The shopkeeper of the grain store looked aggrieved and unaware, "I really don't know, my lord, you believe me, it's really the sister of the owner who is too chaotic in the relationship between men and women, and often brings men back, the owner is not at home, and the lady of the owner can't control her, so we don't dare to care about her." ”

In ancient times, especially business people were very particular about feng shui, luck, and taboo women, and actually let a woman mess around in the backyard, if it weren't for the fact that there was a lot of grain in front of him, Yeats almost thought it was a secret kiln.

This is very unreasonable. Unreasonable, but also existing. There must be a reason for existence.

Yeats asked, "What about your host?" ”

"I've gone south to collect grain."

"How often do you collect it, how long does it take to collect it, and how long do you stay in the shop when you come back?"

Yeats asked three times.

"Go back to my lord, once every two months, it takes more than forty days to go back and forth every time, and it will only take about ten days and a half to come back in the shop, this time I just happened to meet our host to go to the south, and he just walked for less than ten days."

"In other words, it will take another month for your host to come back."

"Back to my lord, it stands to reason that this is the case."

Yeats asked a lot, but the shopkeeper of the grain store replied in a clear manner, and he did not look flustered at all.

Seeing his reaction quietly, Yeats spoke again and asked leisurely, "A grain store like yours should have been in business for many years!" ”

Regarding this question, the shopkeeper of the grain store paused obviously, and then replied, "Back to my lord, it didn't take long, only five or six years." ”

Yeats deliberately glanced around the shop, "Five or six years is not short, and your owner does not have a fixed supplier, and you still need to do it yourself every time?" ”

"This ...... Small business, the owner is afraid that the good and bad of those grain dealers will affect Xiao Ji's reputation, so he has been doing it himself. ”

Yeats seemed to believe what he said, nodded slightly, "Bring the account books." ”

The shopkeeper of the grain store stood still.

"Dali Temple handles the case, but the shopkeeper doesn't understand?"

"This ...... It has nothing to do with the case, right? ”

"You said it's okay, it's okay, it's okay?"

"No...... No, that's not what the small ones mean......"

Yeats's face turned cold, and he said in a majestic voice, "Dali Temple handles the case, it's not your turn to doubt, if you don't take it, then take it to Dali Temple." ”

The shopkeeper of the grain store was so frightened that he had to go to the counter to take out the account book, and handed it to Yeats with a trembling rope, "Big ...... Adult ......"

Yeats took the account book and opened it, the contents were the same as what she saw the day before yesterday, she raised her eyes to look at the grain store shopkeeper, the time period between buying and selling, the handwriting and ink color concentration almost did not change, and it was a fake account book at first glance.

Is this fake account book related to Feng Xiao's? Are the grain store shopkeepers in the same group as Feng Xiao's? Or is there something wrong with the shop itself?

Yeats looked at the grain shop quietly again and got up, "If there is a suspicious person coming, report it to Dali Temple immediately." ”

"Yes, yes, that's for sure......"

The shopkeeper of the grain store stood at the door of the shop and sent the person away respectfully, until the person was gone, turned around and changed his shrewd and sophisticated eyes, "You guard the door." ”

"Yes, shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper of the grain store looked at it, and the guys in the shop did their own thing, so he hurried up to the attic.

In the attic, there was a man in black wearing a silver mask, and he cautiously stepped forward to salute, "Master, the person is gone." ”

"What did the person surnamed Ye ask?"

"I went back to my master, asked the owner, and looked at the account books."

The man in the black mask asked again, "Do you think he found something?" ”

The shopkeeper of the grain store thought for a while before saying, "Xiao Jue's surname Ye is very shrewd, and he probably sees some problems with the account books." ”

The black-clothed mask snorted gloomily and coldly: "Really? ”

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he quickly knelt down, "Back to the master, the little one just thinks it...... Don't worry, this account book is exactly the same as what you saw on the day Momozhi Niang died, so it's definitely fine. ”

"If there is a problem, I will sacrifice your life."

The shopkeeper was so frightened that his face turned bloodless.

On the way, Teng Chong asked, "Little Brother Ye, do you see what's wrong with the account books?" ”

"This shop is a grain store, not a grain store."

"......" Teng Chong, Zhang Jin and the others couldn't understand, and they all looked at Yeats and waited for her to explain.

Yeats walked all the time and did not respond to them.

Teng Chong was anxious and attached to her side, "Little Brother Ye, what do you mean!" ”

Yeats shook his head, "It's hard to say. ”

"Why can't you say?" There were things that I didn't understand before, and Brother Ye told them everything, why didn't he want to talk about this case?

Several people stared at Yeats.

She scratched her scalp, she had no choice but to beckon, and several people quickly gathered around Yeats, and she whispered, and several people were shocked when they heard it.

Teng Chong muttered, "Lu Sicheng is my cousin-in-law, and he specially put me in the general case department of the Beijing Ministry, just so as not to involve this, and now I ...... it."

Yeats also sighed, she didn't want to get involved in the court and officialdom, she just wanted to handle the cases of the common people and seek justice for the deceased.

"So what now?" Teng Chong came back to his senses and asked, "Why don't you move the case to the Serious Crime Department of the Beijing Ministry?" ”

Yeats replied, "Lord Shaoqing disagrees. ”

Teng Chong was a little overwhelmed, and a little faintly excited, "The northern merchant who killed Feng Xiao's is also dead, and we are now going to find the murderer who killed the northern merchant?" ”

"I don't need to look for it, I'm dead."

Teng Chong and the others didn't know that the man in black had been intercepted by Zhao Qi'an's people, and he couldn't escape and commit suicide.

"Then we ...... now" In the past, when the case was solved, as long as the murderer was caught, the case could be closed, but now the case will die wherever it is found.

Zhang Jin asked suspiciously: "If the investigation continues, and people keep dying, won't it be an endless unsolved case?" ”

Yeats turned to look at the grain store in the distance, "If you root out the murder, there may be no more dead." ”

"What is a root?"

It's weird, what Junior Brother Ye said is strange.

Yeats didn't reply to Teng Chong, he turned his head and asked Qin Dachuan, "Uncle Qin, where can I find that informant?" ”

"Near the Red Courtyard."

Yeats's eyebrows moved, "It's a slum." ”

Qin Dachuan nodded, "These people have nothing, either they have a lot of strength, or they are a little smart, anyway, they can make a living and not starve to death." ”

Teng Chong asked, "Little Brother Ye, ...... you are looking for an informant?"

"Another Northern Merchant."

Without further ado, Yeats and the others quickly went to the informant and inquired about the three pulls before they found where the young man lived, but by then, the man had already been killed in a rented Chase shop.

The homeless people who lived with him were shocked, "Obviously, just a moment ago, I talked to him, and he said that he would go to the dock to see if there was any work to carry bags and earn a few dinner money." ”

Several people looked at each other, Teng Chong couldn't help but want to slap himself, he shouldn't have said that he would check one to death, now it's okay, he knows that the informant of the northern merchant is dead.

"Where is the other northern merchant, now we don't know."