That night, Wen Chaoyan returned home in the middle of the night.

His skills were so good that even the doorman didn't notice anything.

Jiang Wancheng heard rustling noises in the bathroom and thought a mouse had gotten in.

So he walked over quietly, barefoot and holding his shoes.

Just as she opened the curtain and before she rushed in, she bumped into Wen Chaoyan's strong chest.

"what!"

The mouse turned into a human?

Jiang Wancheng was still in shock and before he could even stand still, someone hugged him tightly.

Looking again, isn't this Wen Chaoyan who has been gone for several days?

Her frightened eyes were instantly filled with surprise. She raised her hands to hold his neck and threw herself into his arms: "Ayan, why is it you? When did you come back? Are you hungry? Have you eaten?"

Wen Chaoyan lowered his head and breathed in the warm, fragrant and soft scent of the woman in his arms.

He answered her questions one by one: "I just came back. I was afraid you would find me smelly, so I just took a shower. I haven't eaten yet. But did I wake you up?"

Jiang Wancheng laughed, "To be honest, I thought there was a mouse in the house and was about to catch it!"

Only then did Wen Chaoyan notice that she was barefoot.

He sighed helplessly: "Although the snow outside has melted and there is a heating system in the house, you still have to take care of yourself. If you get sick, I will feel bad, understand?"

After saying that, Wen Chaoyan picked her up and carried her horizontally, and the two of them returned to the room.

After putting the person on the couch, there was a knock on the door.

It was the maid who brought the meal.

What Wen Chaoyan wanted was very simple, he just wanted a bowl of hot noodles.

Jiang Wancheng supported his head, sat opposite him, watched him eat, and enthusiastically told Wen Chaoyan everything that had happened in the past few days.

"Did you go to Xiangshan Temple?"

Jiang Wancheng: "Yes. But it snowed before we could enjoy it. What a pity. We can only go back in the spring to join in the fun."

Wen Chaoyan's expression suddenly turned serious: "Cheng'er, don't leave the city casually for the time being."

Jiang Wancheng naturally noticed the change in his mood and asked curiously, "What's wrong? What happened again?"

Wen Chaoyan paused, ate the noodles in the bowl in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and then said, "The abbot of Xiangshan Temple died yesterday."

Jiang Wancheng: "Ah!!!?"

When she went to Xiangshan Temple that day, she also met the abbot.

The person who was standing right in front of him suddenly died... Jiang Wancheng was so shocked that he couldn't describe it in words.

In her previous life, she seemed to have heard about a monk's death, but she didn't pay attention at the time, so she just heard it.

It turned out that he was the abbot of Xiangshan Temple!

It took her a while to recover.

"How did you die?"

Wen Chaoyan looked at her and asked, "Do you want to know?"

Jiang Wancheng: "I...can't I know? If not, then don't say it."

Wen Chaoyan: "There's nothing I can't tell you. I'm just afraid of scaring you. But do you remember where we met again in Shangjing?"

Of course Jiang Wancheng remembers!

"The tragic case in Eighteen Alleys!"

She suddenly realized, “Shangjing, have there been many tragic incidents recently?”

Wen Chaoyan said "hmm".

"A lot of murders did happen, and all of them were classified as Pearl cases. They happened both inside and outside the city. However, in order to avoid causing panic, some of the cases were covered up, and ordinary people didn't know about it."

Jiang Wancheng suddenly felt a little scared.

Wen Chaoyan asked her if she still wanted to know.

Jiang Wancheng gritted his teeth but nodded.

She was really curious, could these tragedies be related in some way?

Seeing how determined she was, Wen Chaoyan reached out and pinched her face.

"Go to bed first. I'll go clean my mouth and I'll talk to you when I come back."

At this moment, Jiang Wancheng actually felt a sense of anticipation to hear a story...

So she quickly got off the bed and lay down on it.

When Wen Chaoyan came back, he saw her lying straight and found it funny.

After lying down in the bed with his arms around his lover, he slowly began to talk about this case that had been going on for several months.

"In fact, the tragedy that happened in the Eighteenth Alley was not the first Pearl Case. The first Pearl Case happened in a family in Zhuque Alley. The victims were the young emperor's nurse and her husband who had returned home with honors."

"Both of them were beheaded. The husband's limbs were gone, leaving only his torso. The nurse's limbs were still there, but her chest was cut."

Jiang Wancheng trembled.

"She was cut on her chest because she breastfed the little emperor?"

"Also, are all the victims like those in Eighteen Alley, with their limbs missing? And the heads, where did they go?"

Seeing that she seemed to be getting bolder, Wen Chaoyan continued, "That's not the case. Some people only had their arms removed, some had their legs removed, and some had both arms and legs intact."

Jiang Wancheng: "Then how did you determine that they were all related to the Pearl case? Was it because all the victims had their heads cut off? Did you find those heads?"

Wen Chaoyan: "Yes, because all the victims were beheaded. And without exception, all the victims' lost heads were eventually found in the victims' own homes."

Jiang Wancheng was startled again.

In my own home!!!

Wen Chaoyan rubbed her arm, and seeing that she was still receptive, he continued, "Some were found in the stove, some on the beams. Some were found in the manure pit, and some were found in the shed."

The cases that Wen Chaoyan mentioned were bloody murders one after another!

When he thought of this, even though he was in bed, Jiang Wancheng felt a chill down his spine.

"Then why is it called the Pearl Case?"

Wen Chaoyan: "Because all the victims' heads that were found had their mouths filled with pearls."

Jiang Wancheng instantly got goosebumps all over his body and felt terrified!

"pearl!!?"

Because the mouths of the victims' severed heads were filled with pearls, these bloody cases were classified as pearl cases!

Jiang Wancheng thought of the tax issue for fishermen along the coast of Daliang.

In today's world, whether you are farming or fishing, as long as there are able-bodied men in the family, you need to pay taxes per person.

When Wen Chaoyan was in Wushan before, he also paid hunting taxes.

The taxes paid for hunting are much higher than those for farming.

Thanks to his ability, there is still a lot of surplus every month.

However, the way coastal fishermen pay taxes is rather special.

That is, you can pay a certain amount of pearls to replace the insufficient silver in your home.

But I heard that if you use pearls to pay taxes, you need to pay by kilogram.

The larger the number of people in the family, the more pearls are needed.

Seeing that she seemed to be thinking about something, Wen Chaoyan reached out and lifted her chin and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Wancheng stared into Wen Chaoyan's eyes: "Do you have any suspects? Who did it? Why did they do it? Was it revenge, or was it intentional chaos, or... to cover up something?"

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