A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 226 226 Beauty Case (6)

Yeats reminded: "Everyone, continue the investigation tomorrow. Although I said the murderer is a man who looks like a weak scholar, he is not bookish at all. He is just thin and tall."

Zhao Bai couldn't help but smile, "Master Ye, according to what you said, wouldn't the murderer be Xiao Quanzi?"

Everyone was stunned and looked at Yang Fuquan.

Yang Fuquan jumped angrily, "I'm not a scumbag, I'm not..."

The young man's little face turned red with anger.

Haha ...

Everyone laughed in unison.

Although he didn't know who the murderer was, the general outline given by Yeats had narrowed the scope of the investigation to a great extent. Logically speaking, he should be able to find it soon, but Teng Chong asked the five-city military commander No one could help but find the thin, tall, handsome man described by Yeats.

"Isn't it really Xiao Quanzi?"

After searching the entire capital for three days and three nights, nothing was found. Teng Chong was still in the mood to joke.

Yang Fuquan snorted, turned his head, and ignored them.

Zhang Jin had a sad face, "I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find that little girl. Could it be that she was killed?"

When Zhao Bai saw Yeats didn't respond, he continued: "There must be a corpse."

"But she hasn't been found to have left the capital. This is really weird." He sighed and sat aside.

Teng Chong said, "I took thousands of troops from the Military and Horse Division and even lined up the waiters, but I couldn't find a thin, tall and handsome man who looked at the servants but didn't look bookish."

There were so many people in the Military and Horse Division, so the commotion was quite big.

Several people looked at Yeats together.

Zhang Jin and Teng Chong worked together to find the murderer and the deceased's personal maid, but found nothing.

Yeats was sitting at her workstation, touching her chin with her hand. She was obviously a woman without a beard, but for some reason she always liked to touch her chin.

For a moment, the small office room was silent.

Zhao Bai pursed his lips slightly and said, "The people you are looking for are commoners. Maybe he is a kid from a rich family?"

Teng Chong was stunned, "Hey, it's true." He looked at Ye Zhi, "Brother Ye, you didn't say whether he was an ordinary man or a rich man."

Yeats smiled slightly and said, "You are searching in the right direction. This person is an ordinary person."

"Then..." In the Wei Dynasty, Teng Chong's admiration and trust for Yeats was second to none, and no one dared to say first.

He stared at Yeats with a good look, as if her slight expression could tell something.

"You even checked the waiter?"

Teng Chong nodded.

Yeats touched her chin again, scraping her chin again and again with her thumb... Suddenly, her thumb stopped, "Perhaps by searching for the lanky man, you can find where the personal girl is."

She got up and walked out quickly.

Teng Chong strode after him, "Brother Ye, why are you going?"

"Go find Ji Shuhuai." Yeats was as far away from their sight as a gust of wind.

Teng Chong was surprised, "Didn't Brother Ye say that Ji Shuhuai was not the murderer? After thinking about it, do you think he is?"

Zhao Bai looked at the retreating figure and turned around, "Brother Ye said that the person named Ji is not a murderer, so he is not."

There were people who believed in Yeats more than Teng Chong. For a moment, Teng Chong didn't know whether he was willing to take second place or... Of course, he chased after him to see what happened. He patted his head and was swept away like a gust of wind.

Zhao Bai, Qin Dachuan and others saw them running away and quickly followed them.They are a small group of the Ye family.

Two days ago, the relevant personnel who were taken to Dali Temple were released after taking notes. There are currently no suspects in this case, so no one has been detained.

The only daughter of the Yin family was killed, and the entire Yin family fell into a state of despair, relying entirely on a future son-in-law, Ji Shuhuai, to take care of it.

Yeats found Ji Shuhuai in the shopkeeper's room of the big shop.

When he saw Yeats, he looked on with disgust and cold eyes, "I heard that more than 1000 people searched for the murderer but could not find it. Master Ye still thinks that I am the most like him. Is he going to capture me and take me to Dali Temple to make up for it?"

Yeats was so hot from running that he fanned himself with his hands while looking at the account books in Duobao Pavilion. He walked to a certain book and was about to open it, but Ji Shuhuai reached out to block it, "Sir, this is the secret of Yinji's shop. , others are not allowed to read it at will."

Teng Chong drew his sword and said coldly, "How dare you, Dali Temple is handling the case, you dare to stop me?"

Ji Shuhuai's chest puffed up, as if he was ready to chop or kill him.

Teng Chong was so angry that he was about to attack with his sword, but Yeats stretched out his hand to stop him, "Teng, Mr. Teng, I'll check some things with Accountant Ji. You and your brothers will guard the door."

Teng Chong glared, sheathed his sword, turned around and stood at the door of the accounting room.

Yeats put one hand behind his back and said with the other, "Shopkeeper Ji, please take a seat..."

Ji Shuhuai didn't move, wondering what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd.

Yeats smiled slightly, "Since you don't want to sit down, I'll get straight to the point."

Ji Shuhuai's snort was obvious and everyone heard it.

Yeats acted as if he didn't hear anything, walked slowly for two steps, and said quietly, "Counter Ji has seen that man, right?"

Ji Shuhuai's expression changed.

Yeats didn't hear the movement behind him, turned his head, smiled at him, and asked him if he was right?
Teng Chong stood at the door, and of course he heard clearly. Only then did he understand why Xiaodi Ye came. Sure enough... the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and he knew that Xiaodi Ye would not be mistaken.

Ji Shuhuai didn't answer.

Yeats turned around and took two more steps towards his desk, "What made you meet this man?"

Ji Shuhuai lowered his eyelids, as if Yeats was not talking to him.

Yeats picked up a pen on his desk, studied it, and said, "Because this man borrowed money from Yin Su Niang. Yin Su Niang had no money, but she knew that whether she asked for this money from her mother or her father, it would be better to ask for it from her mother or father." You borrowed it quickly and conveniently.”

Veins appeared faintly on the back of Ji Shuhuai's hand at his side.

Teng Chong and Zhao Bai, who were standing at the door, both noticed this detail. They looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course Yeats also noticed it, but she seemed oblivious to it, "In the eyes of outsiders, Accountant Ji does not seem to like Miss Yin, but according to my opinion, on the contrary, Accountant Ji loves Miss Yin more than any other man in the world." .”

Ji Shuhuai suddenly raised his head and looked at Yeats in shock.

"Am I right? Ji Xiucai?"

"you you……"

"You want to ask me how I know, right?" Yeats sighed, "Many women always complain about why no one loves them, but sometimes the person they love deeply is right in front of them, but they don't know it."

Ji Shuhuai's shocked eyes tried his best to hold back, hiding his pain for the dead little lady.

"Do you know why she didn't know?"

This is what Ji Shuhuai wanted to know, and he stared at Yeats closely.

"Because you don't express it at all. If you don't say it or show it, how can the little lady know your affection for her?" Yeats hated the emotions hidden in the hearts of men in heaven. "So, now I understand why that scumbag Will you succeed?"

As if someone had opened a scar, Ji Shuhuai was heartbroken beyond words, "I...haven't done enough? In order to take care of her and let her live a good life, I, my only son, gave up my mother's surname and moved into the Yin family. Don’t these still touch her heart?”

(End of this chapter)