Now the most important thing is the friend who cleaned the house, Zhang Jin said that he had already asked people to call, and when Yeats and others came out of the cellar, the friend came with his mother-in-law.

"My lord has wronged...... "My friend came up and defended himself loudly, "my mother-in-law and I only clean the yard of the house, and we have never lifted the lid of the cellar, let alone hide the dead!" ”

The woman also knelt on the ground in fright to help her man, saying that they were ordinary people, and they had never done anything harmful except killing chickens and fish.

The two husbands and wives looked like ordinary people, Yeats glanced at the crowd watching outside the door, the husband and wife helped to clean the house, if something happened, they were the first suspects, even if they hid people in the cellar, they should have dealt with the body before the main family returned!

Is it that I don't know that the main family didn't have time to come back, or is this corpse not related to them at all?

What if it's one of the Duan family? Before leaving, he killed someone and hid him in the cellar in a hurry, and when he had the opportunity to come back and deal with it, but he never had a chance, would there be such a possibility?

Until the real culprit is found, anything is possible.

Yeats attached to Teng Chong's ear, "Investigate all the social relations of the Duan family and friends, and the people who are not in contact with them are not nearby, and see if anyone knows that the Duan family will not come back for the time being." ”

Teng Chong nodded, "Got it." ”

She thought for a moment and said, "The nearby residents are also being investigated one by one. ”

"Okay."

Yeats called Zhang Jin over again, "Zhang arrest quickly, investigate all the missing persons in Beijing in the past five years." ”

Whether it is an investigation or a survey, the workload is quite large, and Teng Chong and Zhang Jin are busy.

The body was taken away by Yan Yanzuo and put in Yizhuang, and Yeats returned to Dali Temple to register and sort out today's case.

Halfway down the road, he was stopped.

A well-dressed steward was very polite, "Lord Ye, my master wants to see you, make an appointment in front of the teahouse." ”

looked polite, but did not give Yeats a chance to refuse.

Lord Yan saw the carriage behind him, attached it to Yeats, and whispered, "Pei Concubine." ”

The guy Ye Dahe saved, Pei someone's father?

I didn't have a chance to see him before, but where did the sun come out today, and Pei Juma actually came to see her in person?

After thinking about it for a while, Yeats understood, I was afraid that he was here for Pei Wenchao's case, and I heard that Master Ma took good care of his nephews and juniors in Beijing.

She snorted almost invisibly, and with a decent smile she went to the teahouse with the steward.

Before meeting Yeats, Pei Juma learned about the general situation of the life-saving benefactor Ye Dahe's family, if it weren't for his own son stabbing Yeats's identity as a man in front of the saint, as far as he knew, no one around knew that Yeats was a woman.

He raised his daughter as a son, so what about the future marriage? Let Yeats marry his mother-in-law?

Yeats came up from the top of the stairs and slowly entered the line of sight of the attached horse.

Dressed in Dali Temple soap-colored clothes, with a head band of the same color, simple and neat, a white little face is not powdered, and the plain face is also as beautiful as a water hibiscus.

But the horse master who has read countless people in the capital knows that beauty is not everything. Without the confidence of the family, beauty is just beauty, and it may even bring disaster.

Yeats, who disguised herself as a man, was like a man, and she entered Dali Temple for more than half a year, and solved several murders with her ability and talent, and the saints remembered her name.

No wonder her son dared to disobey the emperor for her sake.

The horse sat at the window table, his demeanor was dignified, his face was handsome, and his temperament was dashing, and when he looked at Yeats, he was as modest as a gentleman.

She arched her hand forward: "Yeats has seen the concubine, please say hello to the concubine—"

Pei Juma smiled lightly, "You are Yeats?" ”

"Yes, Master Pony!"

A tall and handsome middle-aged man.

A clean teenager, calm and calm.

The two are opposite.

Elders and juniors.

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