Out of the gate of the mansion, Wang San walked in the direction of the Fuke Building in the east of the city, still followed by the guy from the restaurant.

Maybe he probably confirmed something, the guy in Fukelou walked briskly, and recorded a confession in front of Lord Cheng Huang of the county, making sure that he was okay, the look on the guy's face looked much better, and it was no longer the trembling and panicked look before.

After the two of them arrived at the Fuke Building, Wang San went straight to the counter in the front hall and whispered to the shopkeeper. At present, it has already passed the lunch hour, there are not many guests in the restaurant, and the guy who followed Wang San back to the restaurant is like a traveler who has been away from his hometown for a long time, and he is sitting quietly in the rest room at the back of the corridor on the first floor, greatly relieved.

The guys didn't know what the shopkeeper was talking about, but he only saw the frequent nodding of the shopkeeper of his restaurant, which was not as comfortable as before.

In fact, there is no need to guess, most of it is related to the young guest in the green shirt. He didn't know what the final result would be, it was certain that the matter would not end so easily, after all, the young man was still holding the silver in the restaurant, and the guest room was not returned.

Even if the yamen finally confirmed that the young man was not a murderer, if he was left alone to face the boy now, he would still be a little worried.

The guy at the restaurant was still thinking nonsense over there, and the two people on the other side of the counter seemed to have finalized something and stopped talking.

Wang San coughed lightly, and the two of them looked at the figure behind the corridor at the same time, and the shopkeeper nodded lightly at Wang San.

After talking about the business, Wang Sanwan refused the invitation of the shopkeeper of the restaurant to stay for dinner, and after walking out of the door of the restaurant, he turned to a ready-to-wear shop near the corner of the street, and some things were waiting for him to do.

On the other side of the adjacent street, Zhang Si walked on the road to Poor White Lane with two brothers from the government office.

Poor White Lane is not very far from the east gate of Fallen Leaf City, and most of the people who live in that area are some coolie sellers, who make a living by shuttling back and forth between Fuling Ferry and Fallen Leaf City, helping them to carry some goods up and down and introduce some customs in the Nanling area to make some small profits.

A long and wide alley, but it is really poor and deserted.

During the day, there are almost no people in the whole poor white lane, at this time, most of the footsteps will generally wait in the industrial market on the side of the Fuling ferry, once you see a certain cargo ship on the river from a distance, the water transport department of the Fuling ferry will have a full-time division to arrange the work.

If a big boat comes one day, some diligent people are willing to help unload the goods overnight, catch up with the late work, and often go back to the Fallen Leaves City in a few days is also a common thing.

Zhang Si walked along the deserted streets of Poor White Lane with two other officials, all three of whom were wearing soap clothes.

For most of the children and women who live in the poor white alleys all the year round, it is difficult to see the county government officials wearing official yamen soap clothes almost all year round, one is because this place is too hard, it is a "poor white" place that even thieves are unwilling to patronize, and some powerful men go out to earn money during the day, and when they get home at night, they basically sleep upside down, but there is no extra strength to toss some fights and brawls, and most of the neighbors are clear.

The second reason is that there is a small official who is not a bad official living here, a thin middle-aged man, alone, named Li Liu, known as a thin monkey.

At first, he also followed the crowd to do foot work and sell coolies to make a living, but after a few days of doing it, he couldn't bear it, and the merchants who came and went to the ferry saw his thin and weak physique, and he couldn't help but look weak, and basically no one wanted to hire him, after all, sometimes he was charged according to the working hours, and no one wanted to be the wronged boss.

Fortunately, the steward of the Water Transport Division of Fuling Ferry saw that he was still clever, so he recommended him to be a gatekeeper at the east gate of Fallen Leaf City.

Under normal circumstances, if something big or small happens here in Poor White Lane, it is basically solved in a few words for the eight-faced thin monkey, and if it is difficult to fool, he also has a way, after all, he is still wearing a dress issued by the county government.

The thin monkey Li Liu is not very good, and it sounds good to be called eight-sided exquisite, but it is ugly to say that it is a fox and a fake tiger, and he likes to pretend to show off his dispensable friendship on the side of the yamen.

Since Li Liu successfully became the gatekeeper of the east gate of the city, he has never had a good face for those neighbors who used to live in the same alley and ridiculed him.

The people of Poor White Lane don't say it, but in private, they are all called skinny monkeys and skinny monkeys, and not many people like him.

Zhang Si had a bad premonition, and the alley was too deserted.

In the morning, after he and Chen Wen waited for Liu Bantou at the east gate of the city, the moment the three of them were ready to return to the post station together, Chen Wen noticed that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

Later, in the west of the city, in the same and dyeing workshop.

When Liu Bantou was discussing things with the three of them, Chen Wen talked about what he and Wang San saw and heard that day in the wine shop next to the drunken flower building in the north of the city.

Remembering that since the four of them went out of the city to Tianli Village, he didn't seem to have seen Li Liu again, and remembered that Chen Wen also threw a gourd of wine to the thin monkey at that time.

Then came Liu Bantou's words, "The thin monkey Li Liu is likely to have been killed!"

The group of three twisted and went, stopping in front of a house in a secluded corner of the alley.

Doors and windows are closed.

Zhang Si stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, "Skinny monkey?

After waiting for a long time, no one answered in the house, and it was as quiet as death.

Zhang Si frowned slightly, stretched out his hand again and patted it heavily, "Knock, knock, knock." ”

The dull sound echoed in the deserted alleys.

Still no one answered.

Zhang Si bypassed the main entrance, came to the window on the side of the alley, looked in through the window sill, found nothing, saw nothing.

Li Liu really doesn't seem to be at home, and there is no sign of him at the east gate of the city, but where can he go at this time?

Zhang Si had a headache, so he could only hope for Chen Wen's side, maybe the thin monkey went to the north of the city to drink like before.

He stretched out his hand to beckon to his two companions, ready to go back together.

At the moment of turning his head, out of the corner of his eye, there seemed to be a familiar blurred black shadow in the corner of the wall on the other side of the room.

Zhang Si was stunned and walked to the corner.

He crouched down and looked down at a wine gourd lying quietly in the shadow of a secluded corner.

Zhang Si frowned, a little incredulous, reached out and picked it up, and saw that the seal of the wine gourd was neatly engraved with two small characters, one on the other, "Chen Wen".

Isn't this the wine gourd that Chen Wen threw to the thin monkey when he crossed the east of the city that day? When the three of them made a bet before, Chen Wen promised to give the thin monkey a pot of wine.

Zhang Si changed color slightly, his face was a little ugly, if the thin monkey was safe and sound, with his temperament, he would never lose the wine jug that Chen Wen gave him.

Could it be as the team guessed?

Zhang Si looked shocked, came to the door of the house and kicked it with his foot, "Li Liu, Li Liu..."

The two companions beside him glanced at each other and found that something was wrong, one of them pulled Zhang Si away and said, "Fourth Brother Zhang, get out of the way, let's come." ”

The two of them stood at the gate, one of them kicked the door in unison, and with a bang, the door opened.

Zhang Si flashed in, and the two people at the door hurriedly followed.

It's just that before he can enter the house, a bloody smell mixed with the smell of corpses comes to his face.

The three of them frowned and covered their noses with their hands.

The bedroom in the house was in shambles, and a swollen figure was lying on the ground for a long time.

The upper half of the deceased's body was exposed and scarred, like a cat scratch, and blood was dripping between his fingers.

Zhang Si was horrified, and as expected, the thin monkey still died.

The death is very similar to the splashing skin of Natian Li Village.

Zhang Si no longer hesitated, and instructed his two companions to take care of the scene, while he ran all the way to the west of the city.

In the wine shop next to the drunken flower building in the north of the city, the guy faced Chen Wen's inquiries and knew everything and said everything.

I said every word and deed I said when I chatted with the young man in green shirt yesterday.

Chen Wen seemed to remember something before leaving, and turned to the guy and asked, "Yesterday you said that Li Liu came here to drink, and it seems that he also said something to use wine to drown his sorrows, am I not mistaken?"

The guy at the wine shop nodded, he said so, because he was not sure whether Chen Wen knew about Li Liu's coveting of the drunken flower building maid jade, so he didn't dare to say it later, and he prevaricated to himself.

"I remember you also said that Li Liuye didn't seem to be very happy, scratching his liver and scratching his lungs. Zhang Si stared at the look on the guy's face and continued, "Tell me, why is Li Liu unhappy?"

The guy looked puzzled, pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What does Brother Chen want to ask?"

Chen Wen smiled slightly, his eyes playful, "Li Liu's appearance of scratching his liver and lungs is not just because of the itching on his body, do you know who he saw before he came here to drink?"

There are not many people who know about the thin monkey Li Liu's coveting drunken flower building maid, and it is not too taboo to say it, but it involves personal secrets, he Li Liu can get together with Chen Wen almost every day, if Chen Wen doesn't know the inside story, I think the thin monkey deliberately conceals it, how can he talk more?

In case Li Liu's quest fails one day, and the matter is revealed again, maybe the flattering and bullying mischievous will find him, and then it will be a dog skin plaster on his body, and he can't get rid of it if he wants to.

Speaking of which, I still blame myself for talking too much, why do you talk so much? I would have been a dumb person if I had known it.

The guy was hesitating, thinking about whether to tell the truth on Chen Wen's side, but Chen Wen didn't want to say again: "Li Liu didn't go to the East City Gate to be on duty until today after Li Liu came here to drink wine yesterday, do you know?"

"Brother Chen, how can I know this, the wine shop is not close to the East City Gate, I haven't heard any regular customers talk about this today, it can't be that the sixth master himself is drunk and hasn't gotten up, right?"

Before Chen Wen could speak, the guy muttered to himself: "No, the sixth master's amount of wine is not small, and he hasn't drunk much, is it really bad luck?"

Chen Wen frowned, "What kind of bad luck?"

The guy thought for a while and said: "I forgot to tell Brother Chen before, when the sixth master was drinking here yesterday, he was talking about bad luck, damn it or something, I saw that he was in a bad mood, and I deliberately went up to chat a few words, and the sixth master only said that he bumped into a hunchbacked beggar at the Yang family pharmacy, and he was full of bad luck." ”

"The hunchbacked beggar?" Chen Wen's heart moved, "What else did Li Liu say?

"If this is not there, the sixth master just said something 'I feel uncomfortable when I get bad luck', rubbed his body a few times and left. ”

Chen Wen seemed to grasp some vein, and continued to ask without giving up: "Have you ever seen that hunchbacked beggar in Li Liu's mouth in the past few days?"

The guy shook his head, not understanding why Brother Chen was so interested in a hunchbacked beggar.

Chen Wen saw him shaking his head, and his heart was a little depressed.

If, as the team leader said, something may have happened to the skinny monkey, then this beggar is probably inseparable from this matter.

Now I can only wait for news from Fourth Brother Zhang's side.

Once some hidden truth is revealed, it may no longer be possible to hide it in broad daylight.