Look at the mountains and rivers I have drawn

Chapter 24 Oscar statuettes

Soon, in less than half an hour, a group of people came back one after another.

No damage was found on the windows, and every house has incense burners!

After hearing this, Pan Yu immediately said excitedly: "I know! As long as we find out who bought this incense, we will know who is the murderer!"

"Fool."

"Why do you scold me!"

Ye Yan pointed at the deceased and said, "Look, have you found any other traces? The method is so clever, do you think the killer would make such a low-level mistake?"

"That's right. So the clue is broken again?"

Pan Yu is proud, but he also admires those who are more capable than him, but with so many people present, who would consider incense?
Although it is said that playing with incense is a hobby of rich and noble families, but every deceased family has incense, which is not normal!

"No, since I said that I can solve the case, of course I can. Take me to all the blacksmith shops in the city. I want to ask them one by one. By the way, I will bring a painter to draw a portrait."

Wang Qingyang frowned, why go to the blacksmith shop?What is this portrait?
Seeing Wang Qingyang's expression, Ye Yan was taken aback for a moment, then he understood again, and explained: "It is to draw portraits based on the description."

Everyone also understood again, portrait, this word is good, awesome!

Ye Yan: (-ι_- )
If I were the whole aircraft cannon, I wouldn't scare you to death.
Ye Yan didn't ask everyone to follow, that way the target was too obvious, even if he found a clue, the prisoner would have already run away in fright.

Under the leadership of a disguised head catcher, they have walked through three blacksmith shops. This is the last one and the most inconspicuous blacksmith shop in Ping'an County.

An old man was holding a small hammer and tapping on the iron block.

The old man was illuminated by the fire in the furnace, and the originally funny scene became solemn.

hiss.
The sound of quenching sounded, and the old man held up the iron block and saw the group of people coming through the fog.

Sigh.

Such a person is not a businessman at first glance, and most of them want to disturb their own business.

The old man put down the iron block, picked up a piece of black sackcloth to wipe his sweat, found a few slightly clean small teacups, poured hot water, and waited for several people.

"My old man's way of hospitality is okay. He used to be a scholar?"

"Young master, you are joking. How dare you call me a scholar. My family was in decline in my early years, so I came here to make a living by blacksmithing. It has been 40 years, and now I can't move anymore!"

Ye Yan was a little confused. If he didn't have children at home, why would he come to blacksmith at this age?

So he asked, "Old man, are there any other relatives in your family?"

Pan Yu leaned into Ye Yan's ear and asked in a low voice, "Why are you asking this?"

"This is the last blacksmith shop. He must be the one who built that thing. He can't make big things anymore. There are only small things that don't require much effort and only require experience. But have you ever thought about it, what if that person is his son? Woolen cloth."

Pan Yu shut up obediently and stood aside quietly.

"My son is a fool. He should still be playing with mud at home."

"Old man, it's really hard work. We came to you to build a small object, and the price is easy to negotiate."

Pan Yu at the side took out a piece of yellow gold. Under the bright sun, the radiance of the gold hooked out the greed in the old man's heart.

"If nothing else, if I can't build this Ping An County town, then no one else can build it either!"

Ye Yan took out a drawing from his pocket, with the shape of a needle tube drawn on it and the size marked.

The old man took a look and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I'm afraid I'm not destined for this piece of gold. The level of refinement is too high, and the old man's eyes are dim. I really can't beat this."

"That's a pity. Wang Mazi, the blacksmith shop in the east of the city, said that only you can build this county, but I didn't expect it to be impossible."

The old man sighed, as if he was sad that he could not earn the money.

"Why do you want to do this, son?"

"Some time later, a princess passed through Ping'an County. I love our princess and want to give her a gift. I heard that the princess loves carriages.

I can't give her a real carriage, so what chance do I have, if it's really not possible, then make a fake one, in order to be more realistic, I can't make this kind of hollow shaft at present, so I have to pay a lot of money to buy it . "

Ye Yan beat his chest and stomped his feet, the acting was so realistic, he felt that if the gift could not be delivered, the day would collapse!

Wang Qingyang and the others were already shocked, but Ye Yan had already explained before that at this time, he was respected, and once he showed an unhappy expression, he had to pretend to be worried.

This matter is easy to handle, who hasn't been scared, who hasn't been scared.

Thus, the Oscar statuettes began to perform.

Seeing their true feelings, the old man couldn't help but said: "This is a bit difficult, but it's not impossible to build. I did it a few days ago, and I was almost exhausted."

"Oh! It's good if you can do it. Don't worry about the money, but you must do it as soon as possible! Both Hengzhous have to be built. I only give you two days. If you can't do it, you can do it. This piece of gold is yours. If you can't do it Come on, not a penny."

The old man gave Ye Yan a definition, playboy!

The heinous big benefactor!

"Okay, I'll work overtime and it will be finished within two days, but what about the deposit, my lord?"

"My ugly words have already been said before. If you do it well, it's yours. If you don't do it well, you won't get a penny. If I give you a deposit and you run away, where can I find someone? owe you this money?"

Flicking his sleeves, he put the drawings on the table, and led a group of people away at a pace that no relatives recognized.

The old man squinted his small eyes, looked at Ye Yan who was going away, and couldn't help but sigh, the family is unlucky!
"I said Yan Zhi, why don't you go to the theater troupe? It's a pity not to go to the theater troupe with such good acting skills!"

This day, Pan Yu and Ye Yan have gotten to know each other well, and they seem to have become Ye Yan's little follower.

Ye Yan didn't bother to talk to him, he was just a little brother, he just followed behind and called 666, so there was so much nonsense, besides, do they understand what he was doing.

Along the way, Wang Qingyang was thinking about the scene just now, feeling a bit foggy all the time.

Wang Qingyang frowned slightly, and asked, "Yan Zhi, do you already know who the murderer is? Why don't you use a painter?"

"Probably already know, but I still need to confirm something, and then I will use the painter."

Back at the government office, Ye Yan called the painter over and asked him to draw the old man he saw today, as well as the portraits of all the dead.

Wang Qingyang had a guess, but it was just a guess. How could an old man suspect him if he didn't have the skills to commit a crime?

Pan Yu was not the kind of person who liked to think. If he didn't understand something, he directly asked: "I said Yan Zhi, why should we draw him? Where are the others?"

"Want to know?"

Pan Yu: (-^〇^-)
"Don't tell you."

Pan Yu wanted to draw his sword again to end this bastard!
I kept telling myself in my heart, calm down, calm down, and I must not mess up my mood because of a bastard.

Seeing Pan Yu's right hand constantly rubbing against the handle of the knife, Ye Yan never had the will to die, and even wanted to laugh.

(End of this chapter)