaolou is, the small ones will be accompanied....." Yan Zhi has always had a hippie smile, but she looked at Su Huan's expression, and suddenly couldn't say any more, "What's ......?"

Su Huan didn't speak, he took a step sideways so that Yan Zhi could see the situation in the house:

Although there was no light in the house, the moonlight slanted through the window, illuminating everything in the room clearly.

Especially on a table of eight immortals not far away, the person they were looking for tonight was lying on his stomach: pale and lifeless, just like other corpses in the prison.

There are often such moments, Yan Zhi feels that time has frozen, knowing that it is one thing to go to the scene of the crime to see the corpse, and it is another thing to see her colleagues turn into corpses.

She hadn't come back to her senses for a long time, and she closed her eyes, trying to calm the horror and anger in her heart, "Why...... Why...... I thought it was over...... Twenty-one people is enough...... Enough ......."

Su Huan didn't know what to say, so he had to flip over the windowsill, land in the house, open the deadbolt, and let Yan Zhi in.

Yan Zhi walked to the table by the moonlight, and struck the fire fold, and the young face was illuminated. Sure enough, those eyes didn't react to the approach of the light source, Yan Zhi stretched out her hand and touched the stiff face,

I hope Lao Chen will come soon.

Yan Zhi's shock at the discovery of the corpse lasted only a moment, and her mind entered the investigation process without any obstacles, and she sometimes wondered if she was born at the scene of a crime.

However, Su Huan didn't think so, when he saw Yan Zhi turn his head, there was no blood on his face at all, and his voice trembled slightly, "Do you go back to the Criminal Department to call someone, or will I go?"

Su Huan shook his head, "It's too late...... You check first, I'll go and see if anyone can go to the criminal department to send a letter......"

"Hmm......" Yan Zhi agreed weakly, sighed, and turned away.

It didn't take long for Su Huan to find someone outside, and when he came back, Yan Zhi was still holding a fire fold and tossing around.

There weren't many things in Sun Yi's room, but they were messy, public clothes and other clothes were thrown everywhere, shoes were piled up at the door, and Su Huan almost tripped when he went to open the door.

"Why don't you light the lamp?"

"I don't dare to touch the things at the scene of the murder. Yan Zhi's voice came from the back room, sounding much calmer,

"But it's okay, I'll be fine, don't come in, sir. "

After a while, Yan Zhi appeared at the door. She extinguished the fire, strode outside the house, and took a deep breath. After the third watch, the night air at this time was still cold, and Yan Zhi's clothes were blown by the wind, as if they were about to melt into the night air.

Su Huan was about to speak, Yan Zhi took out a piece of paper and handed it to herself,

"Maybe adults will like it. ”

"Where did it come from?"

Sun Yi ...... The ...... in the hands of the corpse" Yan Zhi said this sentence and felt unreal for a while, the name only has meaning when he is alive, and the pronoun of the dead in the criminal department has always been the corpse.

"What is this?" said Su Huan as he opened the paper.

"It's a gift from the real murderer to Master Su. "

The note is very short, Sun Yi probably hasn't read any books, and his handwriting is immature, but the general meaning is still very clear:

The case in the prison of the Criminal Department was done by himself in a momentary confusion, and after returning home, he felt more and more scared, and he was willing to apologize for his crime with death.

Su Huan couldn't help but feel funny, maybe Yan Zhi saw it.

"Don't Lord Su like this gift?"

"It doesn't matter if I like it or not, the Holy One is not a fool. This Sun Yi wants to kill someone, even if he has no reasonable motive, he doesn't even have the possibility of committing a crime. Su Huan folded the paper and gave it back to Yan Zhi.

"He couldn't open the door of the cell with his key, and the only way to get in was through the tunnel of the dry well, but he was on duty underground at that time. Your prison is tortuous, every door is guarded, and you will definitely leave a record when you go out and go in, as far as I know, there is no record of Sun Yi entering and leaving the dungeon at the time of the crime. ”

Yan Zhi nodded, took the note, and folded it carefully,

"That's right, Sun Yi is not a scholar, there is no pen and ink at home, where did this note come from. Moreover, a person's house is so messy, do you think he has done a far-reaching case in prison? The real murderer is very considerate, knowing that our time limit for investigating the case is too tight, and the prisoners and physical evidence are well prepared for us. ”

"yes, it's a character ......." Su Huan subconsciously raised his head and sighed.

In the middle of the moon, the moonlight in the courtyard was as clean as mercury, the fragrance of flowers floated in the night wind, the leaves sounded softly, and occasionally there were one or two insect chirps.

If it weren't for this murder, this might be the best time of the year.

"Don't you have any clues......" Su Huan glanced at Yan Zhi's expression and knew that the answer to this question must not be optimistic.

"Obvious evidence...... Maybe .......not," Yan Zhi sat on the wicker chair, propped her head, trying to drive away the bout of sleepiness that struck, "The physical evidence may disappear, but the motive will never ......"

The murderer wants Sun Yi to die, will there be any other explanation?