Yang Huilan moved her red lips slightly, and finally nodded under the worry of the old doctor, but she didn't want Hong Qingrui and Lan Doumi to watch, so the old doctor took Yang Huilan to another room to see her foot injury.

"Yang Huilan is inseparable from Zhang Guilan's death."

Lan Doumi looked at Hong Qingrui and said.

Hong Qingrui looked down at him, "Even if you know she's lied, and if you ask without evidence, the other party won't admit it."

Lan Dou Mi was a little frustrated.

When the old doctor came out, his expression was a bit strange. He said that Yang Huilan was seriously injured, and now he had wrapped the medicine for her, so he invited Lan Doumi and the others to go in and continue the questioning.

Lan Doumi looked at the black mist on the old doctor's face, pursed his lips and stretched out his hand to tug at the corner of Hong Qingrui's clothes. Hong Qingrui nodded and walked in front of Lan Doumi.

Yang Huilan's eyes became more red and swollen.

Seeing the two people looking at her, Yang Huilan said with a bit of tears: "It hurt so much when my grandfather packed me the medicine, I couldn't hold it back, and made the two officials laugh."

"Where, shall we continue?"

Lan Doumi glanced at Yang Huilan's feet, raised her eyes and asked with a smile.

"Ah."

Yang Huilan shrank her feet.

"You said you were waiting for Zhang Guilan to come back in the backyard of the Town God's Temple, so who saw what happened to you in the backyard?"

Yang Huilan lowered her eyes, "There is a young monk in the temple watering the flowers and plants in the backyard, so he can prove it."

Hong Qingrui suddenly smiled, causing several people to look at him.

"Miss Yang," Hong Qingrui's eyes were scrutinizing, "It's a cold winter day, even if there are flowers and plants in the yard, there is no need to water them."

"Sweeping, sweeping, yes! The little monk is sweeping the floor."

Yang Huilan immediately changed her words. This discerning person saw something wrong at first sight.

The old doctor stood aside and lowered his head, so that people could not see his expression clearly.

"Miss Yang, I don't think this is the place to talk, let's talk in another place."

Landoumi said suddenly.

Yang Huilan twisted her hands together, her eyes wandering, "Another place? Where are you going?"

"yamen."

"Ahhh, no, I won't go! Grandpa!"

Yang Huilan suddenly screamed, got up and ran behind the old man trembling.

Looking at the other party's intact feet, Lan Doumi raised her eyebrows, "Hey, what kind of magic medicine did you use, Mr. Yang? How long will it take for Miss Yang to be fully healed?"

The old man couldn't understand the meaning of Lan Doumi's words, he pushed Yang Huilan who was hiding behind him to the two of them in tears, "Hui Lan, just tell the truth."

Yang Huilan looked at the old doctor, then at Lan Doumi and the two, and suddenly squatted on the ground and burst into tears.

It turned out that Zhang Guilan and Yang Huilan went to the temple not to burn incense, but to meet people.

A few months ago, Zhang Guilan told Yang Huilan that she had a crush. Yang Huilan was naturally surprised and curious.

"The person Guilan likes is Young Master Zhou. At first we thought that Young Master Zhou was pretty good, but we didn't know that Young Master Zhou...is unclean and self-conscious, and likes to stay in the place of fireworks."

The son of the Zhou family that Yang Huilan was talking about was Zhou Hong.

"After knowing Mr. Zhou's character, Guilan was still sad for a few days. Unexpectedly, when I went to the north of the city with her to appreciate chrysanthemums that day, I happened to meet Mr. Zhou again. I didn't want Guilan to have more contact with him, but Mr. Zhou insisted He came to the door and invited us to drink a cup of tea, from then on, I knew that Guilan and Mr. Zhou had a secret relationship."

The more Yang Huilan said, the calmer the expression on her face became.

Zhang Guilan even told her that Zhou Hong wanted to take her as a concubine. She came from a mediocre family, and she didn't expect to be Zhou Hong's wife. time to get along.

"One day two months ago, it rained heavily..."

Yang Huilan helped the old doctor clean up the pharmacy and was about to close the door. The rain was too heavy and water would flow into the shop. The old doctor was not in good health, and Yang Huilan was afraid that the humidity would be too heavy.

But the moment she opened the door, Yang Huilan saw Zhang Guilan staggering back in the heavy rain.

"I saw that she didn't even hold an umbrella, and her complexion was very bad. I wanted to watch her close the shop after entering the house. I didn't want Guilan to just stand at the door of their house and not go in. She just stood there quietly. Then, the rain was really heavy, so I pulled Guilan into our house with an umbrella."

"I also remember this. After entering our shop, Guilan started crying and kept crying until she was out of breath. I wanted to find her parents, but Guilan didn't Yes, because I’m afraid they will worry.”

The old doctor also recalled what happened that day.

"Did she tell you where she went or who she met?"

Thinking of the two-month-old child in Zhang Guilan's stomach, Lan Doumi asked softly.

Yang Huilan thought about it carefully.

"She didn't say anything, she just wanted to take a bath, she said she was wet by the rain, and she fell on the road and hurt her leg, so my grandpa gave her a bottle of wound medicine."

Hong Qingrui looked over, "Did you see her wound?"

"No, she said it's good to come by herself."

Yang Huilan shook her head.

"Aside from these, is there anything unusual?"

Yang Huilan thought for a while, and finally said suddenly, "She took a long time to wash that day and spent four buckets of water, and she didn't want that dress anymore, so I gave her my dress."

"Where did her dress go?"

"Throw it away. She said there was blood on it and she didn't want to wear it anymore, so she threw it away."

bloodstains....

This bloodstain could not be the bloodstain from an injured leg, it is very likely that it was the bloodstain left by Zhang Guilan after she was raped.

"Since then, Guilan has cut off contact with Young Master Zhou. She told me that it was because she didn't want to be an aunt anymore, but she couldn't get married because of her status, so she broke up with Young Master Zhou."

But from that day on, Zhang Guilan talked less and less, she was not energetic all day long, and she didn't like to laugh anymore. In the past, she was the one who came to play with Yang Huilan, but later Yang Huilan took the initiative to find her.

"That day she asked me to go to the Town God's Temple. On the way, she told me that she was going to meet someone in a certain place, but she was afraid that my aunt would be unhappy if she found out, so she wanted me to cover her. I asked her where she was going, and she said that she was going to Houshan, I'll be back soon, I stayed in Chenghuang Temple for a long time, and when I couldn't stay any longer, Guilan finally came back."

Lan Doumi remembered the blood on the slate and asked, "Are her clothes intact?"

"It's fine, it's just that her little day came that day, so she got some stains on her skirt. In order to avoid the attention of passers-by, we specially asked the little monk to call us a carriage and take us to the door of our house."

Yang Huilan choked with sobs, "She held my hand when she went back and said, let's go to enjoy the plum blossoms tomorrow, but..."

Seeing Yang Huilan who was crying bitterly, Lan Doumi and Hong Qingrui looked at each other and said goodbye.

"Miss Yang, take a good rest, and we will take our leave first."

"You two officials, I will see you off."

After coming out of the pharmacy, Lan Doumi felt extremely depressed.

"Brother Rui, Yang Huilan didn't lie behind her, what should we do now?"

"Find out who is the person who met Zhang Guilan, let's go to Zhou's house."

Seeing that it was not too late, Hong Qingrui said.

Landoumi nodded.

Just as Zhou Hong was scolded by Mr. Zhou in the study, his head was still dizzy. As soon as he stepped out of the study, he was killed by the welcoming housekeeper.

"Master! Master! The government has come again and said they are looking for the young master!"

Zhou Hong:...

Mr. Zhou slapped Zhou Hong hard on the back, causing him to almost kneel on the ground, "What dirty things did you bastard do?!"

"Ahem, Father, I've been acting good lately!"

Zhou Hong was about to cry.

"Master, I'm waiting in the lobby," said the butler with a worried expression.

Mr. Zhou let out a deep breath, "It's impossible to hide, son of a bitch, keep up!"

Zhou Hong hurriedly followed Mr. Zhou to the lobby.

As soon as he stepped into the lobby, Mr. Zhou's face turned into a chrysanthemum/flower shape, and he smiled so that his folds squeezed together, "Hey, red catcher, brother Lan, you are welcome, you are welcome!"

"Mr. Zhou's words are serious. We don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. There are some things I want to ask Mr. Zhou."

Hong Qingrui looked at Zhou Hong with his head down.

"It's easy to talk, come forward!"

Turning around, Master Zhou's face turned into that of a stepfather.

Zhou Hong stepped forward bitterly, "Red policeman, I really didn't do anything wrong. Since what happened last time, I haven't even gone to the brothel, and have been helping my father with his business."

Hong Qingrui nodded, "I'll ask Mr. Zhou about someone, please speak truthfully."

"It's true, it must be true!"

Faced with Mr. Zhou's black face, Zhou Hong smiled like a grandson.

"Zhang Guilan, do you know Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Hong was taken aback for a moment. He carefully glanced at Mr. Zhou, and finally nodded, "I know, but we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"When and where did Mr. Zhou meet Zhang Guilan for the last time? Who can prove it?"

"Two months ago, I was drinking tea with a friend in a teahouse. She asked someone to bring me a letter telling me not to go to her. I still kept the letter." Zhou Hong didn't know what happened, but He still asked his personal servant to bring Zhang Guilan's letter to him.

During this period, Lan Doumi kept looking at Zhou Hong's face, and only let down his guard after discovering that the other party was indeed not lying.

"Why, are you still messing around outside?"

Mr. Zhou's face was almost blackened.

"Father, this girl is from an innocent family. My son wanted to marry her to be his aunt. At first, she agreed, but for some reason, she suddenly quit. I keep this letter because I want to marry her one day." If she regrets it, I can still chatter about with this letter."

Zhou Hong explained carefully.

Mr. Zhou gave him a hard look, "Is the reputation of the girl's family used as a joke? Hurry up and find a matchmaker!"

"Looking for a matchmaker?" Lan Doumi looked at the two in surprise, "Don't Zhou Yuanwai and Mr. Zhou know? Zhang Guilan is dead."

"what?!"

Zhou Hong's voice made Mr. Zhou stagger in fright.

"This, this, this is none of my son's business, is it? Our father and son just came back from Jicheng, and our buttocks haven't warmed up yet. My son really doesn't know about this death! "

Mr. Zhou's cold sweat dripped down drop by drop.

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Book Title: Elementary School Dregs

Introduction: The elementary school scumbag looked at the college bully blocking the classroom door with red eyes.

"You smoke!"

The university bully raised his eyebrows casually.

"I have good grades."

The elementary school scum was hit violently, his eyes were full of water vapor, "You, you skipped class this morning!"

The college bully raised his hand and tugged at his collar, "I have good grades."

Primary school scum: QaQ

It turns out that with good grades, you can do whatever you want!envy jng

Slackers Shou vs Xueba Gong

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