Beauty is sick

Pei Zhe stood up suddenly: "No body found?!"

The official was taken aback, and nodded with his neck curled up: "Yes, there is no corpse."

"How could it not be!" When they left Bureau Thirteen, the body was still hanging at the door, "Have you gone in and searched?"

The official nodded again and again: "I went in and searched several times, but I didn't find the body. I also asked the shopkeeper and said that there was no homicide."

Pei Zhe's face changed suddenly: "The shopkeeper?"

When they went to Bureau Thirteen, they didn't see any shopkeeper, and the man made it clear that he was not the shopkeeper, so there was no need for him to lie about such things.

Before Pei Zhe could speak, Jin Lingjiu put down his chopsticks, and Shi Shiran got up: "Let's go."

Pei Zhe felt a little guilty, he agreed to come out to play, but he didn't go shopping much, he just dragged Jin Lingjiu to look at some pickled things, now he's fine, he can't even eat in peace.

Jin Lingjiu looked at him amusedly: "Do you love me?"

Regardless of the gazes of the people around him, Pei Zhe nodded generously: "Why don't you eat first, don't worry."

Jinling Jiu smiled, Pei Zhe looked so anxious, he would be surprised if he didn't worry: "Come on, you still lie to me, if you really love me, just hold this."

He casually clicked and pointed to a plate of pastries on the table: "How about feeding me on the way?"

Pei Zhe immediately picked up the plate: "As long as you don't mind, I'm fine."

These two people have no sense of shame, they don't pay attention to the eyes of outsiders, one dares to feed, the other dares to eat, and they are dumbfounded by all the officials.

"Is it delicious?" Pei Zhe looked at the pastry in his hand, it didn't look delicate, could it catch Jiu Gongzi's eyes?

Jin Lingjiu chewed slowly: "It's average."

Pei Zhe was speechless: "Then you still eat so deliciously."

Jin Lingjiu said innocently: "Didn't you feed this? Even if it's not delicious, I have to sell you face."

The official followed behind the two, wiping the sweat off his face.

What Pei Zhe took out was the waist card of the young master of the prince. No one in the world knows "the number one Tanhua", but he has never heard of it. This famous Tanhualang is so masculine!

The most jaw-dropping thing is that the young master's words and deeds are completely outspoken, so generous that they, the bystanders, can't bear it.

Pei Zhe held the plate in one hand, and didn't realize how eye-catching his actions were: "From this point of view, my face is quite valuable, and I can make Master Ninth respect you."

"Kai Zun Mouth" literally means the behavior of Jinling Jiu eating cakes.

Jinling Ninth University agreed: "That's natural, you are valuable, and face is also valuable."

Pei Zhe scolded with a smile: "Tsk, take my valuation, you are cursing me at a corner!"

He is a real person, talking about what is worthless, being valued like an item, isn't it just scolding him!

Jin Lingjiu hurriedly begged for mercy: "If you think too much, how dare I scold you, Pei Lang's daughter will not be exchanged, it is my priceless treasure."

Pei Zhe took a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth: "I've found something to plug your mouth, don't be glib."

Walking all the way to the Shisanju Incense Shop, a plate of pastries was almost finished, and there was one last piece left. Jin Lingjiu couldn't eat it anymore: "It's too sweet, it's too greasy."

What he wants most now is the tea he brought with him. It would be nice if he could make a pot of tea to relieve his boredom.

The corners of Pei Zhe's eyes froze, and he deliberately said: "It's the last piece, eat it, my face won't work anymore?"

Jin Lingjiu glanced at him: "It's almost done, you agreed to love me, and after such a short while, I forgot about it."

Pei Zhe laughed loudly: "No way, I must feel sorry for Xiao Jiu'er. If you don't want to eat, then I will help you solve it."

He picked up the last piece of pastry, stuffed it into his mouth, and passed the plate to the official behind him.

Tsk, it's really sweet.

Pei Zhe was so stunned that he frowned and secretly slandered that Jin Lingjiu ate several yuan just now, which was enough to prove how valuable his face was.

When he came to the Thirteenth Bureau Incense Shop, Pei Zhe saw figures walking inside before entering the door.

The incense in the incense shop is as strong as ever, and it makes people headache, which is even stronger than the thick bloody smell.

This time there were local officials present, and a group of people went in directly from the main entrance of the incense shop, crowding the shop full.

The shopkeeper came out to welcome him and bowed to the official.

Pei Zhe crossed his arms and looked the man up and down.

It is indeed not the man from before. Judging from the familiarity between the officials and this man, it can be judged that this is the shopkeeper of the Thirteenth Bureau Incense Shop.

Since this person is here, where did that man come from before?What is the connection between the man and the shopkeeper?

Jin Lingjiu stood beside him and whispered, "He probably doesn't know martial arts."

The walking style of martial arts practitioners is very unique and can be recognized. Jin Lingjiu did not say anything deadly. Apart from not knowing martial arts, there is another possibility: the other party is a practitioner who deliberately hides himself.

Pei Zhe is also a martial arts practitioner, although he is not as proficient as Jin Lingjiu, but he still understands the twists and turns in it, and immediately understood what he meant.

The official didn't know what to say, and looked at Pei Zhe.

The young masters from the capital called by name and said that there was a murder case in the Thirteenth Bureau Incense Shop, and there was a corpse whose eyes had been gouged out and feet sawed off, but they came over and checked, but found nothing.

The shopkeeper of Xiangpu looked curiously at the two people next to the official. These two people were outstanding in appearance and made the official so afraid. It should be difficult to imagine their identities.

"Dare you come to Caomin's shop, what's the matter?"

The official hesitated to speak: "Ah, I have to ask this lord."

From the point of view of rank, he was inferior to Pei Zhe, since he had to obey orders anyway, so he simply shut up and handed over the matter to Pei Zhe.

The official didn't say much about Pei Zhe's identity. Anyone who can be an official is not stupid. He could see that Pei Zhe didn't mean to reveal his identity, and told him that it was probably because of the case.

Pei Zhe was not polite, and took a step forward: "Are you the shopkeeper of this incense shop?"

Although Pei Zhe looks like a white-faced scholar with a gentle and weak scholarly spirit, his aggressive posture is not easy to get along with no matter how you look at it.

The shopkeeper took a step back in fright: "Yes, yes, yes."

He always felt that Pei Zhe would grab him by the collar and throw him on the counter to torture him to extract a confession.

Pei Zhe narrowed his eyes: "Have you been here all day?"

The shopkeeper nodded: "My family lives in the backyard, and I haven't left today."

Tsk, liar.

They touched the shop in front from the backyard, but there was no one in sight.

Pei Zhe pushed him away and went straight to the back of the counter. The shopkeeper wanted to grab his sleeve, but Jin Lingjiu who followed behind opened his hand: "If you don't want this hand, just touch it. "

In front of his nose, would you still want to touch him?

Pei Zhe didn't comment on this, but turned his back to everyone and bent his lips.

Without saying a word, he directly opened the door curtain and walked to the inner room, followed by Jin Lingjiu, officials and others.

The room was bright, not as dark as before. Pei Zhe frowned, stood where he was, and looked it over carefully, making sure that it was no different from the room he saw.

The other door led to the backyard. There was no blood or corpses on the ground.

Pei Zhe wondered why the corpse he saw with his own eyes suddenly disappeared?

Not only was it gone, but even the slightest trace could not be found.

Pei Zhe held the door and looked up: "How is it possible. It's here."

What is this, a living corpse?

Jin Lingjiu looked around, sized up the shopkeeper following him calmly, and frowned when he saw the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

The author has something to say:

Writing this tonight scared me to death.