Chapter 59: Exploring Zhang's Mansion at Night (1)

Xu Shu raised his eyes, just in time to meet Ziyan's hostile eyes.

"Xiaocui, go and serve tea to the second lady."

Xu Xiaocui Shu obediently stepped forward, holding a cup of tea, and walked staggeringly, looking like a drunk person.

But she held a hot tea in her hand and stumbled towards Ziyan.

Suddenly, her feet slipped, and all the tea she was holding poured onto Ziyan's body.

"Ahh

Ziyan subconsciously waved away the teacup in her hand with her hand, but it was still burned.

Xu Shu turned around and stood steadily, no longer swaying just now.

The little maid behind Ziyan came out and pointed at Xu Shu's nose and scolded, "Why can't you even serve a cup of tea, what are you eating, if the second lady has three long and two short, you just wait to die." ”

After saying that, she escorted her master and left, and she didn't even say goodbye.

"Do you see clearly?" Mrs. Yang looked at the direction where Ziyan was leaving, and said coldly.

Xu Shu naturally saw clearly, she subconsciously pushed away the teacup with her left hand, and she was wearing a hairpin on her head that was exactly the same as the murder weapon.

The hairpins may have been a pair, even if one of them became a murder weapon, she was reluctant to throw the other away, it might be very valuable.

"Madame, be careful these days, she may come to me for trouble, and if she can't find me, she will bully you."

Mrs. Yang sneered again and again to show her disdain.

Also, since her sons were killed by her, there is no point in maintaining a superficial peace.

Xu Shu performed light skills and returned to Yang Jun's courtyard.

No one found out.

Qiqi's face was pale, lying on the bed, and when he saw Xu Shulai, he couldn't help but tremble.

Woo woo... Uncle Seven is terrible, and Sister Xu is terrible...

Xu Shu couldn't help but smile: "What's the matter, did you see Yang Gongzi's corpse?" ”

Speaking of this topic, Qiqi felt another churning in his stomach.

She may not forget that image for days.

Thinking that Sister Xu might cut open that person's stomach and then go to fish for his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, she couldn't help but want to vomit.

Qiqi hurriedly led the topic back, "Sister Xu, have you found the murderer?" ”

Xu Shu said with a bad taste: "Of course I found it, I pulled out other people's intestines, can I still find it?" ”

Seventy-seven: "..."

Don't say it, please don't say it.

......

Ziyan is the murderer, and it can basically be determined.

But she is not sure whether the other party is Zhang Yiwan's person.

She decided to visit Zhang's mansion tonight, such as squatting on the roof of someone's house and eavesdropping on someone's confidential conversation or something.

How exciting.

"Zhang's Mansion has three hundred soldiers."

Qi Muran stood outside the door, only showing a side face to Xu Shu.

The haughty are like the gods of heaven who disdain to speak to mortals.

Xu Mortal Shu didn't bother to talk to him.

Who made him look down on the profession of forensics.

Xu Shu has an inexplicable liking and admiration for forensic medicine, so Qi Muran's dismissive attitude made her very unhappy.

But it's still necessary to peek at the side of your face.

After all... That face is simply charming in the moonlight.

How can anyone be so good-looking?

The nose is so straight, the jaw and neck are so perfect, the skin is so white, and those eyes, just a little look at you can suck your soul away.

Tsk tsk...

Xu Shu searched his intestines and scraped his stomach for a long time, but he couldn't think of any spell to purify his heart and few desires.

I can only read it twice, prosperity, democracy, civilization, and harmony...

Qi Muran waited for a long time and didn't wait for Xu Shu's answer.

only waited for Xu Shu to step out of the door.

He grabbed her arm, "Where are you going?" ”

Xu Shu didn't look at him and said, "Zhangfu." ”

"Didn't you hear what this king said?!"

Qiqi: What's the situation, she thinks she'll have to stay in bed for another two or three days.