Warm fragrance cloud around

It seemed that just for a moment, the weather became gloomy.

Under the chaotic sky, low-hanging dark blue rain clouds gather and press down with bursts of sultry air. People in it seem to be wrapped by an invisible curtain, and inexplicable boredom and anxiety can't help but surge in their hearts.

Because they were worried about encountering a heavy rain on the way, the two of them did not stay in the alley for a long time. After reading it for the last time, they took a carriage to Jingzhao Mansion.

It is very reasonable and reasonable for the father to be assassinated and the son to investigate. Seeing Cheng Jiangyun coming to Jingzhao Mansion, Jingzhaoyin greeted him with a flattering smile without saying a word.

Jing Zhaoyin is over 40 years old, but he treats Cheng Jiangyun, who is almost half his age, very respectful.This is not surprising, not to mention the status of the son of the Hou family, Jing Zhaoyin is a third-rank official, and Dali Temple Minister is a third-rank official. The official position alone is one level behind him, and he has a bright future in the future. Can't afford to offend, Jing Zhaoyin still has such a wink after many years of ups and downs in the officialdom.

"Master Cheng is here to examine the assassin's body, I'll take you there right away."

Jing Zhaoyin did not assign any subordinates, but personally led Cheng Jiangyun and the two of them to the morgue. When they reached the door, a servant rushed over to wink at him. Jing Zhaoyin watched Cheng Jiangyun enter the room before calling the servant. come over.With such a thoughtful service, Mr. Cheng would think highly of him, Jing Zhaoyin raised his eyebrows proudly.

The body lay quietly on the wooden boards of the morgue.Because the rainstorm was approaching, it was already dark outside, and the room was even more gloomy.Under the flickering light, the assassin's face glowed strangely, it turned out to be a very young face.

Young enough to even be called a teenager.

The boy's eyes were closed tightly, most of the blood sprayed from his neck was wiped off during the autopsy, only a few spots remained on his fair skin, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a cruel look appeared on his dead face.

Facing such a young corpse, Lin Junnuan inexplicably felt a little familiar, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Have you found out the identity of the assassin?" Cheng Jiangyun asked Jing Zhaoyin outside the door, but Jing Zhaoyin looked at him hesitantly, with a very tangled expression on his face.

"What's the matter?"

Jing Zhaoyin swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice: "Just now, Lord Hou sent someone to send a message, demanding that I take full responsibility for his assassination case, and not to reveal any information to the prince..."

Sure enough, it was what his father would do. He used his power to hide the news for a while, thinking that he could completely cover up the truth, but could this really stop him?

"So?" Cheng Jiangyun smiled mockingly, "Are you planning to stop my investigation?"

Jing Zhaoyin repeatedly expressed his opinion, "I dare not! Master Cheng is the secretary of the Dali Temple, and the investigation of the assassination case is justified. I dare not stop you! But..."

He stroked the stubble on his chin, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty's order, the subordinate officials dare not ignore, it's really difficult!"

Cheng Jiangyun nodded knowingly, "Jingzhao Mansion is busy with affairs, so there is no time to be distracted by investigating the assassin case, so I handed over the case to Dali Temple in desperation. I will explain your hard work in front of the emperor, and Lord Jingzhao Yin need not worry."

Is this what he meant to point out to the emperor?Jing Zhaoyin's eyes lit up, and he bowed to Cheng Jiangyun, "Then I will trouble Mr. Cheng." He then ordered his subordinates to hand over all the clues they had investigated to Cheng Jiangyun, and then left with his own people.

"I didn't expect you to speak an official accent, can't you tell?" Lin Junnuan looked at the back of Jing Zhaoyin leaving happily, and raised his eyebrows at Cheng Jiangyun and smiled.

"It will come naturally after seeing a lot," Cheng Jiangyun replied, looking at her with concern, "How are you, do you want to go out and wait?" This was because Lin Junnuan would feel uncomfortable seeing the corpse.

"It's nothing." Lin Junnuan waved his hand, "Have you found out the identity of the assassin? He looks very young."

Cheng Jiangyun flipped through the information provided by Jing Zhaoyin, "The name is unknown. He is called A Min. He is seventeen years old. He lives in Zhilan Lane, Dongshi City. Both parents are dead, and he lives with his younger sister."

"What did you say his name was?" Lin Junnuan's pupils shrank slightly.

"Amin, what's the problem?" Cheng Jiangyun was puzzled, and found another thing, "Zhilan Lane, Dongshi City, I seem to have heard of this address somewhere."

"When we first met, I called myself Lin Jun and made up this address." Lin Junnuan looked up at him, with tears in his eyes, "Amin is Ah Hua's subordinate and his brother. "

After she made up her address in front of Cheng Jiangyun that time, she asked Ah Hua to arrange someone to cover for her, and it was the brothers and sisters Ah Min who arranged for her. (See