The lucky girl in the village has a good way of making money.

Chapter 447 Murder Case
Fan Jin couldn't put his pen down at all, especially since the other party was looking at him with burning eyes.

The little girl had no shame, but he wanted to avoid suspicion.

Therefore, he asked Bafang to put away the paper and pen, and then got up and left.

The girl stood up and took two steps after him, asking, "Why did you leave, sir? Did I disturb you?"

Fan Jin: It’s good to have self-knowledge.

But the girl continued, "I saw that you are handsome and hardworking, and I just couldn't help myself.

Sir, you don't know that what I admire most in my life is people who study hard. Aren't you good at writing articles? Why do you have to leave now and give up your thoughts?

I will not say anything, I will just quietly accompany you to write your essay. You said you would leave and you left, which makes my heart colder than the ice chips in the coldest days of winter. "

"No need, no need." Fan Jin got goosebumps and walked away quickly.

Bafang was one step behind with the book basket in his hand, but he was also walking very fast, as if he was afraid of being caught up.

Only after turning a corner and seeing no one chasing him did Bafang heave a sigh of relief. He raised his sleeve to wipe the non-existent sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear, "That girl just now was really weird. Could she be a crazy person from somewhere? From what she said, it seemed like she had known you for a long time. You left her in a hurry, as if you had betrayed me."

Fan Jin felt a chill all over his body. It was true that the girl had a problem with her brain. He didn't even recognize her!
The words were so awkward, yet somehow familiar...

He shivered violently, unable to figure it out.

If Shi Liu were here, she would definitely help him solve his puzzles. Isn't this the famous Daiyu literature in later generations?
The way he speaks is like a twisted dough stick, very twisted.

It was a pity that Shi Liu was not there. The more Fan Jin thought about it, the more he felt sick. He swore that he would go home early after school and never stay there again. If they met again next time and were seen by others, they might really think that he had something going on with her.

He didn't want Shi Liu to misunderstand.

When Shi Liu bought this house, he also bought an old servant to look after the house. When Fan Jin bought the house from Shi Liu, he also kept the old servant.

The old servant is still guarding the door and cannot cook.

Bafang can only cook porridge. He can't eat porridge every day.

So while Hong Gu was bringing people to the capital to develop, Fan Jin bought several more people along the way and left one of the maids to be responsible for cooking.

When Fan Jin entered the house, the old woman had already boiled hot water and prepared some snacks. Bafang diligently went to fetch water for the young man to wash his hands and face.

Fan Jin changed into casual clothes, ate two snacks, and then went to the study to calm down and finish the article he had just finished...

Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, the sky outside was getting dark.

Bafang came in early to light the lamp, and then came in to call the young master to have dinner.

Fan Jin appreciated the article he had just written and couldn't help but smile.

In the hall, the maid had already prepared dinner. Fan Jin washed his hands and asked everyone to sit down and eat together. It was always done this way.

The old woman refused to stay and went back to the kitchen to eat. As for the old servant, he also ate the meal in the gatehouse.

While I was eating, I heard a hurried knock on the door.

The elderly people were frightened by the hurried sound and shuddered in their hearts, and the food they had just picked up with their chopsticks fell to the ground.

But the old servant didn't care and hurried out to open the door, asking, "Who is it?" When the door opened, he saw three or five yamen runners standing outside.

"Is this the residence of Mr. Fan, the scholar?" asked the leading yamen runner. His tone was polite, but his expression was hostile.

The old servant was startled and replied quickly: "Yes, what is this, sir?"

But the yamen runner pushed him away and walked straight inside.

In the second courtyard, Fan Jin had heard the noise a long time ago and was asking everyone to come and take a look.

As Bafang walked to the second gate, he saw several yamen runners coming in aggressively, with the old servant chasing after them breathlessly.

"What's going on, officer?" Bafang was extremely confused. Why did the officers come to his house for no reason?
The yamen runner went straight to the main hall, looked at Fan Jin inside and said, "You must be Mr. Fan Jin, right? There's a murder case in the yamen, and it's suspected to be related to Mr. Fan. Please come with us, Mr. Fan!"

Homicide?

Fan Jin was shocked when he heard this. He had only been in the city for a few days, so how could he be involved in a murder case? It was inexplicable.

But since the yamen runners had come to his house, even if he had already achieved the title of scholar, it was impossible for him to disobey the summons from the prefect.

A man of integrity has nothing to fear. He also wanted to know what the murder was and how it was related to him.

Fan Jin straightened his clothes and walked out, "I'll go with you."

When the yamen runner saw Fan Jin, he was also puzzled. This scholar Fan was handsome, with clear eyes and eyebrows, and he didn't look like someone who could kill people.

But he had been in the yamen for many years and had seen all kinds of cases. It is important to remember that one can only judge a person by his appearance and not by his heart. A good guy in the eyes of his neighbors might also be a murderer!
"go!"

When Bafang saw that his son was about to be taken away, he hurriedly followed him, and the bailiff did not stop him. This servant boy often followed Mr. Fan, and he might also be a witness, so he should be taken back to the prefect for interrogation!
When he arrived at the government office, Fan Jin realized that this was a serious case. It was already evening, and the prefect wanted to hold the case overnight?

Not only was the court session held overnight, there were also many people outside the court watching the fun.

Fan Jin and his servant were brought into the hall. Ba Fang knelt down to greet them obediently, but Fan Jin did not need to kneel. He just bowed his hands and made an official gesture, "Your Highness, I greet you!"

With the mirror hanging high above him, Prefect Cheng slammed the gavel and began to question, "Mr. Fan, do you know Miss Wang?"

Miss Wang?
What Miss Wang?

Fan Jin looked puzzled, "Your Excellency, I don't know any Miss Wang."

What does this case have to do with Miss Wang?

Somehow, Fan Jin had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, a woman who had been kneeling beside him raised her head and glared at him, "You are a scholar, but you lied! You killed my daughter and you denied knowing her. You have such a vicious heart!"

Fan Jin: …

He immediately straightened his face, bowed to Prefect Cheng and said, "Please be clear, sir. I have only been in the city for a few days and I really don't know any Miss Wang."

The woman immediately said to the prefect, "Mr. Qingtian, please help me! My daughter died unjustly. People saw it. My daughter met Mr. Fan at the Crescent Moon Pavilion by the river this afternoon, and then she was found dead in the river. If he didn't kill her, who else could have killed her?"

Prefect Cheng slammed the gavel and asked solemnly, "Mr. Fan, someone saw you talking and laughing with Miss Wang in the Crescent Moon Pavilion at about 4 p.m. today. Do you have anything to say?"