The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 12 Murder Case
When Xie Daozhi saw this situation, there was nothing he didn't understand in his heart.

"The rest of you, please get out."

"Yes!"

Everyone exited as if fleeing. Before they could get far, they heard a roar in the yard——

"Say!"

"Small... small..."

Lao Wang's head and body were shaking like a sieve, "Young man, I've seen these two before."

Xie Daoyi slumped down in the chair, his whole body like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Yan Sanhe glanced at Xie Daozhi, walked to Lao Wangtou, and squatted down.

"Tell me everything in detail, and maybe I can beg you for mercy. Otherwise, you would be kicked out at your age and you wouldn't even have a place to stay. It would be very miserable."

Lao Wangtou looked at the face in front of him and wiped away his tears.

"They, they came to the door in the evening. The child's face was sallow and sallow, and it looked like he was sick. The man was a little younger than the picture, and his clothes were weird."

"and then?"

"They had letters in their hands, saying yes, saying they were looking for the master, I...I..."

Lao Wangtou glanced at Xie Daozhi in fear, "I didn't dare to let them in!"

That's it!

Yan Sanhe stood up and looked at Xie Daozhi coldly: "What else do you have to say?"

Xie Daozhisha's face was pale and his chest was heaving. He suddenly stood up and rushed over, raising his leg and kicking him.

"You don't even report the news, but you shut people out. Who gave you the courage to do so? I thanked you for your wisdom, but it was all ruined by you."

Lao Wang's head was kicked directly to the ground, and he screamed twice, crying: "Master forgot, it was you who told me not to open the door!"

"What did you say?"

Xie Daozhi was stunned and grabbed his front, "Say it again, say it to me again!"

"July sixteenth."

Lao Wang's cloudy head and eyes suddenly widened, "Master, it's July [-]th, the eighth year of Yonghe. I, how dare I open the door? How dare I!"

"..."

Xie Daozhi's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his eyes almost burst out of their sockets.

July sixteenth!

It’s July [-]th!
No wonder he was put in jail by the police.Xie Daozhi let go of his hand in despair and staggered back a few steps. His whole figure seemed to have aged several years.

Yan Sanhe's eyes turned cold, "What happened on July [-]th in Yongheba?"

"Oh, my aunt!"

Manager Xie's face was full of horror, "Don't ask about this."

"Why can't you ask?"

Yan Sanhe looked at him closely, "What bad things did Mr. Xie do that we can't ask?"

"you……"

Manager Xie felt like he was being driven crazy. He turned his head and looked for his backbone, "Master, look..."

Xie Daozhi looked past him and looked at Yan Sanhe steadily for a long time.

"Thank you, Manager."

"master?"

"Take Lao Wangtou down, and you will personally guard the gate of the courtyard. No one is allowed to get even half a step closer."

"Yes!"

As soon as the door closed, the courtyard became empty.

Xie Daozhi took a deep breath and said, "Yan Sanhe, this can only be said to be a mistake!"

"What kind of coincidence?"

"On the Hungry Ghost Festival in the eighth year of Yonghe, a shocking crime occurred in the four alleys of the capital. The residence of former armed guard general Zheng Yu was massacred overnight."

Xie Daozhi said in a heavy tone: "Except for the veteran general and his four personal guards who went on the expedition, the remaining 180 people of the Zheng family all died tragically."

Yan Sanhe's eyebrows suddenly jumped.

"This case alarmed the imperial court, and the emperor was furious. He ordered the Jin Yiwei, the Ministry of Punishment, the Dali Temple, and the Supervisory Office to join forces to conduct a thorough investigation. For a time, there was a tremor in Beijing and everyone was in danger."

Xie Daozhi's eyes flickered a few times.

"As an important minister of the cabinet, I was called into the palace by the emperor. Before leaving, I told my wife and Manager Xie to close the four doors. No one is allowed to go out, and no one is allowed to enter. I will wait until I come back from the palace."

"why?"

Yan Sanhe's voice was cold.

(End of this chapter)