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

Chapter 8 Sanyang Clogs
  "S-please spare my life..."

boom! !

The demon only had time to shout for mercy before his big foot stepped down heavily.

The ground shook, the roof beams collapsed, and the scene was in a mess again.

"Damn it, your clogs are so heavy. Where can we find the official seal if the person dies!" The leader of the six-door team rushed out with a curse, and immediately ran to check on the old madam.

"Don't worry, it's just a light kick, you won't die." On the street, a master of help appeared.

The man with a bald head, wearing a gray cassock and khaki sandals on his feet, walked over with a Buddha beads in his hands and a smile on his face. He looked kind-hearted.

But the 'light' kick in his mouth seemed a bit too cruel!
  After stepping on a ten-meter pit, the madam was now lying in the pit vomiting blood crazily. She didn't know how many bones were still intact.

The monk who caused the trouble seemed to have no psychological burden at all. He walked into the teaching room with a smile and saluted Liang Qifeng with one palm: "Master Tisi, it seems that tonight's farce has finally ended successfully. ”

"That's right, it's all thanks to our brother Cao!" Zhu Xian on the side gave the credit to Cao An without hesitation.

Although the monk had been patrolling the perimeter, he naturally saw the movement of Cao Anfei's handcuffs. He looked up and down, nodded and praised:
  "This benefactor has a very handsome move called "Yin-Yang Lock". His name is "Three Yang", and he is the leader of the territorial flag. From now on, we will be colleagues, you can call me: "Three Yang Clogs".

I really didn't expect that one of the five flag masters of the Tsing Yi Department was a monk, and his strength seemed quite terrifying.

It’s the name of You, but why does it sound a bit awkward: free-range chicken?
  "Monk, let's not talk about anything else. Let's call all the brothers back. This case has been solved by our Tsing Yi Department, so there is no need to patrol at night." After catching the prisoner, Zhu Xian was obviously very upset.

From the investigation to the arrest, it was all handled by their Tsing Yi Department, which was the equal of the Six Suppressors and the Demon Slayer Division.

Of course, now is not the time to relax. Seeing that it is almost dawn, we must seize the time to interrogate the whereabouts of the official seal.

Like a piece of rotten meat, the demon was roughly dragged back into the lobby by a group of experts. He was surrounded by three people inside and three outside, and they began to interrogate him in turns.

In this kind of scene, there is no need for Cao An to take action. Professionals will be responsible for it. He only needs to return to the wine table leisurely, have a few drinks with Pang Shi, and wait for the ending.

Recalling that when he solved the case just now, Pang Shila was bragging and cheering from behind. This kind of friend must be made. Maybe in the future when he needs to calm down, Cao An decided to have a relationship with Pang Shila.

only……

"Pang Duzhi, are you okay?"
  Pangshi looked pale, his elegant gray hair was now scattered, and he seemed to be sweating on his forehead.

Have you eaten too much? Or poisoned?

"I'm fine." Pang Shi tried hard to control his slightly changed tone. The table full of fine wine and delicacies seemed to no longer taste good.

Cao An asked a little strangely: "Pang Duzhi has objections to this case?"

"I don't have any objections, it's just that... I feel a little sick..." Pang Shi's voice was low, he covered his mouth, and looked like he was about to vomit after drinking. It was indeed very uncomfortable to look at.

But don’t you know that from the Imperial City Division?
  When the black wind was raging just now, the master's demeanor remained unmoving, why did he wither in the blink of an eye?

"Our Pang Duzhi! I'm afraid he's going to be sick for a while." Zhu Xian also came back, picked up the chicken drumsticks that had been dropped during the fight from the ground, blew them, and continued to chew.

"Feeling sick for a while? How can I say this?"

"Brother Cao, I guess you've never been to Goulan Courtyard. Of course, I haven't been to Goulan Courtyard either. But I heard a friend say that every time I come to look for a girl, the receptionist will be the mother in the courtyard. That coquettish girl Look, you should understand what I mean." Zhu Xian winked at Cao An, a lewd smile appeared on his fat face, and Cao An understood it instantly.

As for the madam of the Jiaofang Division, she is also a beautiful woman with extraordinary beauty. She takes the initiative to stick to her as soon as she enters the door. No man should refuse, right? How often will she interact with her?

And now the facts tell you, this old madam is a man. Not only is he ugly, he is even bigger than you, so those interactions just now...

"vomit!!!"

In the distance, some guests could not help but retched. Judging from the posture, the interaction was quite in-depth!

And our Lord Tisi, as soon as the case was solved, he stood alone on the eaves and admired the moon. It seemed that he had suffered a heavy psychological trauma.

Fortunately, my innocence is gone, and at least my reputation has been restored.

Seeing that Yinshi was approaching, the interrogation finally made new progress. Faced with the combined torture of various departments and agencies, including fascination, soul-seizing, meridian division, and bone crushing... the madam finally relented.

"I hid the official seal in the pool of Xia Yuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures jumped into the pool with "dong dong dong", and the surface of the pool exploded instantly.

To be honest, it was the first time for Cao An to see such a spectacular fish frying scene. He was so energetic that water columns shot up into the sky, and others were able to focus on him with their spiritual energy.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a master with a happy face finally came out of the water: "I found it, just under a rock."

The secretly sealed package looked like a rock at the bottom of the dim pool, making it difficult to detect.

Especially after this person committed a crime in Chunyuan, he did not escape. Instead, he hid his official seal at the bottom of the Xiayuan pool, then returned to Chunyuan to cause trouble, and finally fled to Qiuyuan.

Strange behavior, really puzzling.

"I was just hired with a large sum of money to take over the identity of the old bustard and steal the official seal to create chaos. I didn't want to take it for myself." The old bustard finally struggled and looked frightened by being tortured.

But this answer made Cao An's doubts deepen.

The employer spends a lot of money, the employee's life is worse than death, and the reputation of the officials involved is damaged. No matter how you look at it, this is a situation where all three parties suffer.

What do the plan initiators want? Just to watch the excitement?
  Many questions have no answers for the time being.

After finding the official seal, the officials present must rush home as soon as possible to prepare for the morning court.

At the same time, officials from the Ministry of Etiquette also arrived. They looked like sharp mouths and monkey cheeks. They praised the masters of each department as soon as they entered. They quickly took over the follow-up finishing work and actively cooperated in the investigation of the whole matter.

Naturally, Cao An didn't want to stay any longer. He had been investigating the case all night just after crossing over. He was so nervous that he was exhausted to the point of collapse.

Finally, I glanced at the back of Mubai Oiran leaving. That graceful figure is really eye-catching! Such a famous beauty from Kyoto cannot be faked. When we have money in the future, we will also come and listen to music.

Turning around, Cao An followed his colleagues from the Tsing Yi Department and left the Jiaofang Division.

But everyone didn't know that at the same time they left the Jiaofang Division, the official from the Ministry of Etiquette followed Mubai Oiran into the room with a respectful expression.

(End of this chapter)