imperial psychologist

Chapter 607 Everything is Absurd

After parting with Ai Songqing, Bai Ling followed the maid who came to inform him all the way south.

The maid also couldn't tell what happened to Bao Yuan, she only knew that someone was looking for trouble with their house, and they had been sending people to stand by her house these days.

A few turtle claws escorted her behind, holding lanterns with blue characters in their hands, they quickly crossed the night streets of Baihuaya, and ran towards the Hualong in the south.

Before reaching the door of Bao Yuan's old house in Hua Nong, she heard the old woman's cry.Bo Ling felt that something was wrong, so he asked Turtle Claw and the maid to wait behind him, and he got into the crowd of spectators by himself, and slowly approached the center.

The people from the Jiaofang Division had already arrived, and they were standing at the front with a lantern. A palace man looked a bit hostile and said softly, "This aunt..."

"Don't call me!" The old woman who was crying earlier sternly said, "When a good-looking daughter gets married, she's just gone!"

Bai Ling's heart tightened when she heard this, and she pushed away the last two people who were squeezing in front of her.

——Under the lights of the Jiaofang Division, an old woman was sitting on the ground in front of her, holding a woman soaked in a pool of blood in her arms. The woman's eyes were half open and never closed.

"My daughter!" the old woman cried, "You are the most filial...you can't just let go and leave mother alone in this world...how do you let mother live..."

"Mom! We can't just forget about my sister, let's report to the police!" A young male voice sounded.

Only then did Bo Ling notice that there was a young man beside the old woman.

The palace man of the Jiaofang Division sneered, "Reporting to the official? Reporting to the official at this juncture, I think you are taking your life too long."

"Our old Qiao's family is not easy to bully!" The young man patted his chest and said, "If you have the ability, kill our family! Otherwise, I will sue one by one, and none of you will think about it!"

The palace man was about to say something when someone nearby whispered something in his ear.

The teasing in his eyes turned into a smile, and he looked up at the young man in front of him again, "This little brother, is the brother of the deceased?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, now her husband can't be found, so you are in charge of her funeral." The palace maid said softly, "You can't come back to life after death, and you all know it. It's all a mess. I can't figure it out...Since people died in the flower alleys of our Baihuaya, we will also bear some of our responsibilities."

The young man snorted, "...what are you thinking? There is no 50 taels of silver for this matter, no one should think about it!"

The palace man smiled, "Here, it's not a convenient place to talk. It's hot now, and your mother has been crying for so long. Let's go outside and find a bright room to discuss in detail, how about?"

The old woman's crying gradually weakened, and the young man turned around and helped the old man up, "Mother, let's go and seek justice for my sister."

"Yeah, yum!" The old man nodded repeatedly, "I can't let your sister go away without knowing why..."

The palace people cleared an outward path, the leading father-in-law walked in front, and the mourning mother and son walked behind, almost passing Bo Ling.

Just like that, the woman's body was placed on the night street, and several palace officials stood aside and watched.

Bai Ling stepped forward slowly, and when he was about to get close, the palace servant stepped forward, and said angrily, "What are you doing? Have you never seen a dead person?"

"This... father-in-law," Bo Ling lowered his head and took out his waist badge, "I belong to the Lan brand...we heard the news that this may be a long-term employee of our brand, so... let's take a look."

The palace man took Bo Ling's waist card, squinted his eyes and looked at his own lantern, and returned the waist card to Bo Ling after confirming that it was correct.

Since they are from Baihuaya—especially from Lanzihao, they can be regarded as half of Jiaofangsi's own people.

The palace man gave way, "Then you have a look."

Bo Ling walked to the woman's body and slowly squatted down. The woman was lying on her side on the ground, her face buried in the shadows, and she couldn't see clearly.

Bo Ling recognized this dress.

Bai Ling squatted there without moving for a long time. After a while, she raised her head and asked, "Does your father-in-law know what's going on?"

"You mean this woman?" The palace man raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yeah." Bo Ling nodded.

The palace man nuzzled, "You know it by looking at it. I was slashed in the back of the neck by a knife, and the Da Luo Immortal can't save it."

"...Who did it?"

"Changlefang seems to be a gambling house, not far from our Baihuaya."

The palace man touched his chin with his hand and recalled a little.

"Her man owed one hundred taels in a gambling shop outside, and just paid it back a few days ago, then turned around and lost three or four hundred taels in Changle Fang. I heard from the neighbors that recently this man often came back at night secretly. The daughter-in-law lives here with a little money. The people from Changlefang found out about it a few days ago, so they came to watch over him. But instead of guarding that man, they saw his wife.”

The corner of the palace man's mouth sank, "You too, next time you look for a long-term worker, you should also find someone with a clean background."

"...What about her husband," Bai Ling said softly, "where is her husband now?"

"I don't know." The palace man spread his hands, "Who knows which bed he is sleeping on right now, Changlefang is also looking for it."

As he said that, he became a little annoyed, "In the past, this Hua Lane was populated by our own people from Baihuaya, but what kind of people are occupying this place now, it's a mess, the higher-ups should have taken care of it-- "

The palace people complained endlessly.

Bo Ling gently took the woman's hand on the ground, which was already cold.

Such a slight disturbance caused the woman lying on her side to roll over to the other side, and she lay flat on the ground.

Under the light, Baoyuan's face became clear.

Bai Ling felt a bracelet on her wrist, she lowered her head, pulled up her sleeves, and saw a bloody silver bracelet on Baoyuan's wrist.

"Hey, don't take these things away." Seeing Bai Ling's movements, the palace man immediately said, "After a while, her mother's family saw something missing, but they can't tell."

Bai Ling nodded and let go of his hand.

The spectators dispersed, and Bo Ling sat quietly beside Baoyuan's corpse, looking into her eyes expressionlessly.

Bai Ling's mind was empty, and she had no time to think about anything for a while, she reached out and tried to close Baoyuan's eyes, but for some reason, these eyes were kept half-open, and when they were closed, they also popped open again.

Is it to die with regret...

Do you feel that you can't rest in peace, Sister Baoyuan?

Then what are you doing back here?
Still keep it from me...

Bo Ling took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that his limbs had no strength.

She didn't feel much sadness or anger at the moment, she just felt that everything was absurd and everything seemed fake.

It makes people tired, makes people sleepy.

She has a lot of questions she wants to ask, but it doesn't make any sense to say these now.

But why, Bao Yuan...

you tell me?

(End of this chapter)