Go back to ancient times to explore the case

Xie Yu'an walked into the room in the dark, walked to the table based on his impression, wanted to pick up a candle and light it, but when he stretched out his hand, his fingertips touched a piece of cool and delicate skin.

She shrank her fingertips, and the soft candlelight had been lit again. Standing in front of her was Yan Qingchuan holding a candle holder. Just now, the two of them went to get the candle at the same time, and she touched the back of Yan Qingchuan's hand.

That small piece of delicate touch still remained on Xie Yu'an's fingertips, and she rubbed it unconsciously. They had a more intimate contact the day they first met, but now it was touching the back of their hand that made her feel emotional, and she couldn't help feeling in her heart despise yourself.

Neither of them spoke for a while, Yan Qingchuan put down the candle, turned around and got on the bed, pulled up the quilt with his side facing the wall, leaving Xie Yu'an a cold back view.

Xie Yu'an hypnotized himself psychologically, not just sleeping under the quilt, so what to be afraid of, he washed up quickly and sat on the couch to take off his coat.

The sound of bedding and clothes being rubbed suddenly sounded from behind, and this sound reached Xie Yu'an's ears. Her face became unbelievably hot, and she became irritable, so much so that she was trembling when she untied her belt for a long time. open.

Finally, when she took off her coat and lay on the couch, she forced herself to close her eyes, finally calmed down a little, and a faint "Xie Yu'an" beside her made her break her defense again.

Xie Yu'an covered his eyes with his hands, breathlessly replied: "What... what's wrong?"

"Do you have something to tell me?"

Xie Yu'an was taken aback for a moment, wondering what Yan Qingchuan meant by this.

"No, go to sleep, Master Yan, you have to get up early tomorrow." Finally she turned her back and said.

After a short moment of silence, an inaudible "Yes" sounded from behind.

After a night without dreams, when Xie Yu'an woke up, her side was already empty. She hurriedly got up and dressed, and opened the door. Outside the house, everyone in Qingtian Division was packing up and preparing to return to the county.

Immediately after returning, Rong Shi seemed to see something wrong between Xie Yu'an and Yan Qingchuan, she warned: "If you are not firm enough, then don't provoke Qingchuan."

She thought that Xie Yu'an's temper would come back immediately, but she didn't realize that the other party just said lightly, "I understand."

Back in Kaiyang County, Qingtiansi and his party went straight to the county government office. The county magistrate, chief secretary, county lieutenant and others were all waiting outside the door, and saluted quickly after seeing Yan Qingchuan.

Yan Qingchuan nodded slightly in response, and then walked to the county government office.

The county magistrate followed behind her, wiping the hem of the clothes in one hand and wiping cold sweat with the other: "Master Yan, this is the room of the magistrate, and this is the study."

Yan Qingchuan first walked into the dormitory, used tweezers to rummage through the residue in the heater, and asked, "When was the last time you saw the magistrate?"

"That must have been the night before yesterday. Although the magistrate has a mansion in the city, he often sleeps in the yamen because of his busy business. I went back to the yamen after the day off to pick up the things I left behind. I saw the magistrate working in the study."

"After you left, there is no one else in the county government except Xu Zhixian?"

The county magistrate thought for a while and said: "It should be. The county magistrate doesn't like others to serve him. There are no servants around him. He does all the mundane things by himself."

Yan Qingchuan nodded, and walked towards the case desk. There was a posting order spread out on it. She was looking at it seriously, and the county magistrate said, "Not long ago, the county magistrate just organized the destruction of a bandit village. This cottage has been entrenched here for many years. , harming the common people, uprooting it now, it is very satisfying, and the county magistrate is about to be promoted to the capital, but just before leaving...but...hey."

Yan Qingchuan put away the appointment order and was waiting to check other places, when a voice came from outside the house, "Master Yan, something was found in the study!"

After the words fell, Yan Qingchuan had strode towards the study.

In the study room, Xie Yu'an was squatting in front of a charcoal basin, holding a scrap of burnt letter paper with tweezers. Seeing Yan Qingchuan approaching, she raised her chin and said, "Most of it was burnt, and only one or two words can be pieced together." .”

"What word?"

"One god, one self."

Yan Qingchuan frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Zizai Village, Mountain Temple."

Xie Yu'an patted the ashes on his hands and got up, "It seems that the murderer is the mountain temple that the county magistrate took the initiative to go to with this piece of paper."

The two confirmed at almost the same time that this was a vendetta, otherwise the murderer would not have taken the trouble to lure the deceased to the mountain temple, and after some torture, he would write nursery rhymes in blood on him.

The mountain temple, the woman who died more than ten years ago, the rumors of female ghosts, and nursery rhymes about ghosts, there must be some unknown connection among them.

"Can the county magistrate ever have a feud with someone?"

The county magistrate shook his head, "No, the county magistrate is lenient. During these years in Kaiyang, he has been admired by the people in the county. Even the village tyrants respect the county magistrate very much. I have never heard of him being with anyone. People have grudges."

This is difficult, Yan Qingchuan looked around the several rows of bookcases filled with books and classics in the study and said: "Search carefully, don't want any of them."

Everyone in Qingtian Division immediately entered the study and began to get busy.

Yan Qingchuan walked out of the study and asked: "A woman died in Zizai village mountain temple more than ten years ago. Do you know about this case?"

The county magistrate shook his head, "Neither the county magistrate nor I had taken office that year, but we only heard about it."

"What about the case files?"

The county magistrate said awkwardly: "My lord, you don't know something. In the early years, there was a fire in the county government. The file room was burned down. Some old files were burned in that fire."

A fire happened to burn down the file room, could it be such a coincidence?Yan Qingchuan frowned and said, "Where is Bo, the former county magistrate?"

"After the former county magistrate resigned, I heard that he returned to Jiangnan for the elderly. As for the county magistrate, it seems that he has returned to his hometown."

It is really difficult to investigate an old case. Yan Qingchuan's voice sank a little, "Xu Jin, send someone to Jiangnan to search for the former Kaiyang magistrate, and inquire about the case of the female corpse in the mountain temple."

"Yes."

The next day, Yan Qingchuan and Xie Yu'an visited and investigated Kaiyang County respectively, but to no avail.

At night, the night was deep, and the county government was quiet. A black shadow appeared in the office, and the black shadow went straight to the file room, searching for something in the files and books in the room.

At this time, footsteps gradually sounded in the quiet courtyard, and the black shadow immediately hid in the dark.

The door opened, and it was Yan Qingchuan who came in. She lit the oil lamp, came to the table, took a stack of books, and was about to look through them carefully, but suddenly felt strange.

The inkstone on the table is not in the right position.

"Who!"

The two got up almost at the same time, Yan Qingchuan picked up the inkstone and threw it towards the curtain of the bed, while the black shadow there dodged sideways, took out a throwing knife from his arms and threw it.

The target of the throwing knife was not Yan Qingchuan, but the oil lamp on the table. The oil lamp burst instantly, and the kerosene splashed all over the place.The black shadow then threw another flint and hit the ground.

With a sound of "bang--", the tongue of flame suddenly burst out, lying between the two of them.

Yan Qingchuan covered the gap between his mouth and nose, and the black shadow had already fled through the window.

Such a big movement has already awakened the sleeping people.Xie Yu'an was woken up by the sudden screams outside the house, she jumped up and ran out of the house, only to see the file room billowing with smoke and flames soaring into the sky, and everyone in the courtyard was pouring buckets of water towards the fiercely burning file room.

Xie Yu'an was choked by the thick smoke and coughed. She covered her mouth and nose with a wet handkerchief. After quickly sweeping around the courtyard, she was horrified to find that Yan Qingchuan was not there.

Her heart suddenly rose, and she grabbed a person casually and asked at the top of her voice, "Where is Master Yan?"

"what?"

"May I ask Master Yan?!"

"Yan, Lord Yan is still in the dossier."

Amidst the commotion and noise, Xie Yu'an's raised heart suddenly fell to the ground. Before she had time to think about it, she rushed into the file room.

In the file room, thick smoke filled the air, sparks splashed everywhere, and the wood was crackling.Xie Yu'an saw Yan Qingchuan still saving a bunch of files at a glance, she ran to her in a few strides, took her arm and shouted: "Are you crazy?!"

Yan Qingchuan was stunned for a moment when he saw her, and then stretched out his hand to push her, "What are you doing here! Get out!"

Xie Yu'an knew it would be useless to talk too much, so he tightly held Yan Qingchuan's wrist and said, "Get out of here first!"

"No, there is something important here..."

"What's important! Is it important to have your life?!" Xie Yu'an interrupted her fiercely, and then dragged Yan Qingchuan out of the file room.

Panting heavily, she held Yan Qingchuan's shoulders and said angrily: "If the things burn, they will burn! Do you know that you will die like this! Are these things as important as your life?!"

Yan Qingchuan's breath was anxious and chaotic, but his expression was still calm and calm. She pushed Xie Yu'an's hand away and said: "It's important, the truth is more important than my life."

Xie Yu'an was stunned, yes, how could she not know, for Yan Qingchuan, she spent her whole life searching for the truth about her father's unjust death.

The truth is Yan Qingchuan's belief in living.

"Put out the fire as soon as possible, and check to see if anyone is injured." After Yan Qingchuan ordered this sentence to his subordinates, he left, his usual straight back was slightly bent, and his steps were sloppy.

Xie Yu'an was still in a daze, until Rong Shi beside him said: "Hurry up."

Xie Yu'an came back to his senses, and hurriedly ran to the direction Yan Qingchuan left.

In the room, Yan Qingchuan leaned against the back of the chair, put his head on the back of the chair, and pressed one hand to his forehead, as if he was extremely tired.

The door opened, she opened a slit to look at the person coming, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

Xie Yu'an walked up to her, saw the burnt and red spot on the back of the white hand, sighed lightly and said, "I was too anxious just now, I shouldn't have yelled at you like that."

Yan Qingchuan stared at her silently without speaking.

Xie Yu'an pulled her injured hand in front of her, rubbed the ointment, and asked, "What happened just now?"

"A man in black came to steal from the dossier, and I happened to bump into him. He set fire to it when he fled." Yan Qingchuan said angrily: "This man is probably the murderer who killed the magistrate. The dossier has extremely important clues. He Don't want us to find out."

Xie Yu'an reassured: "Skynet is not missing, there will always be other clues."

The two didn't talk anymore. After Xie Yu'an rubbed the medicine on the back of Yan Qingchuan's hands, he carefully measured the rest of her body and asked, "Is there any other injury?"

Yan Qingchuan pursed his lips, and tilted his head slightly, "No." Just after she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill on her face, and when she looked up, it was Xie Yu'an who was wiping her face with a clean handkerchief, presumably at the fire scene Blackened stains on.

She raised her hand to grab Xie Yu'an's wrist, her voice tensed, "You..."

Xie Yu'an was not aware of her overly intimate behavior, but in fact, she didn't have any other thoughts at the moment, she just wanted to clean Yan Qingchuan's face.

"Okay." After wiping her face, Xie Yu'an withdrew her hands, she wondered if she should go, then she heard Yan Qingchuan calling her suddenly.

"Thank you Yu'an."

Her heart skipped a beat, and she replied as if nothing had happened: "What's wrong?"

"You told me that clues are not as important as lives, so why did you risk your life and break into the dossier room just now?" Yan Qingchuan stood up and approached Xie Yu'an. The two were about the same height, and their eyes met directly.

"Huh? Why?"

Xie Yu'an was forced to take a step back by the scrutiny of the gaze, and her lower back hit the corner of the table, forcing her to lean back, and pressed her hands on the edge of the table with her hands behind her waist, with such force that her fingertips turned slightly white.

"Because... Mr. Yan is someone I regard as a confidant and friend. If a friend is in trouble, how can he stand by and watch?" She said with a seemingly relaxed smile on her face, but she felt guilty inside. .

Hearing this sentence, Yan Qingchuan quickly backed away, half-closed his eyes, and murmured: "A bosom friend..." Without waiting for Xie Yu'an's answer, she continued: "That's fine, but a bosom friend doesn't have to. I don't like to make friends with people, let alone share the same interests with you."

"You and I, in the past, were subordinates, and will continue to do so in the future, do you understand?" Yan Qingchuan said expressionlessly, his voice even less warm.

"Understood... I understand." Xie Yu'an gritted his teeth and replied with difficulty.

After returning to his room, Xie Yu'an clutched his chest with a distressed look on his face.

What the fuck, it feels like a breakup without being in a relationship?

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and cheered herself up: "It's okay, just sleep and you'll be fine. Tomorrow is a brand new day!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, she was immediately discouraged, threw herself on the bed and whimpered, "No, it's so uncomfortable, my heartbeat is irregular, I'm broken in love, the system, I'm so uncomfortable."

The system silently said: Isn't it all your own troubles?