Wenren Qianjue picked up the note and took a look at it.
There was nothing written on it, only a smiley face drawn on it.
The side edges of the brush are outlined in a few strokes, which looks very sunny.
Wei Qingwan took the initiative to bring her breakfast and showed his courtesy for nothing.
He was either an adulterer or a thief.
She half-curved her lips and took out the fine bamboo chopsticks that were brought inside.
She happened to be hungry, and he would never poison himself to death.
He would not eat for nothing.
The fried gravy is juicy, crispy on the bottom, and the bun skin on top is soft and delicious.
Several side dishes have unique flavors, and she especially likes the pickled radish.
The porridge was also made with a lot of thought.
Everything that comes out of his hands is delicious.
If this talented chef really has nothing to do with the case, it will be a blessing to the appetite.
However, no matter what, once she thought of that aristocratic smiling face, she did not believe that he was innocent.
Because no matter how well he hides it, she can still feel the anger There were only a few guards at the gate of the prefect.
Wenren Qianjue bent his fingers and nonchalantly knocked on the face of the grievances: "Guys, I want to see the prefect."
When several guards saw this, they immediately ran in to report.
After coming out, he said cautiously: "Miss Wenren, our magistrate said we can't see her."
"No."
Wenren Qianjue touched the small golden fan at hand, but it was useless.
The newly admitted number one scholar's eyes are high and cannot be suppressed by this pressure.
The last time he saw Baili Chuchen, he was not very respectful.
That can only be solved using the most primitive method.
A quarter of an hour later, in the backyard of the magistrate, Magistrate Li covered his swollen face and lay on the ground shouting: "Wenren Qianjue, you are so impudent!"
A pair of slender and beautiful boots stepped on his back.
Looking up along the perfect curve, Wenren Qianjue half-smiled: "Sir, you might as well say a few more words and try."
After that, he increased his pedaling force.
Within a few moments, the magistrate felt like his internal organs were about to vomit out.
He could only grit his teeth and said: "I can show you the file, but take your feet off."
In this case, he still maintained his pride.
Wenren Qianjue found it funny, but all she wanted was to read the files, so there was no need to embarrass him.
Putting her legs away, she walked gracefully to the place where the files were placed.
"Dossier No. 192, page fifty-six, article 2."
She muttered silently, found the dossier she wanted, turned to the fixed page, and followed the writing on it line by line.
Seven years ago, Meng Qiu died in a fire on the street.
My parents were heartbroken and moved the family.
It looked like there was nothing wrong with it, just like what Lin Fu said.
Wenren Qianjue tapped her fingers lightly on the page, frowned and thought for a moment, then looked down.
It turns out that more than one person died in the fire that year.
A whole family also died.
Father, mother, and daughter at home.
The fire burned all day and all night, and it was put out in the evening of the next day.
The few mutilated corpses found were burned until nothing was left.
It was impossible to tell who belonged to whom, so they could only be buried indiscriminately.
Wenren Qianjue closed the file.
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In front of him was Wei Qing's smiling face, gentle and blurred.
He asked her: "Have you ever heard of a dish called goose and duck roast?"
He said that when the charcoal stove was burning, the geese and ducks were all trapped in an iron cage until they were cooked.
When he said this, there was a strange look on his handsome face, which was creepy.
A layer of goosebumps could not help but appear all over my body.
She rubbed it hard.
Recently, she kept inexplicably thinking of what Wei Qingwan said that day, and she always felt that there was something else in those words.
In the distance, a look full of hatred looked at her while she was thinking.
Mrs.
Zhu stood coldly for a while before entering the prefect's room.
Magistrate Li was sitting drinking tea.
When he saw Mrs.
Zhu coming in, he showed no respect at all: "The Prime Minister's wife has arrived.
It's really rude of me not to greet her from a distance."
As he spoke, his eyelids were full of contempt, and his butt was still stuck on the stool without getting up.
She's just a woman, not worthy of him getting up and responding.
As long as you do enough superficial work.
Zhu's arrogant attitude was seen in her eyes, and disgust appeared in her eyes.
But right now, she had to use this reckless thing for something, so she couldn't break up with him first.
Putting on a smile, Mrs.
Zhu smiled and said: "How dare you, a woman, to greet the Lord?
I am here this time because I have something to ask for your help."
Magistrate Li put the tea cup on the table, accepted Zhu's modesty with peace of mind, and said loudly: "Madam, I need to make it clear first.
I am an honest person.
Don't let me do anything shameful." things" This was the first time Zhu had seen this kind of attitude.
As the wife of the prime minister, she almost controls everything in the capital.
Everyone is rushing to fawn over her.
Does this Magistrate Li really not care about money and power?
Pushing a wooden box towards Magistrate Li, Mrs.
Zhu smiled lightly and said, "Of course it's not something shameful."
Magistrate Li opened the box and found a lot of gold bars inside, which were too heavy for his thin arms to lift.
Then he closed the box proudly and said, "If you have anything to do, tell me."
Mr.
Zhu sneered, thinking that he was really incorruptible and incorrigible, but that was all.
After the matter is settled, he will accuse him of accepting bribes.
By then, all the future he thought he had will be ruined.
"That's right, I've heard a lot about people."
Zhu's voice became smaller and smaller.
The killer sent out last time couldn't do anything to that little bitch, so of course she would find another killer.
Before that, she didn't want that little bitch to live in peace.
"It's a simple matter.
Leave it to me."
Magistrate Li agreed and sent Zhu away.
A gust of cold wind blew out of nowhere.
He turned around and was about to close the door when he saw a woman wearing a veil appearing at his door.
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"Who are you if you don't say anything?
I'm going to call someone here," Magistrate Li shouted impatiently.
"A man who brings you a lot of money."
The face under the veil is as beautiful as a banished immortal, and the lips are red.
She is none other than Wenren Xuexi.
She casually gave Magistrate Li more gold: "Remember, no matter what the Prime Minister's wife said just now, follow her words ten times harder."
The spiteful tone came out of her delicate voice, making Magistrate Li tremble all over.
He didn't know why he nodded.
He only knew that by the time he reacted, the veiled woman had disappeared.
The strong wind blew suddenly, blowing up the fallen leaves.
The cemetery in the east of the city was extremely desolate.
Wenren Qianjue walked to several graves alone.
Although it was not night, there was no one there, which was scary.
But she is not naturally afraid of this.
Huhu Suddenly a cold wind blew by, and she felt something was wrong.
When she turned around, a black figure was already standing on the tombstone.
The wind lifted his black clothes, like the legendary Shura, but his face was more deadly than a ghost.
"Your Highness Seventh, what a coincidence."
Wenren Qianjue smiled lightly.
Seeing that she didn't look afraid at all, Baili Chuchen's eyes looked sleepy.
He stretched out his hand lazily and yawned: "What a coincidence.
I just woke up and saw you."
"You sleep here?"
Wenren Qianjue suddenly raised her eyebrows.
She had just learned that His Highness Seventh was not a human being, but she really didn't know who His Highness was.
I glanced at the tombstone below.
There was no writing on it, and the tomb was also old.
Could it be that His Highness the Seventh Prince is a thousand-year-old zombie?
"Innocent."
Baili Suye commented, floating down from the tombstone gracefully and walking towards Wenren Qianjue.
Wenren Qianjue: She knew this pervert was lying to herself But why did His Majesty Seventh Prince get here?
Turning around and walking to the tombstone he was looking for, Wenren Qianjue looked at the names on it carefully and whispered: "Meng Qiu, Lan Niannian, Lan's father, Lan's mother."
This is exactly the place you are looking for.
Those who died in the fire seven years ago were buried here.
Baili Suye stood nearby lazily, waiting for Wenren Qianjue to open the coffin.
She also knew that she had to do the physical work herself, so she took out her own small shovel and started digging.
In the few coffins that were pried up, the bones had rotted, and there were still traces of scorch, and they were in a mess.
Wenren Qianjue leaned over, put on the white gloves he had prepared, inspected them carefully, and arranged all the bones according to the shape of the human body.
Those who searched for the bones did not find all the bodies.
Almost all the corpses were mutilated, and one was even missing its head.
When it came to sorting out Meng Qiu, it was only natural that the body should be left alone.
But Wenren Qianjue saw a place, his eyes deepened, and a smile gradually spread along his lips.
Meng Qiu, Meng Qiu, you are very good at playing tricks.
I'm afraid everyone has been deceived by him.
There is obviously a big strange spot on Meng Qiu's bones.
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His pelvis is larger than that of ordinary men.
The difference between male and female bones is that the male pelvis is narrow and tall, while only the female pelvis is large and short.
Looking up at his neck, she pressed it with her hand.
It was obviously brittle, more like that of an old man.
Without saying a word, she sorted all the bones into categories and placed them in the other three coffins according to her wishes.
As Meng Qiu's bones were gradually used up, the other three bones gradually returned to their original appearance.
Gradually she pieced together what she thought she would look like, and she became even more certain that Meng Qiu's body was pieced together out of thin air.
He shouldn't be dead at all Baili Suye quietly watched her doing this, and suddenly said: "Who are you?"
"Qianjue."
She blurted out subconsciously.
Immediately she reacted, His Highness asked her who she was and chose a time when she was most attentive.
This was the time when people were less likely to lie.
Fortunately, her real name is Qian Jue, otherwise, she would have said something wrong.
"Your Majesty Seventh Prince doesn't recognize me anymore."
Wenren Qianjue raised his eyebrows and looked at him with an unspeakable ruffian smile.
When facing Baili Suye, as long as there is a little bit of relaxation, something will probably be known.
Baili Suye smiled half-heartedly.
When they first met, he knew that this woman was not an ordinary lady.
She could be ruthless and good at beating, but If there are absolutely no taboos about things like corpses, it would be very wrong for someone of her age and who comes from the Prime Minister's Palace.
Knowing that Baili Suye had doubts about herself, she didn't care.
Anyway, this body is really hers.
No matter how doubtful he is, he can't find any real evidence.
"Qianjue" He suddenly spoke, just calling her name, and he was so gentle that he couldn't help but feel gentle.
Even those dark night-like eyes have temporarily lost their aloof indifference.
Seeing her astonished expression, an evil smile gradually spread on Baili Suye's face, and his gentle voice was teasing: "Look back."
Wenren Qianjue turned around doubtfully, only to see a mutilated corpse sitting up.
Looking at her with a grin, it was exactly the one he had just put together: