A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 5: A Lie in a Lie (3)

Chapter 5: A Lie in a Lie (3)

When Teng Chong took Yeats to Hu Yide's ex-wife's house, several members of the family fell ill, and squatted at the door with their heads in their arms.

Hu Yide's eldest son knelt down when he saw Teng Chong, "My lord, I beg you, my lord, let my father die in peace!"

A young man in his 20s burst into tears.

Teng Chong was also helpless, "The case is gone, and Teng can't make the decision."

A young lady knelt down in front of Yeats, "My lord... my lord, my father must have been killed by that vixen. Really, go and investigate, she must be the murderer."

Yeats helped her up, "My lady, where is your mother?"

"My mother heard that my father died, and she hasn't run out of rice water for three days."

"Take me to meet your mother."

The young lady wiped her tears and brought Yeats indoors, "Mother...mother..." threw herself on the bed and cried on the middle-aged woman.

Feeling the breath of a stranger, the middle-aged woman opened her eyes, "Have you found the murderer of my husband?"

A family is sad.

Yeats walked up to the woman, held her hand with both hands, "Don't eat or drink, isn't it just like the murderer wants?"

"Concubine..." The middle-aged woman was weak.

Yeats bowed his head and smiled, "Believe me, within two days, Dali Temple will catch the murderer."

"Really...Really?" The middle-aged woman's eyes lit up.

Yeats nodded, "I just want to ask my aunt, what kind of person is your husband?"

"He..." The dying woman smiled, "He is hardworking, capable, and kind. He will be my husband in this life and the next."

Yeats shook hands vigorously, "Auntie, believe me, God will never treat a good person lightly, and will never let a bad person go."

Being given hope, the middle-aged woman coughed violently, "I...I want to drink water..." The will to survive came up.

Her daughter was ecstatic, "Mother... mother..." cried happily, and quickly picked her up to give her water.

Yeats left the bedroom.

The young man followed Teng and Ye.

Yeats only asked, "How did your father and your mother meet?"

The young man thought that Yeats suspected his mother was the murderer, and his head fell to the ground, "My lord...My lord, although my father divorced my mother, my mother never complained to him, she can't kill my father."

Yeats shook his head: "I didn't say your mother was the murderer."

"This……"

Teng Chong was impatient, and shouted, "If you tell me, just say it."

"Yes, yes." The young man had no choice but to say, "My mother came to the capital from famine, she passed out in front of my father's small shop, and then they..."

Yeats nodded, "I will go to Dali Temple to pull people in three days."

"..." The young man was stunned, and he knelt and sent Teng Ye and the others away.

After leaving the alley, Teng Zi was puzzled, "Is this the end of the inquiry?"

Yeats nodded.

"But you didn't ask anything. Instead, you agreed to ask people to go to Dali Temple to raise people. I'm afraid that Lu Sicheng would not dare to say that." Teng Chong looked depressed.

Yeats smiled slightly, "Hu Yide has two shops, right?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Teng Chong was puzzled, "I have asked all the shopkeepers and buddies inside, and there is no useful information."

Yeats glanced at him, "Lead the way."

"..." Now it was Teng Chongmeng's turn.

Two hours later, I inquired about a trivial matter at Hu Yide's grain and oil store, "After being reminded by the lord, a woman fainted in front of the store half a month ago. That day, the boss happened to come to check the store, and asked the waiter to give her steamed buns when she went out."

Yeats went to the study shop to buy paper, and the Meidai shop bought black brushes, and while listening to the clerk's narration, he drew a woman who fainted.

After imaging, the guy was shocked, "Oh my god, it's exactly the same."

Yeats said to Teng Chong, "With a radius of three streets, Tete is a small courtyard that is only rented for one month."

The murderer was a woman?Teng Chong didn't believe it, but he acted immediately. Two hours later, the woman in the portrait was found, and a young man who lived with her was arrested by him.

"What are you looking at me for?" It was getting late, Yeats patted his sleeves and prepared to go home.

No trial?Teng Chong almost blurted out, but suddenly realized that Yeats was nothing.

"Then...then I'll go back to Dali Temple first."

Yeats parted ways with Teng Chong and others.

Teng Chong's subordinate——Zhang Jin leaned closer to the boss's ear, "Boss, he's nothing, but he didn't refuse to call him 'Master', as if he was an official before, why does he feel a bit like the black and white impermanence of catching ghosts?"

Teng Chong was stunned by what he said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry back and have Mr. Lu interrogate, otherwise how can he be mentioned in three days."

At the end of April, the evening wind blows.

Yeats walked unhurriedly on the street alone, looking at the scenery while walking. Dali Temple will not interrogate people tonight, and the interrogation will be fast tomorrow morning.

Seeing snack sellers stop to buy a few pennies, and eat while walking, sweet but not greasy, salty and delicious, without additives, Yeats squinted his eyes and enjoyed it contentedly, like a cat.

Hey, there is a carriage passing by.

Yeats avoided the side, turned his head to look at the cloth front blown by the evening wind——Su Ji Xiaojiu, rustling in the twilight, with a kind of ethereal and quiet beauty.

"Call-"

The carriage stopped unexpectedly.

The last ray of light in the twilight was projected from the high wall, and a young master came out of the carriage.

He is dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, tall and tall, with a picturesque face. He has a natural coldness when he walks. Looking at him from afar, he looks young and noble.

The expression is gentle and indifferent.

Feel someone watching him.

Pei Jingning turned her head.

On the long street, the lanterns in front of the shops are lit sequentially, extending one by one, dotted with stars, as if there is no end.

In an instant, the eyes of the two met in the dim light.

I met Pei Shizi who smashed her inkstone in front of the Fuma Mansion. I had a quick glance that day, but I didn't expect to meet him again today. She is such a classic beauty. Yeats sighed, she is really beautiful!
Why is this guy looking so wretched?

Pei Jingning frowned.

Not only was he extorting money, he was also waiting in the tavern where the eldest son often came. Bai Lang felt disgusted, and just about to stretch out his arms to scold him, the thin ghost turned around and left, making him unable to get up and down.

Couldn't help shouting, but was stopped by Pei Jingning.

"My lord, this guy is not thinking right."

Pei Jingning glanced at the thin back, then turned to look at Suji Bistro, and walked into the pub.

On the second day, set up a stall with Ye Su in the morning, and continue to go to the bookstore in the afternoon.

When Teng Chong found Yeats, she was flipping through the newspaper and said in a hurry: "The two people caught yesterday said that the deceased Hu Yide seduced the woman, and raped the woman in the small courtyard they rented. The man smashed it when he came back."

"So that's how Hu Yide got his injuries?"

Teng Chong nodded, "They said they killed him by mistake."

"Have you found the beating club?"

"I found it, in the rented yard." Teng Chong said, "But the rattan was not found."

Yeats closed the residence newspaper and smiled slightly, "Of course the rattan is not in the small rented courtyard."

"Then... where is that?"

(End of this chapter)

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