Queen's Detective

In the busy city, pedestrians come and go, roadside vendors are still yelling loudly, cute children are led by adults, and the candied haws in their hands are rubbed on Yan Sanbai's clothes, leaving some sugar stains.

No one noticed the sudden killing intent just now, the world is still the world.Yan Sanbai turned his head, the hand holding the scroll was naturally behind his back, and slowly continued to walk forward.

The killer who came this time has a deeper way than the last time, and he is very patient, and immediately flees away if he misses a hit.Besides, in the fight just now, he must be able to discover that Yan Sanbai was actually on guard, so it is still doubtful whether he will make another move.

And Yan Sanbai is not in a hurry to get rid of this killer, because he knows that even if he kills this one, the next one will come soon.

The other party was obviously not in a hurry, until Yan Sanbai walked into the palace, the assassination did not happen again.

So Yan Sanbai picked up the book again and read it.

Li Yan asked Alone to check Qin Sang's contacts, but he went to the Yamen first and met Qin Sang in the morgue.

The beauty is easy to grow old, and in an instant it has become a pink skeleton. Li Yan stood beside her quietly and watched for a while, then suddenly remembered the scene of their first meeting.

In fact, Li Yan thinks that Qin Sang is pleasing to the eye, not because of Qin Sang's superb piano skills, but because he rarely sees someone who likes to wear red clothes as much as he does, and who dresses so well.

She always likes to wear bright makeup, and with a red dress, she can be called the most beautiful flower in Luoyang City.Li Yan asked her why she likes red, she said - because the wedding dress is red, one day, Dong Lang will come back to marry me.

In fact, Li Yan had noticed at that time that Qin Sang seemed to be ill.She often sits alone in the room, with half of her face exposed to the sun and half of her face covered in shadows, angry or infatuated, waiting for a character in a book in her wedding dress.

"Dong Lang..." She sighed faintly, calling that person's name over and over again, the scrolls were scattered at her feet, her eyes didn't know where to look through the gauze curtain.

"Dong Lang..." Day after day, she gradually became terminally ill.

But at that time, no one took it seriously, because after all, it was a character in the book that would never appear.

No matter how much he thought about it, Li Yan took one last look at her, turned around and walked out.Luoyang Ling, who was waiting outside the door, was suddenly covered in ice, and thought, "Oh my god, it's that wicked person who dared to cuckold the king of Luoyang and kill him, you have to do it too!" I'm dead...

A falcon flapped its wings and swooped into the courtyard of the yamen, and stopped in Li Yan's hand.Li Yan read Lonely's letter, took the horse, and left the city gate all the way.

The horse galloped across the flower fields, and the flower girls in the flower fields couldn't help but look at the figure on the horseback, and their hearts were bursting with joy.Someone grabbed the flower petals in the basket and sprinkled them on the side of the road. This was their way of expressing their joy to the one they loved. However, Li Yan was not in the mood to accept it at the moment, and went straight to the boat on the lakeside of the city.

Someone was standing in the flower field, wearing a bamboo hat, looking at him with a smile.

"My lord!" Ling Ding went up to lead the horse, and hurriedly said: "Miss Qin Sang really had a tryst with other men here, this is the boat you gave her!"

Li Yan stopped suddenly, squinted his eyes and looked at him, "Ling Ding, what do you want to express?"

Every month, the King of Luoyang always wanted to strangle his long follower to death for a few days.

"It's nothing, the little one didn't say anything." Ling Ding shook his head quickly, but he thought to himself—in fact, he cared too much about the prince. Now in everyone's hearts, the prince must be the greenest man in the world. Poor.

"Where's the person?" Li Yan still decided to let go of his long-term follower for the time being, and throw him into the river to feed the fish on a sunny day.

"It's inside." Ling Ding said.

Apart from staying in Qianjianglou, Qin Sang came here most times to draw boats, so Li Yan asked him to come here alone to see if he had any clues.Unexpectedly, he really found a sneaky figure on the shore, grabbed it and showed it to the old boatman, and he really had a trick with Qin Sang.

So he asked the boatman alone, and the boatman was afraid of causing trouble, so he explained everything.

Qin Sang seldom received guests in the building, but in this secluded boat, there were often young men coming in and out. Although the old boatman didn't want to pay attention to these, he still remembered one or two people's faces.

"I have already sent someone to look for another one. The one caught now is Tang Xiuwen, the son of Yuanwai Tang in the north of the city."

On the other hand, Yan Sanbai was fascinated by reading the books. He was familiar with the classics and history collections, but he had never read the Fengyue storybook. Now it seems that each has its own strengths. No wonder the market sells so well.And the book Yan Sanbai was reading was "Butterfly Dream" that Qin Sang had been thinking about.

This book tells the story of a young scholar from a scholarly family and an official lady.The scholar is that Dong Lang, a scholar, good-looking, gentle and elegant, with outstanding literary talent.The young lady also looks like a fish and a wild goose. It is reasonable to say that she should be a good match for a scholar, but her father was an official in the previous dynasty.

The young lady was reduced to a prostitute, she babbled on the stage and sang other people's joys and sorrows, and tasted the warmth and coldness of the world.Then she met the scholar, and the two fell in love at first sight, but of course the scholar's family would not accept such a daughter-in-law.

Under various difficulties and framed, the two were forced to separate.The scholar was stared at by the old servant, and embarked on the road to Beijing to rush for the exam. The two secretly agreed that when the scholar's high school champion returned to his hometown, he would definitely take the young lady away.

However, it takes too long to go to Beijing to catch the exam. When the scholar returns, the young lady has been forced to leave the country.Of course, at the end of the story, the scholar went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and still found the lady, and the lover finally got married.

This is a story that comes through hard work, but after Yan Sanbai finished reading it in one go, he always felt empty and a little uncomfortable in his heart.Qin Sang must have put herself in this story, she also has such a Dong Lang in her heart, but the ending of her story is too tragic.

Suburbs, lakeside.

A young man was 'invited' into the boat. He looked like a scholar. Although his expression was restrained, he was still a little nervous.This person is exactly the Tang Xiuwen the leader mentioned.

"Bang—" The door was closed behind him.

He couldn't help trembling in his heart, and looked up at the king of Luoyang sitting in front of the piano table inside the painting boat.

"Zheng——" the piano sounded suddenly, Li Yan raised his head to look at them, his eyes were cold, and the slender Danfeng eyes seemed to contain murderous intent, "Tell me, how did you and Qin Sang know each other?" ?”

"I... this..." Tang Xiuwen hesitated and couldn't speak.

Li Yan suddenly raised the corner of his mouth into a smile, and caressed the strings with his fingertips, "If you don't answer... just throw it into the river to feed the fish. Or do you want me to play a song to cheer you up?"

"My lord, the students are terrified." Tang Xiuwen became a little anxious when he heard that he was going to feed the fish, "Miss Qin Sang and I are casual friends, and we have never done anything wrong."

"Did I tell you what you guys did?" Li Yan sneered, "I'm not kidding myself, should I praise you for being too smart or for being stupid in reading."

Tang Xiuwen's expression changed suddenly, and he became anxious.In any case, his private meeting with Qin Sang was tantamount to prying Luoyang King's corner, which is a serious crime!

"My lord misunderstood! Student, student really just drank tea with Miss Qin Sang a few times..."

"That's enough, I'm not interested in knowing what you have done, I know what I did, anyway, now that Li Qian is dead, I think you will follow in his footsteps soon, why should I bother with a dead man. "

"Li, Li Qian?" Tang Xiuwen was completely unaware of Li Qian's death when he went out in the morning.Moreover, he is not familiar with Li Qian, but the King of Luoyang mentioned it at this moment, could it be...

"Dare to ask my lord, Li Qian's death...is it related to Miss Qin?" Tang Xiuwen felt guilty and asked bravely.

Li Yan lowered his head and stroked the zither, with a cold and cruel smile on his mouth, "Yes, he also went on this boat, but now he was cut out of his heart and died, using my blood to take your life, Qin Sang's words are true That's right."

Tang Xiuwen's cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.In fact, he really hadn't been with Qin Sang for a long time, he didn't have the guts to rob the King of Luoyang for a woman, so naturally he had no choice but to give up.But when he learned about the bloody words that day, he felt uneasy again.

He doesn't think that his affairs are enough to be ungrateful, but he remembers that he left something on the boat. If it is discovered and misunderstood by others, wouldn't it be a big mistake?So he sneaked back here secretly, hoping to take the things away, but he didn't expect to be caught.

The matter has come to this point, he can only tell the whole thing, "...that's the way it is, my lord, you must believe me!"

Following Yan Sanbai's example, Ling Ding carefully observed Tang Xiuwen's expression, nodded and said, "My lord, his eyes are firm, I don't think he's lying."

"Do I need you to teach me?" Li Yan glanced at him. Ever since meeting Yan Sanbai, being alone has become more and more annoying.

Li Yan looked at Tang Xiuwen again, "I ask you, what did you leave here? If I can find it, I will believe you."

Tang Xiuwen hastily agreed, he remembered that it was a small fan pendant, which fell behind the screen.He hurried over to look for it, and after groping for a while, he saw it behind the screen.

"I found it!" He looked up happily, but when he saw the thing in front of him, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Ghost, ghost!" Tang Xiuwen screamed and sat down on the ground.

At this moment, a folding fan flew over and hit the screen frame heavily, pushing it away several feet away, and wobbled a few times.Li Yan stood up, frowning slightly, "Where is the ghost?"

Tang Xiuwen stared wide-eyed and raised his finger to point to the back of the screen. Now he was facing them head-on due to the impact of the folding fan.On the screen, there is no landscape of flowers and birds, but a painting of a scholar holding a scroll. Judging by the brushwork, the painter's painting skill is quite good.However, this is not the point, the point is - this scholar has no face.

Just now when Tang Xiuwen looked up, he saw a faceless scholar standing in front of him, the light over there was dim, no wonder he was so frightened.

"Dong Lang! This must be Dong Lang!" Tang Xiuwen was still in shock, but suddenly called out again at this moment, "I used to think that something was wrong with Qin Sang, and I kept calling me Dong Lang, Dong Lang, but I don't have a surname at all. Dong!"

Hearing this, Li Yan walked up to the screen and looked this 'faceless man' up and down. This is undoubtedly Qin Sang's brushwork.But Dong Lang saw Dong Lang again, first Li Qian and then Tang Xiuwen, maybe there will be more people later, what did Qin Sang want to do before she was alive?

At the same time, surrounded by hundreds of flowers, muffled struggling sounds were blocked in his mouth.

"Oh! Woohoo!" The bound man writhed on the ground like a sad bug.His eyes were wide open, his pupils constricted, it was fear, spreading infinitely in his heart.

The sharp sickle reflected the dazzling sunlight and slashed down mercilessly.One knife, another knife, blood sprayed on the flowers and leaves, seeping into the soil.

The man was completely silent, everything seemed to be going on in silence.Soon, a pair of white hands took out a heart from the chest and put it in the flower basket, the gesture carried some pious meaning.

The wind passed, and the flowers fell, filling the hollow in the chest of the corpse.The people on the flower fields carried flower baskets, walked briskly, and walked away humming a song.

Luoyang Palace.

Yan Sanbai lay on the bed for a while, but couldn't fall asleep well, and he had another dream that he hadn't had for a long time.The sound of the pipa in the dream is tenacious and unyielding, with a touch of waking world desolation, as if it took him back to the distant past. The woman was sitting by the stream in front of the dilapidated house, and she was about to turn around.

Suddenly, a knock on the door woke him up from his sleep.

Opening the door, outside the door is Li Yan's other long follower, Amon, who stayed in the palace, "Hero Yan, someone died outside the city again, the prince invites you to go there."

Amon spoke slowly, with a smile on his face. If you observe carefully, you will find that his smile never changes. The curvature of the corner of his mouth seems to be measured, and it will never change not bad.

"He died again?" Yan Sanbai couldn't help frowning, "What's going on?"

"It was the official who came to notify." Amon smiled and pointed back.

The officer in the back was at two extremes with him, and was very anxious, "My lord, Cheng Rui, the young owner of Zixiangtang, was killed in the flower field outside the city! Just now, he was gouged out just like Li Qian." , now the prince and the others are all there, my lord, hurry up and follow me!"

Cut out the heart?Is this a serial murder case?

"Don't worry, don't worry, Lord Yan, do you want to have lunch first? The prince ordered your stomach..." Amon said calmly, but Yan Sanbai floated past like a wind, " ...it doesn't seem very good."

"Hehe." Amon smiled, then turned to look at the official, "Do you want to stay for dinner?"

The officer quickly shook his head, turned around and chased after Yan Sanbai, "Master Yan, wait for me!"