Datang Coroner

Chapter 8 Special

Li Changbo also knew about this, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said, "She has a firm and resolute temperament, and she is indifferent without changing her face when Mount Tai collapses. There is something special about this woman."

More than peculiar?It's so weird!

Li Changbo didn't know why, so he became more curious, and told Fang Liang, "Go and buy some burritos."

Fang Liang thought: Is my husband hungry?

Busy fart fart fart to buy.

Fu Shiyi knew Fang Liang, and smiled with eight teeth showing, very politely: "How many?"

Fang Liang paused, "Buy ten."

This is a big deal.

"Do you want to add meat and eggs?"

"Add it!" Fang Liang said casually, trying to figure it out in his heart, but his eyes didn't leave the brightly colored food—he followed him around all night, and now he was sleepy and hungry.

Fu Shiyi made a sales pitch: "Li Langjun must have been sleepy after staying up all night. If you roll some biscuits, it will be more comfortable to serve with a bowl of wontons."

"Then have a bowl." Fang Liang said very casually, "I'll bring the bowl back later."

Fu Shi cooked it quickly and handed it over to Fang Liang.

Fang Liang couldn't take it, so he went back and called a bad person to help.

The food soon arrived in front of Li Changbo. Li Changbo took a look at the hot bowl of wontons in milky white soup with chopped green onion and chopped coriander, and suddenly felt hungry.

The tender green color, against the milky white soup, plus the thin-skinned wontons with flesh-colored fillings, it is really tempting to crawl out of the stomach.

Li Changbo took a burrito, and took the silver spoon handed over by Fang Liang: "Distribute the burrito to everyone."

After being tired all night yesterday, Li Changbo still knows the hard work of his subordinates.

Li Changbo took two bites of the burrito and put it down.

On the contrary, he ate more than half a bowl of wontons—the main reason is that he paid enough for one portion. He is no martial artist, so he couldn't finish it.

Wu Zuo was getting old, and Li Changbo also asked Fang Liang to cook a bowl of wontons, specifically telling him, "Don't say who made it."

Fang Liang was a little bit regretful: "Old man Chen must look wonderful if he knows."

Li Changbo glanced lightly: "No nonsense."

Chen Dazhi was getting old and couldn't help being excited.I was already angry yesterday.

Master Xie Shuangfan had been standing for a while, so he naturally heard these words. After Fang Liang left, he suggested aloud: "The older Mr. Chen is, the more confused he is. We have too many cases in Chang'an County, and he can't take it anymore. gone."

Li Changbo sighed: "I have asked people to inquire about a few people before, but it is not easy to poach people. The people in other counties are not satisfactory."

This is the owner of the fancy.Those who have no owner look down on it.

It was not the first day that Xie Shuangfan knew Li Changbo, after all, Li Changbo was still his nephew.Naturally, I knew Li Changbo's temperament, so I came up with an idea: "If you are interested, you might as well mention it to Your Majesty. After all, Chang'an County is different from other places."

Xie Shuangfan wanted Li Changbo to rob him.

Li Changbo pondered for a moment: "Just wait and see."

Xie Shuangfan glanced at the wonton bowl on the table: "In the case last night, do you have any clues on the bad side?"

Li Changbo then talked about the case.

Xie Shuangfan reminded: "Don't delay too long, His Majesty's Qianqiu Banquet is coming soon, but there are many envoys here."

If even a small case in Chang'an County can't be found out and remains unresolved, it will be detrimental to Li Changbo.

Li Changbo nodded: "I know."

But you can't close the case hastily.

Li Changbo rubbed his eyebrows.Suddenly I remembered to pay for it.

In the afternoon, Wang Erxiang led people to ask questions in the neighborhood.

Fu Shiyi was naturally one of the people being asked.After all, she has an unusual relationship with Chen Qiaoniang, and there are a lot of things involved.

When Wang Erxiang handled the case, he was still very meticulous: "Have you found out who Chen Qiaoniang has a grudge against?"

Fu Shiyi shook his head: "Although we have a lot of contacts, we don't have a heart-to-heart relationship."

"But she wants to recognize you as her god-sister." Wang Erxiang stared at Fu Shiyi, his eyes sharp and sharp like two different people.

To be honest, it's quite intimidating.

Fu Shiyi was familiar with this, and smiled slightly: "It's just casual talk, she didn't really explain it. It can be seen that she is not willing."

Wang Erxiang only felt that he had nowhere to focus, "Then, have you noticed who she is usually close with?"

Fu Shiyi thought about it seriously: "There shouldn't be anyone too close. She is afraid of being gossiped, so she always stays behind closed doors. Even Mrs. Xie rarely comes here. And she likes to do embroidery, and she makes money from it."

"On weekdays, except to buy groceries, or have something to do, I hardly go out."

"That day was your first discovery? Why did you go there?"

"The dishes were delivered, but the bowls have not yet been retrieved. I placed it by the door at that time, and you probably saw it."

"Why did you stop everyone from going in?"

"I also know the case handlers, so I subconsciously defend the scene. I'm afraid that the evidence will be destroyed."

Wang Erxiang asked many more questions, but couldn't find anything.Fu Shiyi's every answer is reasonable.

On the contrary, after the questioning was over, Fu Shiyi asked, "Who is most suspected now?"

Wang Erxiang looked fierce with a straight face: "This is a secret."

Fu Shi nodded a little: "I can ask Wu Zuo to look at the wound. The wound on the neck should be the first blow. Generally speaking, the murderer's strength can be seen from the wound. Then calculate the angle of the murder weapon, probably Can know the murderer's height."

Wang Erxiang looked puzzled: I'm sorry, say it again?

Fu Shiyi: ...

Well, take a step back.

Fu Shiyi coughed: "You can bring this to Li Langjun."

This word quickly reached Li Changbo's ears.

Li Changbo thought for a moment, then went to see Wu Zuo.

Then he conveyed the words—but he didn't say that he said it all.

After Wu Zuo heard this, his face turned pale: "Magistrate Li, I have been an office worker for so many years, and I have never heard such a saying! Since you have hired someone else, County Magistrate Li, just invite him! I'm old and useless!"

Wu Zuo also lost his temper.

Although Li Changbo is a child of an aristocratic family, he has no arrogance. Instead, he coaxed him patiently: "You are a master, and their experience is beyond comparison. The old is the one who gets stronger."

Fang Liang murmured in his heart: But Mr. Lang, you didn't praise him for his cleverness, it's amazing!

It was night, probably because of the murder case, every household closed their doors early.

Although it was not yet curfew time, there was no one on the street.

In the whole workshop, Fu Shiyi was probably the one with the most peaceful mood.

As usual, Fushi was preparing his stuff for going out tomorrow.

Mrs. Xie was in the room supervising her youngest son's homework, and from time to time, she glanced at the empty window, and seeing that she was still busy there, she whispered, "It's very cold-blooded."

Not even a bit sad, isn't it too fickle?

After the second watch outside, Mrs. Xie took her son and splashed the footwashing water and fell asleep.

Fu Shiyi gathered up the charcoal fire in the small stove, then quietly turned out of the window, then opened the door a crack, and stepped out.

Fu Shiyi felt that something was wrong with this case.

She's going to check it out again.

(End of this chapter)