Zeng Pinzheng asked: "Did you take a look up at that time?" ”

"Yes!" Yin Seventeen nodded, "But the result is the same, I didn't see anything abnormal." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Will it ...... Nothing at all? There was hesitation in Ye Ziluo's voice, he believed in everything that Yin Seventeen saw, heard, and felt, but he felt that everyone made mistakes sometimes, and Yin Seventeen couldn't tell if this would be this time.

The meaning of Ye Ziluo, Yin Seventeen and Zeng Pinzheng both understood.

Yin Seventeen hadn't said anything yet, Zeng Pinzheng had already said:

"Brother Ye's words also make sense, but you should be careful in everything."

Obviously, Zeng Pinzheng also had a little bit of the meaning of Ye Ziluo's words, so he didn't refute it, but he felt that he should believe Yin Seventeen, so he played a middle Tai Chi.

Yin Seventeen reached out and wanted to touch Zeng Pinzheng's head, but Zeng Pinzheng avoided it, and glared at her, she was glared at:

"Our family has really grown up!"

Zeng Pinzheng glared even harder: "What grew up?" I've grown into a man! ”

"Uh-huh, seven-foot man." Yin Seventeen kept nodding his head, which should be very perfunctory.

Zeng Pinzheng's face was swollen and red, and Ye Ziluo laughed softly.

The strange sound similar to water droplets did not continue, after all, he couldn't see anything, and he didn't cause any harm to anyone, Ye Ziluo and Zeng Pinzheng put it aside, and Yin Seventeen didn't mention it again.

Early the next morning, Jun Zhu came to say that Jiang Fulin's wife rushed back from her parents' house overnight last night, and was already at home to take care of Jiang Fulin's father and the depressed Jiang Fulin.

Knowing that Yin Seventeen and the Three Men were going to rush back to Qingcheng to continue investigating the case, Jun Zhu was a little reluctant to let Ye Ziluo fall, so he grabbed Ye Ziluo early in the morning and drank two pots of wine.

The leaves have a lot of wine, but Junzhu is shallow, and he burps as soon as he finishes the pot, and he hooks the shoulders of the leaves and speaks:

"Ahh Really go? Yikes! It's only been two nights, so you're leaving? Yikes! Cluck! It's really ...... go."

Ye Ziluo looked at Junzhu, who had drunk a lot, with a helpless face, and he couldn't get out of his shoulders that Junzhu had tightened.

Yin Seventeen and Zeng Pinzheng watched the fun on the side, Yin Seventeen said that Boss Jun was really temperamental, and Zeng Pinzheng said that Boss Jun probably wanted to keep Brother Ye from leaving.

The two of them were talking enthusiastically one by one, when a person suddenly ran in at the door of the inn.

The man was in a panic, and before he could stand still, he raised his voice and shouted with a pale face:

"Yin Gongzi! Yin Boy! Yin Boy! ”

shouted three times, one higher than the other, until the people at the window in the lobby were stunned.

Even Junzhu, who had a lot of wine, was a little sober, and he pointed to the person standing in the threshold of the gate and sighed, saying:

"Who's that man? How do you shout the boy......"

Syllable!

Before the words with questions were finished, Jun Zhu had already slammed his head on the table, and he lay on the table with a snap, and soon the sound of snoring sounded.

Ye Ziluo didn't expect Junzhu to be so undrunk, thinking that Junzhu would have to drink and lie down with half a pot, but he didn't think that this would be the case.

I didn't expect it, and I didn't pay attention for a while, because now everyone's attention was attracted by the person who suddenly ran in, and he couldn't hold Junzhu's head in time.

glanced at Jun Zhu, who was lying on the table with his face on the side, and felt that his forehead was knocked down, and he was not injured, so he relieved himself to invite the shopkeeper and asked the shopkeeper to help his boss go to the backyard to rest.

Ye Ziluo's side was well arranged, Yin Seventeen had already walked in front of the visitor, and Zeng Pinzheng followed behind him.

The person who came was Jiang Fulin, and when he saw Yin Seventeen, it was like seeing a sound of driftwood in the vast sea.

It's just that this piece of driftwood is not big, maybe it can give him hope, or it can give him the last fatal blow.

He had a complicated face.

Yin Seventeen originally wanted to wait for Jiang Fulin to speak, and wanted to know what Jiang Fulin wanted to say when he came here so early in the morning.

It can be seen that Jiang Fulin's face is not good, his eyes are swollen, obviously last night, no one in Jiang Fulin's family was having a hard time, he came because of Jiang Fuyao's murder, and he couldn't say it for a while.

Sighing, pursing his lips again, Yin Seventeen looked at Jiang Fulin and said:

"Brother Jiang, what about your sister...... If you want to mourn, your father still needs Brother Jiang's care, and the good wives and children in the family can't leave Brother Jiang's care, Brother Jiang ...... But hold on! ”

Jiang Fulin listened and didn't say anything for a long time.

Yin Seventeen's words, he understood, he thought about it all night, he understood these words and these truths!

can understand and accept, he can't accept it.

Ye Ziluo walked over and asked Jiang Fulin to sit down at the table and said that he also saw Jiang Fulin looking bad, and he was a little worried about Jiang Fulin.

But Jiang Fulin shook his head, still clubbing within the threshold of the inn gate:

"Yin Gongzi, the truth...... No matter how old I am, I understand, I explained to my daughter-in-law before I came, I want to follow Yin Gongzi, Ye Gongzi, and Zeng Xiaogongzi to Qingcheng to see Fu Yao......"

Reaching out and wiping it, Jiang Fulin wiped away the tears that kept sliding down his eyes, and said in a choked voice:

"My daughter-in-law has suffered a lot with me over the years, but she is really good, she told me to rest assured that she would follow you to Qingcheng, she would take care of my father and children, so that I don't have to worry...... Yin Gongzi, I'm here to take your ride, I know you won't stay here for long, so I rushed to Junzhu Inn early in the morning, I'm afraid I'll be late...... It's good that it's not too late, it's not too late......"

On the way back to Qingcheng, Yin Seventeen and Zeng Pinzheng were sitting in the carriage, Jiang Fulin refused to sit in the carriage, and he followed Ye Ziluo to sit in the car.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and there was no line of sight isolation, Zeng Pin was looking at Jiang Fulin's slightly hunched back, and turned his eyes to look at Yin Seventeen.

Yin Seventeen also looked at Zeng Pinzheng, she didn't speak, only signaled Zeng Pinzheng not to say much.

Jiang Fulin, who would be here, sat side by side with Ye Ziluo on the car, his eyes still red, and his face was full of sadness.

Occasionally, when he thought of the fun and laughter with Jiang Fuyao when he was young, he laughed; Occasionally, when he thought of Jiang Fuyao being wronged and crying to his brother, he cried silently.

Yin Seventeen and Zeng Pinzheng didn't see it head-on, and they felt a lot.

Ye Ziluo sat closer, feeling more, and unconsciously remembered his family members who he hadn't seen for a long time.

Yan Jing's trip was repeatedly delayed by cases along the way, and he thought that after this human skin and corpse case, he had to talk to Yin Seventeen about it, and the trip could not be delayed any longer.

Yin Seventeen is the daughter of the Yin family, Yan Jing doesn't know how long it can be kept secret, if the rumor leaks, there will be more trouble and danger.

He doesn't care, but she can't be fine!

There is a family on the edge of the Qingcheng City God's Temple, whose surname is Xingtian, nearly half a hundred years old, is a blessed person, full of children and grandchildren, and is not poor or rich, and is considered a medium-sized family in Qingcheng.

When Wei Hai arrived, He Xingtian was not at home.

After He Xingtian's wife asked who Wei Hai was and what he was looking for, she pointed out the way to Wei Hai, saying that He Xingtian had nothing to do now, and he went to the Chenghuang Temple all day long, played chess and talked with the old temple in the temple, and did not come back until he had a meal.

After Wei Hai left He Xingtian's house, he went straight to the City God Temple, which was only half a street away from He Xingtian's house.

When you enter the temple, you don't need to look for someone, you can see at a glance that there are two circle chairs in front of and behind a desk, and in each circle chair sits a half-centenarian man of about the same age.

One is the old temple Zhu, and the other is He Xingtian.

After watching He Xingtian and Lao Miaozhu play half a game of chess, Wei Hai began to express his intention and asked He Xingtian about what happened thirteen years ago.

did not avoid the old temple Zhu, Wei Hai casually found a stool in the temple and sat at the desk, and listened to He Xingtian:

"Thirteen years ago, I did work as a messenger guarding the city gate, but why don't I have any impression of what the messenger said?"

Wei Hai didn't expect that he had worked hard to find He Xingtian, the city guard back then, and he got such an answer, he was a little anxious:

"Uncle He, think again! Human lives matter! You have to think about it carefully! ”

Lao Miaozhu didn't know the ins and outs, but listening to what Wei Hai said to He Xingtian, he probably knew that it was related to the human skin and corpse case that was now full of turmoil in the city, and he also helped persuade He Xingtian:

"Lao Tian, you listen to the master, think about it again, since the boy of the Wang family asked you for help in the middle of the night, and then returned to the city with a woman......"

Speaking of this, Lao Miaozhu squeezed his eyebrows at He Xingtian, looking like an old naughty boy:

"What's more, listen to the meaning of the poor master, you received the benefits of the Wang family kid back then, if the Wang family kid really died in vain, you have to think about the things of the Wang family kid back then!"

Since he can go to the Chenghuang Temple every day to talk and play chess with the old temple wishes, He Xingtian believes in ghosts and gods.

As soon as Lao Miao Zhu said that, He Xingtian, who had no impression of Wei Hai before, suddenly shuddered, and his face was full of sadness:

"It's not that I don't want to think about it, it's that I really don't have any impression!"

With that, all three fell silent.

Lao Miaozhu is an outsider, and he talks a lot.

He Xingtian is the party concerned, but after thirteen years, he is old again, and his memory is much worse than before, and many memories are not that he doesn't want to think about it, but he can't remember it at all!

Wei Hai could also understand He Xingtian, but he was helpless for a while.

After staying in the City God Temple for a while, Wei Hai got up and left the City God Temple, and said to He Xingtian before leaving:

"Uncle He, think about it carefully, if you can think of anything, come to the yamen and tell me, if I'm not there, you can find someone named Leng Cangran to catch it quickly."

He Xingtian was full of answers, and after Wei Hai left, he didn't have the heart to stay in the City God Temple anymore, and went home to ask his wife to see if his wife remembered whether she had mentioned such a thing back then.

As soon as Wei Hai left the City God Temple, he went back to the Yamen first, and happened to meet Leng Cangran, who had just returned to the Yamen.

As soon as he sat down in the officer's room, Leng Cangran sighed:

"I've broken my leg in the past two days, and it's almost thin without saying anything, let alone the murderer suspect, even if there is no one like a suspect!"

Wei Hai was also not very interested, half spread in the circle chair and sipped strong tea, the entrance was a little bitter, only to realize that the tea was cool, put down the tea bowl and said:

"The people on my side found it, but He Xingtian actually said that he had no impression of what happened back then......

With his palms covering his eyes, the more Wei Hai said that the more he talked about the back, the more weak he became.

Leng Cangran looked at Wei Hai: "Uncle Wei still asks about your case?" ”

Wei Haidao: "Ask, no matter how late I come home every day, he will wait for me in the flower hall of my yard." ”

Leng Cangran didn't speak, and said after a while:

"Did Uncle Wei say anything?"

"Yes......" Wei Hai thought for a while, and seemed to sort it out: "As soon as he heard that such an unbearable thing happened to Lu Huanzhu back then, or Wang Erzhu, who went out of the city in the middle of the night to find Xiao Yatou, finally saved poor Lu Huanzhu by chance, he sympathized and blamed himself, saying that it would be good if he had investigated more carefully back then......

"The final outcome of the case has not yet been decided! Is it too early to say that the unjust case is now! Leng Cangran unconsciously spoke for Wei Lian, and it was also half wide Wei Hai's heart.

Wei Hailing was cold and hasty, but he knew it in his heart, and his father also knew it in his heart.

There is no need for a final conclusion, the conclusion in their hearts is already inclined to what Yin Seventeen said.

Just when Wei Hai and Leng Cangran were talking about why Yin Seventeen and Three had not come back yet, a servant entered the official's room and said that Yin Seventeen and Three had returned, and there was one more person.

Who is one more person, and neither of the two is sure who it is, but they only vaguely feel that it should be Jiang Fuyao's mother's family, after all, Yin Seventeen and Three went to Jiang Fuyao's mother's house in Kaifeng County in the past two days.

Sure enough, when they saw Yin Seventeen and the three people, Yin Seventeen introduced that a person with a haggard face, red and swollen eyes, and a sad face was Jiang Fulin, Wei Hai and Leng Cangran were not much surprised.

When he heard that Jiang Fulin wanted to see Jiang Fuyao's body, Wei Hai asked Leng Cangran to take Jiang Fulin to the house, and specially asked Leng Cangran to tell Jiang Fulin about Jiang Fuyao's situation on the way in the past, so that Jiang Fulin would be mentally prepared, so that he would not suddenly see such a cruel and terrifying body and would not be able to hold on.

Leng Cangran was afraid of breaking the corpse, and after a few rounds of satin training, he was much better, looking at Jiang Fulin, whose situation was dozens of times worse than him, he deliberately slowed down his pace and told Jiang Fulin about Jiang Fuyao's body carefully.

I don't know if he said it too quietly, or Jiang Fulin was anxious to go to the room to see Jiang Fuyao's body, anyway, he finished speaking, and he didn't see any reaction from Jiang Fulin.

Grabbed Jiang Fulin, who had walked quickly in front of him, and then looked at Jiang Fulin's face carefully, only to find that Jiang Fulin had burst into tears, but he was crying silently, so when he carefully talked about the extent of Jiang Fuyao's body, he didn't notice it.

Jiang Fulin was pulled by Leng Cangran and couldn't leave, he finally looked at Leng Cangran, and saw that Leng Cangran's face showed a lot of sympathy that he had seen a lot in the past two days, he wiped his wet face, and said in a choked voice:

"Leng Catch quickly, I'm fine, I can hold on, I just want to see Fu Yao as soon as possible...... No, maybe it's not Fu Yao, maybe not, I can't say it's Fu Yao, I hope I won't see Fu Yao...... Won't ......"

The more Jiang Fulin talked, the more chaotic he became, and his sad and hurried look with a little hope seemed so helpless.

Leng Cangran looked at Jiang Fulin, and the corners of his eyes were wet.

The two of them didn't know how long they stood outside the door of the room, until the voice of the old man came from inside the threshold:

"Come in and take a look, yes or no."

As he spoke, the old man led Jiang Fulin to the room.