Go back to ancient times to explore the case

In the interrogation room, Su Mei grabbed the iron railing, her hair was disheveled, and she yelled ferociously, "Why do you arrest me! I want to see your captain!"

She grabbed from the gap of the railing, and her pointed nails swept across Yan Qingchuan's face. She still had the elegant and dignified appearance of a wealthy businessman's wife before.

"Master Yan, come here quickly, be careful not to be scratched by this woman." Xie Yu'an stood in a corner several meters away and waved to Yan Qingchuan.

Yan Qingchuan glanced at her sideways, with contempt in his eyes, and said loudly: "Xu Jin, bring people in."

After a while, Xu Jin came over while pressing Fang Ming.

Su Mei fell silent the moment she saw Fang Ming. After a while, she stretched out her arm and grabbed Fang Ming's arm, crying: "Didn't I let you go? Why don't you go? Why are you so stupid?" !"

Fang Ming glanced at Su Mei, and was about to speak when Yan Qingchuan interrupted the two of them: "Pull them apart and interrogate them separately immediately."

"Yes!" Xu Jinzhong replied angrily, then pressed Fang Ming and left.

Only Yan Qingchuan, Xie Yu'an, who was silent, and Su Mei, who was crying non-stop, were left in the interrogation room.

After a while, Su Mei's crying gradually subsided, and Yan Qingchuan asked, "Right now, do you still want to keep hiding it?"

Su Mei's face was full of weeping makeup. Under the delicate makeup, she could not conceal the aging appearance of years and wind. She asked in a daze: "What do you want to ask?"

"What's your relationship with the guard?"

Su Mei curled her lips into a smile, and asked back, "Didn't you see everything, why bother to ask again, besides, Fang Ming told you everything, right?"

Yan Qingchuan continued to ask: "How did you start? When were you discovered by Yuan Hai?"

Su Mei's gaze turned resentful in an instant, she scratched at the edge of the table and said bitterly: "Why can men go out and have fun while women can only stay in the house and be widows?

Let me tell you, if Yuan Hai hadn't relied on my natal family's influence to make his fortune, do you think he would be where he is today?He is good, he forgot his roots when he became rich, and even wanted to divorce me and marry that foxy girl, why, why!

I followed him from the age of 16, 30 years, 30 years, I only have him as a man, I gave everything for him, and in the end, he actually wanted to divorce me!He deserves to die, he deserves to die, and that Hu Meizi should die too, let them die together! "

When it came to the end, Su Mei's expression was distorted and she was almost insane.

After being silent for two seconds, Yan Qingchuan knocked on the table, and said calmly: "Answer my question, when did you have a relationship with Fang Ming, and when did Yuan Hai find out about it."

Su Mei panted heavily and said, "A year ago, when Fang Ming first entered the mansion, he...he treated me very well. Although he was 16 years younger than me, he was a caring, mature and steady person. He's a good man, but he's also a fool, why... why can't he think about it, and kill someone, and if he kills someone, his life will be over."

Yan Qingchuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you think he killed Yuan Hai, and that's why he kept concealing your relationship before?"

Su Mei was taken aback, "What do you mean? Didn't Yuan Hai kill him?"

"He is currently under investigation as a major suspect in this case."

Su Mei said dejectedly: "About a month ago, Yuan Hai found out about our relationship. He locked Fang Ming in the cellar, beat him every day to vent his anger, and sometimes even me. He threatened to make Fang Ming's life worse than death." , Later, it was I who bribed the old housekeeper in the mansion, and then sent him out of Yuan Mansion to hide in my private house.

I asked him to leave the capital, but he refused until the news of Yuan Hai's death came. I thought... I thought it was him who did it, and then I found the old housekeeper and told him to leave quickly. "

Yan Qingchuan nodded, got up and left the interrogation room with Xie Yu'an.

"Although the guard and Su Mei have the motive and time to commit the crime, they should not be the murderer." Xie Yu'an vowed.

Yan Qingchuan showed a noncommittal expression.

In fact, they have already ruled out Fang Ming's suspicion from just one point. Fang Ming is less than [-] in height and has a thin body, which does not fit the portrait of the murderer they have drawn up.

Then Yan Qingchuan and Xie Yu'an separated, Yan Qingchuan went to arrange the next step of work, Xie Yu'an ran to have breakfast.

At the breakfast table, by coincidence, Xie Yu'an and Xu Jin sat at the same table, Xu Jin snorted coldly when he saw her, showing disdain.

Xie Yu'an took a sip of the warm porridge and said, "Boss Xu, did Mr. Yan not sleep last night?"

When mentioning Yan Qingchuan, Xu Jin said with a look of admiration: "That's right, Mr. Yan handles official business, night clothes and food, unlike you, who sleeps like a pig."

Xie Yu'an blinked and said: "But Master Yan not only doesn't dislike me as a pig, but also puts on clothes for me. Did Master Yan put clothes on for you?"

Xu Jin put down the bowl with a "snap", her neck flushed red, "You...you, you are a villain! I will definitely expose your true colors in front of Mr. Yan, you are not worthy of our Mr. Yan! "

Xie Yu'an finished his porridge, wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, left a sentence "Whether you deserve it or not is up to Mr. Yan" and then drifted away.

She originally wanted to go back to catch up on sleep, but when she walked to the gate, she paused, then turned her foot and came to Qingtian's file room.

Yan Qingchuan sat at the desk and wrote the case file himself.

Xie Yu'an walked over and glanced at it, the handwriting on the paper was correct, the pen was sharp and sharp, and the handwriting was like a person.

Yan Qingchuan said without raising his head, "What are you doing here?"

Xie Yu'an said with a smile: "I'm Master Yan's follower, how can there be a reason why the master works hard and the follower takes the opportunity to take a nap?"

Yan Qingchuan didn't say a word, his expression was flat, as if he was used to Xie Yu'an's smooth tongue.

Neither of them spoke for a while, Xie Yu'an wandered around in the study, first poured a cup of hot tea for Yan Qingchuan, then ground new ink, and finally stood obediently behind Yan Qingchuan, trying hard to play the qualified follower role.

As a result, after standing for a while, she couldn't hold on any longer, her eyelids were clenched, her head couldn't stop pointing forward, and finally she tilted her body, leaning against the bookshelf beside her and half asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, she was woken up by a sliver of cold air seeping in through the cracks in the window. She shivered from the cold, and quickly closed the window tightly.

The room was silent, and the drowsy sound of brushes had long since disappeared. Xie Yu'an looked at Yan Qingchuan's back with his cheeks propped up, and whispered, "Master Yan?"

Not getting any response, she took two steps forward, bent over and turned her head to look at Yan Qingchuan.

Good guy, Mr. Yan also fell asleep, but it's no wonder, after all, this person hasn't slept for dozens of hours, and Iron Man can't hold on.

Xie Yu'an shook his head, stood beside Yan Qingchuan, and carefully turned the other's head towards him.

God knows, she just wanted to make Mr. Yan sleep more comfortably, not to "recharge".

Yan Qingchuan Xu was indeed extremely tired. With Xie Yu'an's hand swaying him so lightly, his head really tilted, and he leaned sideways on Xie Yu'an's waist, and his body relaxed.

Xie Yu'an looked at Yan Qingchuan's sleeping face, and murmured: "There are cases that can't be solved, murderers that can't be caught, and everything is done by myself, so why bother?"

A person who is fast asleep cannot respond to her.

After standing like this for a while, Xie Yu'an's legs felt a little sore, but he still stood up straight and tried his best to act as a humanoid pillow.

After a while, the door of the study room was opened, Xu Jin strode in, just about to speak, seeing this scene, stuck the words in his throat, and expressed his anger to Xie Yu'an with his eyes.

Xie Yu'an waved his hands, and said in a low voice, "I'll talk about what's going on later, let Mr. Yan rest for a while."

Xu Jin stared hard at Xie Yu'an before turning around and leaving.

Xie Yu'an rubbed his stiff neck, then felt his body loosen, and looked down, Yan Qingchuan had already woken up, looking up at her slightly, his face was still a little dazed as if he just woke up.

Such a master Yan is naturally very rare, Xie Yu'an smiled lightly, "Master Yan, are you awake?"

The moment she opened her mouth, Yan Qingchuan's gaze came back clear, and he resumed his usual indifferent expression, and hummed softly, "You..."

Xie Yu'an answered, "Master Yan wants to say thank you? No, this is what I should do."

Yan Qingchuan pursed his lips, glanced at Xie Yu'an's smiling face, got up and left the study.

Xie Yu'an stretched, thinking that Yan Qingchuan had slept on her for at least half an hour just now, which meant that she had charged the battery for half an hour, so she couldn't help being a little happy.

By the time she followed up with the room dedicated to this case, Yan Qingchuan was already listening to his subordinates reporting on the progress of the case.

After a series of visits and investigations into Yuan Hai's interpersonal relationship, two suspects with the motive and time of committing the crime were circled.

The first one is Qian Si, the head of Qian Ji's pawnshop, who competed with Yuan Hai in business and had a bad relationship. On the day of the crime, he claimed to be resting at home because of discomfort, and no one could testify.

The second one is Xue An, a boatman at the river wharf. Some people have seen him go to Chenxiang Pavilion to borrow money from Yuan Hai.

Yan Qingchuan nodded after listening, "I will visit these two people myself."

Xie Yu'an raised his eyebrows and said, "Now?"

Yan Qingchuan glanced at her, expressing otherwise?Then he raised his legs and walked towards the gate of Qingtian Division.

Xie Yu'an sighed and hurriedly followed.

Dao Yan's physique as a model worker is really no one else.

The two came all the way to Qian's Mansion. When the butler heard that they were from Qingtian Division, he kept saying that his master was not there, and raised his hand to close the door. Yan Qingchuan put his hand into the crack of the door to block it without blinking. Fortunately, the butler stopped at the last moment after closing the door, otherwise Mr. Yan's hand might be injured and healed in a hundred days.

Xie Yu'an frowned, kicked open the door, pushed the butler's chest and walked in, yelling: "Qian Si, who is Qian Si?! Come out, and Qing Tiansi investigates the case."

The butler stomped his feet and said, "It's been said that the master is not here, what are you doing!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, an angry man's voice came from a room on the east side.

"Old Qiu, what's going on! Didn't you ask you to stop Qing Tiansi's people?!"

The butler shy away from speaking.

Yan Qingchuan said to the room: "Boss Qian, do you want to come out by yourself, or should I come in and invite you?"

"Squeak—" the door opened, and a short, shrewd man came out of the room. It was Qian Si, who rubbed his hands together and said, "No, no, please don't bother Mr. Yan."

Yan Qingchuan glanced at him, and said calmly: "Yuan Hai was killed, you know about it."

Qian Si nodded and said: "I know, this matter has been spread all over the capital in the past two days."

"Where were you on the day of the incident?"

Qian Si was a little nervous and said: "Yesterday, someone from your Qingtian Division has already looked for me. I told you that I was not feeling well that day, and I was sleeping in the room."

"Who can testify to this?"

Qian Si immediately turned around and shouted towards the room: "Cuiyu, come out."

A young maid came out of the room, lowered her head and said in a low voice: "The maid served by Master's side all night that day, Master fell asleep very early and never left the room."

Xie Yu'an swept across the bruise on the maid's forehead, and her eyes wandered to a bloodstain of tooth marks on the back of her neck when she lowered her head, and finally fell on those tightly clenched hands, some nails fell off, and the wound had already formed blood scab.

"Boss Qian, your house is so well-built, I wonder if you can let this girl guide me and let me enjoy the scenery of the mansion?" Xie Yu'an looked around and said.

Qian was in a dilemma, "This..."

Yan Qingchuan said coolly: "Is there anything shameful about Boss Qian's mansion?"

Qian Si waved his hands again and again, "Naturally not, naturally not." He looked at the maid and said with a straight face: "Cuiyu, speak carefully, if you accidentally bump into this lord, you should know what will happen to you, right?"

The little maid Cuiyu shook her body and lowered her head even lower, "Returning to the master, this servant understands."

Xie Yu'an raised his finger to the rockery rock scene in the corner of the atrium, "Well, this is very interesting, Miss Cuiyu can introduce it to me." He said and went there first.

Cuiyu also followed suit.

Xie Yu'an walked around the rockery with his hands behind his back, rubbing his chin, as if admiring the display.

She stared at the red carp swimming in the pond, and said in a low voice, "Girl Cuiyu, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Cuiyu shrugged her shoulders awkwardly, "This servant doesn't understand what your lord means."

Xie Yu'an smiled faintly, she looked towards Qian Si without hesitation, and met Qian Si's exploring eyes.

Xie Yu'an half-closed his eyes, and slowed down his voice: "If you want to escape from the clutches of this rotten man Qian Si, I can help you, but if you don't have the courage to resist, then no one can help you."

After Xie Yu'an finished speaking, he looked at Cuiyu, who was biting his lower lip, with tears in his eyes, his face was struggling, and after a while he said with trembling lips, "Help me, my lord."