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

Chapter 435 chopped
no problem!

A wry smile appeared on Xie Zhifei's lips.

If they hadn't seen Wu Shunian with their own eyes, and Wu Shunian personally proved his innocence, who would have expected that this case was an unjust, false, and wrongful conviction, and that Wu Guanyue and his son were actually scapegoats.

"Xie Zhifei, Pei Mingting, Li Buyan, Zhu Qing, Huang Qi, Ding Yi."

Yan Sanhe suddenly called their names one by one.

The six people's hearts skipped a beat when she shouted, and they all looked at her.

"If you were the real murderers, how would you set up such a trap? Massacre the Zheng family and then frame the blame on Wu Guanyue and his son?"

Yan Sanhe: "Xie Zhifei, you say it first."

"..."

Xie Zhifei was stunned by the question and couldn't answer it.

Yan Sanhe: "Pei Mingting?"

Pei Xiao looked worried, "How did I know?"

Yan Sanhe: "Li Buyan?"

Li Buyan was too lazy to think, "How about... let me kill someone."

Yan Sanhe: "Zhu Qing?"

Zhu Qing lowered her head and said, "Miss Yan, just think of me as a piece of wood." Please!

Yan Sanhe: "Astragalus?"

Huang Qi shook his head like a rattle.

Ding Yi was so frightened that he quickly hugged his head, squatted on the ground, and pretended to be dead.

One by one... Yan Sanhe sighed and walked up to Xie Zhifei.

Xie Zhifei raised his head and met her eyes.

"If it were me, I would first have to know everything about the war between Hua and Qi, right?"

Xie Zhifei looked at Yan Sanhe blankly for a moment, and then nodded repeatedly as if waking up from a dream.

Must know everything.

Otherwise, how can we treat others in their own way?
"How many people in the world are there who know everything about the war?"

"Everyone who participated in that war, as well as the Ministry of War and some important figures in the DPRK."

"You see, with just this one question, we have narrowed the scope a lot."

Yan Sanhe's eyes were very calm, "The next question is, who among these people has the ability to feed twelve killers."

There seemed to be a strong ray of sunlight piercing into his chaotic mind, causing the blood all over Xie Zhifei's body to surge.

"The next question is, who is so familiar with the culverts buried under the capital?"

"Yan Sanhe!"

While he unconsciously called out the name, he grabbed Yan Sanhe's hand and held it so hard that the veins in his hand popped out one by one.

"Let go of her!"

"Let go of her!"

Two voices on the side shouted out almost at the same time, and their eyes almost straightened, wanting to eat someone.

Pei Xiao: "..." Bastard, I have to chop off your hands for touching my wife!

Li Buyan: "..." Should I chop it now or keep it for a few days?

Xie Zhifei looked down and saw that he was holding Yan Sanhe's hand, and his head buzzed.

How is this going to end?

The Third Master doesn’t know how it will end, but it’s not like the Third Master has never seen the world.

With a handsome face that showed no signs of surprise, he stretched out his other hand, held it, and said frankly:

"Yan Sanhe, you really surprised me."

You surprised me too.

I'm so brave, I dare to touch the goddess's hand!
"Let's go here tonight and have some rest. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Yan Sanhe took out his hand, packed up the three volumes of case files, held them in his arms, said a few words, and walked out of the study calmly.

"Li Buyan, chop off his hand!"

Xie Zhifei: "..."

The rest: “…………”

……

Yan Sanhe was so calm that his face turned red and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

wrong.

The man holding her hand should be stuffed into a crack in the ground.

There are no rules.

In the wing room, Lan Chuan was dozing off against the door. When he heard footsteps, he hurriedly opened his eyelids.

"The girl is back?" Yan Sanhe looked at the sleep mark on one side of her face, "Don't worry about me from now on, just go to bed when you feel sleepy."

"This……"

"obedient."

"Then girl, go to bed early."

Just as Lan Chuan was about to turn around, his eyes suddenly glanced at Yan Sanhe's face: "The girl is sick, why is her face so red?"

"Xiao Lanchuan, if you want the girl to love you in the future, don't ask so many questions and go to sleep!"

Li Buyan picked up Lan Chuan by the scruff of his neck, lifted him out of the door, closed the door, leaned behind the door, and looked at Yan Sanhe with a half-smile.

"why are you laughing?"

Yan Sanhe pointed to the box of mooncakes on the small table, "The fifteen-year-old mooncakes are sixteen yuan. You'd better eat them quickly."

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!
Li Buyan snorted, rushed forward, and fell onto the bed.

……

Another yard.

Little Mr. Pei picked up the quilt and threw it on the imperial concubine, making a strange sound in his nose.

"What are you humming?"

Xie Zhifei walked into the room gloomily, "It's not intentional, just a moment of excitement, do you understand?"

"I haven't seen you excitedly holding my hand?"

"Stay away."

Little Mr. Pei didn't want to pay attention to this person, so he lay down and pulled the quilt over his head. He was so sad!
After being covered for a while and unable to breathe, he simply lifted the quilt.

"Thank you fifty, I'll give you a chance to make up for it."

"What do you mean?"

"Help me lure people away."

"What do you want to do?"

Xie Zhifei's expression suddenly changed and he said angrily: "If you dare to mess around, be careful and I'll beat you up."

"The surname is Xie."

Little Master Pei pointed his fingers at him, with a serious look on his face, "Don't use your dirty head to try to figure out my clean heart."

"Are you still clean? Still have your soul?"

"I want to find Li Buyan to find out."

Little Mr. Pei picked up the square pillow at hand and threw it directly, "You bastard, hurry up and go!"

"Okay, I'll go."

Xie Zhifei reached out to catch Fang Zhen.

It just so happened that he had something to say to Yan Sanhe.

……

"Yan Sanhe."

The man's voice in his throat was as low as the night outside, "Come out."

"Sleep."

"I thought of something about the Zheng family."

Yan Sanhe sat up and quickly put on his clothes, "Go to the study to talk. You go first, I'll be right back."

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you."

Yan Sanhe's movements suddenly slowed down, and it wasn't until the footsteps left outside the window that she got out of bed in the dark, put on her shoes and patted Li Buyan's leg.

"Go to sleep and don't follow me."

"Ok!"

Li Buyan was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Open the door.

close the door.

After a while, the room fell silent again.

Suddenly, a small sound came from the courtyard.

Li Buyan opened his eyes quickly, got out of bed lightly, picked up the soft sword on the table and looked out the window.

On the window, a shadow slowly approached.

She sneered, hunched over and silently walked to the window, and opened it fiercely.

Outside the window, Pei Xiao had a sly expression on his face. He was about to push the window open with both hands, but before he could realize what was happening, he heard a "pop" sound.

A soft sword has been placed around his neck.

Li Buyan's eyes were cold, "Little Master Pei, are you looking for death?"

(End of this chapter)