A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 20 020 Restaurant Case (3)

Yeats pondered, "Today, people from Dali Temple came here to eat and booked a private room temporarily. The murderer probably didn't expect someone to accept this murder case so soon. Originally, I don't know what he wanted to do with the murder weapon, but Dali Temple started handling the case so quickly, and the hot murder weapon will definitely be disposed of quickly..."

Everyone was waiting for her answer.

Yeats raised his head slightly, contemplating.

Pei Jingning's eyes fell on his straight and thin shoulders.

Suddenly, Yeats said: "As the waiter serving the private room, it's normal to go downstairs and bring a few plates of leftovers!"

"Ye Pingshi means that he hid the murder weapon in the leftovers and took it to the back kitchen?" Lu Si followed his train of thought to analyze.

Yeats nodded.

"All the swill buckets have been overturned, and the sewers have been salvaged, but they were not found." Lu Sizhi asked, "Could it be thrown into the well?"

A Butou replied: "Teng Butou has arranged for someone to go down the well."

After a while, someone came back to Rin, "Return to your lord, I didn't get it."

Chen Siliang, who was being held aside, showed complacent eyes.

Yeats caught his gaze, "Where is the place that is fast and smooth but hard to think of?"

Pei Jingning glanced between Yeats and the murderer.

"You don't want to find it in your life." Chen Siliang was fierce and arrogant.

All the arresters looked at Mr. Pei one after another, waiting for his instructions.

Pei Jingning stood with his hands behind his back, calm and leisurely, not at all worried that he would not find the murder weapon.

Yeats didn't show it on the face, his brain was running at high speed, and he suddenly thought of a certain place, and asked and answered in a slow voice, "Is there any place that is easier to destroy evidence than the stove?"

Chen Si'er's face twisted in an instant, and he opened his mouth to scold, "Bi, did you stand outside and peek when I killed someone, didn't you?"

Yeats quietly glanced at Pei Jingning, his eyes were caught by someone, and he smiled again, "Master... my lord, I like to read story books, especially this kind of murderer and arsonist. I read a lot, so..."

Pei Jingning smiled but wasn't smiling.

Guilty, Yeats stopped talking.

When Teng was hunting for the murder weapon, Lu Sizhi was not idle, and led his men to investigate the identity of the deceased. It stands to reason that the drinkers who can go to this kind of restaurant to eat usually have servants or coachmen.

"Let the two of you in."

Two men in their twenties in servant uniforms asked tremblingly, "May I ask what happened?"

Lu Si asked directly: "You two..."

"We have an appointment with the master, and we will pick it up at the end of the day." After finishing speaking, he looked at the drinker who was surrounded by the arrester, and looked around, but he didn't seem to see his master, "Where is the guest in the listening room on the second floor?"

When everyone heard it, their eyes shot at them.

The two shrink back in fright.

After a while, the identities of the two deceased in Yujian were revealed. One was Wang Min, the concubine son of Wang's family, a member of the household department, and the other was Zhu Lipo, a grain merchant from Yunzhou.

Soon, Teng Baotou found the murder weapon, "My lord—" He held a two-finger-long pointed single-edged dagger with both hands. After all, the fire temperature in the stove was not too high, and the burnt ash on it was wiped off, and the dagger was intact.

Pei Jingning nodded, "Lu Sizhi, hurry up and deal with the scene, and the relevant personnel will bring it back to cooperate with the investigation."

"Yes, my lord."

Chen Siliang was arrested and taken away quickly. Yan Yuzuo and Teng Butou transported the bodies of the two victims away. Lu Sizhi took the civil servants and told the restaurant and all the drinkers who witnessed the case tonight, "Before the case is completed, you must not speak nonsense. If there are rumors that are not conducive to the case, you will be dealt with as a crime of mishandling Dali Temple's handling of the case."

Everyone was scared like quail.

It is estimated that the scene of the crime was not cleaned up until twelve o'clock.

Yeats was like a shining star in the sky tonight, everyone was very polite when they went back, and wanted to take him along, "You are welcome, I have a little donkey, everyone, please—"

Ye Pingshi did not feel arrogant because of his performance tonight, he was still smiling and humble as before.

Teng Chong still insisted, but Yeats pushed him away on the grounds that it was not on the way. She took the bridle of the little donkey from the second hand, led it to the side of the street, grabbed the little donkey's neck and climbed up the donkey's back. As a result, it lost its temper and kept moving its feet, refusing to let Yeats climb up.

"Good man, don't be angry, do you think I want to work overtime? I also want to go home and sleep, but no one's life is at stake, right, you also have to understand how difficult it is for the master, be good, I'll give you soybean pancakes tomorrow..."

While coaxing the little donkey, Yeats climbed up on all fours.

puff!

There seemed to be laughter, and Yeats looked to the side. Mr. Pei was standing on the curb at some point, and the guards beside him were covering their mouths and their smiles were not blocked.

Yeats's movements of climbing the little donkey have always been indecent, embarrassing, his little face blushed, and he quickly turned around and saluted, "My lord—"

In the night, the lanterns at the entrance of the restaurant were dim, and the man's slender figure was half-shadowed, but he couldn't hide his elegance and dignity. Standing there, he felt a natural coldness. Looking at him from a distance, his expression was gentle and indifferent.

A luxurious carriage drove up from the street, Pei Jingning stepped into the carriage, and after sitting firmly, said to him, "Get in the carriage."

Yeats hastily cupped his hands again, "Don't trouble your lord, the little one has a donkey."

"Come up and talk about the restaurant case."

"My lord, the little ones... are all fools..."

"Is it really nonsense?"

"I..." Yeats touched her nose habitually, and her little gesture of guilty conscience was quite typical.

Pei Jingning leaned back against the carriage, her long legs were half stretched, and she looked like a relaxed smile that was not a smile.

This look happened twice tonight.

"Then my little donkey..." She made the last struggle, this is her precious asset at present, it cost several taels to buy it!
Bai Lang came over to take the reins from Yeats's hand without a good voice, "Pingshi Ye, please—" He glanced at the guy very dissatisfied, it's only been a while, and he's already got into the master's carriage.

Really wicked!

Yeats had no choice but to get on the carriage.

After getting in the car, Pei Jingning did ask a lot about the restaurant case, but they were all things she had already guessed at the scene of the crime, and asked her how she came to these conclusions.

"Of course it's Yan Wu's autopsy report and Lu Sizhi's on-site inspection." Yeats replied seriously.

"Why do you conclude that you are a hired murderer?"

"Based on...intuition." Yeats almost said experience.

In her previous life, she not only worked on the front line for nearly ten years, but also learned a lot from outstanding seniors and many cases at home and abroad. For a crime scene, as long as the autopsy and the scene are not falsified, the accuracy rate of her criminal profiling can reach more than 80.00%.

In most cases, the entanglement between hatred and interests must have the emotion of venting hatred. Tonight, the heart that was pulled out was stabbed five times with almost the same force, and there was no emotion at all. Only when the murderer had no interest entanglement with the deceased would he kill a person like a mission. She was basically sure that it was a hired murderer.

Pei Jingning remained indifferent the whole time, showing no emotion.

Yeats didn't care whether he believed it or not, as long as he could catch the murderer, the rest didn't matter.

What Yeats didn't expect was that the boss actually sent him to the entrance of the alley. Although she had been there last time, it always made her feel weird.

"Thank you, Mr. Pei—" Yeats quickly jumped off the carriage to salute.

Pei Jingning glanced at him meaningfully, put down the curtain, and left.

The big brother's carriage disappeared into the night, Yeats shuddered, this guy pays so much attention to her, will the matter of disguised as a man be found out?

(End of this chapter)