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Chapter 7 Each has a vest
Men are seductive.Yan Wanwan swallowed quietly, warned herself once in her heart, and then walked over to sit across the table from Yan Zheng.

"I don't know what my lady's taste is. The kitchen cooks breakfast according to my preference. I usually eat a light diet, so I don't know if it suits my lady's appetite."

Yan Wanwan took a closer look, and found that fish porridge, Yangchun noodles, jade dumplings, and assorted tofu stew were all Jiangnan flavors.

Yan Wanwan suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at him, Yan Zheng smiled and said, "I followed my father to do business abroad, lived in Jiangnan for a while, and fell in love with the taste there, if the lady is not used to it..."

"I also grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, and I only came to Beijing last year." As Yan Wanwan said, she picked up the porridge bowl in front of her, took a mouthful, and said, "It's delicious!"

Yan Zheng laughed when he saw this, and picked up another bowl of porridge, "It's good that the lady likes it. However, I didn't know that the lady is from Jiangnan, and your Shangjing accent is very authentic."

"You must be talented!" Yan Wanwan responded with a smile.

Yan Zheng smiled, but said nothing, the two of them silently lowered their heads and drank their porridge.

Raising his eyes, Yan Zheng inadvertently caught a glimpse of the person who was poking his head at the door, so he put down the porridge bowl and said, "Miss, drink slowly, there is still something to do in the academy, I'll go first."

Yan Wanwan nodded, Yan Zheng left, and left with the entourage at the door who looked like a bookboy.

As soon as he walked out the door, Yan Zheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Yan Wanwan finished her breakfast in a leisurely manner, then tidied up in satisfaction, and went out to the Chunzhi Pavilion in Fangnan.

Only when she reached the base of the wall of Chunzhi Pavilion, her footsteps stopped suddenly, and she suddenly raised her head to look over her head.

A banyan tree by the courtyard wall had luxuriant branches, and the branches slanted to the outside of the wall. Outside the wall was an alley, which was where Yan Wanwan was standing at this time.Two steps further is the main street, which is really a quiet place in the midst of the hustle and bustle.I don’t know who was mischievous, but actually hung a small bell among the luxuriant branches and leaves. The thread is thin, and the bell is also a small one. The crowd was so loud that it was almost drowned out.

Yan Wanwan lowered her head, lowered her eyes, and at the same time spun her heels, turned around and walked, with her back to the Chunzhi Pavilion, which was close at hand, and gradually drifted away.

The mortuary was built in the shade, and because of the psychological effect, there is a feeling of chills when you walk in, but at this time, the people in the mortuary are used to seeing life and death, not to mention just looking at the corpse, it is here In the mortuary, while facing the corpse while eating, they can also keep their faces unchanged.

The corpse had already been presented at this time, and was being flipped through by a pair of slender, thin hands with well-defined knuckles. Wu Zuo stood aside with his arms folded, and explained concisely, "It is true that he died of poisoning. The poison looked the same as before. The poison the two suffer from is the same, as for what kind of poison it is, I really don't know."

"What about that silver needle?" The owner of the hand didn't pause for a moment, turned over the corpse, and compared it with the previous two copies one by one, without the slightest surprise in his eyes. Ruoyi asked in a soft voice despite the calm lake water.

In just half a month, three murder cases, the same way of death, the only difference is the silver needle.So, that's the only clue right now.

"The silver needle was pierced at the Fengchi acupoint. When the poison was already present on the deceased, the needle didn't seem to kill people, but it was saving people. It's just a pity that the poisoning is too deep, and there is no way to recover."

The corpse was closed suddenly, and it was handed back to Zuo Zuo. The owner of the hand, the man wearing an iron falcon mask, turned around abruptly, "It seems that the only way to find out the owner of this silver needle is to find out." .”

"But there is nothing special about this silver needle, so there is no way to find it." The subordinate beside him said softly.

He was speechless for a while, resting his forehead with one hand, his slender fingers tapped lightly on the iron mask irregularly.

In the mortuary, there was a sudden silence.When adults are thinking, no one dares to disturb them.

There was the sound of footsteps, from far to near, the pair of clear eyes behind the mask lit up, the hand holding the forehead was lowered, and a man wearing dark clothes and also wearing a falcon mask entered the mortuary. , clasped his fists and bowed to the man, but he said with shame in his eyes, "My lord, that man is very careful, we can only trace him a few steps away, and there will be no more traces."

Just before coming to the mortuary, in the closed alley, half a shoe print was found on the wall at half a person's height, which should be the toe of a shoe. On such a rainy night, if there was not a piece of dilapidated linoleum on the wall, I'm afraid it would have happened sooner or later. It was washed away, but unfortunately, after all, it was a waste of work.

The man's eyes dimmed slightly, his hands turned upwards, and stretched forward.

The subordinate immediately reacted, and took out a neatly stacked piece of paper from the front of his shirt, with the ink on the back of the paper faintly visible, and offered it with both hands, "My lord, this is the shoe print made by Tuo."

The man unfolded the piece of paper with shoe prints on it and read it hastily, then folded it again and stuffed it back into his sleeve, "Did you find the person you were looking for?"

"Go back to your lord. Those who had contact with the three deceased have been brought back. They have been detained separately and are being questioned one by one."

"Hmm." The man nodded thoughtfully, "Let's go! Let's take a look too." As he spoke, he strode forward.There is wind in the tunnel, and it feels cold when it blows in. He lifts up the black cloak behind the man and flaunts it. The eagle embroidered with silver thread on the cloak seems to have spread its wings and is about to take off.

This is the imperial capital of Daning, the most prosperous Shangjing city. Some people are extremely wealthy and grow up in the pile of brocades, and some people struggle to survive every day. In this prosperous place, their lives are not as good as the animals raised by wealthy people.There are also people who stand in the dark and unclear, wander among the loyal and the traitor, and play tricks on the situation.

Inoue Hutong in the east of the city is where rich merchants’ residences gather.

There is a courtyard among the many houses, an ordinary two-entry courtyard, neither big nor small, the location is not good, it is not in the middle of the alley, and it is not eye-catching in the alley.

At this time, it was already bright, but the house was lit with candles, several large lamps, and several lamp sockets, illuminating the room brightly.

There was a middle-aged man wearing a dark uniform, sitting in the Taishi chair, leaning over, squinting his eyes carefully coiling a string of glossy small-leaf red sandalwood in his hand. sound.

Waiting for the soft footsteps from far to near to reach the door, and then the door was gently pushed open, and two figures walked in one after the other, the man turned his head to look at the room amidst the bright light. .

"Master, the girl is here." The first person was a young man with a fair face and a soft voice.

The middle-aged man nodded, his eyes were warm, and with a smile on his face, he looked at Yan Wanwan, who had just put his hair up behind the young man, who had just made up a woman, and said with a light smile, "Here you are?"

"I received a summons from my uncle, so I'm going to come, but I didn't expect my uncle to come in person." Yan Wanwan's almond eyes were slightly curved, and the candlelight was faintly reflected in them, her smile was sparse and flickering.
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