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Mu Lan looked towards the northwest, and shook her head with some melancholy.

She returned to the room, organized the manuscripts she wrote these days according to the time, and after confirming that they were safe, put them all in a wooden box, then put them under the bed, and pushed them into the innermost corner.

Although the children in Beijing are not the same as those in foreign governments, they don't need to go back to their hometowns to visit their relatives, but the winners of the gold list will always throw a few feasts, and some will even take advantage of this rare long holiday to hold a big wedding.

After Qiu Shangshu and Mrs. Qiu invited each other in their respective circles, Mu Lan hurriedly went to the Ministry of Punishment to be on duty, revenge should be sooner rather than later.

The place where she works is the Division of the Ministry of Punishment. Apart from the Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, who is a second-rank senior official, there are two servants from the third-rank Ministry of Punishment, and then there are Yuanwailang, who is in charge of the four divisions, who are from the fifth-rank.Further down are the main duties of each division, but from the seventh grade.

The member of the Department of Punishments, Wai Lang, was surnamed Jin. There were originally three principals under his jurisdiction, but now another one was added, which just made up four principals.

Master Jin looked at Mu Lan who was actively on duty with a smile. He didn't know if it was because Mu Lan was Qiu Shangshu's adopted daughter, or because he really valued Mu Lan's talent, so he gave him a grand encouragement, and then dialed I gave her two orders and histories, and as for the servants in the yamen, they could be transferred as needed.

Holding the token, Mu Lan quietly followed the two Ling Shis.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, with a backer at home, the official road will naturally open, presumably everyone in the Ministry of Punishment already knew that she was the adopted daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, so no one made things difficult, and opened the door of convenience all the way.

What Mu Lan didn't know was that as soon as she left, Master Jin couldn't help sighing: "Our small temple of the Department of Criminal Justice has ushered in a big Buddha."

His confidant, Mr. Ning, hurriedly asked: "Your Excellency, you mean this Mr. Mu Lanmu?"

Mrs. Jin said in a bad mood: "Of course it's her. These young misses are just learning, and they still want to investigate the case. Isn't this just nonsense?"

"My subordinates have heard that although this wooden master is Qiu Shangshu's adopted daughter, she is not Miss Qianjin. It is said that she was born in the countryside, but since she is related to the householder, we can only offer it."

Director Ning thought of Qiu Shangshu, that old fox, he was a direct minister, a capable minister, and even a favorite minister, and he was not something that the Department of Criminal Justice could offend.

Master Jin glanced at him, then sighed again: "As long as she doesn't make a big mess, let's turn a blind eye and close one eye. It won't take long for the Buddha to go to a bigger temple." , there are people in the DPRK who are good at handling things."

Chief Ning nodded. He had just returned to the yamen and heard the report from his subordinates. Mu Lan was checking a few cases that he had just taken over recently. He raised his brows, thinking that the young man is really impatient, and he probably didn't even understand the process. , I was anxious to investigate the case and make meritorious service.

He shook his head to himself, thinking that he still had to serve the Buddha well, so he wanted to teach the process himself, but he couldn't find anyone.

After asking someone, I found out that after reading the file, they called two servants to investigate the case.

Besides, Mu Lan, after digging through a bunch of case files, she finally found a case where the incident happened by the moat, and she immediately ordered two capable servants to go to the scene of the crime.

I have to go, and I have to find a way to bring out my own case. As for how to work, I will first go to see how far the incident happened from the place where she fell into the water.

Mu Lan had something in her heart, and walked all the way to the moat, the two guards looked at each other, wondering if the new chief wants the new official to take office three times?

But the investigation is not so easy.

When he arrived at the place, the old Wang with a Chinese character face quietly touched his companion's shoulder: "Old Hei, what do you think the new boss is doing?"

The guard named Lao Hei put on a serious face: "How do I know?"

Old Wang curled his lips, but he didn't dare to go up and ask, after all, this person has a lot of background, and they don't know how to flatter them if they want to flatter them, because men and women are different, they can neither make a rash appointment for a drink, nor go to a flower house together, it is possible to send rouge .

Thinking of this, he shook his head, forget it, what kind of good rouge can he buy with his salary, no one will take it seriously, let's do things honestly.

Mu Lan stood on the bank of the river, feeling a little disappointed in her heart, it was a bit far away from the place where her accident happened, but since she accepted the case, she had to investigate it carefully.

Dad taught her, either don't do it, or do the best, whatever you choose, you have to do your best.

She turned around and looked at the two people beside her, and asked, "I don't know what to call you two?"

"My surname is Liu, and my nickname is Lao Hei." The dark-skinned guard answered first.

"The subordinate's surname is Wang, and the master Mu can call me Lao Wang." The guard with a Chinese face replied.

Mu Lan was silent: "Please take me to take a look at the sufferer."

Lao Wang and Lao Hei looked at each other in blank dismay, but in the end they didn't dare to speak out the words of advice. The Ministry of Criminal Justice generally doesn't accept small cases, even the smallest ones are homicide cases, and the sufferer is almost never alive.

This is a well-known fact, when they saw that Mu Lan looked normal, they had no choice but to lead the way, the little girl might be scared when she got there.

Of course Mu Lan knew what kind of sufferer she wanted to see. Although she was flustered in her heart, she still needed to show her face, just put on a face.

She was someone who had died once, and had seen her own bones again, so she was afraid of a dead body.

When she got to the place, Mu Lan found miraculously that she was really not afraid.

Also, what is there to be afraid of the dead, the most terrifying thing in this world is the living, the wicked living.

She lifted the white cloth and held the record of her work in her hand. The deceased was found by a passer-by early yesterday morning, and died after being hit on the head with a stone. The stone was smashed beyond recognition, and it can only be determined that it is a young man in his 20s.

And judging from the clothes of the deceased and the cocoons formed on his hands due to hard work, he did not seem to come from a wealthy family, so it was preliminarily concluded that it was a vendetta.

"Old Wang, I...I..."

Old Hei pointed at the people in the mortuary, his black face was full of shock, he must be blind, looking at that horrible corpse, from his perspective, Master Mu was actually kissing, kissing the corpse, vomiting ...

Old Hei opened his mouth to vomit.

Old Wang glanced at it and couldn't hold back, they were going to go in, but Mu Lan asked them to guard at the door.

It turns out that there are such unimaginable and terrifying hobbies, vomit...

Pharaoh was also declared dead.

The two of them looked at each other like brothers and sisters, their eyes were wide open, and their hands were tightly covering their mouths. At this time, there was only one thought in their hearts, and they must not spit it out, and do not disturb the people inside, otherwise it will be miserable.

No wonder the adoptive daughter of the Minister of the Household Department came to the Ministry of Criminal Affairs to do this drudgery. It turned out that she had a special habit, and she couldn't help kissing her on the first day. It was terrible, terrible, terrible!

They won't be silenced...

Mu Lan didn't know that they were standing at the door where heaven and man were fighting. Just now when she was approaching the corpse, she smelled a familiar smell, and then she lowered her head to discern it carefully. The aroma of wine and vegetables upstairs became very weak after two days.

The victim did not drown, and many things can be traced.

As a loyal customer of Upstairs, and she loves to eat hot pots, she can't smell it wrong. It is the unique smell of the bottom of the pots in Upstairs. After eating hot pots, there will always be some smell on the clothes.

"Start by recruiting people to work upstairs and upstairs near the development site. No matter how many branches there are, we must visit them one by one to see if they have no staff or people who are missing in the back kitchen."

Coarse linen clothes, and traces of years of hard work, generally don't go upstairs to such expensive places to eat, so it is very likely that they are insiders of the restaurant.

The two looked at each other and clasped their fists.

Director Ning who came in a hurry didn't have time to explain the process to Mu Lan, when she saw her make a fuss and leave a group of people.

Master Ning looked at the sky and sighed, the little girl is really capable of tossing around, why can't Wenwen just sit down and read the book quietly, and listen to him impart experience?

On the other side, Mu Lan identified several upstairs branches near the incident, and ordered people to go there one by one, while she went to the nearest one by herself. As for what to do, of course, she had lunch.

After a busy morning, she was starving. Now that she doesn't have a wife to take care of her, she can eat hot pot happily, three meals a day.

Upstairs, Mu Lan ate and inquired. No one asked for leave or disappeared in this semicolon. It seemed that he could only wait for news from other people.

When she was half full after eating, she put down the bamboo chopsticks without interest.

Looking at the food and wine, Mu Lan fell into deep thought, why did she feel that the food was no longer delicious? Was it because the taste upstairs was not as good as before, or was her tongue broken?

I don't know where the master is, whether the road is safe or not, and when will I be able to come back...

Mu Lan is sad...

But this sadness didn't last long, and was washed away by the news brought by Lao Hei.

"Boss Mu, there is indeed a family missing a guy in the upstairs semicolon. It is said that he took a bath the day before yesterday, and he didn't come yesterday or today. The restaurant sent someone to ask, and the family members said they didn't know where he went."

Lao Hei looked at Mu Lan with bright eyes, and he was so moved from the bottom of his heart. Hearing the steward's description, his stature was very similar to that of the deceased. Could it be that the Mu master's kissing of the corpse was not because of a special hobby, but because he could communicate with spirits? ? !

Otherwise, how do you know that the deceased is the guy from upstairs?

"Lead the way ahead." Mu Lan regained her spirits, she didn't care about melancholy anymore, she was going to get down to business.

The steward upstairs looked at the swarming officials, and thought that today's business cannot be done, but the boss has been trained to fully cooperate with the government as long as it has anything to do with the government.

So he immediately declared the business closed for one day, and asked all the guys in the building to wait in the lobby, waiting for questioning.

In the hall, Lao Wang stared closely at the guys. He had already taken someone to identify the corpse, and confirmed that it was the guy who disappeared here, but after questioning them one by one, he found that no one in the restaurant was suspected of murder.

Either there is evidence or there is no time to commit the murder.

After hearing his report, Mu Lan secretly flashed a hint of approval. She really picked two capable people. She actually knew that the soldiers would divide into two groups and lead people to identify the corpse first. The efficiency of handling things would save her a lot. thing.

The deceased's surname was Shi, the son of an ordinary farmer. He was nineteen years old and worked as a clerk upstairs for half a year. He was gentle and popular. According to others, he had never heard of any enemies.

The author has something to say:

Well, I'm done with my work, and the recovery day will be updated~

July whispered hypocritically: Thank you for still being here, thank you for your support~

(This article involves the background of all dynasties, officials' grades and functions, etc. It is all fictional. The Baiyue Dynasty is purely fictitious, untestable, and unfounded)

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Chen Ling and Tosaka Tokiomi 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Baiyi is not Xiansheng, Wangyou; 1 bottle of love barrel;