readx;? Loneliness is like a seed flying in the wind. The pen and the fun pavilion www.biquge.info fluttered faintly, and landed in a field, at first it didn't feel anything, but as the time passed, the more dust on its body became, thinking that it was invisible, but in fact it was just buried.

When a rain fell, it quietly took root and sprouted, and gradually, this piece of land, my heart, was invaded by it.

"Well, tell the kitchen to cook. ”

Lin Xuanang really couldn't stand the boring "Concise Taxation" in his hand. These books, which I read repeatedly when I first entered the court as officials, are now becoming more and more boring.

Lin Fengtian secretly stretched out his index finger under the table and pointed in the direction where Yan Changkong and the four people behind him were, meaning to ask "what about them".

Lin Xuanang nodded and said helplessly, "Let's do it." Do it as usual, it doesn't have to be too luxurious. ”

"Yes. ”

After answering the sound, Lin Fengtian left. He understood Lin Xuanang's thoughts-they were from the palace, and the greeting was too good, it seemed that his daily life was so popular, and the greeting was too bad, and it seemed that he didn't pay attention to others.

So the best way is to feast on what you usually eat. First, he was close to his cousins, and secondly, he was telling them that he was indeed so incorruptible.

And Lin Fengtian's departure did not attract the attention of Yan Changkong's five people at all, they were still obsessed with their own business.

Lin Xuanang couldn't help but sigh in his heart that they were well-trained. It is impossible for them not to be aware of Mukden's departure, but they can restrain their curiosity from looking, listening, or asking.

The talents in the palace should not be underestimated.

Lin Xuanang's heart suddenly moved, he couldn't live such a wasted life! He was almost half a hundred years old, but he was still only a governor of the state capital yamen, a fourth-grade official, and the official rank of the young man opposite was not up or down.

And his own son is less than half of this Yan Changkong! He is already twenty-two years old, and he has not achieved anything. thought that he could be elected as the emperor's concubine, but he didn't expect that he was not as good as his younger brother.

After wasting time like this for a long time, Lin Fengtian came back from outside to say that the meal was ready, and asked when it would be served.

Lin Xuanang immediately stood up, and finally had an excuse to interrupt these nerds.

"Hey, Lord Yan, look, we've cooked in this kitchen, let's use it together." Lin Xuan asked expectantly.

Yan Changkong ignored it, still buried in the file.

The four people behind him immediately closed the book and clamped it on their waists, stood in front of Yan Changkong's desk, and pulled out an apologetic smile at Lin Xuanang.

The synchronized expressions of the four people made Lin Xuanang even think that they were quadruplets for a moment.

"Lord Lin is not surprised, we adults are like this, they look like the dossier and forget to sleep and eat, and he basically can't listen to others when they talk to him. A young man standing in the middle with broken bangs said with a smile.

Lin Xuanang was embarrassed in his heart, this, wouldn't he still have to accompany him here? I knew that I wouldn't invite him in!

"Oh, there are such diligent people......" he reluctantly pulled out an approving smile.

Don't look at these young people who have been looking down at books, they have been watching and listening to all directions - Lin Xuanang's absent-minded appearance of reading books has long been noticed by them. Therefore, the young man with broken bangs gave him his hand, "It's troublesome Lord Lin." Why don't we go to dinner with the adults and let the adults of my family watch here?"

When Lin Xuanang heard this, he was overjoyed, but after living so big, he could already hide his emotions well, and he said calmly: "It's okay, ask the kitchen to leave him some food, let's eat first." ”

After that, a few people were polite again, and then left.

Yan Changkong seemed to be unaware of all this, and his eyes had not changed at all.

The case was a very difficult one, because none of the victims had any connection, from the rich who lived in the city's busiest street markets, to poor peasants living in the suburbs outside the city, and even some beggars living on the streets.

This murderer committed the crime, and it seems that he is just killing people for the sake of killing, which makes people have no clue. If it weren't for the fact that he used the same method of killing people every time, it would be difficult for everyone to connect these cases.

In particular, the 30-odd homicide cases dragged on for half a year.

Yan Changkong recorded the time of each murderer on the white paper on the side, and he observed it carefully, at first, the murderer did the crime about once a month, and only killed three people in the first three months, and it was in different areas, so these people did not connect these cases.

After all, it is the yamen of the state capital, and they are busy with all kinds of things every day, and they are not very surprised by the death of two or three people, and they do not attach great importance to it.

But later, the density of murderers increased to half a month, and even a family of five people was directly slaughtered once. This density lasted for two months. Nine people died.

Because the family of five lived in the most densely populated slum in the city, it caused panic at the time.

It was only then that the people of the Yamen officially took this case seriously - that is, a month and a half ago.

In the month and a half, the rate of murder accelerated to once every three days, and the number of killings varied each time. And it's still going on.

This kind of murder case with obvious time pattern but no purpose law is the first time he has seen it.

However, there is one thing that he is very strange, that is, more than half a month ago, this murderer did not commit a crime for more than ten days. Yan Changkong repeatedly asked in his heart, what did the murderer do during this time!

Could it be that he suddenly had a big conscience?

Obviously, it was impossible, because after he had not killed for more than ten days, he had massacred nearly five families along the street for the first time.

Could it be that he has been committing crimes relatively secretively in the past few days, so he has not been discovered?

It can't be, according to the murderer's usual habit, he is very arrogant to kill people and then drag the corpse to a conspicuous place such as the doorway to keep them in a sitting position.

In this way, it is impossible for the body to go unfounded.

Yan Changkong carefully considered the traces of the murderer in the past ten days.

He had a vague feeling that this might be the key point to break through the case.

What are the murderers doing these days?

He has been committing murders, but he has never robbed the victim's finances, nor has he been heard of insulting the victim's body...... Since it is not a robbery, it means that he is not short of money...... Maybe he's a concubine.

Yan Changkong wrote down all his bits and pieces of thoughts on a blank piece of paper, of course, he only recorded some key words, for example, wrote two words - "wealth" and "color", and then crossed them out to indicate that he would not rob wealth or color. This allows him to be as continuous as possible in his train of thought.

The murderer only committed crimes in Pingzhou City, and many of the cases were in the center of the city, indicating that the murderer must have lived in Pingzhou City.

Pingzhou City is a prosperous place, and there are many people who eat and drink without worrying - women who eat and drink without worrying.

Yan Changkong propped his head with one hand, thinking hard about how to connect the blank time of non-crime with these people in Pingzhou.

Could it be that the murderer has gone out of the city?

Yan Changkong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he decided to check the records of going out of the city in those days.

Because before the closure of the city, the Pingzhou City Government had ordered the registration of all people entering and leaving the city in order to investigate the case. Therefore, during the period from the time the murderer stopped committing the crime to the time he began to commit the crime, the people who traveled to and from Pingzhou City were the key targets of suspicion! In this way, the scope was narrowed a lot.

Just do it when you think of it, Yan Changkong raised his head and wanted to tell Lin Xuanang what he had found, "Lin Da ......"

Yan Changkong stared at the lonely bookcase opposite, and the "Concise Taxation" lying on it was still making the sound of the pages of the book opening and closing to stir the air because of the wind. He swallowed back the words that came to his lips - what about people?

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"Master. ”

Fang Hua suddenly appeared in Wu Chuan's house and stood with his head bowed.

Wu Chuan had been sitting there waiting for him, so he didn't feel surprised, and when he answered, he shook off the paper that had been written in front of him and had not yet dried, and blew softly, wanting it to dry quickly.

During this process, Fanghua waited motionlessly and silently.

Wu Chuan looked at the ink that had not dried and frowned, "Things have really not been going well recently. ”

Fang Hua listened, but didn't dare to answer.

"Nothing is satisfying. As he spoke, Wu Chuan's jade hand floated with a faint yellow light, and the paper on the rice paper dried up in an instant.

Fang Hua didn't look up the whole time, just stared at the ground intently.

Wu Chuan glanced at him, "Come here." ”

Fang Hua obediently walked over.

"Have you done it?"

As soon as Wu Chuan's words came out, Fang Hua's expression finally changed a little, and he flushed slightly.

"No, no. Fang Hua tried to calm himself down.

"Are you a Yanren?" Wu Chuan suddenly remembered that he never seemed to have asked Fang Hua's gender, to be precise, his subordinates seemed to be other than the names he remembered and understood......

“...... I am. Fang Hua's mouth was a little dry. He didn't know what Wu Chuan asked him to do this, but he understood Wu Chuan's most basic requirements for his subordinates - ask you and you say, don't mention why!

"Hmm. Wu Chuan nodded, and then got down to business: "You help me find a family." ”

Fang Hua waited respectfully.

"One is one and one is a child. That's their basic information. With that, Wu Chuan handed the rice paper that made him feel extremely uncooperative to Fang Hua.

As a result, I swept the paper and folded it on my chest.

"Don't do anything after you find them. They will be brought back by the people in the palace, and you just follow them. When I enter Beijing, you are responsible for telling me where they are. ”

"Yes. Fang Hua nodded, waiting for Wu Chuan to say that he would step back or give him a gesture to leave.

Wu Chuan didn't say a word, and rubbed his sore shoulders slightly, as if Fang Hua was not here. It stands to reason that after the business was over, he should have let Fang Hua go.

This made Fang Hua can't help but think of the strange question that Wu Chuan asked him when he first came, the master wouldn't think about it......

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