Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 90 You come to help me
An hour later, Tongshan government office.

Wan Yan kept looking out of the window in the inner hall.

Su Jizhi sat behind the table and frowned in thought.

They are waiting.

Shang Wenli's parents have entered the morgue.

In Wan Yan's heart, she hoped that the deceased was not Shang Wenli.

But life is often like this, you will face what you are most afraid of.

Crying sounds came from the morgue on the east side, and Wan Yan looked at the lord.

Su Jizhi stood up slowly, solemnly: "Let's go, if possible, let's ask more about Shang Wenli's situation."

Wan Yan's throat tightened, she lowered her head, she was in a bad mood.

When she saw Mother Shang, she knelt in front of the railing of the corridor of the morgue, crying so hard.

Father Shang wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and his body kept trembling. This simple and honest old man who has never talked much has also been crushed at this moment, his lips are trembling and he can't say a word.

Miao Hong stood behind them, comforting softly.

The adult walked over slowly with a handkerchief, bent down, and squatted opposite them.

"Please be sorry, I know that nothing I say can relieve your inner grief. Cry as much as you want. After crying, we will work together to catch the murderer."

Mother Shang stopped her tears, "Master Su, you said you would help us find the child, why couldn't you be more careful? If you believe us and start the search earlier, will Wen Li be fine?"

Su Ji's heart ached, and he couldn't answer Shang's mother's question.

"No, Master Su started looking for someone the day you came to Tongshan Mansion. The portrait was posted that day. Miss Shang had an accident. We were all very sad, but it has nothing to do with Sir." Wan Yan took a step forward to excuse Su Jizhi.

"You all know that now my lord is as sad as you are. Do you still remember me? I painted Shang Wenli's portrait."

Wan Yan bent down, squatted beside Shang's mother, and stretched out her hand to hold her arm: "My lord has done a lot of things. It has been a few days since Miss Shang's accident happened. This is the result that no one wants to see."

Wan Yan's heart was ups and downs, she didn't want adults to bear these unwarranted complaints, but she felt sad for Shang Wenli in her heart.

Mother Shang shook her head, tears dripping down, "I don't care, Master Su, women don't understand anything, they just want to catch the murderer, Sir, you have to help us decide and catch the person who killed Wen Li."

Su Jizhi acquiesced with sullen eyebrows, looked back at Wan Yan and shook his head lightly, implying that the little girl doesn't need to speak well for him, and then asked Shang Mu, "Have you confirmed that the deceased is Shang Wenli?"

"There is a red spot on the back of the little girl's calf, which was present at birth, not only here, but also a black dot on the sole of the foot, and the most obvious one, Wen Li has a mole between her eyebrows, all of which fit the bill."

As she said that, Shangmu cried again: "I don't want to match, not even one place, but that's my daughter, I recognize it, it's really Wen Li."

After finishing speaking, Shangmu hugged Wanyan and was in pain.

Father Shang took her by the arm, and asked Su Jizhi in a murmur, "Master Su, why did Wen Li die? How did she die?"

Su Jizhi opened his mouth, unable to bear to tell the old couple the tragedy of the autopsy, but simply explained: "Ms. Shang was injured to death with a sharp weapon, and was thrown from a high place into the Qingshuijian River. Don't worry, I promise to catch you here." murderer."

Wan Yan patted Shangmu's back lightly, thinking of the sketch of the dead body that she saw just now, her heart hurt like a knife.

Back at Qingyang Painting and Calligraphy Studio, Wan Yan's heart is still not at peace.

Xiao Shitou kept his face low all the way and said nothing.

Shopkeeper Xu held the newly purchased picture scroll in his hand and looked at the two people at a loss: "What's wrong with you? Why are you all so sullen?"

"Oh, the person on the notice at the street corner found it..."

Shopkeeper Xu interrupted Xiao Shitou before he finished speaking, "That's a good thing."

"No, that person was killed. The body was discovered by the adults and sister yesterday. Just now, her family members went to the government office to identify the body. It made people feel really uncomfortable."

Shopkeeper Xu was stunned for a while, then sighed and comforted, "Why is this? Alas! Don't be sad, I hope Mr. Su will catch the murderer as soon as possible and avenge the girl."

Wan Yan felt resentful in her heart, and at a glance, she found a head protruding from the window.

With disheveled hair, he bared his teeth and smiled, his eyes looked silly, and he was smiling at her.

It was Fan's.

Shopkeeper Xu was a little impatient, and walked to the window, "Crazy Fan, what are you doing here, go play somewhere else."

Fan didn't move, looked at Wan Yan and smiled, put one hand in his mouth, biting his nails, whining from time to time.

Wan Yan was taken aback, Fan's hands were covered in blood.

Fan bit her finger, saliva stained the blood on the finger, licked it from time to time after it got wet, and a few drops of blood dripped onto the window sill, looking bloody and glaring.

"What are you doing? Go, go!" Shopkeeper Xu angrily wanted to send Fan away, but Fan pointed at Wan Yan and smiled, "You look good, come with me."

Fan's stupid words made shopkeeper Xu even more unhappy, "Go, go, if you don't go, I will hit you with a stick."

Saying that she was about to hit, Fan put down her finger, wiped the blood on the window sill, and looked at shopkeeper Xu proudly.

"What are you doing? You madman."

Shopkeeper Xu is really angry, how can you see blood when you open the door to do business?How unlucky, turning around to get the stick, Fan disappeared from the window in a flash, and then appeared at the door.

Fan was very happy to see the distraught shopkeeper Xu, clapped his hands happily, then lay down at the door, put his hands on his chest and closed his eyes.

Wan Yan saw blood all over her dress.

The scene was at a stalemate, Wan Yan had no choice but to walk a step away from Fan and stop, "Fan, why are you lying here?"

Fan opened his eyes and closed them again, "Look at you."

"Can you tell me, where did your blood come from?"

Fan grinned, "When I killed a chicken, the chicken ran around. I stabbed it in the stomach, and it stopped moving."

Wan Yan couldn't even imagine this bloody scene.

"Get up first, the ground is cold."

Fan opened his eyes, "I don't."

"Everyone is watching you here. If you want to rest, I'll get you a chair in the shade over there. What do you think?"

Fan Shi looked into the distance, shook his head, "I'll come to see you."

"Look at me? You know me?"

"You look good, everyone likes it, and I like it too." After finishing speaking, Fan stared straight at Wan Yan's face, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth,
Fan's glance made Wanyan's back numb.

"You look at me like this, I feel very uncomfortable, why don't you get up and wash your hands first, go home and change your clothes, you are covered in blood, I feel very uncomfortable."

"Are you uncomfortable?" Fan actually smiled, "Then you will help me?"

"Help with what? How? You want me to help?"

Fan raised his hand, "I shouldn't have blood on my hands. Blood is a bad person. I don't want to be a bad person."

"Do you want to wash away the blood?"

Fan nodded, "I am clean, no, no, no, I am not clean, I am unclean, where did the clean person go?"

Fan stared at her hands, suddenly showed a ruthless expression, turned her head and asked Wan Yan, "Tell me, where did she go?"

Wan Yan took a step back in fright when she heard Feng's upside-down words.

Seemingly feeling that Wan Yan was afraid, Fan slowly got up from the ground and said softly, "It's all right now, don't be afraid, come on, help me."

Fan smiled, raised his hand towards Wanyan, his brows were soft like an innocent child asking for help.

(End of this chapter)