Go back to ancient times to explore the case

"Do you have a fever?" Yan Qingchuan asked with a frown.

Xie Yu'an murmured vaguely, grabbed Yan Qingchuan's hand and pressed it on his head, "Master Yan, give me some more ice."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qingchuan withdrew his hand, took a step back and said, "What you have done."

Xie Yu'an sniffed, with an aggrieved expression on his face, "I didn't do this to save Miss Cuiyu."

Yan Qingchuan pursed his lips, said nothing, took Xie Yu'an back to the west courtyard, and pushed her back to the room, "If you are sick, just rest, why run around? Don't set foot in the east courtyard again in the future." After finishing speaking, Then he closed the door with a bang, blocking Xie Yu'an's words "Is there any medicine?" in his throat.

Xie Yu'an dragged her drowsy body and fell back on the couch resignedly. She was about to fall asleep when the door opened again. She raised her eyelids and looked. Under the hazy indoor light and shadow, Yan Qingchuan's tall figure also became blurred and overlapped. It seems unreal.

"Get up and drink your medicine."

The familiar indifferent tone made Xie Yu'an instantly sober. She sat up and saw the person coming. It was indeed Yan Qingchuan, who was standing in front of her couch holding a soup.

"Master Yan..." She spoke in a thick nasal voice, which seemed to be coquettish at first glance.

Yan Qingchuan couldn't help tightening the hand holding the bowl, she urged: "Drink the medicine."

Xie Yu'an took the bowl obediently, and drank it in a few sips. The bitter taste of the traditional Chinese medicine spread from her mouth to her stomach, causing her eyes to close tightly and her facial features to wrinkle.

"It's so hard."

After the bitterness faded a little, Xie Yu'an opened his eyes, and a slender and white hand appeared in his sight, with a red candy in the palm of it.

She looked up in astonishment, and saw Yan Qingchuan standing sideways, the candlelight reflected on her side face, casting a small soft shadow.

"Take it." Yan Qingchuan said calmly, his eyes on the ground.

Xie Yu'an narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Master Yan doesn't look like someone who loves candy, so can I understand that this candy is specially for me?"

Yan Qingchuan frowned slightly, "Stop talking nonsense, don't forget it." He was about to stop.

Xie Yu'an hastily reached out to grab the candy, not forgetting to scrape Master Yan's soft palm with his fingertips.

Yan Qingchuan withdrew his hand abruptly, and left the room with a cold face.

Xie Yu'an lay back on the couch, peeled off the sugar coating, and threw the sugar into her mouth. The sweetness filled her mouth. She closed her eyes with satisfaction, and the image of Yan Qingchuan appeared in her mind.

This made her wonder whether the stern and serious Master Yan is actually sweet inside like this candy.

Just thinking about it like this, she fell asleep vaguely, without a dream all night.

On the second day, the sky was bright, and there were heavy footsteps in the quiet Yan Mansion, and a bright stove was lit in the kitchen of Yan Mansion, which had not been used for a long time, and it went out after a long while, then ignited again, and then went out again.

After a long time, the kitchen returned to silence and became a mess.

The door of Xie Yu'an's room opened and then closed again, and the person sleeping on the bed was ignorant of everything.

......

In Qingtian Division, as soon as Yan Qingchuan entered the gate, Xu Jin greeted him. He first reported the progress of Qian Si's case, and then hesitated as if there was something hard to say.

Yan Qingchuan was going to visit Xue An, the boatman who was the second suspect in the Yuan Hai case today, and he didn't have time to spend with him here, so he said impatiently, "Speak up if you have something to say."

Xu Jin looked around, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Master Yan, you and Miss Xie, you..."

Yan Qingchuan raised his eyelids and looked at him, "What do you want to say?"

Seeing Yan Qingchuan's appearance, Xu Jin was a little relieved, and he said, how could he fall in love with a woman who was born as a thief, if she is as outstanding as Mr. Yan.

"Master Yan, that Miss Xie doesn't seem like a good person, even... even she plots against you, Lord Yan, please be careful."

Yan Qingchuan's eyebrows twitched, how could she not know about this, it's not like the good man Xie Yu'an had clearly explained all his "wrongdoing" thoughts yesterday.

"Concentrate on handling the case and don't mind your own business." She cleared her throat and walked into Qingtian Division without looking sideways.

Xu Jin stood on the spot and clenched his fists. At this moment, a police officer came over with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek. Seeing Xu Jin's indignant appearance, he asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Xu, is he being arrested by Yan again?" Did the adults train you?"

Xu Jin shook his head with a firm tone, "I will protect Lord Yan, and I will not let Lord Yan fall into the clutches of that villain!"

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks grinned, "Hey, Mr. Xu is so infatuated, it's really touching."

Xu Jin was so angry that he punched him directly in the stomach, and said viciously: "Smelly salt dealer, shut up!"

He was still secretly expressing his determination, Yan Qingchuan had already changed into Qingtian Si Shaoqing's regular uniform, and swiftly passed him, heading to the riverside wharf.

It was snowing heavily, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground, covering the back of his feet. Yan Qingchuan walked with one foot deep and the other shallow.

Half an hour later, she arrived at the pier in the city. Because a thin layer of ice had accumulated on the river, all the river cruise boats would be parked neatly at the pier, and the Upon was covered with snow.

A row of low earthen houses are lined up on one side of the pier, which are the residences of boatmen.

Yan Qingchuan rang the third room according to the registration address on the register, and a calm and hoarse male voice came from the room.

"Enter."

Yan Qingchuan pushed open the door, and there was a man standing in the room, a young man, to be precise, a man with a height of more than 1.8 meters, a strong figure, and several bruises on his face.

Yan Qingchuan looked at him, but didn't speak.

The man didn't speak, but looked at Yan Qingchuan with a clear look, and then stretched out his hands, "I know you will come sooner or later, don't worry, I don't intend to run away."

Yan Qingchuan frowned, then took out the shackles, handcuffed the man, and brought him back to Qingtian Division.

This man was Xue An, the boatman. In the interrogation room, he straightforwardly admitted that he was the murderer of Yuan Hai, and explained the motive, process, and method of the murder on the day of the incident.

On the day of the incident, he really wanted to ask Yuan Hai to borrow money, but Yuan Hai not only refused to borrow money, but also insulted his dead relatives. In a rage, he fought Yuan Hai, and Yuan Hai lost to him, so he shouted Seeing that he would retaliate thousands of times in the future and make the people around Xue An suffer, Xue An was angry from the heart, and the evil turned to the gall, so he simply killed Yuan Hai without doing anything.

Xue An stated everything calmly, without a trace of remorse on his face.

"Do you have anything else to confess, if you don't have anything, just sign it and make a deposit." Xu Jin said, pushing the confession in front of Xue An.

While raising his hand, Xue An said, "I confess to everything, my lords, please close the case as soon as possible." After speaking, he was about to press his fingerprints, but Yan Qingchuan held his arm in the next moment.

Yan Qingchuan's face was gloomy, and he asked, "Why do you ask Yuan Hai to borrow money?"

Xue An looked directly at her, and replied flatly: "My lord, this has nothing to do with the case, so I don't have to answer?"

Yan Qingchuan didn't ask any more questions, and just took back the plea.

Xu Jin looked puzzled, "Master Yan...what is the meaning of this?"

Yan Qingchuan didn't explain much, and left the interrogation room after saying "wait a minute".

Rong Shi also followed and stood under the eaves with her, watching the snow flakes flying in the courtyard together.

"You don't think Xue An is the real murderer?"

Yan Qingchuan nodded slightly, "This case is too smooth, but also too abnormal."

Rong Shi smiled, "You are getting more and more suspicious, isn't it good that the case went well?"

Yan Qingchuan frowned, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Xue An is so short of money that he doesn't hesitate to ask Yuan Hai for a usury loan. A person who needs money so urgently, would he kill someone on impulse?"

Rong Shi thought for a while and said, "Indeed," she paused, then smiled and said, "Qing Chuan, why don't you ask Miss Xie what she thinks about this matter, she looks carefree and carefree, and she handles the case well. She is kind and thoughtful, maybe she can find some clues from it."

Yan Qingchuan glanced at her face, "You have spoken nicely to her in front of me several times, did you two really reach some ulterior deal?"

Rong Shi shook his hands and smiled, "Where is it, Miss Xie and I are not as familiar as you are."

In the atrium, Luo Yi was holding a stack of files and walking towards the file room, when Rong Shi glanced at her, he asked knowingly: "A Yi, where are you going?"

Luo Yi trotted over to them, and patted the snow on the scroll, "This is the file of the Qian Si case that was just sorted out. This Qian Si is really not a human being. Over the past year, he has cheated and sold dozens of women from good families. " She said angrily, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Yan Qingchuan picked up a booklet casually, flipped through it and asked, "Is this the list of victimized women?"

"Well, fortunately, Qian Si was caught by us, otherwise I don't know how many girls will fall under his claws."

Yan Qingchuan hummed, originally flipping through the pages casually, but when her eyes fell on a name, she stopped turning the pages.

Among the list of names, there was a familiar name.

leaf lotus.

The woman in Chenxiang Pavilion has a close relationship with Yuan Hai, and Yuan Hai has a close relationship with Qian Si.

Will it be such a coincidence?

"Master Yan, what's wrong?" Luo Yi asked.

Yan Qingchuan closed the booklet, shook his head, "It's nothing, you guys go first, I'll go back to the mansion."

And in Yan's mansion at that time, Xie Yu'an was awakened by the hunger in her belly. She opened a slit of her eyes and saw that the room was bright, which far exceeded the rule of getting up at 45:[-] set by Master Yan. .

She sat up straight, feeling that her head was no longer confused, and the fever should have subsided, but her throat was a little sore and her nose was runny.

There was a fire burning in the room, and the air was filled with the faint smell of charcoal and the unmistakable scent of white rice porridge.

She looked at the table, and there was indeed a bowl of porridge and a small dish of pickles on it.

She got out of bed wrapped in a quilt, stepped on her shoes and walked a few steps to the table. The whole tip of her nose was filled with the fragrance of porridge. There was a note under the bowl. She took it out to read, and there was a very simple sentence on it, "You don't have to go out, stay home and rest."

The handwriting is clean and neat, and the strokes are clear and meaningful, which is Yan Qingchuan's handwriting.

Xie Yu'an held the note and laughed foolishly, Mr. Yan with a hard mouth and a soft heart, a cold face and a warm heart.

All the unhappiness that was formed at the beginning, Xiao Liangzi, and the bad impression of Yan Qingchuan, will all disappear with a bowl of appetizing porridge.

Although the white porridge was a bit cold and mushy, it didn't affect her pleasure from the porridge cooked by Yan Qingchuan himself.

Xie Yu'an chatted with the system while drinking porridge.

"System, I don't think that scumbag author is so annoying now, at least he is the one who created such a lovely person as Mr. Yan."

The system seems completely unable to understand the fickleness of human emotions. Not long ago, Xie Yu'an said bitterly to Yan Qingchuan that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

"By the way, the system, how much power is there?"

"49%."

Xie Yu'an was pleasantly surprised: "Wow, why did you charge so much all of a sudden? I don't remember that I didn't charge much. Forget it, let it go, as long as the battery is enough."

After she finished happily, she was about to ask something else when the door was pushed open, and Yan Qingchuan stood outside the door wrapped in snow, curling her lips and sneered, "Why, are you psychicing with the god you believe in again?"

Xie Yu'an's smile froze on her face, but she quickly adjusted her expression and continued to smile: "Yes, it's a custom in my hometown that you have to worship this system when you wake up."

Acting in a full set, Xie Yu'an folded his hands and closed his eyes and said: "System, system, bless me to get well soon." She opened one eye, looked at Yan Qingchuan, and added: "Also bless Lord Yan."

Yan Qingchuan walked into the room, sat opposite Xie Yu'an, and asked, "Bless me for what?"

Xie Yu'an thought for a while, and said sincerely: "Bless Lord Yan for promotion and salary increase, as the CEO of Qingtian Division, and from then on to the pinnacle of life!"

Yan Qingchuan frowned, opened his thin lips, and spit out two words.

"ill."