At the beginning of the year, the Tianxiaju restaurant across the street from Yihongge.

In fact, Ling Lan had been hungry for a long time because she hadn't eaten in the morning.

Through the window, Mo Ziyu's gaze fell on the plaque of Yihong Pavilion, it was still early and the door had not yet opened, so it was not too late to eat and go again.

Of course, he wasn't hungry.

After a while, the guy pushed the door in, and the neat guy introduced while setting up the dishes: "This is assorted shredded chicken, sliced meat stuffed magnolia, hot freshly baked sugar steamed cheese, crystal winter melon dumplings, white fungus lotus seed porridge... Please use it slowly. ”

Ling Lan stared at the tabletop, subconsciously swallowed her saliva, the color and flavor were complete, it looked delicious, the chef here was so powerful.

Mo Ziyu silently watched her bulging cheeks like a squirrel, and couldn't help but chuckle. For some reason, he also had an appetite to try if these dishes were really so sweet.

The feeling of being full is super blissful, especially after not having enough to eat. Ling Lan seriously determined an idea, to make money, she wanted to earn a lot of silver, and realize the freedom of food.

At three o'clock, the shopkeeper who was packing up the tables and chairs in Yihong Pavilion opened the door roughly, and saw that the impatience on Mo Ziyu's face disappeared, and he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Lord Mo, please come in."

"Is Sister Hong up?" Mo Ziyu asked in a low voice, and walked in unhurriedly.

The shopkeeper scratched his head: "Not yet, the little one is going to shout." ”

"Don't worry, if it's convenient, take us to the bamboo forest first!" Ling Lan stepped forward and said in a low voice.

The guy was stunned, and looked at the girl in front of him who was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. However, being able to stand on the side of Master Mo must not be something he can provoke, and after observing the words, he agreed repeatedly: "Convenient, of course convenient, the two of you are here, please." ”

Passing through the hall and exiting through a side door, walking through the corridor several meters long, the eyes suddenly opened up, and a piece of spring green came into view.

At the same time, the guy finally remembered that this girl had also come with Master Mo yesterday evening, but her clothes were dirty at that time, and she didn't look so beautiful.

It's really a man who relies on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, so that he almost didn't recognize it with a good memory.

"You go get busy first, and we'll walk around the neighborhood." Mo Ziyu looked at the emerald bamboo forest thoughtfully.

The guy promised to turn around and leave, which was exactly what he wanted, and he had to inform Sister Hong.

It's April now, and the small bamboo shoots on the ground are popping up lively, and the larger bamboos are becoming emerald green, and the bamboo leaves will become more and more green and transparent after the rain.

Ling Lan stepped into the bamboo forest and took a deep breath, the fresh air was refreshing.

Stepping on the bluestone slab to the depths of the bamboo forest, you will see that there are pavilions and pavilions not far away, and the top is an excellent holy place to enjoy the scenery.

Looking around, Ling Lan accidentally found that Mo Ziyu was squatting down at some point, observing a bamboo shoot that had just emerged...

A quarter of an hour later, Sister Hong appeared in the bamboo forest and talked to Mo Ziyu with a smile, while Ling Lan went back one step ahead of the other party.

Just now she remembered that there was a person who should be working in Yihong Pavilion, and she didn't go to the other party in a hurry to leave yesterday.

In the hall, the guy was wiping down the seat, and when he saw her come back, he immediately put down the rag and walked over.

"I wonder what this girl is called? What else do you command? ”

is worthy of being a guy in Qinglou, and he is quite good at dealing with people.

"Just call me Ling Lan, I don't know where the laundry is here? I want to check it out. Ling Lan went straight to the point.

"Miss Ling, you're talking about the pulp washing room! Here, I'll take you there. The guy responded happily and didn't ask much.

Ling Lan nodded in thanks and followed behind the other party. She remembered that in ancient times, it was indeed called a pulp washing room.

After a while, in the pulp washing room of Yihong Pavilion, there were still some colorful gauze skirts in the bamboo basket that she didn't have time to wash, and soon Ling Lan also found the person she wanted to see.

It was the woman who stared at them downstairs when she went upstairs yesterday.

"I want to talk to her." Ling Lan raised her hand and pointed at it, and her tone was calm.

The guy was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more because he understood the rules, and promised to call someone.

The female worker's name is Sister Qiao, thirty-six years old, and when she saw Ling Lan, she was stunned at first, and then her expression changed, and complex emotions appeared in her eyes.

In the corridor, the guy has already left, and it is estimated that he has gone to inform Sister Hong again.

Ling Lan looked at Sister Qiao for a few breaths, took out Mo Ziyu's money bag from her arms, opened it, and handed over the milky white round stone: "Are you familiar?" ”

Sister Qiao nodded subconsciously, shook her head quickly, and said that she didn't know.

Ling Lan chuckled: "If I'm not mistaken, you are not only familiar, but also have a good relationship with the owner of this stone." Right? ”

Sister Qiao looked at her with surprise in her eyes: "You, you..."

She wanted to ask how you know, but she didn't dare to talk nonsense in time.

The smile on the corner of Ling Lan's mouth gradually disappeared, and her face became serious: "Then do you know that the owner of this stone was killed four days ago, and his body was thrown in the wilderness of the eastern suburbs?" ”

Sister Qiao's body trembled imperceptibly, she hurriedly lowered her head to avoid Ling Lan's fierce gaze, and bit her lower lip without saying a word.

Ling Lan took a step forward, her voice turning from heavy to light: "Now you only have two choices, tell me what you know, and if you can, I will keep it secret and not let others know." Or, you follow me back to the Criminal Department and explain it slowly. ”

Sister Qiao hurriedly shook her head and said hurriedly: "I, I said, don't take me to the Criminal Department, I said it." ”

It turned out that the owner of this stone was called Min'er, and like Sister Qiao, she was here to wash the clothes of the girls in Yihong Pavilion.

In fact, Min'er was sold in, and at first Sister Hong was going to let her learn to be a girl in Yihong Pavilion, but she didn't expect Min'er to be very tough, and in order not to pick up customers, she used porcelain to cut her face, so she was beaten up by the guys... Sister Hong was so angry that she threw her into the pulp washing room to fend for herself.

There was a sound of footsteps from far to near, and Sister Qiao looked at her and hurriedly added: "This girl is good, I have said everything that should be said, and the rest is really unclear, so let me go back to work!" ”

Thinking that it was Mo Ziyu and the others coming over, Ling Lan nodded and didn't embarrass her.

On the second floor, it was still the elegant room from last night, and Sister Hong politely poured tea, and her movements were skillful and elegant.

Ling Lan sat down, took out the money bag in her arms again, and placed the stone on the table.

"Sister Hong, I don't know if you know this stone?" She asked casually, but her clear eyes observed all the emotions of the other party.

Sure enough, Sister Hong's calm and waveless eyes gushed out a trace of undue emotion. She knew that Ling Lan had looked for Sister Qiao, and after weighing the pros and cons, she had to nod, and then she happily admitted that this stone was Min'er's.

Mo Ziyu had a difference in his heart, he didn't know when Ling Lan found the clue, he didn't know.

According to Sister Hong's confession, Min'er was sold here half a year ago by her father, who is addicted to gambling and owes a lot of foreign debts, but Min'er was very uncooperative, and in order to resist, she scratched the left side of her face, so her appearance was ruined, and she finally worked in the pulp washing room...