Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 95 Come With Me

Watching the adults leave, Wan Yan looked back at the locust tree in front of the government office, watching its branches and leaves fluttering in the wind, and was speechless for a while.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and Nie Fang passed by with a file in his hand, "What is Miss Xue doing?"

"It's nothing, just enjoy the shade."

Nie Fang laughed out loud, "Miss Wanyan is in a good mood."

"What is Captain Nie holding in his hand?"

Wan Yan faintly saw the words "autopsy result", and was startled.

Nie Fang's smile disappeared, and he put on a serious face, "This is Shang Wenli's autopsy report. We are going to get together later to report today's investigation results to Mr. Su."

Wan Yan stared at the file and asked timidly, "Can I have a look?"

Nie Fang knocked on the file, hesitating for a moment, "Miss Xue, please be prepared. You are an eyewitness to this case and are actively helping to find clues, but I want to tell you not to spread the word."

"I won't, I'm just worried about these two girls, why don't Detective Nie tell me directly?"

Nie Fang shook his head, "It's too cruel, I can't say it, you'd better watch it for yourself."

As he spoke, he turned the dossier to the last page and handed it to Wan Yan, "Miss Xue, don't spread it outside."

Wan Yan glanced at three lines, endured vomiting after reading it, and handed the file to Nie Fang.

"So, Ms. Xue has to look for herself. I have been a policeman for so many years, and this is the most brutal case."

Wan Yan was speechless, her eyes were covered with tears.

The autopsy report stated: The deceased female, aged between 30 and [-], died of suffocation while covering her nose. The time of death was about [-] days.

The corpse was highly decomposed, with no signs of poisoning, multiple stab wounds, stab wounds, foreign objects in the deceased's abdominal cavity, which were forcibly inserted by the murderer through the lower body, the intestinal tube ruptured, and the abdominal cavity was opened and multiple organs flowed out...

Wan Yan didn't look at it later, this is not what people do, nor is it the result that people can bear.

Thinking of what Shang Wenli had experienced before her death, Wan Yan felt as if a knife was piercing her heart.

The servants of the Tongshan government went to the inner hall one after another, and Wan Yan was a little moved when she saw the people dragging their heavy steps and still not changing their determination to solve the case.

As the adults said, if we all work together, we will definitely catch the murderer.

After a stick of incense, Wan Yan decided to go back to the Painting and Calligraphy Studio.

Today, the newly purchased painting scrolls of Calligraphy and Painting Studio arrived. It is the master's inheritance. Shopkeeper Xu has been busy all day alone, and Wan Yan feels a little sorry.

So Xiao Shitou got into the carriage, and the two of them rushed to the calligraphy and painting studio.

When I turned onto Tongshan Street, the sun was setting.

There were still people coming and going on the street. When passing by the bulletin board, Wan Yan saw Lu Mingyu's portrait upright posted there, and four or five people gathered in front of the portrait were talking in low voices.

Thinking of something, Wan Yan stretched her neck and asked Little Shitou, "Shitou, I forgot to ask my lord just now. You stayed in the government office all day. After the portrait was posted, did anyone come to provide clues?"

"Yes, but it's useless. My lord was not in the government office before noon, but was received by the government servants on duty. I heard that it was useless."

"Hey, I occasionally think, if Miss Lu was left behind in our calligraphy and painting studio, wouldn't these things happen?"

Xiao Shitou shook his head and disagreed with Wan Yan's statement, "Sister, you are kind, but you can't think that way, there will be other people besides Miss Lu, life is hard to guard against."

The little man talks about the big truth, clearly and logically.

Wan Yan asked, "Shitou, do you think good people will be rewarded? Or will evil people be brought to justice?"

"Of course it's the second one. Elder sister, haven't you heard a sentence? If you do unrighteous actions, you will die. We, of course, cannot guarantee that we will be able to live as good people, but we must not be evil people."

The principle of small stones is the same as that of adults.

Wan Yan looked at the dazzling sunset and smiled, "My lord also firmly believes that we will be able to catch the murderer."

"What? Sister, do you doubt your lord?" Xiao Shitou showed a posture of protecting his weaknesses, "It shouldn't be, your lord is wise and powerful. In my heart, no difficulty can trouble your lord."

Xiao Shitou arrogantly continued, "I think so. For example, in our Niuzhuang, there are rumors, but time will tell everything, and the murderer is the same. He can't escape the first day of the new year, but he will be caught sooner or later."

With the belief of winning, Wan Yan was in a good mood when she walked into Qingyang Painting and Calligraphy Studio.

Shopkeeper Xu saw her walking in with Xiao Shitou, and he was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, "I'm looking forward to you two coming."

Wan Yan pursed her lips, "It seems that I came here at the right time. Today I walked a lot with Aunt Lu. I wanted to stay in the government office, but my heart is not calm. Think about it and come."

Shopkeeper Xu saw Wan Yan's tired face, and asked worriedly, "Aunt Lu? Who is that? You were called away by Detective Nie early in the morning, and you've been busy until now?"

"No, guess what I did today?"

Shopkeeper Xu shook his head.

"Aunt Lu is Miss Lu's mother. I drew a portrait of Miss Lu and posted it, and I went to some places with my aunt, and walked around a lot."

"Any clues?"

"Someone saw Miss Lu five days ago."

"That's great. It's really worrying to say that this girl is missing. Wan Yan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. As long as you walk into the Painting and Calligraphy Studio and smell the fragrance of ink, you will definitely feel calm."

Xiao Shitou took advantage of the situation and lay down on the scroll, nodding frequently in agreement with Wan Yan's remarks.

"Well, our newly purchased scrolls have arrived. We need to reframe a lot of paintings. You are here, shall we start?"

"Go for it!" Wan Yan and Xiao Shitou agreed in unison.

Soon, the three of them worked together in a division of labor and devoted themselves to quiet work.

Time passed quietly, and it was already dark outside the window, only a glimmer of light projected by the windbreak lamps on both sides of the street.

Wan Yan rubbed her sore eyes and raised her head.

Xiao Shitou and Shopkeeper Xu went to the backyard to sort out the mounted scrolls, Wan Yan rubbed her shoulders and arms, and walked to the window.

A figure flashed past, followed by laughter, and Wan Yan was startled.

Looking again, Fan was standing against the wall with a smile on his face.

Wan Yan wanted to close the window, but she was afraid of irritating Fan.

From the corner of the eye, she sneaked a glance at the door, which was closed tightly, Wan Yan felt relieved.

Fan Shi stared at Wan Yan, and his feet gradually approached Wan Yan's direction. Fan Shi, who was still at the base of the wall a moment ago, had already rushed under the window of the calligraphy and painting studio in the blink of an eye.

The two looked at each other. Today, for the first time, Fan combed her hair in a bun, and when she was not grinning, she was a dignified woman.

Wan Yan couldn't believe that this was Fan's. She was wearing a light flowered myrobalan dress, and she was so clean that she looked like a different person from before.

Is this still Fan Crazy?
Wan Yan looked at Fan carefully, a little shocked, Fan seemed to understand what Wan Yan was thinking, leaned in front of her, and whispered through the window, "I'm not stupid, Miss Wanyan, I'm not a fool."

Wan Yan felt a chill down her spine.

Fan's eyebrows were lowered and she smiled, pointing in the direction of the street, "I've seen that girl before."

Wan Yan was startled, "Which girl?"

"The girl you painted, look at me and I know you painted the portrait, do you think I'm stupid?" With a smile on her face, Fan stared straight at Wan Yan, the candlelight dancing on her face , Fan's eyes are clear.

Wan Yan's heart beat like a drum.

"Do you know where that girl is now?" Fan grinned.

"You know?" Wan Yan asked back.

"Of course." Fan lowered his eyebrows and covered his mouth.

Wan Yan was shocked.

"Where is she?"

"Come with me, I'll take you to find her." After Fan Shi finished speaking, she turned and looked at Wan Yan, "Come, trust me! She's right ahead, it's too late."

The moon climbed up, the windows of Qingyang Painting and Calligraphy Studio were open, a gust of wind blew past, and the painting paper rustled.

When shopkeeper Xu and Xiao Shitou returned to the main hall, they found that Wan Yan had disappeared...

(End of this chapter)