Qing Moyan looked condescendingly at Ru Xiaonan standing on the table, her black and white pupils were like frozen lakes, without any expression.

"It's not more than three things, I don't want to say it again, come here. He commanded.

Ru Xiaonan stubbornly let go of the doll under her feet.

The wooden doll drooped its head, and the face carved by white jade had a stiff expression.

"You brought this doll here?" Qing Moyan asked.

"Chirp!" For no reason, Ru Xiaonan panicked in her heart.

She was a little uncertain in her heart, regretting that she shouldn't have come here alone just now, and now even if she had a mouth, she couldn't explain it clearly, because no one would believe that everything here was the ghost of the wooden doll.

"Shaoqing, the file has been destroyed, and we can't explain it when Lord Zhengqing comes back. The night watchman hurried.

Qing Moyan ignored them and coldly glanced at the scattered files on the ground.

"Did you do it?" he looked at Ru Xiaonan.

Ru Xiaonan shook her head vigorously.

"Since it says it's not, it's not what it did. Qing Moyan stepped forward and picked her up.

"Shaoqing...... This ......" the night watchman looked embarrassed.

Lord Zhengqing's study was made like this, and they were also responsible, but the culprit was taken away by Qing Moyan.

Ru Xiaonan's two front paws rested on Qing Moyan's shoulders and looked at Qing Moyan's face in disbelief.

Did he believe in himself so much? There was such a mess in the study, she was the only living thing, and no one would believe that all this had nothing to do with her.

"Chirp ......" Sure enough, the legendary master-servant relationship still exists.

She took the initiative to rub her head against his chin.

Her move was all seen by Qing Moyan.

The little thing is grateful for his trust, which is good.

Although they had only been together for a short time, he believed that this spiritual civet would never do such a thing for no reason.

After returning to his study, he immediately sent someone to find Mr. Bo Tang, the owner of Dali Temple, and ordered him to inspect the damage to the files in Zhengqing's study.

Mr. Tang came with a yawn, and it was not until dawn that he counted all the files in Zhengqing's study.

"The dossier is all there, there are four copies that are seriously damaged, but the problem is not big, there is a record Mr. Gu, who is the best at imitating other people's handwriting, and then copy one more. Mr. Tang replied.

Qing Moyan's eyes kept staring at the tabletop, where the wooden doll was lying.

"Mr. Tang, I remember that this doll was placed in a temporary warehouse last night. ”

"Yes......" Mr. Tang was stunned, because he was looking for the missing Jifu, so the doll was stored in the warehouse as evidence, and he sent it with Xuanyu at that time.

"How did it get to Lord Zhengqing's study? Qingmo frowned.

Mr. Tang obviously had no way to answer this question, "The warehouse has already checked, and no one entered without permission last night, and the keys are all there...... However, according to the night watchman, the civet they saw the adults appear in the study......"

Qing Moyan sneered: "Do you think it stole the doll?"

How capable is a civet dog of stealing from the treasury of Dali Temple?

Mr. Tang was speechless.

Indeed, the treasury of Dali Temple is by no means ordinary, and if you don't have a key, you can't get into it at all.

"The staff on duty in the warehouse last night were also there, and no one found anything abnormal. Mr. Tang said helplessly, "It can't be a hell, right?"