A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Yeats's treat was not a big banquet. She booked three tables in an ordinary street in the capital, including Yeats's small group and a group of police officers, as well as the military officials from the five cities who often helped.

The Five Cities Military and Horse Command Department, that is, the five-city military and horse command departments in the central, east, west, south, and north cities, is responsible for patrolling thieves in central Beijing, clearing streets, ditches, prisoners, and fire bans. In fact, they are even more advanced than Dali Temple. They come into contact with the cases in one step, because they work in several shifts every day. Many cases are discovered by them first, and then they report them to Jingzhao Yin or Dali Temple.

The group of people exchanged cups and ate until the end of Xu Shi when they came out of the restaurant.

Pei Jingning's carriage stopped opposite the small restaurant. He saw a group of people coming out. Bai Lang was holding a knife in his hand and was about to cross the street. Suddenly, a military patrol officer hurried to the opposite side. When he saw Official Lu, he shouted, "Boss..." Boss...it’s not good, he’s dead behind Qingzhu Lane!”

Li Li turned his head, looked at Yeats and Teng Chong, and said helplessly, "Fortunately, we haven't separated yet, so I don't have to look for you again."

Teng Chong had already seen the carriage opposite and looked at Yeats.

Yeats had no choice but to give everyone a calm look and walked towards the carriage across the street.

After a while, Yeats arrived in front of the carriage, bowed his hands and saluted, "My lord——"

Pei Jingning opened the corner of the curtain and stretched out his hand to pull people into the carriage. Yeats avoided it and smiled helplessly, "Did you hear it just now?"

He is not deaf, so how could he not hear, "The capital is so big and there are many cases every day, do you have to do it yourself?"

"But isn't this a coincidence?"

Pei Jingning stroked his forehead, trying to make the little lady relax, but why did he happen to her!
"Sir, how about you go back first?"

He put down his hand, looked at her, stood up and got out of the carriage.

Yeats felt sorry and took a step forward: "Sir, I will go with them for a routine visit. You go back first."

"You want me to stay awake tonight?" Pei Jingning stood in front of him, reaching out and touching the top of his hair, "Hurry up."

Unable to persuade Mr. Shaoqing, Yeats had no choice but to tighten his grip and turned to look at Teng Tou and the others.

The group of people had already crossed the street and saluted Pei Jingning one after another, "Sir——"

Pei Jingning hummed and looked at Lu Limu, "Hurry up and let your men lead the way."

"Yes, my lord."

The little patrolman who ran over in surprise noticed Pei Shaoqing's carriage and was so frightened that he knelt down and saluted. However, Pei Jingning's eyes stopped him and Yeats said, "Brother, please lead the way."

"Oh..." The patrolman quickly led the people to the entrance of the alley they just came out of. After turning two corners, a small night market-like street appeared in everyone's eyes.

Due to a murder case in the busy night market, many people abandoned their business and gathered together, not even daring to speak loudly. The whole street seemed very quiet.

When I saw the patrol officer bringing 30 people over, they all spontaneously moved out of the way.

Looking through the out of the way, I saw a pair of hands standing on the edge of a square box where garbage was placed at the corner of an alley, standing upright like chicken claws, very penetrating.

Yeats stepped forward and asked, "Who discovered it?"

Official Lu looked at the patrol officer who was yelling just now, "What about you?"

The patrol officer replied: "There are no people in this small street during the day. It is mainly for the evening market. From the evening to the end of Haishi, the wooden frame at the corner is used by the vendors to put food remnants or other garbage. In the beginning, , everyone was doing business naked, and no one paid attention to the garbage box. It was not until a vendor finished his business and put the last garbage in that he discovered that there was a dead body inside, and I was scared to death."

Yeats looked at the deceased in the garbage box, "Do you know him?"