Beauty is sick

Lin Jingkong received the news in the morning and came to the Yamen with Yun Wuyang and the people locked up in the Commander's Mansion, Pei Zhe went to interrogate the assassin, Jin Lingjiu and Zuo Ping sat in the Yamen and drank tea.

Xiao Chi briefly explained what happened last night, and told Lin Jingkong to make a record of the interrogation for Zuo Ping and Jin Lingjiu.

Looking at Jinlingjiu where the old god was drinking tea, Lin Jingkong had a headache and asked Yun Wuyang to send him to Pei Zhe, and then he brought Jinlingjiu and Zuo Ping into the inner room.

Jin Lingjiu didn't do anything the whole time, Lin Jingkong only asked briefly about what happened, Zuo Ping asked in more detail because he killed someone, but he didn't detain him, Lin Jingkong was going to wait for Pei Zhe to finish interrogating the assassin before letting him take it idea.

After Lin Jingkong finished asking, he served tea and politely said: "The assassin came at an inappropriate time, the Ninth Young Master was frightened."

Next, Jin Lingjiu didn't drink, and put it in his hand: "It's okay, the commanding army came in time."

Lin Jingkong's face froze, he just heard Xiao Chi say that when the commander arrived, Zuo Ping had already dealt with all the assassins, what Jin Lingjiu said, no matter how you listened, it sounded like irony.

"I heard from the people in the yamen that the ninth son and Mr. Pei have come here very early, have they eaten?" Lin Jingkong sorted out the records of the interrogation, seemingly unintentionally, "When Mr. Pei is done, why don't we go together?" Pinxianglou, their shrimp dumplings are delicious."

Shrimp dumplings... Jin Lingjiu had a strange expression on his face, and suddenly lowered his eyes. He subconsciously picked up the tea and took a sip, but his face became even uglier after drinking it: "I also want to thank Commander Lin for the hospitality last night, but today I might go Pinxiang Tower is gone, and when Mr. Pei comes out, you will be ready to arrest people."

When Lin Jingkong heard this, his mind moved slightly: "About the case of the magistrate?"

There were so many arrangements last night, Jin Lingjiu knew that he cared about this, so he didn't hide it, so he smiled tacitly.

Pei Zhe interrogated one assassin, and left the rest to the people in the Yamen. These assassins knew very little and couldn't ask too many things. Interrogating one, he knew in his mind.

The people brought by Yun Wuyang were in the same group as the assassins, and Pei Zhe let the yamen lock them together. Before leaving the prison, he went to check. Excluding the assassin Zuo Ping killed by mistake, there were nineteen people in total. Locked in two cells, they are all seriously injured, so there is no need to worry about getting together and making trouble.

The place where Qian Zheng is being held is opposite the assassins. Qian Zheng slept soundly last night. When he woke up this morning and saw a group of people in the opposite cell, he almost cried. When Pei turned around, he saw him huddled in a corner Li, dare not lift his head.

"He's always been like this?"

Pei Zhe looked at Qian Zheng inexplicably. At the beginning, this person lied to him and Lin Jingkong, but now he was so frightened.

The jailer was surprised and said: "No, he wasn't like this a few days ago. He ate and slept, slept and ate, and he was in good spirits. He just became like this this morning. I don't know why he went crazy."

this morning?Pei Zhe narrowed his eyes: "Bring him out."

The jailer opened the door and dragged the money out: "Hurry up, I'll be rude to you if you dare to delay!"

Standing at the end of the cell, Pei Zhe watched Qian Zheng tremblingly following behind the jailer. When passing by the cell where the assassins were held, Qian Zheng staggered a few steps forward and almost knocked the jailer down.

"Look at the road, if you bump into it again, you will be rewarded!" the jailer cursed in a low voice.

Something flashed through his mind, Pei Zhe looked thoughtfully at the assassin in the cell, changed his mind, and signaled the jailer to bring the money to the interrogation place.

After being locked in the prison for a few days, Qian Zheng's mental state deteriorated a little, and he was in a daze. When Pei Zhe started to ask questions, it took him a long time to react.

"Qian Zheng, describe the appearance of those masked men."

Qian Zheng shrank his neck: "My lord, I, I don't know, it's been too long, I forgot."

"You forgot?" Pei Zhe patted the table, "Since you forgot, then I'll let you remember it well, come here, bring up the person who was just arrested."

Qian Zheng burst into tears. If someone was not watching, he might have rolled to the ground: "My lord, I said, I said, those people, I saw those people, they wore the same clothes as that day The same clothes at night, it's them, it's them with the corpse."

Pei Zhe smiled slightly: "Then why didn't you take the initiative to explain it just now?"

"I, I..." Qian Zheng scratched his hair, "I didn't expect that there were so many of them, my lord, I took a look, and they were all wearing the same clothes. You caught so many, I was afraid, I I'm afraid in my dreams, if there are more people in them, if I say it, and people outside know, then I'm finished, right?"

This is indeed something that Qian Zhenghui cares about. Once he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of well ropes, Pei Zhe has no position to reprimand him. In the final analysis, the government has no way to reassure the people.

The officials of Huaizhou City still have to deal with it as soon as possible.

When the assassin was interrogated, the other party confessed that there were people behind the scenes, but they didn't know the identity of the people behind the scenes. In short, they were all arrested.

Pei Zhe is not going to continue to lock up Qianzheng. Now that the masked man has been arrested, and then follow the assassin's lead, Sun Liu's case will be closed. He told Lin Jingkong to release Qianzheng, and then stay in prison. If he stays longer, he is afraid that he will get sick if he locks up the money.

When Qian was being taken out of the prison, he was in a daze.

Pei Zhe looked at him amusedly: "I only came here to cooperate with the investigation. Now that the murderer has caught him, why are you locked up?"

"Murderer, has that group been caught?" Qian Zheng asked cautiously.

"They were all arrested, not one left." Pei Zhe patted him on the shoulder, "The case will be closed in a few days, you don't have to worry about someone's retaliation, everything will be done by the government. take you out."

Qian Zheng pursed his lips, trying to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

Lin Jingkong came over with Jin Lingjiu and Zuo Ping, and Pei Zhe pushed the silent Qian Zheng: "Commander Lin is here."

Qian Zheng raised his head and glanced at Lin Jingkong, with a fearful expression on his face: "Commander Lin."

Pei Zhe observed Qian Zheng without leaving a trace, and saw that his expression was the same. He didn't know Jin Lingjiu at all, just like Zuo Ping, and frowned almost indistinctly. Could it be that his guess was wrong before, and Zuo Ping didn't know him at all that day? Have you ever looked for Qian Zheng?

"Master Pei, are you going to release him?" Before Lin Jingkong came, he heard that Qian Zheng was going to be released, but seeing that Pei Zhe remained silent, he thought he had changed his mind again.

Pei Zhe put the question aside for the time being, and nodded: "Let him go, let him go, and let Wang Zhenfu go too."

Sun Liu's case has basically come to an end, and the rags and other evidence have been sorted out in the past few days, and the scapegoat involved before can be acquitted.

After releasing him, Lin Jingkong felt a lot more relaxed. Right now, the magistrate's case is left. According to Jin Lingjiu, it's the final stage of arresting him.

He was very happy in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had arranged things well last night. Look, the cases were solved one by one.

When he was in a good mood, even looking at Yun Wuyang's face was pleasing to the eye, Lin Jingkong patted Yun Wuyang's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Don't worry, you will definitely grow taller."

Yun Wuyang: "???" Are you fucking sick?

It happened that Xiao Chi did not leave with the two teams of commanders, so Pei Zhe directly arrested them as coolies: "You go to find a person named Tian Qi near the medical clinic in the city. She is the prefect's concubine. Then take her directly back to the yamen, and if she is found in the medical hall, bring her back with the people from that medical hall."

Lin Jingkong vaguely remembered where he heard this name: "She is the murderer?"

Pei Zhe glanced behind him, and added: "Well, it's one of them. By the way, if you can't find 'Tian Qi', look for one with the word 'Twenty One' in its name."

Behind Lin Jingkong was Jin Lingjiu. Sensing his gaze, Jin Lingjiu smiled slightly and said a word to him silently.

"There are other murderers? Then where do we go now? To catch them?" Lin Jingkong asked urgently.

Pei Zhe walked away for a while, then said casually, "Fan Zhuang."

He shook his right hand weakly, feeling that there was something missing and empty in his hand.

Lin Jingkong was startled: "The restaurant? The murderer is in the restaurant?"

Pei Zhe was speechless for a while, he felt that Lin Jingkong was about to be stunned: "There is no murderer in the restaurant, Commander Lin is considerate and considerate, let me take a breath, I'm hungry, I'm going to eat, after dinner, let's go to the magistrate's house, Don't worry, I will definitely call your old friend An Sheng, and by the way, let someone call you Zhong Limei."

Lin Jingkong: "...OK."

Coming from the inn, Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu didn't eat, Pei Zhe remembered what Jin Lingjiu said silently before, and raised his hand to invite: "Together?"

Jinling Jiu is as good as others: "I'm sorry."

Pei Zhe: "Don't bother, Commander Lin treats you."

Lin Jingkong who was walking behind: "..."

Originally, Lin Jingkong also planned to invite the two of them to Pinxianglou for dinner, but now the place has changed, so there is not much difference.

Later, when he was going to the magistrate's mansion, Pei Zhe followed the trend and walked in that direction. Yun Wuyang vainly supported him. It was a minor injury, and he was almost used to the pain. He could walk alone, but Yun Wuyang didn't follow him.

Yun Wuyang didn't know how his injury came about, he thought it had something to do with the assassin last night, he blamed himself, walked all the way, and said that he must follow him every step of the way, just like Zuo Ping followed Jinling Jiuyi Sample.

Pei Zhe couldn't resist him, and cast a helpless look at Jin Lingjiu: It's all your fault.

Jin Lingjiu laughed, and said something to Zuo Ping, then Zuo Ping left.

It was still early at this time, and the street was full of breakfast stalls, hot little wontons, freshly baked buns... He didn't pick his food, and he didn't stick to the restaurant: "Are you picky? Are you used to this kind of small stall?"

Jinling Jiu looked around: "I'm picky, but I don't mind."

Pei Zhe chuckled: "It's fine if you don't mind."

He looked around, picked one that had a seat, and Zuo Bing left. There were four of them in total, and they could fit a full table.

The small stall is for making wontons. A big pot is heating up, and the milky white soup is boiling in the pot. The small wontons are mixed with the bubbles from the soup, steaming a milky white aroma.

There are two tables and several stools in the stall. These tables and stools have been used for a long time, and the surface has almost lost the original color of the wood.

Jin Lingjiu frowned and watched for a long time, but he didn't sit down. He suddenly regretted it, and felt that he still cared a little bit.

Don't mind eating, mind the environment.

Pei Zhe and Yun Wuyang took their seats, Lin Jingkong took on the task of buying food, and went to find the stall owner, but Jin Lingjiu was still standing by the table with a serious expression, as if he was thinking about something important.

Pei Zhe knew what he was thinking at a glance. He had seen Jin Lingjiu's love and cleanliness before, so it was normal for him to mind the tables and chairs.

The stall was very small, crowded at the entrance of the alley, it was extremely abrupt for a person like Jin Lingjiu to appear in such a cramped environment, no matter the clothes or temperament, they did not match.

Jin Lingjiu himself seemed to have noticed this, and looked at Pei Zhe helplessly, wondering if he should eat elsewhere.

Pei Zhe seemed to know what he was going to say, and said first, "Wait."

He took out a handkerchief from his arms, hooked it with his uninjured foot, and hooked the stool next to Jin Lingjiu: "I covered it for you, so that it won't get dirty."

Jin Lingjiu was stunned, looking at the plain white handkerchief, he couldn't tell what it was like.

He loves cleanliness so much that he almost becomes sick, so he has been ridiculed by many people, both openly and secretly. When we first met, Pei Zhe also teased him about it.

To be honest, Jin Lingjiu is used to it. He has never been too concerned about people's opinions. Different worlds cannot be forcibly blended in. Just like him and this roadside stall, there will be no results.

But when he saw Pei Zhe spread his handkerchief on the stool, he was suddenly a little moved. Pei Zhe's behavior seemed to build a bridge between him and the world, so that he could work without wading in muddy water. Come here clean.

"Sit, what are you doing in a daze, my handkerchief is clean." Pei Zhe raised his brows lightly, and clicked his tongue, "Don't be too moved, I'm just lazy, and I don't want to change to other places to eat with you."

The stall owner and Lin Jingkong came over with the wontons. Seeing that Jin Lingjiu hadn't sat down yet, they asked in confusion, "There's a stool, why are you standing?"

The people are simple and honest, and they can't see Jinling Jiu's embarrassment. Pei Zhe smiled and tugged at Jin Lingjiu's sleeves: "I'm hungry, sit down and eat."

Jin Lingjiu sat down following the force of his clothes, without saying a word.

The stall owner and Lin Jingkong brought four bowls of wontons to the table, one for each person. They used large rough pottery bowls with a shallow mouth, the mouth of which was bigger than the face.

Pei Zhe let go of Jin Lingjiu's sleeve, and handed him the spoon, "Try it?"

The bowl of milky white soup was almost full, with more than a dozen small wontons floating in it, and green onions were sprinkled on it, which smelled so fragrant that it made people's index fingers move.

Both Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang started to eat, they didn't speak, just ate with their heads buried, pretending that they were dumb and deaf.

Jin Lingjiu took the spoon and stirred the wontons silently. The small wontons were round and very attractive.

Pei Zhe, who had been yelling "I'm hungry" just now, didn't start to eat, but looked at Jin Lingjiu with great interest. He could guarantee that this was the first time Jin Lingjiu ate in such a place.

For the first time, Pei Zhe secretly repeated these three words, feeling a little inexplicably happy in his heart.

It was the first time for Jin Lingjiu to be watched by someone eating. Pei Zhe's eyes were gentle and not eager, but they had a sense of presence that people couldn't ignore.

His mind was disturbed, since Pei Zhe took out the handkerchief just now, thinking about some messy thoughts, for example, the spoon that Pei Zhe handed over was hotter than others.

Seeing that he has been refusing to eat, Pei Zhe couldn't help urging: "It smells delicious, and the taste should not be bad. You can try one. If you really don't like it, let's eat elsewhere."

"No." Jin Lingjiu hesitated for a while, looked up at him, and whispered, "I don't eat onions."

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Update on time tonight.

Jin Jiaojiao: I don't eat onions.