Behind several alleys outside the imperial city, there is a royal repaired townhouse. In order to facilitate the envoys to enter the palace at any time, it will serve as a place for envoys to enter the capital to rest.

After the current emperor ascended the throne, this rule has been officially adopted: all envoys who entered the capital stayed in Qianyuan Pavilion.

Tuoba Jing, the eighth prince of Beimang, also lives in Qianyuan Pavilion.

Lu Qingfan and his party stood in front of Qianyuan Pavilion, with a towering gold-burning above their heads. The inscription "Qianyuan Pavilion" on the emperor who wandered around the dragon and phoenix attracted everyone's attention.

Unlike Qiongfang Villa, Qianyuan Pavilion is responsible for foreign guests, whether it is the decoration of the door or the inscriptions of the royal inscriptions. It is far more grand and solemn than Qiongfang Villa, and its royal demeanor is fully displayed.

"Mr. Lu, the Eighth Prince is inside."

Duan Kejin, the head of the inn, had been waiting at the entrance of Qianyuan Pavilion. Seeing Lu Qingfan and his party staring at the plaque and wondering what they were thinking, they saluted and urged them secretly.

His face turned pale because of fear, and his hands were trembling unconsciously because of fear.

There has never been a dead person in the Qianyuan Pavilion... The royal family settled the envoy's inn, and there were countless guards everywhere. Who would have thought that someone would commit an offense here?

The suspect who killed the eighth prince of Beimang, Tuoba Jing, was also at the scene of the crime.

The case was not sent to Chengshuntian Prefecture and Dali Temple, but was reported directly to the Ministry of Justice.

Shangshu Lu waved his hand and asked Lu Qingfan to take over.

"If you have time, the shopkeeper Duan leads the way."

Yun Xi followed, looking at the huge inn.

Although it is a townhouse, after entering from the main entrance of Qianyuan Pavilion, there is a yard that is nearly three times in.

The residence of the Eighth Prince of Beimang is in the yard in the northwest corner.

When we arrived at the courtyard, there were martial law nearby. In addition to the Beimang Guard, there were people from the Five City Commander's Office everywhere.

Seeing this, Lu Qingfan frowned slightly.

When 50% of the soldiers and horse commanders saw Lu Qingfan bringing people, everyone didn't even say hello. The leader waved his hand and several people retreated from the yard.

"Oh, no..." Ran Piao pointed to the evacuated people and said speechlessly: "They have withdrawn. Are we taking care of the crime scene by these three melons and two jujubes?"

How many of them are there, what can they do?

"It's okay, go in." After Lu Qingfan finished speaking, he glanced at Leng Chuan and Leng Hai. The two of them immediately took the order and did their own things.

Yun Xi also put on her foot cover, put on her sheepskin gloves, and entered the study where the deceased was discovered with Qingguo.

Seeing that everyone was doing their own jobs, Ran Piao seemed to have been used to the situation of insufficient staff and being rolled in his eyes, but instead he seemed to have made a big fuss.

He touched his nose awkwardly and signaled to Manager Duan: "Follow me... I will come."

"Yes, sir."

"Tell me, what's going on in the room?" Ran Piao asked with his hands in his eyes and Lu Qingfan.

"The villain didn't know the specific situation. It was the soldiers under Beimang who told him that something happened. They asked the villain to report to the official, and the villain reported to the official."

Duan Kejin swallowed: "I saw that the Eighth Prince was assassinated by someone, and the murderous weapon was held in the murderer's hand."

After saying that, Duan Kejin gasped in exhaustion.

Ran Piao patted Duan Kejin, with two sympathy on his friendly old face: "Is it the first time I saw someone dead? It's okay, I'll get used to it when I look at it from now on."

Duan Kejin's face turned paler. God knows, he doesn't want to get used to it at all!

Yun Xi quickly walked into the room, and saw a middle-aged man with a solemn face. He had a delicate mustache and gorgeous clothes. He looked like a senior official of the court. He was the one who was inconsistent with his identity.

He held a blood-stained weapon that looked like a dagger and a knife in his hand.

"Master Lu, you are here." The middle-aged man did not give Yun Xi a look, but when he saw Lu Qingfan behind him, his eyes lit up and immediately met him.

Even though Lu Qingfan was very good, Yun Xi's master and servant still showed a vigilant look: facing a suspect rushing towards him with a weapon, no one can be friendly.

Lu Qingfan didn't expect that the suspect was Yi Duo, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. He asked in surprise: "Mr. Yi?"

No wonder Lu Shangshu didn't even say anything, so he gave the case to the Ministry of Justice; no wonder the people from the Five City Military Command Department turned their faces and ran away. It seemed that they didn't want to be involved in any personnel matters in the slave trading case.

When Yun Xi heard the three words "Master Yi", his clear eyes surged a little complicated and obscure: he was the real person in charge of buying and selling slaves, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Yi Duo.

Yi Duo said in a deep voice: "I really have never killed the Eighth Prince."

He is here to discuss business, so what else can he talk about if he kills someone?!

Lu Qingfan nodded slightly: "If you kill someone, you really don't have to stay at the crime scene and wait for the government to come."

At least, Yi Duo, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, chose to escape.

At the foot of the emperor, countless people knew Yi Duo. Since they could not hide, they would do it better to cooperate.

Yi Duo said inexplicably: "Lord Lu is a smart person."

Yun Xi cannot deny the cleverness in the two of them.

She withdrew her gaze and focused on the deceased: Tuoba Jing, the eighth prince of Beimang, had a big beard and lay on the ground with a clean and refreshing face, but there were several wounds on her body, and the fatal wound was three inches below her abdomen.

There is no mess around the desk, but there are a few scratches left at the corners of the desk, which is caused by the murder weapon during a fight.

Yun Xi stepped forward and gently turned on the deceased's mouth and nose to observe, confirming that there was no sign of poisoning, and carefully observed the blood on the carpet around him...

After finding useful clues, Yun Xi reached out to Qingguo behind him. The little maid immediately cooperated with a kraft paper bag on the ground and threw the small physical evidence in.

"What is this?" Yi Duo couldn't help but feel surprised when he saw two delicate little girls circling around the corpse.

“Coron.”

The thin lips spit out two words, and Lu Qingfan changed the topic in a deep voice: "What is the matter when the lord comes here to visit the Eighth Prince? Who did he meet on the way, what did he say, what did he say after coming to Qianyuan Pavilion, what did he do, what did he do, what did he do, what did he do, what did he do, what did he do, what did he do on his way, who he met on the way, what did he say on the way, what did he say on the way, what

I hope that no one will let go of the details.”

The truth is often hidden in invisible details.

Yi Duo knew very well that it was related to his innocence, so he did everything in detail.

Yun Xi finished observing the eighth prince's corpse watch, stood up and said to Lu Qingfan, "Sir, where are we going to perform the autopsy?"

"Return to the Ministry of Justice." Lu Qingfan looked around and gave up the idea of ​​taking a self-examination directly in the small room next door.

After all, it was the royal inn that received the envoys. The impact of the bloody case was enough. If the news of the autopsy was heard, it was probably that the Qianyuan Hall would be abandoned.

"Yes." Yun Xi nodded at Qingguo, and the little maid immediately spread the white cloth, carried the person into the white cloth with flexible skill, and then took the corpse with a strange wrapping method.

Yi Duo was focused and a little surprised surged in his eyes.

"Master Yi." When the master and servant passed by the outer hall, Yun Xi bowed to Yi Duo for half a salute, then stretched out his hand: "I'm sorry to hand over the murder weapon to the civilian girl."

Yi Duo was stunned, and then he remembered that he was holding a weapon in his hand, and he was holding the thing and talking to Lu Qingfan for a while.

“…I’m working.”

Yi Duo presented the weapon with awkward face, but Yun Xi did not take it directly with his hands, but took out a kraft paper that just happened to be able to contain the weapon to wrap it.

This is not the end. Yun Xi asked Yi Duo to leave his hair, palm marks, etc., and then he politely said back.

Lu Qingfan said nothing throughout the whole process, and agreed that Yun Xi would collect and take away all the traces needed.

His dark eyes were full of praise, he was such a smart little girl.

[Author’s off-topic]: Yi Duo: I really didn’t kill anyone.

Yun Xi: It won’t affect our collection of evidence!
Chapter completed!