Queen's Detective

"How about it, isn't that young lady the murderer? Could it be a murder of love?" Ling Ding was gearing up, "Do you want me to continue the investigation?"

Yan Sanbai shook his head, "No need, that lady won't be the murderer."

"Ah? Then why did the murderer use that lady's handkerchief?"

"That's the evidence of the deceased." Yan Sanbai closed his eyes, turned around and continued walking towards Qianjiang Tower.

I scratched my head alone and didn't know why, because I was curious, I simply didn't go back to the palace, and followed quickly.

In front of the Qianjiang Building, Yan Sanbai suddenly stopped again, without stopping alone, almost hitting him on the back.

"What's the matter?" Ling Ding asked.

Yan Sanbai turned back seriously, and said, "I'll enter from the second floor, you draw attention from the main entrance."

As he spoke, he patted Lone Ding on the shoulder, and ran away in the blink of an eye.Looking at his elegant figure leaping up at the corner in front, Ling Ding opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a while—he thought... only his prince would cheat him like this.

Hey, that's all, I'm used to it anyway.Thinking of this alone, he walked into Qianjiang Building from the main entrance with the great feeling of sacrificing himself to help others.

However, no one paid attention to him.

Everyone is too familiar with his face, and it's not very distinctive. The little brother serving tea turned his head and saw him, and he just let out a 'yo'.

Ling Ding: "..."

Yan Sanbai had successfully avoided everyone's sight, entered the building, and then reached the fourth floor without a sound.In the Qianjiang Building, the more popular girls live, the higher they live. Qin Sang is on the top floor, and Qiu Chan is just below her.It is said that many customers like her poisonous mouth.

Yan Sanbai thought, this is really a strange hobby.

"Du, dun."

"Please come in." A quick response came from the room, Yan Sanbai opened the door and went in, and saw Qiuchan sitting alone at the table with a plate of melon seeds and two cups of steaming tea on the table.

Qiu Chan smiled and looked over, stretched out her hand, "Mr. Yan, please sit down."

Yan Sanbai sat down, looked at the teacup pushed in front of him, "You knew I would come?"

"Yeah, you suspect me, you will come to me sooner or later."

"Ordinary murderers are not as frank as you, girl."

Qiu Chan chuckled, "Then can this dispel your doubts?"

Yan Sanbai shook his head, "No, Miss Qiuchan, if you are a murderer, then you are not an ordinary murderer."

Hearing this, Qiu Chan covered her mouth and smiled happily, "Young Master Yan, you have a sweet mouth, so I'll take you as a compliment."

"Miss Qiuchan, can you please recall whether anyone had contact with Miss Qin Sang within about a month before her death?"

"Within a month? That's the prince." Qiu Chan replied without thinking.

"No, besides the lord, is there anyone else? She is fine if she is not in direct contact." Yan Sanbai asked patiently.

Qiu Chan frowned again and thought for a while, "Then only Xiaoyue is a good friend. He has been here several times, but he is thin-skinned and refuses to enter this place of fireworks. He always meets Xiaoyue at the back door. Yes. I see, he has a heart but no guts, and he is prudish."

"Is there no one else? For example, Jia Le."

"Ha, you're talking about that Jia Le, he won't be here long ago." Qiu Chan said with a smile: "Sister Qin ordered him not to come in, did Luo Hua mean to be ruthless? It's fine if he doesn't come, if it delays his fame, Lord Inspector has no choice but to fight us desperately."

Yan Sanbai carefully observed her expression, and asked again: "Do you know martial arts?"

Qiu Chan blinked: "Yes, the little girl is still good at lightness kung fu, Mr. Yan, do you want to compare with me?"

Yan Sanbai smiled and cupped his hands, "That's unnecessary, I have something else to do, so I'll leave now."

Qiu Chan sent him to the door, leaning on the door and teasing, "My lord is not very interesting."

Yan Sanbai could only touch his nose.

Ling Ding waited at the door, and when he saw Yan Sanbai coming out, he rushed to meet him, his attitude was much more gracious than his master, his childhood dream was to be a knight in the rivers and lakes like Yan Sanbai, so he insisted on calling him Yan Sanbai 'Hero Yan'.

"Hero Yan, where are we going now?"

"Do you know the local green skin?" Yan Sanbai asked suddenly.

Ling Ding was stunned, and said: "Of course, when the prince first came to Luoyang, he dealt with them severely, and now they call him a great god."

"Great God?" Yan Sanbai rarely showed doubts.

"It was originally called Grandpa, but in this case, wouldn't they just take advantage of the royal family for no reason?" Ling Ding said: "Hero Yan, if you have something to ask them, just report the name of our prince."

Yan Sanbai suppressed a smile, "That's fine, do me a favor and ask them to find Jia Le, but they have to act secretly, and keep quiet after finding it. By the way, let them spread the news while searching , that is to say, Jia Le was also killed."

"Are we going to plan the same way we did with Lu Lingge last time?"

"It's not about the layout, it's just looking for a point to break the game. This is called soldiers never tire of cheating."

Lonely tilted his head and thought about it, why is this sentence so familiar, as if he heard it somewhere.But he couldn't think of it for a while, so he didn't want to, and said a little excitedly: "Then I will do it right away!"

The local hooligans are the ones who can penetrate into the corners of the streets and alleys the most. They can turn into tiny drops of water and sneak into the big river of Luoyang.

The peddlers on the street were still talking about the latest anecdotes while shouting, and the guests in the teahouse were talking about everything from the death of the oiran to the current imperial court. Passing by, new anecdotes will be laid out again.

And Yan Sanbai turned around and went back to the palace, washed up and fell asleep.Whether a lie can expose a lie may not be revealed until the sun rises tomorrow.

Back at the palace, Amon was waiting at the door, with his hands in his sleeves like an old man, "Young Master Yan, you are back, come in quickly, the prince has already bathed and changed, and we are waiting for you to have dinner together."

Shower and change clothes?Yan Sanbai followed him in, turned around a large front yard, and then walked to the dining hall.When Yan Sanbai saw the person standing inside for the first time, he almost didn't recognize him.

The man was tall, with a slender figure, dressed in a well-formed black dress with red piping, and his waist-length black hair hung down and draped over his shoulders, looking wet.He was looking at the dishes on the table, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand was holding a white porcelain spoon to scoop the soup, and the hand holding the spoon and wearing a black jade wrench was whiter than the white porcelain.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps, turned around and asked with a smile, "Why don't you come in?"

It was the first time Yan Sanbai saw Li Yan wearing clothes other than scarlet. The black could not conceal his free and easy spirit, but it also highlighted a bit of solemnity.

"I couldn't stand it anymore, so I went to take a shower first, brother Yan, do you mind if I have dinner with you like this?" Li Yan asked.

"My lord, please feel free." Yan Sanbai is a guest, so of course he doesn't mind if Li Yan's hair is disheveled, and...to be honest, Li Yan's hair is disheveled and his temples are wet, he really deserves the word "beauty". No wonder those portraits sell so well.

After dinner, Yan Sanbai was going to sleep, but he didn't sleep well this morning, and he is not in good spirits at the moment.But Li Yan stopped him, looking at him with starry eyes, "Would you like to have a few drinks with me?"

Yan Sanbai is a typical person who doesn't know how to refuse, and when he turns around, he finds that it is too late to refuse, so when he wanted to sternly refuse, he was already sitting with Li Yan in the lake pavilion drinking and watching the moon.

Of course, Yan Sanbai still refuses to drink, and Li Yan doesn't force him either. He can't have fun without wine, and can't have fun without piano. He both drinks and plays the piano, and is accompanied by a "beauty". Life is so fun.

Li Yan picked up a tune at will, and played it as he pleased, but the unrestrained piano sound in the past was also tinged with a little melancholy tonight.It's not a song, it's just some fragmented tunes, which flashed across Li Yan's mind like a meteor, and then flowed out from his fingertips without any modification.Just like his sentimental feelings because of the loss of a friend, he is still him, still frivolous, but there seems to be something blocked in his heart, not venting, not happy.

Suddenly, he stopped, gently pressed the strings to calm the restlessness, and said, "Ling Ding said that you told him to find Qingpi, but do you have any clues?"

"The clues are not counted, but some guesses." Yan Sanbai said: "Have you ever thought about it, although Miss Qin Sang's top floor is not often visited by people, but if there is any movement, you can definitely hear it downstairs. But until she falls died, no one in the building noticed something was wrong, Miss Qin Sang didn't make any cry for help, and it took a long time for the [-] candles to be lit together, so it can be seen—"

Li Yan continued: "The person who killed her probably knew her."

Yan Sanbai nodded, "So I asked Qingpi to release the fake news about Jia Le's murder, just to see the murderer's reaction. As you said, Jia Le is an infatuated kind. Although he has been in contact with Miss Qin Sang , but it shouldn’t be classified as unscrupulous. The murderer heard that the person was dead, but he didn’t kill himself, so he would inevitably guess wildly.”

Li Yan stroked his chin and asked, "Would the murderer not use his tricks to kill Jia Le?"

Yan Sanbai shook his head, "Let's not talk about whether he can find Jia Le, he has no reason to kill him at all."

"Why?" Li Yan didn't think that such a vicious murderer would condone a life.

"Because there is no evidence of a crime." Yan Sanbai's tone was very firm, "His current path is completely following the curse written in the story book, killing the heartless man and taking his heart. If he kills the heartless man, he is not the heartless man. Didn’t the Jia Le lift a rock and shoot himself in the foot?”

"Cheng Rui's handkerchief is his evidence?"

"Well, in fact, his crimes are the same as Li Qian's. He had a good relationship with Qin Sang, but secretly communicated with the lady of another family. Married a beautiful wife. In the eyes of ordinary brothel women, this is nothing, but Miss Qin Sang is different. Her obsession with Dong Lang has been deeply rooted in her bones. This man is naturally very disappointed with Cheng Rui and Li Qian."

"Indeed, if it was Qin Sang, even if he died, he would not be able to share a man with other women." Li Yanzhong smiled again and talked to Yan Sanbai. That restlessness was soothed.

He stood up, "It's getting late, go back to sleep."

Yan Sanbai was indeed tired, and was about to get up, but when Yan Sanbai walked past him, he suddenly had a whim, reached out and touched the top of his head, "Investigate the case carefully, catch the murderer, I was going to invite you Yan Yanglou eats good noodles."

Yan Sanbai: "..."

In fact, I am not greedy.