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

Chapter 784
When Xie Zhifei saw the corpses of the two watchmen, his heart went cold. The knife wounds on their necks were exactly the same as Chen Pi's.

Not only were the wounds similar, the murderer also pushed in the door, cut his throat, and then walked away.

"What is certain is that these three murders were committed by the same person."

While Yan Sanhe made his judgment, he also said: "On the other side of the Xiang family, please don't bother us anymore under any circumstances. If the prince's people have already gone, let Ding Yi and Huang Qi come back."

Really speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

Ding Yi and Huang Qi came in yawning one after another.

Yan Sanhe was still worried, "Ding Yi, how many people did the prince send?"

Ding Yi: "Sent four."

Li Buyan: "Four against one, that should be very safe."

Huang Qi: "It's best to catch the killer and find out who's behind it."

Pei Xiao changed his previous optimistic character: "I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

"Little Mr. Pei, you can't increase the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige."

Ding Yi stayed on guard all night and was still full of energy: "Miss Yan, what are we going to do next? You can assign the task."

"go to bed!"

Yan Sanhe put his hands behind his back and said, "I'm going to take a walk in the back garden."

Ding Yi raised his eyes and looked at his father: "Master, why do you want us to sleep in broad daylight?"

Xie Zhifei didn't answer, and glanced gently at Li Buyan who was standing aside.

Li Buyan patted Ding Yi on the shoulder and winked at Huang Qi beside him: "Come, my aunt will take you to see that incense."

After reading the incense, Ding Yi and Huang Qi were completely wilted and obediently went to bed to catch up on their sleep.

Wake up.

Miss Yan was still pacing in the garden;

The third master stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, his back dark;
Little Mr. Pei was copying the Diamond Sutra under the window, saying he wanted to meditate;

Li Buyan was still writing her suicide note, throwing dozens of paper balls at her feet. She sighed after every paper ball thrown.

Ding Yi and Huang Qi looked at each other and decided to go back to their room to sleep. Sleeping was the least annoying thing to the master and would not deduct money.

For three days in a row, the other courtyard was like a coffin, with only the air of death and no life.

The Zheng family's case presents a real dilemma.

Early that morning, Ding Yi and Huang Qi really couldn't sleep, so they decided to go for a walk on the street.

As soon as I reached the corner door, I saw a carriage parked outside.

A person jumped out of the car, and it was Xiang Yanrui, the husband of the second lady of the Zhu family.

Ding Yi and Huang Qi's scalps exploded. After looking at each other, Huang Qi ran into the courtyard, shouting as he ran:
"Miss Yan, Miss Yan, something bad has happened. Mr. Xiang is here to seek death."

Yan Sanhe was discussing things with Xie Zhifei in the study, and they looked at each other when they heard the shouting.

Did Xiang Yanrui come here at this time?

why?
Xie Zhifei lifted the corner of his clothes and said, "I'll go greet you."

Before Yan Sanhe could say the word "good" in his throat, he heard Ding Yi's voice coming from a distance again.

"Miss Yan, Miss Yan, Mr. Xiang's biological father is here too."

Master Xiang?

Yan Sanhe's expression froze, "Xie Zhifei, I'll go with you to welcome him."

……

No need to get closer, just looking at the two people from a distance, you can tell that they are father and son. Their faces and body shapes are almost the same, even their thick lips are exactly the same.

Doubt flashed in Xie Zhifei's eyes.

When he went to Xiang Yanrui to get the waist tag and cowhide, he also told him to be careful in everything. At this time, he brought Mr. Xiang to the door...

Hey, I really don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing.

The two groups of people met at the second gate.

Without waiting for Xie Zhifei to exchange greetings, Xiang Yanrui said calmly: "Third Master, this is not the place to talk. Go to the study." Xie Zhifei and Yan Sanhe looked at each other: "Please come in."

……

"This one is my father."

Although Xiang Yanrui speaks slowly, he doesn't do things slowly and gets straight to the point.

"My dad saw that lotus flower in my yard a few days ago and it seemed a little familiar."

If it looks familiar, I've seen it somewhere.

Yan Sanhe immediately guessed the purpose of the father and son's visit, and his reaction with his voice was faster than his brain.

"Xiang Yanrui, wait a moment."

Xiang Yanrui: "What?"

"..."

Yan Sanhe didn't know how to speak, so after thinking about it, he decided to tell the truth.

"I haven't told you that these two things are evidence in the murder of the Zheng family."

"Girl, if you said this waist card belongs to Qi State, he would have guessed it."

Everyone looked towards Mr. Xiang.

Mr. Xiang is a craftsman at first glance. His hands are big and wide, his fingers are very long, and the joints are very large.

"The case of the Zheng family is known to the whole world. Half of the reputation is kept and half is destroyed. Our Xiang family also works in the Ministry of Industry, so we are half official people, so we know more or less about it."

Yan San made a point, "So Mr. Xiang is here now to answer our questions?"

Mr. Xiang shook his head: "I can't talk about solving my doubts. I just thought of some old things and I want to tell you about them."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Yan Sanhe: "The people who told us old stories earlier had their throats cut yesterday."

Mr. Xiang's expression changed: "Seriously?"

"It's true."

Yan Sanhe turned away: "Master Xiang, please come back. Although the case is important, your lives are also important. We will find another way."

Zhu Weijin's new life has just begun, and Yan Sanhe can't bear to let her fall into the abyss of disaster again.

How rare it was to have light in her eyes.

Mr. Xiang looked at his son.

Xiang Yanrui fell into a long silence after receiving his father's look.

The study fell into dead silence.

Just when Yan Sanhe thought he was about to get up and leave, Xiang Yanrui suddenly said:
"Miss Yan, my father is not the one who has experienced this. He just has some knowledge. He thinks it will be fine. Besides, we are all here. If anything happens, there seems to be no turning back now."

Deep in Yan Sanhe's eyes was an indescribable complexity.

God is fair. He did not give Zhu Weijin a good childhood, but gave her a good husband and a stable and reliable husband.

How rare it is that Xiang Yanrui can say this.

Yan Sanhe's face, which had been dull for three days, showed a smile, "Master Xiang, if you have any knowledge, can you tell us juniors about it?"

This smile is like sunshine shining through dark clouds, piercing everyone's eyes.

Xie Zhifei's peach blossom eyes rose.

Little Mr. Pei felt calm. Well, no matter how many Diamond Sutras he copied, they would not be worth the smile of the goddess.

Li Buyan tapped his temples. He hadn't finished writing the will anyway, so he might as well tear it up.

Ding Yi and Huang Qi breathed a sigh of relief: Two grown men, why are you shopping? What a girl!
"It's not really much knowledge. It's just an experience I had when I went to Qi State."

Mr. Xiang picked up the tea cup, took a sip, put it down and said, "I went to Qi State five times in total, four times to find the best sandalwood there, and one time to learn skills."

Yan Sanhe was slightly shocked when he heard this.

"Hua Guo is big and Qi is small. What is there worth learning, Mr. Xiang?"

(End of this chapter)