My wife is not a demon

Hearing this, Chen Mu frowned.

It will be Qiu Wei in two months. There are indeed more scholars who have come to Beijing recently, and it will be difficult to simply find someone.

Chen Mu glanced at the little girl in old clothes, walked up to the woman and asked, "What's your husband's name, and where did you arrange to meet?"

"My lord, my concubine's name is Yan Shimei..."

The woman knelt on the ground, with tears on her haggard face, "We had an appointment to meet at the old house of a deceased relative at the entrance of Xigu Lane in the west of the city, but after the concubine came, I didn't see my husband at all. Appeared, I don’t know what to do now.”

Looking at the anxiety hidden in the woman's eyes, Chen Mu understood her mood.

She was pregnant with a child, but her husband disappeared and could not be found, and she was alone in such a big place in the capital.

Regardless of the government office, they can only find other places for help.

"Mother, I'm hungry..."

The little girl's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and she tugged on the woman's sleeve.

Not far away, a peddler selling sesame seed cakes was yelling.

Chen Mu patted the little girl's head, waved to his subordinates to buy two biscuits, and said to the flattered woman:

"How about this, roughly describe your husband's appearance, and then give me an address, I will send someone to look for it, and I will notify you if there is any news."

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord..."

The woman kowtowed in gratitude.

Seeing the little girl standing next to him with a sesame seed cake, he quickly pulled her to kneel down together.

"Get up."

Chen Mu helped the woman up, took out a small book and wrote down what the other party said about her husband's appearance, and handed it to the police next to him: "Let the other brothers also remember to ask more questions when patrolling."

"Okay, my lord." The policeman nodded quickly.

Chen Mu took out another ingot of silver from his bosom and handed it to the woman: "Waiting for the news at home, the capital is a bit chaotic recently, don't run around outside, watch the child."

"My lord, no need, my concubine..."

"I told you to hold it, so take it!" Chen Mu forced it into the opponent's hand, then turned and left.

The woman had tears in her eyes, and words of thanks kept coming from her mouth.

……

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Hei Ling finally brought good news.

"Chen Butou, she is willing to recruit."

Hei Ling exuded a strong bloody smell, like a dahlia crawling out of hell, which made other government servants afraid to go forward.

Chen Mu was overjoyed: "It's because you Suzakutang have the means."

Hei Ling couldn't hide the fatigue between his brows, and said with a wry smile: "This old woman is indeed very powerful, and I have rarely encountered such a difficult prisoner, and it took so long to let her let go."

"It's okay, it's far enough in terms of time."

Chen Mu snapped his fingers.

When I came to the gloomy and cold dungeon, what I saw was a person who was packed in a large wine jar, with only a blood-stained head exposed.

The prisoner's hair was disheveled, and the skin on his face was cracked to reveal dry bones.

One eyeball was dripping with black blood, if you don't look carefully, it's hard to tell that the prisoner is Wang Po.

"This one……"

The blood in the cell became more intense, and Chen Mu frowned.

Hei Ling said helplessly: "I'm sorry Chen Butou, I found this jar temporarily, because...she is a little sick, I'm afraid that after you see it... Anyway, I'll put it in a jar first, so you can interrogate her .”

Chen Mu understood the other party's intentions.

Apparently Wang Po's body has been tortured beyond human figure after undergoing torture. Hei Ling was afraid that he would have a psychological shadow after seeing it, so he thoughtfully put it in a jar.

"You really have a heart." Chen Mu smiled.

Hei Ling secretly smiled bitterly.

If it wasn't for the fear that Chen Mu would be frightened and Bai Xianyu would be furious, why would she do so much.

Chen Mu pulled a chair and sat in front of Wang Po, who was installed in the big wine jar, and said calmly: "Wang Po, I just asked directly, who is the employer behind it?"

"..."

Wang Po's remaining good eye looked at Chen Mu, gloomy, and did not speak.

Hei Ling frowned, and stepped forward.

Wang Po immediately said: "...it's...it's the second master...the second master Ji Kou of Pingyang Palace."

It's really Pingyang Palace.

A cold sarcasm appeared on the corner of Chen Mu's mouth, and he asked, "Who is in charge of the Pingyang Palace?"

"Second Master."

"How long have you been a dog in Pingyang Palace?"

"Almost 20 years." Wang Po said quietly. "Because of an accident, I was caught by the palace, and since then... I have been loyal to them."

Chen Mu leaned forward slightly, staring at the other party firmly: "Let me ask you, is there any secret in the palace."

Wang Po said in a weak voice, "There is a secret, but I don't know what it is. I'm just their dog, doing what I'm supposed to do. I really don't know the core secret."

Chen Mu frowned, looked at Hei Ling, and saw the latter nod slightly, which meant that Wang Po didn't hide anymore, she really didn't know.

"Lin Mengyuan, do you know?"

"know."

"Did she commit suicide?"

Wang Po shook her head: "No, that's fake. Miss Lin was acting in a play with the second master. At that time, the palace faked her suicide, coupled with the secret operation, it deceived everyone."

Hearing this, Chen Mu and Hei Ling were shocked.