Di Zhiyuan's title suddenly changed from Brother Qingyuan to Brother Yang, and his admiration was beyond words.
Yang Qingyuan gave Di Zhiyuan a strange look.
Sure enough, the "Brother Qingyuan" you just said was intentional, right? Moreover, Yang Qingyuan always felt a little familiar with this name, as if he heard it often somewhere.
He couldn't recall it for a moment, and Yang Qingyuan stopped delving into it. There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he understood everything clearly.
"Zheng!"
The sword at his waist was unsheathed, as fast as the wind.
With seven consecutive sword strokes, seven different fingerprints on the bed were cut out along with the wood on the surface.
"Brother Zhiyuan, take these back, make rubbings, and keep them! It should provide clues for the detection of this case."
Although he was busy with official duties these days, Yang Qingyuan found that his swordsmanship had improved again, and he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.
But Di Zhiyuan was not interested in swordsmanship or swordsmanship at all, and just carefully collected the seven pieces of wood.
Then, Yang Qingyuan followed the same method and sprinkled the pattern-revealing powder on the edge of the window again. Again, several fingerprints appeared. Yang Qingyuan continued slicing.
"Only now do I know why you came here at night, brother Qingyuan! It's really rewarding!"
Di Zhiyuan put away the wood chips and sighed.
Yang Qingyuan didn't care about Di Zhiyuan's emotion.
Isn’t it Brother Yang? Why did he become Brother Qingyuan again!?
"Let's go!" Yang Qingyuan patted Di Zhiyuan's shoulder angrily, "That's it for tonight!"
"He's leaving now!" Di Zhiyuan was a little surprised.
"What do you think!?"
Di Zhiyuan laughed sarcastically, "Haha, I thought brother Qingyuan, you had other magical things!"
Yang Qingyuan rolled his eyes at Di Zhiyuan. No one really thinks that scientific research can be successful in the world of Zhongwu!!
"Let's go! The murderer may be someone from this house. It would be bad if we alert the enemy!"
"Yeah!" Di Zhiyuan agreed with Yang Qingyuan's point of view. From now on, it seems that people within the mansion are more likely to take action, especially the loyal housekeeper and the strange wife!
The two locked the door again, and Yang Qingyuan took out two more seals from his sleeves and pasted them on the door again under Di Zhiyuan's surprised eyes.
No wonder Brother Qingyuan did not hesitate when he tore off the seal on the door just now. It turned out that he came prepared.
Yang Qingyuan said that the seal thing is just a stamp that you put on yourself. Isn’t it as much as you want?
The two used Qinggong again, left Li's Mansion, and returned to Dali Temple.
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Yang Qingyuan has his own mansion in the capital, which was given by the Emperor Zhou, but it is quite far away from Dali Temple. Yang Qingyuan's mansion is in Changxingfang, and Dali Temple is in Zhenyuan Street. If ordinary people walk there and back, it will take an hour.
For the convenience of working, Yang Qingyuan has been living in Dali Temple these days.
After working hard for half a night, even though Yang Qingyuan was a martial arts expert, he was a little tired.
He no longer continued to study the case with Di Zhiyuan, and his exhausted mental state also affected the efficiency of case investigation.
Yang Qingyuan simply washed up and returned to his bedroom in Dali Temple.
As soon as he reached the door, Yang Qingyuan stopped—there was someone in the bedroom.
Dali Temple, once a behemoth of the Great Zhou Dynasty, put too much pressure on the major organizations of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Today is the first time that the Dali Temple has begun handling a case. It is no exaggeration to say that it has attracted the attention of the whole capital.
This was already the fifth wave of people Yang Qingyuan had to deal with tonight, and he was the most daring one, actually breaking into his bedroom.
Yang Qingyuan pushed the door directly and walked in, "Where are you from? The East and West factories, Hulong Villa and Jinyiwei have all been here just now. Are you from Shenhou Mansion or Six Doors?"
Then Yang Qingyuan smelled a familiar fragrance.
Before Yang Qingyuan could think about it, the person in the room raised his hand and fired a hidden weapon.
Facing the oncoming hidden weapon, Yang Qingyuan did not dodge.
Tianfu Dao Pu allows him to see in the dark as if it were daytime, but he closed his eyes and pointed in front of his forehead.
"Drip!" A little spiritual spring dripped into the heart lake, and ripples appeared in the originally calm heart lake.
The hidden weapon that was originally fired was caught between Yang Qingyuan's fingers for some unknown reason.
There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
This move is not done with the fingers, but with the heart.
The man in the darkness said "Hey!", as if he was shocked by Yang Qingyuan's move.
Only Yang Qingyuan himself knew that the power of the fingering techniques he used was less than 30% of the original version. The fact that he could take on this hidden weapon so easily was all due to his extraordinary spiritual sense and martial arts attainments that far exceeded his opponents.
But it was this sound of surprise that made Yang Qingyuan know the identity of the person in the room.
The petal-shaped hidden weapon in his hand flicked, passed over the candlestick, and lit the candle.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the fire started to light up, the man fired another concealed weapon and extinguished the candle.
"My lord, it's better not to light the wax. If someone sees you and me in the same room, it will inevitably affect your reputation and delay your official career!"
There was a hint of charm in the cold voice.
When Yang Qingyuan heard this, he spread his hands.
"I don't have a good reputation. Following Li Xunhuan, I have long been regarded as a young romantic in the eyes of outsiders. Ji Baotou, on the other hand, has only been twenty years old. Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get married in the future?"
The person who came was Ji Yaohua, the head catcher in Mo Yi.
"If it's hard for Yaohua to get married because of adults, the worst possible outcome is that we'll have to rely on adults!" Ji Yaohua's voice changed, and the original coldness disappeared, and she was suddenly so delicate that Yang Qingyuan was not used to it.
"Ji Baotou came here late at night, what are you doing!?"
Although Yang Qingyuan asked this, he already had a guess in his heart.
Today is the third day that Yang Qingyuan gave Ji Yaohua. Ji Yaohua came to see him alone late at night, so she must have made the right decision.
Ji Yaohua chuckled softly, "Why do I come here late at night? Why do you ask me if you know it!?"
"It seems that the prescription Ji Batou has already taken, and it can indeed cure the insomnia of Ji Batou and all the sisters."
"The medicine king Sun Shichang's prescription is naturally extraordinary. Yaohua and the sisters have been sleeping well every night recently, all thanks to this prescription. Yaohua would like to thank you for your kindness!"
The two of them played riddles to each other, but they knew exactly what the other said.
Ji Yaohua, who was originally lying on her side on Yang Qingyuan's bed, stood up and came to sit down at a table.
Yang Qingyuan also sat opposite.
"I can lead a group of sisters to be loyal to you, and I can even be your undercover agent in the An family, helping you collect information about the An family's father and son!"
Ji Yaohua stopped playing the Nine-Meading Yellow River and went straight to the point and gave her own weight.
This is also the highest price she can offer.
As soon as Yang Qingyuan heard Ji Yaohua's words, he knew that Ji Yaohua was sincere. Now it was up to him to see if the chips in his hand were enough to convince her.