Qiao Xiya looked at the file in front of her, then at Bai Tao, with Ding Yunliang's words in her ears, she let out a long sigh and said to Mo Haoning: "Lord Wang, look, should we first investigate the resurrection of Yun Zhishui or the missing case first?"

"Although it is strange that Yun Zhishui came back to life, there is only one confession without evidence and the clues provided by Bai Tao, and if you want to check, there is no way to find out." Mo Haoning frowned, "It's better to investigate the disappearance case first."

"It's fine." Qiao Xiya nodded, "Lord Ding, can we meet the informant?"

"The man shouldn't have left yet. Let's go see each other."

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"What you said is true?" In the lobby, the master was sitting in the hall, interrogating the informant.

"The small sentences are true, and I will never dare to deceive the adults!" The informant kowtowed repeatedly.

"Your Excellency." Seeing Ding Yunliang leading everyone to the lobby, the master hurriedly got up.

"You're the informant?" Qiao Xiya walked straight up to the informant and asked.

"Yes, the smaller one is the informant." The informant nodded.

"This is Dali Temple, Lord Qiao!" Ding Yunliang said on the side.

Before the words fell, the informant hurriedly lowered his head and kowtowed repeatedly: "The little one has eyes and doesn't know Taishan, please atone for your sins."

"Get up and talk back." Qiao Xiya sat on the chair that Chunling had moved, "This official asked you, what is your surname, and where is your name?"

The informant stood above the lobby with his hands down, and said cautiously: "The little one's name is Zhang Xin, who lives in Liuxi Village at the foot of Cixi Mountain outside Jin'an City, and is a hunter."

"Hmm." Qiao Xiya nodded, "What is your relationship with the missing person?"

"The missing is the shopkeeper of Xiangrong pawnshop in the south of Jin'an City, his name is Fu Xiangrong, a few years ago, the old mother of the small family was seriously ill and had no money for treatment, the small one hunted a few foxes, skinned them and sold them along the street, and happened to meet the shopkeeper Fu, he heard about the small family and bought all the skins at a high price, and the old mother of the family invited Lang Zhong and cured the disease. Later, every year in order to thank him for his kindness back then, the little one would send him a few skins, but today the little one went to the pawnshop to send skins, and the pawnshop guys actually said that there had never been a Fu shopkeeper, and they didn't know who Fu Xiangrong was."

"Is it possible that the pawnshop has changed shopkeepers?" Qiao Xiya had a little appreciation for Zhang Xin of Zhi'en Tubao, and the tone of the question was a little more relaxed.

"What the adults said was that the little one thought that he had changed the shopkeeper, but just as the little one was about to leave, Mrs. Fu's voice came from behind him." Speaking of this, Zhang Xin couldn't help but shudder.

"Mrs. Fu? Fu Xiangrong's wife?"

"Exactly." Zhang Xin nodded, "As soon as the little one saw that it was Mrs. Fu, she thought that it must be the guys who were slacking off, and they didn't want to talk to their shopkeeper for the little one, so they stepped forward to talk to Mrs. Fu, but I didn't want to, Mrs. Fu told the little one that she didn't know anything about Fu Xiangrong at all, and the little one asked her where Lang Jun went, but she cursed the little one very angrily, saying that the little one was dirty and had a bad heart, and he dared to humiliate her so much in broad daylight as a girl who had not left the cabinet."

Zhang Xin paused and continued, "I was worried that the woman was conspiring with others to kill her husband, so I came to report the case."

"When was the last time you saw Fu Xiangrong?"

"It was about three or four months ago," Zhang Xin said after thinking for a while, "We met by chance at the teahouse, and he told the little one that he had just received a calligraphy and painting, which was very beautiful, and that he would definitely let the little one go to the pawnshop to open his eyes if he had the chance." The little one said that when the weather was cold, he would shoot the fox, so he would peel it off and send it to him, and then he would go to see the painting."

"What you say is true?" Qiao Xiya frowned.

"Adults, the little ones don't dare to deceive the adults!" Zhang Xin hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Do you dare to go to the teahouse and confront the teahouse owner and his buddies?"

"Your Excellency, please!" Zhang Xin didn't say a word, and responded to Qiao Xiya's request.

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Under the guidance of Zhang Xin, the group came to the Cuizhu Pavilion Teahouse in the south of Jin'an City.

Qiao Xiya and the others found a table in the corner and sat down, and a servant on the side had already summoned the owner of the teahouse and some of the guys.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Zhao Ye, the owner of the teahouse

Xiang to." The official pushed Zhao Yexiang towards the table and arched his hand.

"What do you drink?" Such a group of people suddenly came to the small teahouse, and the boss Zhao Yexiang was sincerely afraid.

"Do you know this person?" Ding Yunliang pushed Zhang Xin in front of Zhao Yexiang.

"Back to my lord." Zhao Yexiang glanced at Zhang Xin and arched his hand, "Little acquaintance, this is Zhang Orion, who often sells leather goods in the city. The little one had bought a few rabbit skins from him."

"Boss Zhao, please recall, this person drank tea here three or four months ago?" Qiao Xiya asked.

"This ......" Zhao Yexiang pondered for a moment and sneered, "You are embarrassed, you see that this teahouse is full of people every day, who has been here every day, how can the small one remember clearly." Not to mention that it was ...... three or four months ago."

"Then do you know Fu Xiangrong?" Qiao Xiya looked at Zhao Yexiang with a smile.

"Fu Xiangrong......" Zhao Yexiang seemed to remember something, but he felt that there were some things in his memory that he couldn't remember clearly.

"You're talking about the shopkeeper of Xiangrong Pawnshop, right?" A young man behind Zhao Yexiang said softly.

"Yes!" Zhao Yexiang suddenly slapped his forehead and shouted, "Yes, yes, yes! That's him! The shopkeeper of Xiangrong Pawnshop!" Just when the young man's voice fell, many memories suddenly poured out in Zhao Yexiang's mind, all of which were about Fu Xiangrong, and Zhao Yexiang felt a little dizzy for a while.

"Did you suddenly remember it after being reminded just now?" Mo Haoning grabbed Zhao Yexiang's arm and asked sharply.

"Yes......" Zhao Yexiang was frightened by Mo Haoning's reaction.

"Exactly the same, exactly the same!" Mo Haoning looked at Qiao Xiya, "Xiya, it's exactly the same!"

Qiao Xiya's heart was cold, she raised her head and looked at Zhao Yexiang: "Where do you live?"

"I...... I ......" Zhao Yexiang, who was dizzy and swollen, didn't react to what Qiao Xiya was saying for a while.

"Mistress Joe is asking where you live." Ding Yunliang on the side darkened his face and asked repeatedly.

"Ah...... It's ......" Zhao Yexiang, who came back to his senses, hurriedly replied, "The little one lives behind the teahouse."

"How far is it from the pawnshop?"

"Sanzhang."

"What about you?" Qiao Xiya looked at the young guy who answered just now and asked.

"Go back to the adults, and the little ones will go home and stay at night."

"How far is it from the pawnshop?"

"About ten zhang."

Qiao Xiya frowned: "Go to the pawnshop!"

When the words landed, Ding Yunliang hurriedly beckoned everyone to rush towards Xiangrong Pawnshop.

The quick-legged servants rushed to the pawnshop first and surrounded it.

Qiao Xiya stood at the door of the pawnshop, turned around thoughtfully and glanced at the teahouse not far away, and then stepped into the pawnshop.

"Yo, isn't this Lord Ding? Have you come here today?" The pawnshop's head counter man greeted him.

"Old Geng, this official is here to find your shopkeeper today." Ding Yunliang said coldly.

"Well, sit down for a while, and the little one will go and ask our shopkeeper." Lao Geng bowed down and led Ding Yunliangxu to the Taishi chair on the side, arched his hand, and walked towards the backyard of the pawnshop.

About a cup of tea, a sound of footsteps got closer and closer, and with the sound of footsteps, a bright voice accompanied by the sound of jade pendant came to everyone's ears: "Distinguished guests welcome the door, the little girl is late, forgive your sins!"