Ye Qing, who was drinking the decoction, suddenly tightened his expression.

Mr. Zai, who was on the recliner, also got up suddenly.

I saw a soaking wet figure rushing into the medical hall.

The person who came wiped the rain on his face, panted and glanced at the medical hall, and when he saw Ye Qing inside, he ran over quickly, leaving a watermark on the stone slab of the medical hall.

"Let's go, come with me."

Wang Liu, who was full of anxiety, pulled Ye Qing's right hand holding the decoction, turned around and walked out.

Ye Qing made a strong effort to stop Wang Liu in place.

He asked, frowning:

"Brother Wang, tell me what's wrong first?"

Wang Liu tried hard again, and when he saw that Ye Qing didn't move, he could only say helplessly:

"There was just a murder in Zhengyangfang, and all of us in the torture room except for me went out with the prefect, and the magistrate also went."

"I won't investigate the case, now I can only rely on you."

For reasonable reasons, Ye Qing nodded, finished the medicine in one gulp, and said curiously:

"Eh, no, I haven't been to the government these days, and no one else knows about coming back last night, how do you know I'm here, Brother Wang?"

Wang Liudao, who didn't think twice: "I have found the government office, Zhengde, and Qifengfang, and then I remembered that you asked me to come to Zai Weng to get medicine before, so I came here to try my luck." ”

Then, seeing that Ye Qing was still not moving, he anxiously urged:

"Don't stand stupidly, the murder is important, let's hurry up while the murder has just happened."

"It's raining too much, and if it lasts for a long time, I'm worried that the clues that may have been left will be completely washed away."

Hearing this, Ye Qing did not hesitate, ran out quickly, and when he passed by the door, he picked up the umbrella by the door, and the moment he stepped out of the threshold, the yellow oil-paper umbrella gathered above his head.

Mr. Zai looked at the figure that disappeared in the rain curtain after a few breaths, sighed and said:

"Hey, if only it were the old days, selling noodle soup every day, although tired, but not as running around like this, and not worrying about your life."

As the words fell, he walked quickly towards the backyard.

……

In the rain.

Ye Qingxin's dry clothes were quickly wet, and he protected his left arm to avoid the wound from getting wet, when he walked to a deserted alley.

He slowed down, and Wang Liu, who was running in the rain, saw that there was no figure around him, so he turned his head to look at Ye Qing and urged:

"No, what are you stopping for?"

Ye Qing looked at Wang Liudao calmly:

"What's the matter, you can tell me."

Wang Liu was surprised and impatient and said:

"No, what are you talking about? Let's go. ”

Ye Qing, who shook his head, said loudly:

"You just said that you searched multiple places before you came to try your luck at Zai's Chinese Medicine Hall."

"But you didn't get to the door of the infirmary, so you shouted loudly."

Wang Liu, who wiped the rain from his face, looked not anxious, and looked at Ye Qing calmly.

Ye Qing continued:

"Secondly, when Brother Wang sees me on weekdays, no matter what he wants to say, he will always call me Qing Xiaolang or his name."

"How is Brother Wang?"

The person in front of him grinned lightly and said loudly:

"It's a shame that you show such a big horse's feet."

"Since you have seen through it, then I will say it directly."

"That mediocre talent is fine, he slept soundly in the mansion."

"I came to you to tell you that you don't want to follow Zhang Xiuran in the future."

Ye Qing, whose eyes were slightly narrowed, asked, "Who is the master of your family?" ”

The man shook his head, and the vertical rain line that flowed down from his chin broke and blended into the pouring rain before it could hit the ground.

He said with a proud expression: "You are not qualified to know the identity of my master. ”

"If you want to live, just be obedient."

"I will ask you to do things again in the future, if you do it beautifully, you can do things for my master."

It's this kind of thing that treats him as an animal, and he has to be grateful to Dade.

The anger in his heart rose sharply, Ye Qing suppressed his anger, and asked calmly:

"I'm just a lowly person, I got lucky and became an insignificant official."

"In your eyes, doing things for your master, in fact, being a dog, it depends on your master's mood, why am I worth your trouble talking to me about this?"

The final rhetorical question, as well as Ye Qing's calm expression, made this person very unhappy.

He wiped the downstreamed rain from his face again.

"You just need to remember, don't follow Zhang Xiuran."

And when he had finished speaking, the man was about to turn around, and he was just halfway turning, and his feet had not yet moved away.

Ye Qing glanced to the side, and said in a hurried voice: "Wait." ”

The man had just twisted back again.

The body shuddered.

A sharp iron pen pierced his neck.

Like the viscous blood hanging on the tip of a needle pen, under the pouring rain, it becomes crystalline, and then turns into blood and drips quickly.

Blood frothy appeared at the corners of the man's mouth, and he clenched his hands into fists, trying to swing them back.

Ye Qing stepped forward and kicked the opponent's side waist, making him lie on the ground.

The pen, which had not been pulled out, tore open the wound on the man's neck when it landed.

A large expanse of blood and water fainted on the ground, and finally, merged with the rain.

The unwilling eyes seem to want to see through the heavy rain to see who is hurting people behind their backs.

But the raindrops that kept falling made his eyes white.

Ye Qing looked at He Wen, who was pale, quickly stepped forward to help, and used an umbrella to cover He Wen from the rain, and said with concern:

"How?"

"It's okay, it's covered by heavy rain, and you don't need to make a sneak attack."

He Wen smiled and waved his hand, then pointed to the corpse and said, "It's not good for me to bend down, you have to search it yourself." ”

Ye Qing, whose lips moved, didn't say anything.

Everything is in plain sight.

He handed the umbrella to He Wen and searched for it.

First pulled out the iron pen stuck in his neck, and under the heavy rain, the iron pen full of sticky blood was quickly washed.

A bag of broken silver, two tokens, and beyond that, a two-inch-long silver needle pinned to the belt around his waist.

Ye Qing rubbed on this person's face, touched the slightest place under the ear, rubbed his fingers, and revealed.

A human skin mask appeared in his hand, revealing an ordinary face.

Ye Qing took a closer look, was a little impressed, got up with a frown, and went back with He Wen.

The corpses, which were constantly bleeding, were left on the streets without people.

The front hall of Zai's Chinese Medicine Museum.

Mr. Zai watched the two boys walk in wet, and didn't blame, but just said:

"Prepare two more clean clothes, you hurry up and change them."

As he spoke, he got up, closed the door of the medical hall first, and picked up the medicine box on the side to change the medicine for the two.

"Thank you, Mr. Cub."

"Thank you."

After everything is put in order.

Mr. Zai looked at the two people who were drinking a steaming decoction to ward off the cold, and couldn't help but remind:

"That's all that's left of your dry clothes."

"It's getting wet again, but I don't have to change it."

The two of them smiled awkwardly, and they bowed their hands to Mr. Chao Jae as if they were flattering.

"I'll give you something to eat."

Mr. Zai, who pouted and was very displeased, walked towards the kitchen and muttered:

"I must have owed you both in my last life, I gave you healing medicine, food and shelter, and I had to cook for the two of you."

"If you two have a conscience and don't say give me money, after the injury is healed, you have to invite me to drink wine and eat meat, and have a few good meals."

"No problem!" Ye Qing responded sharply.

"Three, no, six, please!" He Wen smiled and stretched out his hand to six.

Satisfied, Mr. Zai left happily.

There were only two people left in the front room.

Ye Qing took out the things he had just searched from the wet clothes he had changed.

Without the rain curtain to cover it, He Wen's sharp bright eyes instantly stared at one of the tokens.