Ye Caitang put a check mark on the paper.

Can water.

It feels like Kim Jong-ri is one step closer to the murderer.

Xia Yue threw the file to Liu: "Go check where Kim Jong-li was seven years ago and whether he has been to Liu Zong County."

Ye Caitang suddenly said: "Although Kim Jong-li is a native of the country, he often went out in the early years. He would go out for ten days and a half, or even for several months and a year. In other words, he didn't go out much in the past two or three years."

She and her neighbor's aunt were not chatting for so long in vain. After eating a piece of candy cake, she almost understood everything about Kim Jong-li in the village. If she hadn't been afraid of delaying too long, if she had eaten another piece, the aunt would have said she was ten years old.

Eight-year-old Sapo rolled around.

Xia Yue pondered: "It's easy to find out whether Kim Jong-li went out seven years ago. But if you want to find out whether Kim Jong-li went out to Liu Zong County seven years ago, I'm afraid you have to go to the local area to investigate."

At best, Kim Jong-li's neighbors only know that he goes out, and they don't know where he goes. What's more, seven years have passed. Unless Kim Jong-li is a person who buys local specialties and gives gifts everywhere he goes, otherwise

Otherwise, the neighbors would have no way of knowing where he was going.

Liuzong County was not too far from the capital, and the round trip only took two or three days. At that moment, Xie Zhilai was asked to draw a portrait of Kim Jong-li and give it to Wang Tong, who then took people to search for the portrait.

In seven years, there is a big difference between the ages of three and ten, and there is basically no change at the age of forty or fifty. Even if Kim Jong-li used a pseudonym at the time, so many villagers must have seen him.

Xie Zhi is not as serious as Xia Yue, he always talks with a smile, and he and Ye Caitang have a friendship of running a small stove and eating candy cakes together, and his eyes light up when he sees her.

"Xiaoye has changed into new clothes?"

What young girl doesn't like to be praised for her beauty, let alone by a handsome young man who praises her.

Even though Ye Cai and Tang Xinru had been silent for five years, they still felt secretly happy because of Xie Zhi's praise.

So Ye Caitang poured a glass of water for Xie Zhi.

But Xie Zhi then said: "You should have thrown away the shabby clothes you were wearing before. After all, you are also a member of Mr. Xia from the six gates. You are wearing patched clothes and following behind Mr. Xia. When others see you, you still

I thought you were chasing Mr. Xia to beg for food."

Seeing that the water was about to be handed to Xie Zhi's hand, Xie Zhi had already reached out to take it. After Ye Caitang heard the word "begging for food", he quickly took back his hand and took a sip himself.

Only Xie Zhi was left stretching out his hands, making a lonely gesture of retention in the wind.

It's really hard to pick up any pot. Ye Caitang said seriously: "It's getting late. Mr. Xie, please go back as soon as you finish your work. Be careful not to drop it when you walk at night."

The curse is clearly revealed.

Xie Zhi vaguely felt Ye Caitang's resentment, but he didn't quite understand it.

He quietly asked Liu Sha: "I was just joking. Xiaoye is not a stingy person. Why are you angry?"

Could it be that Ye Caitang really wanted to have dinner and poked her in a sore spot?

It shouldn't be. Judging from Ye Caitang's calm and composed manner, he comes from a good family. He has never spent his days being servile or bowing his head.

Temperament doesn't lie.

Liu Sha's expression was also a little stiff. He suddenly remembered that on the day Ye Caitang first arrived, he almost ran to get the broken bowl, and suddenly he started to sweat on his forehead.

I don’t know if Ye Caitang has ever cursed himself in his heart. He should be more careful when walking tonight so as not to fall.

"You said a girl's family is begging for food. Can the girl not be angry?" Liu Sha said perfunctorily: "They are all like you, so thick-skinned?"

"Oh." Xie Zhi nodded, which seemed to make sense.

Xia Yue, who was not afraid of wrestling, was fearless. While looking at Xie Zhi's portrait of Kim Jong-li, he said, "Little Ye."

"grown ups?"

Xia Yue said: "These two clothes of yours..."

Ye Caitang immediately sounded the alarm in his heart, and decided that if Xia Yue dared to say that ten taels of silver would be deducted from wages, she would immediately take off her clothes and throw it in his face.

Xia Yue said: "You are indeed well dressed. Just wear it. Consider it a meeting gift from me."

Ye Caitang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately poured Xia Yue a cup of tea.

"Thank you, sir. Let's have tea." Ye Caitang's smile was as warm as spring, and then he turned around and said, "Hey, Mr. Xie hasn't finished the painting yet?"

The disgust is palpable.

Xie Zhi burst into tears in his heart, and hesitated and said: "Miss Ye, it's actually like this. I used to have dinner, so I inevitably talk about the past when I talk. If you misunderstood me, I'm here to apologize to you.

Sir, you have a lot of things, please don’t be the same as me."

Although Xie Zhi was just a fortune teller, he was gentle, with good facial features and a personable demeanor. Ye Caitang still had a good impression of him.

Ye Caitang said tolerantly: "It doesn't matter. Heroes don't care about their origins. As long as it's not illegal or taboo, it's okay."

In Xie Zhi's colorful life experience, begging has been included in his life.

It has to be said that Xie Zhi's painter is much better than the master of Liumen. With the same few strokes, a lifelike Kim Jong-li appears on the page.

Wang Tong put away the drawing paper and ordered two people's hands. Xia Yue gave a few more instructions and asked him to set off early tomorrow morning.

After giving instructions to Wang Tong, he also ordered Ye Caitang: "You should also go to bed early. We will also go out tomorrow."

Ye Caitang asked hurriedly: "Where to go?"

Working in Six Doors, she had already thought of going on business, but Lin Ling's case hadn't been solved yet, where would she go?

Xia Yue said: "Go and visit a master."

Xie Zhi interrupted: "My master."

In all likelihood, he is also a fortune teller.

Xia Yue explained: "Xie Zhi's master is the famous Feng Shui master Hai Wangtian, who is proficient in all kinds of secrets. After Jinpen washed his hands, he lived in a villa in the suburbs of Beijing and never saw anyone else. This time, thanks to Xie Zhi's matchmaking,

Agree to meet us. If you don’t see the murderer hanging someone out of thin air, if there are any secrets, Mr. Hai might be able to know a thing or two."

It sounded so powerful that Ye Caitang couldn't help but look at Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi had to hold his head high with pride and be humble at the same time. The two contradictory emotions made his expression at this time extremely strange.

Ye Caitang thought to himself, this is still a famous disciple, no wonder Xia Yue's attitude towards Xie Zhi is unusual.

Xie Zhi watched Ye Caitang's expression change, and thought to himself that she should look at me differently now. Before he finished thinking about it, he just heard Ye Caitang say.

"Then you lied to me when you said you were asking for food?"

"..." Xie Zhi's reserved and proud expression immediately stiffened, and he paused before saying, "No, I just came to the master's door begging for food. He saw me as pitiful, so he accepted me as his disciple."

In a courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing, a young-looking old Feng Shui master told the fate of his beloved disciple.
Chapter completed!