Go back to ancient times to explore the case

On the street at night in winter, pedestrians dispersed in twos and threes, and the remaining vendors were packing up their business. Xie Yu'an rubbed his hands and trotted all the way to the outside of Yuan's Mansion, and as expected, he saw Yan Qingchuan leading a few subordinates standing not far away to watch.

This kind of thing needs to be done by yourself, Mr. Yan deserves a model worker award, Xie Yuan thought about it, and walked over quickly.

Hearing footsteps, Yan Qingchuan raised his eyes, met Xie Yu'an's smiling eyes, and said in a daze, "Why are you here?"

Xie Yu'an asked without answering, "Master Yan hasn't eaten yet?"

Yan Qingchuan said calmly, "I'm not hungry."

Xie Yu'an began to mutter, "How can I do that? People are iron, and food is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. Don't waste your body because you are young. You will regret it when you are old."

After she babbled, she left a sentence of "wait" before turning around and running to a small stall not far away, talking to the boss.

Yan Qingchuan looked over, under the dim streetlights, a slender woman with her arms folded, stomping her feet to keep warm while talking with the vendors, nodding and bowing to apologize from time to time, a cloud of hot air exhaled from her mouth, and scattered into the night sky.

Yan Qingchuan withdrew his gaze, half closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, Xie Yu'an came back here with something in her hand, and she handed the steaming biscuits she just bought to Yan Qingchuan, "Hurry up, Mr. Yan, take it, it will burn me to death."

Yan Qingchuan raised his head, paused for a moment, then reached out to take the biscuits, and the fingertips of the two briefly touched each other.

Xie Yu'an's fingertips were warm, while Yan Qingchuan's fingertips were cold.

After Yan Qingchuan took the biscuits, Xie Yu'an quickly rubbed his frozen earlobes with both hands, and urged: "Eat it, be careful of burning."

An inaudible "thank you" sounded.

Xie Yu'an froze for a moment, then realized that it was Yan Qingchuan who said it.

She pursed her lips into a smile, and a slight dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Master Yan, you are being polite."

She couldn't help being a little secretly happy, but after the fun, she couldn't help but spurn herself. She was really used to being abused by Mr. Yan. Saying thank you made her happy like this, and she was useless.

After that, the two didn't talk any more, they just quietly stared at every move of the Yuan Mansion.

As the night darkened, there were no people on the street, and it was even more desolate and cold. Xie Yu'an was cold and sleepy, and was about to call Yan Qingchuan back.

At this time, an officer from the Qingtian Division quickly came to report to Yan Qingchuan, saying that there was a change at the back door of the Yuan Mansion.

Yan Qingchuan's expression froze, he stuffed the biscuits he had bitten into Xie Yu'an's hands, and then walked quickly towards the back door of Yuan Mansion.

Xie Yu'an also hurriedly followed.

After they came to the dark place where they were hiding, Xu Jin, who was guarding here, nodded at Yan Qingchuan, snorted at Xie Yu'an, and said, "Master Yan, he is the housekeeper of the Yuan Mansion."

Several people looked over there together. The old butler was standing outside the small door, stretching his neck and looking towards the street, as if he was anxiously waiting for someone.

Xie Yu'an gnawed on the sesame seed cakes and said, "I'm afraid this old housekeeper is on the same side as Su Mei."

Yan Qingchuan watched Xie Yu'an eating the cake, and said in a daze, "You..."

Xie Yu'an half-closed her eyes and stared at that side intently. She didn't notice what Yan Qingchuan wanted to say for a while, she raised her finger and said excitedly: "Look, someone is coming!"

At the back door of the Yuan Mansion, a small man ran over and whispered something to the old housekeeper. Then the housekeeper handed something to the man, and after saying a few more words, the man turned and left.

After the back door of Yuan Mansion was closed, Yan Qingchuan ordered: "Catch him."

Xu Jin took the order and immediately led two subordinates to chase after the little man.

The man was very alert, he heard movement behind him from a distance, and without turning his head, he immediately ran towards a remote alley.

Yan Qingchuan said loudly: "Hurry up, don't let him run away!"

A chase started in the night.

Xie Yu'an's limbs were not working, he couldn't distinguish grains, and he couldn't see the nimble figure of Yan Qingchuan in front of him before taking two steps.

When she found Yan Qingchuan and the others, the little man had already been blocked in an alley and was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, "Don't, don't hit me. I don't know anything. I'm just a messenger. I don't know anything." have no idea."

Xie Yu'an panted and walked over, supported the wall and said, "You don't know, why are you running, I'm exhausted."

Xu Jin stepped forward, grabbed the man by the collar, lifted him up, and shouted: "If you don't want to suffer, just tell me the truth."

The man covered his head and said "yes" again and again.

"I am the slop delivery boy of the Yuan Mansion. Steward Yuan found me on his own initiative. He asked me to take this bag of money to the north of the city to find a man, and told him to leave the capital as soon as possible."

"That's all, adults, I have explained everything that needs to be explained, and there is absolutely nothing to hide."

Yan Qingchuan sternly said, "Take us to see that man."

"Yes Yes."

Then the boy led Yan Qingchuan and others to a remote residential house in the north of the city. He stood outside the house and knocked on the door regularly.

Footsteps sounded from inside the door, and then the door opened, and a young man's head protruded from the room. As soon as he saw the scene outside the room, his pupils shrank, and he was about to close the door.

Yan Qingchuan raised his leg and kicked the door straight open.

Everyone in Qingtian Division rushed in, and Xu Jin immediately pushed down the man in the room, twisting his hands behind his back and pressing him to the ground.

"Hold on! Don't move!"

The man on the ground yelled in horror, "It wasn't me, I didn't kill people, it wasn't me!"

Xu Jin said angrily: "We haven't said what you committed, aren't you just calling yourself up? Come with us."

Everyone hurried back to Qingtian Division and detained the man in the interrogation room for interrogation.

Yan Qingchuan looked at the man with bruises on his face and bloody scabs on the corner of his mouth through the iron window, and said in a flat tone: "Why did we arrest you to Qingtian Division, I don't need to say much, just explain it yourself."

The young man bowed his head and his face was ashen.

"No, I really didn't kill Yuan Hai."

Xu Jin said with a loud voice: "Who asked you to say this, now you are asked to tell your own identity, your relationship with the deceased, where you were and what you did on the day of the crime."

The man's shoulders shook from being yelled at, and he said tremblingly, "My name is Fang Ming, and I'm the guard of the Yuan Mansion. I was in the mansion in the north of the city the day the master died, and I didn't go anywhere."

Xie Yu'an stepped forward and said, "What's your relationship with Su Mei?"

The man raised his head, his expression flustered, "I, I have nothing to do with Madam."

Xie Yu'an took out the file investigating Su Mei and threw it on the man, "It doesn't matter? It doesn't matter that you will appear in the private house under Su Mei's name. It doesn't matter who hit you with the wound on your face. It doesn't matter. Mansion, the housekeeper of Yuan Mansion sent someone to tell you to leave the capital?"

She raised her voice and said, "It doesn't matter?"

The man was terrified, his face turned pale, and he confessed everything.

This person is Fang Ming, who was originally a guard of the Yuan Mansion, and later developed into a lover relationship with Su Mei. This matter was known to Yuan Hai recently. Some people are going to kill Fang Ming.

Su Mei learned that Fang Ming had been informed in advance, but he was still beaten half to death, barely escaped, and then hid in a private house in the north of Sumei City.

After explaining, Fang Ming tremblingly said: "My lords, I really didn't kill Yuan Hai, I don't have the guts to kill someone."

No one paid him any attention.

Yan Qingchuan walked out of the interrogation room, and Xie Yu'an appeared in the corner of his eye.

This person really played the role of a follower, and he followed him almost inseparably these two days.

"Master Yan, although Fang Ming has the motive and time for committing the crime, I just observed him, and he doesn't look like he's lying." Xie Yu'an said seriously.

Yan Qingchuan glanced at her, "Are you talking about your method of observing people's eye movements?"

"Hey, don't you believe me, does this ERC model have a scientific basis?"

Yan Qingchuan strode forward, showing no interest in what Xie Yu'an said.

She came to the room where the official business was handled, checked the report files, and approved the papers.

Xie Yu'an found a soft futon and sat crookedly, which was very different from Yan Qingchuan who had a straight back.

Time passed by little by little, and the night fog outside the window was thick, engulfing the winter chill and sending it into the house.

Yan Qingchuan put down the booklet, looked at the sky that was about to dawn, and then moved his gaze to Xie Yu'an, who was lying on the low table and fast asleep.

Perhaps it was a little cold, the man shrank his neck and wrapped his arms around himself.

Yan Qingchuan got up and closed the window, then walked to Xie Yu'an's desk.

Under the candlelight, Xie Yu'an faded away from his cheerful and smiling face during the day, and his sleeping face appeared peaceful and peaceful, with gentle eyebrows and eyes.

Yan Qingchuan took off his robe and put it on Xie Yu'an. This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Xu Jin who had just opened the door and came in to report on his duties.

He instantly remembered Xie Yu'an's meaningful sentence "I am Lord Yan's person".

He blushed, turned his back and went out quickly, and said loudly: "Yan, Master Yan, is it convenient to come in now?"

Yan Qingchuan looked puzzled, feeling that Xu Jin seemed to have been infected with the nagging problem by Xie Yu'an.

She walked back to the main case and said, "Come in."

Xu Jin pushed the door open and came in, not daring to look around anymore, and honestly reported on his business.

After hearing this, Yan Qingchuan said, "Go and summon Su Mei."

"Yes."

An hour later, a shrill female voice sounded in the atrium of Qingtian Division.

"Why do you catch me, let go! I tell you to let go!"

Xie Yu'an was startled awake by the sound, and the robe on his shoulders slipped to the ground.

She looked over with a blank expression, feeling a little familiar, and only after she fully regained her senses did she realize that it wasn't Master Yan's clothes?

She reached out to pick up the robe, and there was still some warmth in the robe, as well as the faint fragrance of Yan Qingchuan's body.

She unconsciously moved to the tip of her nose and sniffed lightly.

At this time, the door opened, and Xu Jin came to ask Xie Yu'an to participate in Su Mei's interrogation. Unfortunately, this scene came into his eyes again.

Xie Yu'an, who was holding Yan Qingchuan's robe and sniffing with sleepy eyes, was naturally regarded by Xu Jin as a slut who put her face on Master Yan's robe and sucked fiercely.

Xu Jin staggered, holding on to the door frame to barely stand still, he raised his finger to Xie Yu'an, with an expression as if struck by lightning, "You, you and Mr. Yan, you really..."

Xie Yu'an looked up, with a confused look on his face, "What happened to Master Yan and I?"

Xu Jin covered his chest with a sad face, "No wonder Mr. Yan would treat you as a little thief extrajudicially. This is really... really..."

Xie Yu'an finally understood that Xu Jin had misunderstood the relationship between Yan Qingchuan and her, and couldn't help but find it funny that this person was really as stupid as Rongshi said.

She Shi Shiran got up and added for Xu Jin: "You want to say a flower stuck in cow dung?"

Xu Jin nodded sharply.

Xie Yu'an walked over, and when he passed by Xu Jin, he showed off and said, "Hey, Mr. Yan likes my cow dung, are you angry, are you angry?"

"you--!"

Xie Yu'an grinned and slipped away.

Xu Jin was left roaring angrily behind his back.

"Shameless! You don't want to defile Lord Yan!"