Yan Saburo also nodded: "This old knife can only confirm our conjecture, but it cannot be used as the main basis for judging the case." We need more direct and robust evidence. ”

If this is presented in court, Si Daguang and his family will only mock Yan Saburo. The old wound on the deceased's nose was no bigger than a grain of rice? Who knows how it came about.

"That being said, at least we know who we're dealing with. Yan Saburo patted Huang He's back as a comforter, "Si Wenrui is not dead, seize this point to investigate, you will definitely get something." ”

......

More than a dozen hours flew by.

Yan Saburo went to visit Huang Da in the prison and found that he was recovering well from his injuries. If nothing else, it will be able to walk on all fours in three days.

The kind words comforted it a few words, and then handed over the eight-treasure duck cooked by Zhang Hancui himself, and Yan Saburo got up to leave.

Walking through Sweetwater Street, he happened to meet the carriage of the Si family.

The carriage immediately stopped beside him, and the curtain was lifted, revealing Star's gloomy face: "Qingle Bo is so comfortable, do you still have the heart to go shopping at this time?"

His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was a little haggard, as if he hadn't slept well for days. But when he looked at Yan Saburo's eyes, he seemed to want to pounce on him and tear the boy apart.

If this wasn't the national capital, if it wasn't a crowded street, he would have done it.

Yan Saburo's face was calm: "TOEFL, life has to go on." ”

"Yan Shichu, don't think that you are not afraid of anything if you have the support of nobles. Si Daguang leaned forward, and his tone was strange, both lifeless and as if there was endless anger hidden under the dead silence, "You just have to wait, fight and fight, and I will also correct you on the spot!"

A Chitose whisper came from Yan Saburo's ear: "He really hates you to the core." Why?"

He sighed: "Lord Wang, why did you go back to the capital this time?"

Starlight's eyes were like looking at a fool, and he snorted.

"If you know that the robbery and murder of the princess was committed by Ling Lang, you must also know that this trip is dangerous. Yan Saburo added, "You know that, right?"

Si Daguang said coldly: "It's nonsense. ”

The young man turned a blind eye to his hostility: "So, how did the prince originally plan to survive this catastrophe?"

Si Daguang laughed angrily: "What do you have to do with it?" and pulled down the curtain with a "swish".

The carriage also moved slowly.

Seeing it go away, Yan Saburo turned around and walked in the direction of Tianfu Tower. A furry head pops out of the bookcase and looks at the surrounding streetscape.

Yan Saburo stroked the cat's head with his backhand: "King Huai's sadness and anger don't seem to be fake." ”

Indeed, it is not easy for a person to maintain this state of anger and desire to cramp and skin you all the time. Chitose said leisurely, "Or, his acting attainments have been perfected, and every minute and every second is in the play." ”

Yan Saburo Wan'er: "I don't think King Huai is like a person who makes a living from this. ”

What's the secret here?

While talking, Tianfu Lou arrived, and Yan Saburo went in to inspect it.

The new balm was very popular as soon as it was launched, and because there were no imitations, the number of customers in Tianfu Lou is now more than twice as high as it was originally from. Yan Saburo has seen the books, and the driving effect of the new product on the old product cannot be ignored.

The only problem, as some female customers complained, was: "It's too expensive." ”

Two taels of silver is not a small amount for the common girls.

In this regard, Chitose insisted on not reducing the price: "You get what you pay for, this principle is applicable everywhere." Besides, there are expensive benefits. ”

"What's the benefit?"

"In the future, when the girls talk about expensive and good balsam, they will naturally think of Tianfu Lou. The white cat stretched out his paw and patted him on the back of the head, "It's important to be remembered." ”

"You're right. Yan Saburo stabilized her first, and then made a request, "But the source of customers is also divided into three, six, nine, etc., do you think you can get some affordable and easy-to-use recipes later?"

"Greedy, you want to make anyone's money!" the cat snorted, but agreed to his request, "As long as the recipe is no longer stolen, I can still produce a lot of new products here." ”

"Sapphires weren't supposed to be used that way in the first place. Yan Saburo said softly, "I think the person who snatched it from Liu Daye shouldn't use it to make such a small amount of money." ”

Liu Daye's money is not uncommon for anyone to touch.

Shengdou Xiaomin has a treasure in hand, and there are only one or two ways to make money that can be thought of. Vision determines the future, and there is nothing wrong with that.

"That's right. Chitose agreed, "But Zhang Hancui's little girl has been reluctant recently, and she is afraid that she will be absent-minded when she works."

"And she and Xiao San still have to investigate the case, so busy. "You say, isn't it between her and Huang Da, huh?"

"What is it?"

"Can it be a couple?"

"Perhaps. ”

His answer was too perfunctory, the white cat bit his neck, and the four small fangs gnawed: "Are you such a master?"

"When you are a master, you have the responsibility to give your subordinates...... "It's dangerous, in fact, what he originally wanted to say was "breeding".

"Elm head!" the cat ignored him.

Before dinner that day, Yan Saburo received information from Han Zhao:

On the day of the dinner, Si Wenrui's personal entourage was named Liao Qingsong, who was self-cultivation, good at strange arts, and good at sideways. This person has always been the confidant of the Si family's father and son.

What's more, according to the identification of civilians, this person had arrived in Shengyi ten days earlier.

Shi Congyi was able to paint a portrait of Liao Qingsong, and the Protector Mansion had its own channels to inquire. After Liao Qingsong entered the national capital, he did not stay in the Si family's mansion, but stayed in a hotel in Sanmenli, North District.

From the shopkeeper to the running hall of this hotel, everyone remembers Liao Qingsong as a person, because he is very generous in tipping. Liao Qingsong has always been out early and returning late during his stay, and no one knows where he is going or what he is doing - of course, no one asks.

Which of the foreigners staying in the hotel is not in such a hurry?

"Sanmenli?" Yan Saburo read the name of the place several times, "Why doesn't Liao Qingsong go to King Huai's house?"

"Before King Huai's father and son arrived in the national capital, his mansion was monitored by King Wei and Han Zhao, right?" Chitose analyzed, "If Liao Qingsong has a mission, it will be inconvenient to live there. ”

"Mission?" Yan Saburo muttered. Liao Qingsong arrived in Shengyi several days earlier than King Huai's father and son, of course, for another purpose. "He stayed in Sanmenli, did he plan to do something there?"

Of course, it's close to you.

At that moment, Yan Saburo replied to Han Zhao and asked him to help investigate Liao Qingsong's activities in the Sanmenli area. There are so many people there, so there are always people who have seen this stranger, right?

As a result, the messenger said politely: "Qing Lebo rest assured, the Protector has already started to do it." ”

"Han Zhao is really good to you. Chitose smiled, "You know the importance of manpower, right?"