I rely on solving the case to attack the king of hell

When I came back to Dali Temple from Lai Lai Inn, it was already the top of the willows on the moon, and most of the people in the yamen were out on missions, and the courtyard was unprecedentedly quiet.

Xie Zaiyue lowered his head to think about his thoughts, and was about to go back to the house to rest, but Yan Han grabbed his sleeve: "Zaiyue, I'm hungry, I want to eat noodles."

There was no one around, Yan Han really lost his aloof and proud demeanor, and looked like a little daughter-in-law who was acting like a spoiled child.

Yan Shaoqing was as beautiful as a flower, and looked so fragile. Xie Zaiyue felt pity for the fragrance and cherished the jade, and immediately ignored the fatigue, and said boldly: "Today, I will let my lord see the craftsmanship of an official!"

Yan Han smiled lightly, and was about to walk upstream along Zaiyue's sleeve with his hand, and was about to caress Zaiyue's shoulder. Said: "Zaiyue, I want to eat too."

The bright moon is in the sky, and the beauty is like jade.Zai Yue couldn't bear to look away from Yan Han, how could he have the time to talk to Wang Wang, the white tiger who didn't wink.

Why don't a little white cat give you a little fish, but come to join in the fun and eat noodles?Don't even look at what time it is, is it deliberately disturbing him to get along with the beauty?

Wangwang persisted: "Noodles, I want noodles!"

Zai Yue raised his eyebrows, slowly stretched out his hand, and said calmly: "Noodles? Yes, a bowl of two taels of silver, please pay the bill first."

Baihu Wangwang was silent for a moment, and said, "Two taels? Are you short of money?"

"With money, you can do many things. Who doesn't want money?" Xie Zaiyue said with a smile.

"Wangwang." Yan Han's voice was deep, "It's late at night, go and play by yourself."

Wangwang was stunned, before he understood what the night had to do with going to play, his white body flickered a few times and disappeared out of thin air.

Xie Zaiyue is no stranger to this kind of fairy art now, a big live cat disappeared in front of his eyes, but he just blinked very calmly, and said calmly: "Let's go, Master Yan, help the next official."

That night, Wang Wang who was caught off guard was shivering in the cold field, while Yan Shaoqing, who Xie Zaiyue thought was weak, was sitting in the small warm kitchen happily eating noodles.

Maybe it was the happy dinner time with the beauty, or maybe the context of the case became clear. Xie Zaiyue was relaxed and had a good night's sleep that night.

I had no dreams all night until I was woken up by Lao Liu's loud voice.

"Lord Yan, Sir Xie, we found it! We found it!" Standing in the middle of the small courtyard, Lao Liu shouted hoarsely, waking them up with his voice.

Xie Zaiyue rubbed her eyes, pushed open the door, and said in a daze, "What did you find?"

Then, Yan Han also slowly walked out of the room, and saw that he was dressed neatly and had clear eyes, not at all like he just woke up early in the morning.

Old Sunflower Liu greeted Yan Han, his sunshine, and said dog-leggedly, "Master Yan, good morning, are you still used to sleeping on this bed?"

Yan Han nodded, "Everything is fine, please worry about it. What did you say you found?"

Old Liu said solemnly: "My lord, Zhang Zhilai's body has been found!"

When Xie Zaiyue heard it, [-]% of her sleepiness was startled. She walked up to Liu Yu in three steps and asked, "Where is the body? I'm going to see it."

Liu Yu saw that young people were enthusiastic about handling the case, which was a good thing, and quickly took Xie Zaiyue, who was wearing a chicken nest head, and Yan Han, who was well-dressed, to the morgue.

In the morgue, Hao Yidian had just covered Xu Chunyou's body with a white cloth. When he saw Xie Zaiyue coming in, he hurriedly reported: "Master Yan, Mr. Xie, I'm going to look for you. Xu Chunyou's autopsy results are out."

Xie Zaiyue stopped and decided to listen to Xu Chunyou's situation first.

Hao Yidian said: "Xu Chunyou's fetus has been in the womb for more than five months, what a crime, one dead body and two lives." After lamenting, he added: "Xu Chunyou died around midnight to ugly last night. The cause of death was asphyxiation. Judging from the marks on her neck, she committed suicide without a doubt."

"Zishi is ugly." Xie Zaiyue rubbed his temples, thinking, "According to Xiaoer's testimony, Chunxiang is still in Xu Chunyou's room after the time is over."

"Xu Chunyou committed suicide as soon as Chunxiang left, or Chunxiang watched Xu Chunyou commit suicide. Then Xu Chunyou committed suicide... Could it be Chunxiang's so-called idea!" Xie Zaiyue was surprised.

Hao Yidian's eyes widened suddenly, the flesh on his face trembled, and he stammered, "This...what's the idea? It's killing someone?"

Yan Han said lightly: "Love someone, sometimes you will lose your life."

Xie Zaiyue smiled wryly, and said slowly: "Xu Chunyou fell for the trick not only because she was soft-hearted, but also because she really loved Li Mingcai.

Xie Zaiyue went through all the details in his head again, and combined with Xiaoer's testimony and all physical evidence, this idea was further strengthened.

As if in agreement, Yan Han also opened his mouth, "Old Hao, please go and send a message to Mr. Duan, asking him to arrest Li Mingcai and Chunxiang immediately! Just say what I said, and when Hengbo comes back, the trial will begin!"

Hao Yidian might doubt Xie Tuiguan's judgment, but he didn't doubt Yan Shaoqing's decision, so he nodded quickly and left.

Xie Zaiyue smiled at Yan Han, expressing his gratitude for his trust.

Who knew that Yan Han stretched out his hand, straightened Xie Zaiyue's messy hair, and at the same time said gently: "You smile at me, is it because you are grateful to me? Actually, there is no need for this, because I believe in you, no matter what you want to do, You can let go and do it, and I will always support you behind your back."

Xie Zaiyue was stunned, and his ears turned red instantly.

He admitted that the first time he saw Yan Shaoqing, he had a feeling of ten thousand years at a glance, and at the same time, there was a lingering sense of familiarity, as if it was not the first meeting, but a reunion after a long absence.

I didn't expect to get along with her for a few days, and even found out that Yan Shaoqing has many advantages, such as beauty and generosity, but he is so considerate of his subordinates.

Xie Zaiyue was a little dazed, and the image of Yan Shaoqing calling him "husband" could not help appearing in his mind.

However, the atmosphere in the morgue was not good; Lao Liu was beside him, full of suspicion.Besides, Master Shaoqing is also a man, and he is also his boss, and the two of them haven't known each other for long, so Meng Lang, it's not good for a beautiful woman to be so abrupt.

Right now is really not a good place or a good time to confess, Xie Zaiyue shook his head, and replied swornly: "Thank you for the trust of the leader! I will definitely live up to my trust!"

Liu Yu on the side couldn't understand the young man's jumping thinking, digging his ears impatiently, and urged rather straight: "Master Xie, Zhang Zhilai is still lying there waiting for you."

"Zhang Zhilai was buried alive after being poisoned. He had been dead for about four or five days. He drank a lot of alcohol before he died." Yi Dianhao, an apprentice of Hao Yidian in the morgue, checked and briefly concluded.

"Poor old Zhang. He has sold beef noodles all his life to support his son, but in the end his son left him first." Liu Yu sighed with emotion.

Yi Dianhao also sighed, then handed over something, saying: "This thing was found in his hand."

Xie Zaiyue took it and took a look, and found that it was a small wine cup, which was exactly the same as the wine cups on the market at first glance.Xie Zaiyue played with it for a while, but turned the wine cup over, looked at the sun, and there was a word written under the wine cup.

This character is very small, at most the size of half a grain of rice, if you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.

Xie Zaiyue held the cup and said in a low voice: "This is the cup from Deyilou in the south of the city. There is a small word 'wind' written on the bottom of their wine cups and saucers, which means 'spring breeze'. If it is not Regular customers, generally no one will know this story."

Liu Yu took a look and couldn't help admiring: "Master Xie, you can read such small characters."

Xie Zaiyue said inscrutablely: "No, no, it was during my lifetime... before I was promoted and entered Dali Temple, the second child in his family told me."

Liu Yu suddenly asked, "Is your lord a regular visitor there?"

"His sauced elbow is especially delicious when paired with Fen wine." Xie Zaiyue finished ordering, pretending to be reminiscing about the food.

Liu Yu in front of him swallowed, he didn't know that Mr. Xie, who was playing tricks, was just washing the dishes in Deyilou for a year.

Yi Dianhao couldn't stand it anymore, "Master Liu, memory sauce elbow in the morgue? It seems inappropriate."

Liu Yu woke up, scratched his neck in embarrassment, and hurriedly said: "My lords, I will take someone to Deyilou to find out who Zhang Zhi was having dinner with when he came here!"

Yan Han nodded lightly, and asked again: "Is there any news from the brother who went to Li Mingheng's hometown to pick him up?"

Old Liu shook his head, "It will take three days to travel from Biancheng to Li Mingheng's hometown even if we go fast."

Yan Han thought for a while, then calmly said: "Old Liu, go and do your work first, I'll figure out a solution for this matter."

Lao Liu took the order to leave, Xie Zaiyue changed his clothes, and was going out to have some breakfast.

Just stepped through the gate of Dali Temple, but found that Yan Han was standing in the rising sun, looking at him for a moment.

Yan Han stood there, as beautiful as a statue, as firm as a god.

He is dressed in white and has black hair, with an indifferent expression, like a white plum blooming alone in the cold, proud but lonely, elegant and beautiful.But there was a small mole between her eyebrows, and her eyes were as gentle as water. In Xie Zaiyue's eyes, she was so affectionate.

Although he is already a ray of living soul and does not belong to the human world, Xie Zaiyue still feels the long-lost beauty in the autumn morning.Stretching his waist, he smiled and said, "Master Yan, are you going to have breakfast?"

Yan Han smiled and replied softly: "Okay."

The morning light is faint, and the white dew is frost.The autumn wind is passing by, and the weather is cold again.The autumn sun has been slow to show up, but this huge city has already woken up.

On the long street, early street vendors have been doing business for a long time.No matter who you are, officials rushing to the court, wanderers who have not returned home with a hangover, or travelers on the road, you can find your own comfort in Biancheng on such a cool autumn morning.

Sitting in the world of fireworks, Xie Zaiyue held a fried dough stick in one hand and pressed the tissue paper on the table with the other, chanting words.

Yan Han sat on one side, scrutinizing the fried dough sticks in front of him, without moving.

Xie Zaiyue raised her head, seeing Yan Han staring at the poor fried dough stick like a prisoner, she couldn't help feeling amused, "Master Yan, this is fried dough sticks, not fried brats."

Yan Han gracefully picked up one and tentatively took a bite, the crispy fritters immediately filled his mouth with aroma.

"There is no such thing in the underworld." Yan Han said suddenly.

"What?" Zai Yue was taken aback.

Yan Han said seriously: "There are no fried brats in the underworld."

Zaiyue laughed, and pushed the soy milk in front of Yan Han, "Try this again, my lord, this one is freshly ground by the boss, it is very rich and delicious."

Yan Han picked up the bowl obediently, took a big gulp, and then changed his face.

"What, it doesn't taste good?" Xie Zaiyue asked with concern.

"Hot." Yan Han frowned.

Xie Zaiyue simply burst out laughing.

Yan Han seemed to remember something, put down the porcelain bowl, and asked curiously: "Zaiyue, do you like that Deyilou very much?"

Xie Zaiyue was startled, and replied: "It's not that I like it, it's because I worked in the back kitchen there." After a pause, he continued: "The little beggars can't eat enough to wear clothes, I want to earn some money for them. They buy quilts, they buy clothes.”

Xie Zaiyue's family is not rich, and if he wants to help the poor, he can only support himself.

"I'll help you, you... don't suffer." Yan Han's eyes shone like a bottomless sea.After a while, he said solemnly again, "Tell me what you need and what you want in the future, and I will find a way for you."

Zaiyue, I will give you whatever you want.

Xie Zaiyue's heart skipped a beat, thinking Mr. Yan's words...does it mean that he has been convinced by my bravery?Falling under my wisdom and skill?

Xie Zaiyue sat up straight, wanting to show a chic and elegant smile, and then quietly took the beauty's hand, and made an earth-shattering confession.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that he was stuffed with deep-fried dough sticks in his mouth and holding a steamed bun in his hand. Not only was he not very chic, but on the contrary he looked a little wretched.

He had no choice but to laugh dryly, and said calmly: "Master Yan is also enthusiastic about public welfare?"