Chapter 247
When Lin Waner and Ming Zhuxiang came down from upstairs, their eye sockets were slightly red, but Ming Zhuxiang, as a new woman who always carried rouge, would of course touch up Lin Waner's makeup, but she still didn't escape Fan Xian's eyes, but Fan Xian Didn't say anything about it.

"Thank you." When Lin Wan'er came down the stairs, she looked at Fan Xian warmly. Fan Xian stretched out his hand to touch Lin Wan'er, and asked with a smile, "How is it? The food here is delicious, right? You two How is the food?"

If a girl from an ordinary official's family heard this sentence, she would definitely ask, "Oh, isn't that Ye Ling'er you called me?" Then Balabala said a lot, but Lin Wan'er grew up in the palace, and she was very interested in observing words and expressions. This kind of form can be said to be subtle, following Fan Xian's state of knowing what it is but saying it is another, she is too familiar with it, and immediately smiled, "It's still normal, not as good as the one that came out of the imperial dining room in the harem back then." craft."

"Then we won't come next time." Fan Xian waved his hand, a little angry, and led Lin Wan'er out.

Many people would not doubt whether Lin Wan'er met someone, because the rule among the big gates of the capital city is that they never tell the door. It is impossible for young ladies and young masters to sit together, drink and eat meat like the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and even they After the teeth and lips are easily opened, the requirements for eating are even more. In this way, most of the ladies will go to the private seats, so that they are free and do not have to pay too much attention to etiquette, and secondly, they can also show their status.

After getting into the carriage, the three of them looked at each other in dismay. Lin Wan'er grabbed Fan Xian's hand and smiled softly, "Thank you, my lord."

"As long as you are happy, the rest is fine." Fan Xian gently touched the back of Lin Wan'er's hand and said, "Even though Ye Linger is like this, she has no choice but to force her. Ye Zhong pushed too hard."

Lin Wan'er looked at Fan Xian. Of course she knew who Ye Chong was. He was the General of the Ye family who was once the garrison of the capital city. Entrenched outside the city of Kyoto, ready to be sent down at any time.

The speed of the carriage was not fast, and when it reached a certain place, the carriage stopped slowly. Lin Wan'er opened the curtain of the carriage and looked outside, but she did not reach Fan's residence.

"I still have something to do, Gundam will send you back." Fan Xian said.

"Okay, then you go and come back early." Lin Wan'er settled down.

Fan Xian kissed Lin Wan'er on the forehead before turning and leaving.

After jumping off the carriage, Wang Qinian followed Fan Xian all the way out.

"My lord, where are we going first?" Wang Qinian asked.

"Little beggar, this is the second letter." Fan Xian handed the things in his arms to Wang Qinian, turned around and walked towards the Overwatch Council.

He knows what will happen, but he doesn't know when it will happen, and he doesn't know what will happen under the movement. He just knows that some people are brewing something, and he still needs to investigate what it is. of.

As soon as he returned to the Overwatch Council, Fan Xian walked halfway, suddenly raised his eyebrows, laughed inwardly, and turned to walk through the aisle on the right. This road leads to the backyard of the Overwatch Council, and there was only one person there—— Chen Pingping.

Chen Pingping is still watering the flowers. Those grasses that grow wantonly everywhere seem to be the most enviable thing in the world. Of course, if they know that these grasses exist, they will be very surprised. A person like Chen Pingping will be so pampered Things, let them grow and grow wantonly.

After the sun shines in, it illuminates an iron room that can only be warmed by candlelight very beautifully.

At this time, another person who grew up wantonly appeared outside Chen Pingping's door.

Chen Pingping's figure trembled, and after he suddenly raised his head and frowned, he opened his eyebrows again, smiled, and put the water bottle in his hand aside, "You haven't been in the courtyard for a long time, the old man is not used to it. .”

Fan Xian couldn't deny it. After all, apart from Fan Xian, no one else in the Overwatch Council had the guts to appear behind Chen Pingping without saying a word, because there were only two people in this position, except for the shadow, they were the corpses.The third person appeared because of Fan Xian's return. Fan Xian just smiled cheerfully. He walked behind Chen Pingping and helped Chen Pingping press his shoulders a few times.

"What? Do you have time to visit the old man today?" Chen Pingping asked.

"You don't like it?" Fan Xian didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"I'm not used to it." Chen Pingping said with a smile.

"Then I'll come every day to let you get used to it." Fan Xian asked.

Of course, Chen Pingping knew what Fan Xian was thinking. Chen Pingping probably knew about the matter of the capital city and the moving of the ants, so of course she also knew why Fan Xian came here, but he didn't take the initiative to bring it up, because it was Fan Xian who started the investigation. Yes, he trained Fan Xian all the time. If Fan Xian regarded him as his last card, he would come to him when he was desperate. So Fan Xian didn't ask at this time, so of course he wouldn't say anything.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, the left hand is heavier." Chen Pingping said.

Fan Xian then strengthened his hands and asked, "Do you know the butcher at Caishikou on West Street?"

"Of course I know." Chen Pingping said.

There is no doubt about Chen Pingping's professional ability, so Fan Xian said directly, "That guy really wants to bury his mother. His mother died three days ago."

"Oh?" Chen Pingping asked. It's not that he didn't know about it, but what was strange about him was why Fan Xian knew about it and why he was interested in it.

"Guess how he died?" Fan Xian asked.

Chen Pingping took a breath. He really didn't care about this matter. Instead, he pointed to the letter on the table, "The things from three days ago are all there."

Fan Xian walked over, picked up the thing Chen Pingping was pointing at, rummaged through it a few times, and found this registration.

The letter is also very clear.

The Jingzhao Mansion was responsible for the investigation of the field affairs, and later transferred it to the Dali Temple for investigation, but there is still no clue.

It is also clearly marked below.

The killer came from the killer who entered the capital city. The old lady saw it by accident when she got up at night, and killed him casually.

After the smile began to appear on his face, Fan Xian smiled slightly.

"What's wrong?" Chen Pingping asked.

"It's nothing." Fan Xian put down the letter in his hand, "It's just that Shuning gave me a distress letter today. It's someone else's distress letter. I read it and found it quite interesting, so I came to ask."

Chen Pingping looked at Fan Xian, nodded, and said nothing.

Before Fan Xian left, he murmured, "Attention, be careful."

(End of this chapter)

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