Mr. Baizhu naturally received the invitation a long time ago. However, he was also very busy today, in the morning he was prescribing fetal pills to the woman who had been fortunate by the flower thief, and immediately received the job of purifying the well water.

Alas. Leave the matter of purifying the well water to Qiqi. Mr. Baizhu took Changsheng to the General Affairs Division.

"The victim was about 223 years old, a native of Liyue, and fell into the water about a week ago. Judging from the appearance, it does match the characteristics of suicide, but there are also drug residues such as sleeping in the body, and the possibility of throwing himself into a well after taking the drug cannot be ruled out. After Mr. Baizhu finished his conclusion, he hurried away, and he couldn't see this in his pursuit of eternal life.

Suicide or homicide is possible, so the top priority now is to determine the identity and social relationship of the deceased.

An Ping and Keqing visited the nearby households of the well in Scarlet Cloud Slope, but no one heard of any of the nearby households that had recently gone missing.

Qiqi, who was pouring water purification herbs and lime into the well water, was very happy to see Anping, she didn't know what was going on, she was just acting according to the edict she had given herself.

That is, when he saw Anping Qiqi, he would suspend the order of the imperial decree. The well at the eucalyptus site came and went during these days, and Qiqi threw a bunch of things, but there was also no gain.

However, it can be seen that affected by this incident, the business of the Scarlet Cloud Slope Teahouse Hotel has plummeted. Although Xinyue Xuan and Liuli Pavilion have repeatedly assured that the water used in their restaurants is taken from the household water of the Jueyunjian Immortals, it is difficult to stop the decline in customer flow.

The effects of this incident are estimated to take several months to completely resolve.

"Keqing, you go back to the General Affairs Department first, and you can find out as soon as there will be a family member to identify the body, and I'll see if I can find a more professional person to help us refer to this case." This kind of thing, Anping quickly thought of Mona.

If she were to do the divination, such a trivial matter would be revealed in a day.

"Well, then I'll go to the General Affairs Department first, and if you find someone, bring it to me." Anping can find a reliable helper, and Keqing will naturally not refuse.

However, Anping's abacus fell short. Mona went to Sumeru to buy equipment. It doesn't matter, this kind of thing can be easily done by looking at Zhongli, the all-knowing and all-powerful god of Liyue... However, I heard Hu Tao say that Zhongli asked for leave and went to the clouds... I don't know what he's going to do, but Anping hopes he doesn't go to sue himself.

Well, it's better to ask for others than for yourself. Anping returned to the General Affairs Division alone. One after another, there were elderly people who had recently disappeared like a woman of the same age in the family came to identify the body, but fortunately, they came one by one with a sad face, and after seeing the faded clothes on the woman's body, they confirmed that they were not their own daughters, and left with confidence.

"Speaking of which, the victim was wearing high-quality clothes, and he should be the children of a large family... But he had been missing for a week, and when I looked through the records of the General Affairs Department, I couldn't see any rich people reporting their disappearances. Keqing found another blind spot.

"Unless... The family didn't know that their children were missing, so they thought they were traveling or working? An Ping added the suspicions found by Keqing.

"Expand the scope of family members who identify bodies to include children who left their homes seven days ago and have not returned!" Keqing immediately arranged it.

Soon, more concerned family members came to identify the body. It wasn't until near evening that a bald old man named De'an Gong knelt beside the corpse and cried so loudly that he almost fainted, and everyone in the General Affairs Department couldn't help him.

Watching this white-haired man send a black-haired man, everyone felt uncomfortable in their hearts. The old man named De'an Gong had cried enough, ignoring the filth of the corpse.

I tried hard to pick up the corpse, but I couldn't cry and read: "Hua Chu... Daddy takes you home... No more against you... Dad will take you home..."It's a pity that De'an Gong is old and frail, and he can't hold his daughter anymore.

An Ping was also concerned, and his eyes seemed to be sand. He originally wanted to see if Ke Qing had wiped his tears and asked her to borrow a handkerchief, but found that Ke Qing, who was still moved just now, suddenly frowned and turned into a contemplative look.

Could it be that Keqing found something suspicious? But this De'an Gong looks like he is showing his true feelings, not like he came from a performance... What's wrong with what Gong Fei De'an just said?

An Ping immediately put away his feelings and observed De'an Gong. The rest of the staff of the General Affairs Department were still affected by the emotions of Duke De'an, and their faces were full of sentimentality.

But sentimentality is sentimentality, and rules are still rules. Take away the corpse without saying anything clearly, this eucalyptus can't bear it.

"People can't be resurrected after death, De'an Gong, you mourn and change, tell us what happened first..." someone went up and patted De'an Gong on the shoulder and persuaded the old man with a desolate back.

"My daughter is dead! It's dead! What do you want me to say! What else do you want me to say! De'an Gong even cried loudly.

"You just tell us what the hell is going on, after all, your daughter is dead, if there is a murderer, we can also arrest and return your daughter to justice, isn't it..."

"Murderer! The murderer is me! Kill me! Kill me! What's the point of leaving me alone to live... You guys kill me..."Seeing De'an Gong lying on the corpse and wailing bitterly, everyone looked at each other for a while, helpless.

Although De'an Gong said that the murderer was him, this was obviously an angry word that was uttered emotionally for a while, and nine times out of ten he just quarreled with his daughter.

It's just that I didn't expect my daughter to commit suicide by throwing herself into a well in a fit of anger... That's what most of the people in the room thought.

"So... Old man, what the hell is it that you say the murderer is you? Anping sensed that something was wrong.

An old man who loves his daughter so much should not ignore his daughter without seeing his daughter for a week after a quarrel.

It's a pity that De'an Gong didn't answer him, and still just lay on the corpse and whimpered. An Ping waited quietly for him to calm down.

"Anyway, whatever... Although the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, this paper can't contain the fire after all... Life has been smooth sailing, but I didn't expect to encounter so many changes in my old age, and end up with a lonely and miserable end..."Duke De'an finally came out of his grief a little and told the story of his daughter falling in love with a poor boy.

The ladies in the story are like those heroines in the storyteller's book, who are raised in the boudoir and no one knows, and falls in love with the knowledgeable poor gentleman who teaches her.

A week ago, Duke De'an kicked the poor teacher out of the house and had a big fight with Hua Chu, only to wake up the next day and Hua Chu was gone.

De'an Gong thought that Hua Chu had eloped with the poor boy, and he was so angry that he didn't get down in bed for three days, and he was naturally embarrassed to make a noise about this kind of thing, and he never thought that his daughter would be so desperate that she jumped into a well to commit suicide.

The old man thought about it afterwards, as long as his daughter was happy, and when she came back, he also pinched his nose and admitted this family business.

But who would have thought that he didn't wait for his daughter to come back, but waited for this corpse... After listening to De'an Gong's story, everyone sighed again.

Fair and reasonable... Fair and reasonable... From De'an Gong's words, An Ping really couldn't find any suspicions, but why did Keqing's brows get deeper and deeper, and what did she find.