I was just solving crimes, how could I become an immortal?

Chapter 44 Midnight
  Singing and dancing flourished, silk and bamboo were noisy.

The Jiaofang Division is particularly lively tonight.

There was a theft case a few days ago, and Mubai Oiran asked for leave the next day.

Thinking about her usual frail and delicate appearance, she must have been frightened by the harsh interrogation by the guards. Vulgar people really deserve to die.

Fortunately, today I heard that Mubai Oiran is back. She just recovered from a serious illness and came to invite her friends. She has us in her heart.

An old confidant with a big belly directly offered him a thousand taels of gold: "I want to see Mu Bai, and I brought him thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to replenish his health."

The old madam felt bitter in her heart: "Sir, it's really inconvenient for Mubai to meet old friends tonight!"

"Meeting old friends? Is that the person just now? Isn't he gone?"

"He's gone! But he...he's back again!" When the old bustard saw Cao An at the door, he ran over to greet him again angrily and funny. The wealthy businessmen around him were surprised and confused.

How can I still have a cock again?

……

To be honest, Cao An didn't want to either.

Investigating cases during the day and slaying monsters at night, this wonderful spring night suddenly turned into running back and forth on the street. He was really tired.

Especially the Mubai oiran who looked at him with a resentful expression was really unbearable.

"Isn't this money enough?" Cao An asked bravely.

Learning a move [Wan Chao Jin] was an unexpected joy for Cao An. Since Gong Shilang had given him a blessing, his wife, Cao, was naturally willing to raise him on his behalf.

He just told the purpose to Mubai Oiran, but he looked unhappy.

Green fingers crossed the banknotes on the table, and her face was full of incomprehensible complaints: "The money is enough. You and I are familiar with each other. I can pay 7000 taels to the Ministry of Etiquette, but..."

"Just what?"

"It's just...does Mr. Cao only like wives?" Mubai Oiran looked at Hua Zhi, who was crying with joy, with a look of grievance on his face.

Thinking about her beautiful appearance in Kyoto, how many dignitaries want to be kissed by her, but now she is not as good as a married woman. It's really...

"What the hell!" Cao An rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and explained: "Miss Mubai misunderstood, I was just entrusted by someone to take care of my old friend."

Thinking about it, he took out another thousand taels and handed it to Hua Zhi: "Take this money and find a yard to stay in when you go out. If you need anything, you can come to the Qingyi Department to find me."

"Yes, thank you very much, Mr. Cao." Hua Zhi thanked him. After speaking, he glanced at Cao An's handsome face and lowered his head without saying a word.

It can be seen that Hua Zhi is very grateful to Cao An in his heart, but it is not a problem for you to stay like this and not say anything!

If Mubai Oiran was here alone, Cao An would be willing to chat with her about more in-depth topics, but now there is another person, what should she do?
  Someone else’s husband isn’t dead yet, so you directly invite him to a team fight? Doesn't it seem good?
  The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little subtle, and Cao An could only remain silent, thinking about the possibility of further communication.

Mubai Oiran on the side saw Cao An lowering his head and said nothing, and thought he was thinking about the case, so he secretly said that the young master is very responsible and took the initiative to help him share his worries.

"Mr. Cao, are you still troubled by the murder case at Nanshan College?"

"Oh, yes, the information on that case is currently limited, and I still need to continue investigating."

Cao An felt like he was wasting his time when discussing the murder case in the boudoir of the oiran. He tried his best to change the topic, but he didn't expect that the Mubai oiran seemed to be addicted.

"Mr. Cao, how about you tell me about the case? Maybe we can help you?"

"help me?"

"That's right! Our girls from the Jiaofang Division often hear news. Maybe there are clues?"

Yes, I have heard about brothel information for a long time, so maybe it would be good to give it a try.

"I am investigating the death of a six-door detective in blue a year ago. Do you have any information about him?"

"Have."

"Huh? So sure?"

"Of course, because Xiao Cui had been nagging for a while at that time, once that person died, she lost one of her regular customers." After Mu Bai finished speaking, he called the maids at the door and asked them to invite Xiao Cui.

After a while, a girl in a green skirt walked in with her waist twisted.

After looking at Mu Bai who was sitting on the soft couch, and then at Hua Zhi who was full of emotion, Xiaocui understood and couldn't help but give Cao An a rollicking look.

"It's true, Mr. Cao, it turns out you like to plow three hours a day in the middle of the night!" With that said, Xiaocui unzipped her ribbon skillfully.

"Why don't you just wait a minute? Why do you plow the fields in the middle of the night? Where did you learn the idiom?"

"Oh, I heard this from a fat detective from the Tsing Yi Department when I was investigating a thief that night."

"..."

That Zhu Xian really had all kinds of messy knowledge thrown out.

Cao An waved his hand and motioned for her to sit down and chat: "I came to you because I wanted to ask about a detective in blue who died a year ago."

"Oh~~ He! I have an impression."

The girls still remember the regulars.

"Were there any special changes in the month before his death?"

"Naturally there is."

"What kind of change?"

"His posture was mediocre before, but gradually he started to play with flowers. During that time, he liked to tie my hands, and then..."

"Stop! This is all nonsense. We will talk about the binding in detail later. I am now investigating the cause of his death!"

As expected of the girls from Jiaofangsi, both of them are so open-minded.

I'm talking about murder cases with you, but you're talking about posture with me? Can you be more serious?

"For example: Did he tell you about any troubles, worries, etc.?"

Xiaocui rolled her eyes at Cao An aggrievedly: "Guests do like to come to us to complain, but we are not interested in those things. After more than a year, who can still remember so clearly."

Indeed, the girl from Jiaofangsi had a hard life. A mere detective in blue could only be regarded as a passing guest on the pillow. It was normal that she could not remember her.

"But if Mr. Cao wants to ask some happy questions, I will have an impression."

"Oh? Something fun? What's the matter?"

"A month before his accident, he swore to me that he was going to get rich soon. When he had money, he would come to Jiaofangsi again."

"Come to help you redeem yourself?"

"Come to see Sister Mubai..."

Xiao Cui curled her lips in frustration and muttered, "Smelly man."

Sure enough, everyone agrees that buses are not for private use.

If you just want to invite an oiran from the Jiaofang Department, it will cost a lot of money. If you want to make a fortune with just a detective in blue, there must be something wrong with it.

"Did he say how he got rich?"

"That's not true. I just drank a few glasses of wine. I once laughed and cursed, saying, 'He actually went out to pick up private jobs. I must have caught him.'"

Taking on private work? Get a grip?
  So he was threatening a craftsman? But this craftsman doesn’t have the ability to make a lot of money, right?
  I can't figure it out for the moment, so I can only wait for the files from the Ministry of Punishment and hope to find something.

Cao An raised his head and found that there were three women in the room instead of two. The subtle atmosphere became even more awkward.

Feeling that there were still some burning injuries on his back, San Geng must have been powerless in the middle of the night. He should go back to the Tsing Yi Department and settle the case as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)