The evil sister-in-law dressed as a yandere boss

Chapter 800: Is Prince Yan crazy?
At the same time, Huo Xing and Chen had just finished their meal. Seeing Huo Xing's silence, Chen asked, "Are you homesick?"

Chen was talking about Yanbei, but Huo Xing shook his head.

He didn't miss Yan Bei, but he felt a little emotional. He had been in the capital for a while, and the Inspectorate had treated him well, but Huo Xing always felt that something was missing.

After a long silence, he asked Chen: "Mom, have you ever felt lonely?"

Chen was stunned for a moment.

Huo Xing regretted it after asking. Chen had stayed in the Buddhist hall for so many years and was accompanied by his family every day. How could he not be lonely?

Mrs. Chen nodded and said with emotion: "Of course, everyone has it."

But she is not lonely at all now. She feels good having her son by her side.

Huo Hui felt that Pei Zhan definitely didn't have it now.

Mrs. Chen sighed and said tentatively: "You are not young anymore. I will look for a good girl for you to get married as soon as possible, or settle down early. There will always be regrets in life."

Huo Xing remained silent. He could no longer describe it as regretful.

He regrets it.

When he dreamed back at midnight, he always thought that maybe he shouldn't have sat behind the screen and listened to Tao Zhen's evaluation of him. If he had been braver, maybe everything would have been different.

and…

Huo Xing didn't seem to care so much about the power and official position he pursued in the past.

What does he care about?

Is it the future or Tao Zhen?
They all seemed to care, but they didn't care that much.

Huo Xing suddenly felt confused. He didn't know whether what he was pursuing was worth it and why.

Mrs. Chen knew that he was getting into trouble, and it was useless to say anything. She just sighed and looked at the big and round moon, feeling at a loss.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a rapid knock on the door. Huo Xing stood up and opened the door. It was a colleague from the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He seemed to have something urgent.

Mrs. Chen was a little worried as she watched Huo Xing hurriedly take his things out of the door without even leaving a word.

Huo Xing followed his colleagues out quickly. They arrived at the eight major alleys in the city. The boss's face was serious and ugly. Huo Xing felt his heart skip a beat when he looked at the miserable situation in the room.

He knew something was wrong and something big was going to happen.

The eldest son of the King of Longxi died.

He died in an inn in Bada Hutong. His death was very miserable.

The Prince of Yanbei who was traveling with him was missing.

Huo Xing only felt his scalp numb. He had no intention of thinking about what the situation in the capital would be like, and he didn't care whether the eldest son of the King of Longxi died or not. He just wanted to find Yanxi Tower as soon as possible.

In order to distance themselves from him, he didn't even meet him when he came to the capital. The former friends became strangers. Now, the life and death of Yanxi Tower is unknown, and Huo Xing feels empty in his heart.

He even took the time to think, is it all worth it?Why did he become like this?

The Queen Mother was in poor health and still did not attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. The banquet in the palace had already dispersed. Yan Xilou and Yan Huaimin, the eldest son of the King of Longxi, went to Hualou to drink together, and then something like this happened.

The emperor had just rested when he heard the news. He suddenly lost all sleep and sat up from the bed.

"Check, we must find Yanxi Tower no matter what the price."

"Go to the Longxi Prince's Mansion. If the Longxi Prince makes any changes, control him and never ask him to leave the capital."

"Seal the news and don't let any news about this matter leak out."

The emperor issued several orders in succession. Li Mingde saw that his face was not good, so he poured him a cup of tea. The emperor took a sip, put the cup down and asked, "Where is the dean of the Inspectorate?"

Li Mingde said: "Still outside."

The emperor said, "Let him in."

The Inspectorate was not a law enforcement agency to begin with. It was short of manpower and it was very difficult to find people. Fortunately, the palace quickly took over and asked them to assist Dali Temple in finding out the truth about the murder of the eldest son of the King of Longxi as soon as possible.Huo Xing was so worried that he asked Liu Yun to go out to investigate, and he followed others from the Inspectorate to solve the case.

This is the most famous brothel in the capital, Xiaoxiang Pavilion. It is not a brothel in the traditional sense. The prostitutes inside are of a very high standard. They are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and some are even better than the daughters of aristocratic families.

The young men who come here are not just looking for flowers and flowers, some just come to drink and enjoy singing and dancing.

According to the old bustard here, the eldest son of the King of Longxi and Yanxi Lou ordered the Honglian girl in their tavern to play the piano.

"Where is this Guren now?"

The madam shook her head: "I don't know, she disappeared after the incident."

The madam was worried and thought it would be better to notify her backers as soon as possible to get the matter sorted out. However, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion was tightly controlled and no news could be spread at all.

She was also anxious to get angry.

"What is the origin of this red lotus?"

The madam was startled: "What do you mean, sir? Do you suspect our girl did it?"

She was surprised and a little angry: "This is impossible. We girls are all innocent. We are usually afraid of mice when we see them. How can we kill someone?"

The young minister of Dali Temple was about to say something when Huo Xing suddenly came over. His face was gloomy and his aura was overwhelming. He stared straight at the old bustard with a pair of eagle-like eyes. The old bustard was startled and his aura weakened a bit.

"How do you ensure she didn't kill someone?"

Huo Xing asked word for word.

The madam's lips trembled for a long time but she didn't say anything.

Huo Xing said coldly: "Since we can't guarantee it, tell us everything you know, otherwise no one can protect you."

Seeing such a big battle, the Madam knew in her heart that the dead one was some kind of big shot. She felt very panicked, and the big man in front of her was really scary.

"Honglian came here three years ago. She used to be a young lady from an official family. Later, after her father died, she came to the capital to seek refuge with her relatives, but her relatives were long gone. She had no way to survive and could only come here to make a living."

Huo Xing looked at the prostitution contract in the old bustard's hand. It was clearly written that he was not selling his body if he was an artist.

Honglian's real name is Yang Cailian, and she is from Yangzhou. The distance from Yangzhou to the capital is very difficult, and it is difficult for them to visit, and they don't have so much time now.

An official from Dali Temple was worried that the Inspectorate would steal their limelight and said, "It doesn't necessarily have anything to do with this Honglian, right?"

Huo Xing turned to look at the man. The man was unconvinced: "What am I saying?"

Huo Xing said: "There are people coming and going in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Without anyone's cooperation, it is impossible for the assassin to kill people without any movement and take Yanxi Pavilion away quietly."

The official was still unconvinced and said: "Why do you say they only took away Yan Xilou? Maybe they took away Honglian as well."

Huo Xing looked at the official like an idiot: "Then why did they take away a brothel girl?"

why?

The Dali Temple official's face turned ugly for a moment.

The assassin would not take away a brothel girl because it would be useless, but the brothel girl did disappear, so there is only one possibility left. Honglian Liying Waihe assassinated the eldest son of Longxi King, and then took Yanbei Prince Yanxilou away.

"There is another possibility that Yanxilou killed the Crown Prince of Longxi and then escaped with Honglian." said a Dali Temple official.

Huo Xing turned to look at him, his eyes like hooks.

The official was a little scared, but he still said bravely: "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm not wrong."

It was the young minister of Dali Temple who came over and pulled the man away, and apologized with a smile: "Don't mind, Mr. Huo."

"It was late at night when the incident happened, and the city gate was not open. They must still be in the city." After Huo Xing finished speaking, he took the people away.

The official said: "What I said is possible. Why did he rule out Yan Xilou's suspicion?"

Marble Shaoqing looked at this man like an idiot. This man came in through the back door and had something to do with the higher-ups. He was a little clever, but he was stubborn. He often breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Do you think Prince Yan is crazy? Why do you do this?" The place killed someone in a big way and then eloped with a brothel girl?"

(End of this chapter)