deadly mantra

Chapter 91 Just follow your heart
Shui Qingchen smiled slightly:
"One had no sword in his hand, but left deep sword marks on the wall. The other drew out a thousand sword shadows with one strike, as fast as meteors. The two of them held different swords, but they were equally astonishing. God. On my way back, I went around to the Yongchang Escort Bureau and took a look at the crime scene. I am more certain of one thing."

Ji Fanyin's heart trembled, but it was not fear, but excitement!
"what have you found?"

Shui Qingchen blinked his eyebrows and said word by word:
"The murderer of Yongchang Escort Bureau is a woman. She is not very old. I estimate she is close to fourteen or fifteen years old."

"What?! Female?" Feng Xiaoyao was stunned.

Ji Fanyin allowed her heartbeat to accelerate, staring at Shui Qingchen's face without blinking, and asked:

"Oh? What else do you know?"

Shui Qingchen looked at her deeply. It was rare to see her care so much about one thing, so he explained in detail:
"I found incense ashes in the incense burner of Yongchang Escort Bureau."

Feng Xiaoyao looked up for a long time and felt her neck hurt. She got her feet out of the cold water, stood up, and asked in confusion:

"Isn't incense ash a very common thing?"

Shui Qingchen looked at Feng Xiaoyao and nodded:
"The more common something is, the easier it is to reveal flaws. There is burned out incense in that incense burner."

"Mis... incense?" Feng Xiaoyao was stunned at first, and then asked: "The escort chiefs of Yongchang Escort Bureau are all a bunch of rough guys. What do they do with incense? What do they want to do?"

"So, there must have been a woman there that day." After a pause, Shui Qingchen said again: "That person came for the dead, not for anything else, but for revenge."

"What!" Feng Xiaoyao was startled.

Shui Qingchen took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Xiaoyao.

It was a contract for escorting goods.

At the signature desk, two names were signed.

One is Lin Jiang.

One is Tian Jia.

Shui Qingchen slowly spoke:
"I found this in the study room of the Yongchang Escort Bureau. It happened that when Capt. Huang was talking to the Yamen servant, I listened carefully. In the case of the missing girl, one of the victims was Tian Jia."

"Tian...jia?" Feng Xiaoyao stared at the signature in surprise, wishing he could poke a hole in it.

At this time, a gust of night wind blew by.

tree shadows swaying
Ji Fanyin looked into Shui Qingchen's smiling eyes and asked:
"With the seven countries and eight capitals, there are huge crowds of people. Isn't it very common to have the same name?"

Hearing the sound, Feng Xiaoyao also looked at Shui Qingchen with doubts in his eyes:
"Yeah, maybe, it's just a coincidence?"

Shui Qingchen looked back at Ji Fanyin, with deep black eyes, and said warmly:
"Seemingly ordinary coincidences are often artificially set up. There are only two different types: rough and fine. It is obvious that the murder case of Yongchang Escort Bureau was a crude one."

Ji Fanyin was a little unhappy at being brushed off with a "shallow" word, and curled her lips and said:

"The government has been investigating for so long and there are no clues at all. You just went around and found out everything?"

Shui Qingchen's eyes flashed with surprise, and he didn't understand why he made her angry.

He pondered for a moment.

He watched Ji Fanyin's expression, not wanting those despicable and dirty things to dirty the little guy's ears.

In fact, he also discovered something else at Yongchang Escort Agency.

There is a secret door in the armory there, which contains many poisons, incense, and other unsightly things.

The bloodstains on the ground are deep and shallow, some are new and some are old, but it is certain that the missing girls have appeared there and suffered inhuman torture.

The perpetrator has a slight sadistic tendency, and the satisfaction he gets from living young girls makes him not hesitate to take risks again and again and kidnap innocent girls at the feet of the emperor.

This can be confirmed by the names left in blood on the walls.

He might not have cared about these things.

He just made an impromptu decision and went over to spare him.What he didn't expect was that those people would dare to put their evil thoughts on the little guy.

This is the most unforgivable thing about them!
A faint sullenness flashed through Shui Qingchen's eyes.

There are dozens of volumes of paintings hidden in the cabinet in the darkroom, and one of them depicts the person in front of him.

The painting was very rough and could not capture the charm of Ji Fanyin.

But it was this painting that made him almost lose control. He almost sneaked into the ice room of the Yamen and whipped the corpses of the escort heads a hundred times!

It's impossible for those people to have seen the little guy, unless they met him by chance on the street and became malicious.

She blinked her eyelashes lightly to hide the coldness in her eyes.

These things are not worthy of hearing from little ones.

Shui Qingchen didn't want her to hear these dirty thoughts.

So, after thinking about it for a while, he picked some that they were interested in and said:
"A person who can use one move to transform a thousand sword rays and kill seven strong men at the same time like slices of roast duck is definitely an extraordinary person. How could such a person be careless about the incident? She left traces of her existence at the scene. But she left behind, lit incense, offered sacrifices to the dead, and left the contract she signed. It was so careless, so rough, if it was not unintentional, it was intentional, or, more It's like a kind of contempt. She doesn't care, nor is she worried that someone will find her out."

Ji Fanyin's expression was quite complicated.

She didn't know whether she should applaud his analysis or give him a few thumbs up for his interesting and appropriate metaphor.

A slice of roast duck?
Fortunately, he could say these three words.

Feng Xiaoyao saw the scene of the crime, and her face was still pale.

Shui Qingchen acted as if nothing had happened. In the middle of the night, he went to the place where someone had just died. It seemed that he... took a walk around and understood everything.

Ji Fanyin should be worried about her situation, but she couldn't help but laugh.

After all, he was the right person for her.

He deserves her heartbeat.

On the side, Feng Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment. After coming back to his senses, he immediately grabbed Shui Qingchen's wrist and walked towards the door anxiously:
"Let's go! Follow me to the Yamen!"

Pulling forward, Shui Qingchen was as motionless as a mountain.

Feng Xiaoyao turned around in surprise and asked:

"Brother Qingchen?"

Shui Qingchen did not throw away his hand, but asked lightly:

"What are you doing at the Yamen?"

Feng Xiaoyao said excitedly:

"Go and help Capt. Huang solve the case as soon as possible! If Capt. Huang knows these things, he will go crazy with excitement. Maybe the murderer will be caught and brought to justice soon."

Hearing the sound, Shui Qingchen gently stroked his hand away and said calmly:
"When I left the Yongchang Escort Bureau, I set a fire. I estimated the time and the fire should be out of control."

Feng Xiaoyao didn't expect to hear such an answer, her heart suddenly sank, and she asked with a trembling voice:
"Why...why are you doing this?"

Ji Fanyin's jade hand hung by her side, her fingertips trembling slightly, staring into Shui Qingchen's eyes, as if she wanted to find out the answer.

Shui Qingchen avoided her sight and spoke in a calm tone, but it disturbed her heart again:

"There are so many reasons for life, it's just about following your heart."

Feng Xiaoyao frowned, unable to accept this fact:
"Brother Qingchen... you are so strange to me. Why on earth? What do you know? Why do you do this?!"

(End of this chapter)