"Why did he kill you?" Peng Chi asked.

Looking at the person who was knocked unconscious by the housekeeper's wife on the ground, Qian Qian began to be scared again: "I don't know, what secret letter did he say......"

Secret letter!

Han Yi, who had a keen sense of hearing, heard the key words, ran into the house, and asked more anxiously than Peng Chi.

"Do you have a message of a secret letter?"

"I don't know, I just heard my mother mention it, what kind of murder it is." Qian Qian said.

Han Yi put his hand under the neck of the man in black, there was a pulse!

"He's not dead." Han Yi said.

"Let's go to the interrogation room, let's go find Mrs. Qian." After Peng Chi finished commanding the subordinates of the Qian Mansion, he said to Han Yi again.

Mrs. Qian's room is next door to Qian Qian, and I heard that Mrs. Qian loves her daughter and wants to see her daughter for the first time every day.

Han Yi was envious, if her family was so good to her, she would definitely be happy to go to the sky!

But when she rushed to the next door, she was not envious.

Mrs. Qian committed suicide by hanging from the beam, and the chair fell to the side in a mess.

The corpse was cold, indicating that the time was not short, at least three hours.

Han Yi wanted to get into the case, but she found out that this was not the case, it was really suicide!

touched Mrs. Qian's body, and sure enough, he found a letter on his sleeve, with the title: Qian Qian, his beloved daughter.

Han Yi was envious again.

The two walked a few steps non-stop, and told Qian Qian the bad news, as well as the letter.

Qian Qian hugged the letter and cried.

"She's always been weird lately, as if she's worried about something, I should have guessed."

Han Yi suggested: "You read the letter first." ”

After Qian Qian opened the letter, he cried even more.

Peng Chi snatched the letter and opened it, but there were only a few words:

The creator of the secret letter is dead, and now there are almost all those who know it, and I know that time is short, but I hope you protect yourself.

The strange thing about this letter is that the words are written in gold ink.

"It is worthy of the money house, and the ink used is better than ordinary people." Han Yi whispered.

Peng Chi poked Han Yi's hand and motioned for her to say less.

Han Yi suddenly felt that Peng Chi was not straight, but just straight to her......

What's the deal with the inexplicable vinegar smell?

"What does this insider mean?" Peng Chi asked.

"I don't know." Han Yi replied very bluntly.

"Zhang Shangshu, Ministry of Rites Shangshu, Mrs. Qian, General Han ......"

Peng Chi listed these names one by one, and found that these recently assassinated were all old officials, at least when the first emperor was there, they were already in high positions.

If the officials back then were all insiders who are still alive now......

Peng Chi didn't know what to think, so he dragged Han Yi and ran.

rode in a carriage all the way to the house of Taiwei Wu, who had lived in seclusion in the suburbs.

After knocking on the door for a long time and no one answered, Peng Chi felt something strange and simply kicked the door open.

The room was empty, and the books on the table were thick with dust, telling the fact that no one had lived in it for a long time.

"What did you bring me here for?" Han Yi's face was full of displeasure.

"This should be the last person to know." Peng Chi was also quite disappointed.

"He probably knew what was going to happen now, so he went to make a living." Han Yi comforted him.

Although this house is built outside the city, you will find that it is quite exquisite when you enter the inside.

The bookshelves were full of books of all kinds, and after a visit, Han Yi found that this person also likes to collect.

Vases, bamboo slips, .......

Han Yi casually picked up a small vase, found that there seemed to be something inside, and poured it out to see that it was a piece of paper.