The weather in April often changes at a moment's notice. Ji Xuan walked into the dentistry shop wearing a raincoat.
He looked at the people coming and going in the dental shop, resisted the idea of turning around and left, and crossed the threshold with ink-stained steps.
As soon as he entered, he stood in front of the counter and said to a man in black shorts: "The one behind the Bazi Hutong, this is the last commission."
Ji Xuan usually lives behind the Bazi Hutong, only half an hour away from the Yamen.
However, he didn't buy this yard by himself. To be precise, he bought it when his father was still alive, and the mortgage was paid off until this month.
"Ji Xu, right? Do you want to change your name?"
The person at the tooth shop asked while flipping through the booklet in his hand.
The mortgaged house can be transferred after all the procedures have been completed and completed. It is normal to ask this question.
"No need." Ji Xuan said firmly, and suddenly pointed at An Qing, who was crowded in the crowd: "Which one is this? You are also responsible for introducing guys here?"
Ji Xu was naturally Ji Xuan's father. He remembered hearing Fang Wu and others talk about it before, and An Qing also had dealings with people from Yahang.
"No, they must be buying or renting houses. We don't do anything else here." The person from Yahang said.
"Where is the property and what is the price?" Ji Xuan nodded and asked.
"The one on Baihebi Gang, the price is...a million taels." The man in shorts raised his head slightly and said.
"Is it silver?" Ji Xuan turned around and asked.
"Jinyin, please sign here." The man said with a slight smile.
Ji Xuan was stunned and stared at An Qing for a long time. This thing was a bit strange. Although he didn't know what the price was, it shouldn't be within the reach of ordinary people, right?
"Mr. Ji? Sign?" Hearing the official voice of Yaxingren again, Ji Xuan turned around to sign and then went out.
When Ji Xuan returned to the Yamen, she saw that there was no one in the Yamen.
Ji Xuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the sky and the hourglass, and was sure that she had been in bed for a long time at this time.
Even if it was raining, he shouldn't be so unpunctual, right? But Ji Xuan didn't pay much attention and continued to the morgue at the back.
There are small red spots on the scalp of corpses, and some other things can be seen on them after being frozen for a long time.
Therefore, he was in a hurry and wanted to see if he could find some new clues.
But as soon as he entered the morgue, he saw a yamen servant lying inside. The yamen servant heard the sound of him pushing the door open and looked up.
"Ji Tongzhi? You're back, you scared us to death." The officer said and ran out in a few steps.
Ji Xuan was stunned for a while, and it took her a while to realize what was going on.
Are you afraid of losing him after doing this for a long time? His sense of direction has been very weak since he was a child, and he often turns around in this Yamen alley for a long time before he can get out.
Therefore, many people will not let him go out alone, but as he grows up and becomes familiar with this area, such things do not happen often, so this is...
Ji Xuan shook her head helplessly, and after putting on another piece of clothing outside the coir raincoat, she uncovered the white cloth on the body and began to observe.
The red spots on the scalp of the corpse had become larger and larger, filling the entire back of the head. Ji Xuan stared at the patches, searching for something in her mind.
After a while, Ji Xuan walked out again and stared at the files at the crime scene in the squad room.
When he saw that there was a thin circle of kerosene on the floor, he had more doubts. Kerosene and black pockmarked seeds can indeed cause red rashes on people's scalp, but the victim was hanged, and it should also appear after being placed on the ground.
No contact with kerosene.
In addition, the kerosene, wax oil, and wine were mixed together, which really meant burning the corpse to eliminate traces.
Ji Xuan's scalp felt numb after looking at it, but she still tried her best to remember every item inside and thought about whether there was anything else in it that they had not noticed.
The murderer wanted to burn this house to the ground. Did he only want to burn two people? Are there still these clues? Are there other things?
Ji Xuan was just thinking when she heard the sound of footsteps. She raised her head and saw Zhang Xuan and Fang Wu coming in one after another.
Zhang Xuan stared at him with disgust, as if he had some deep grudge against him.
As for Fang Wu, he had a roll of portrait paper in his hand, as well as several pieces of paper and a rattle. No matter how much there was, he couldn't see clearly.
"Master Ji, please tell me where you are going next time. It's easy to scare people to death if you suddenly disappear." Zhang Xuan slapped the things in his hands on the table and said.
Ji Xuan didn't say anything, she just unfolded what Zhang Xuan put on the table and saw a purse. The pattern on the purse was vivid, and there were a few copper plates inside.
Some rust can be faintly seen on the edge of the copper plate.
"Hey, you're dead? Just in time, these are enough for you to be buried with." Ji Xuan looked at it and opened her palms to hand them back to Zhang Xuan.
"Master, that's stolen money. A government official found it in a hole outside the house where the crime occurred."
"Purse? I remember that the victim had a basket at home. See if there is any connection between this and the silk thread inside."
"good."
As he spoke, Fang Wu put the coins back into his purse and went to look through the case files.
She followed the idea given to her by Ji Xuan and considered whether it belonged to the deceased, but why should it be buried deep underground?
"Hole?"
Ji Xuan looked at Fang Wu, suddenly remembered Fang Wu's choice of words and uttered a word.
"... When the yamen officer was searching, he poured some water into the corner. You know, the sound when it goes into the soil is definitely different from when it is poured on the box. This purse is placed in a cube iron box."
Fang Wu said nothing, just lowered his head and continued to look through the files.
When Ji Xuan's mouth opened again, Zhang Xuan whistled.
"What kind of water are you pouring?" Ji Xuan asked as soon as she finished speaking.
"You'd better look at this." Zhang Xuan spread the portrait paper in Fang Wu's hand in front of Ji Xuan's eyes.
Slowly unfolding it, Ji Xuan saw clearly that it was not a portrait, but a simple paper cut stuck on the drawing paper.
There was a swishing sound, but the paper-cut still seemed to be unsteady. At a certain moment, Ji Xuan seemed to see the big man shrunk hundreds of times and stood on the piece of paper.
"Thank you, we found a wooden house deep in the mountains. There was an animal skin inside. And the rest of what you saw, except this purse, was found there." Zhang Xuan handed it to Ji Xuan.
Somewhat upset.
"Let's go take a look." Ji Xuan said and was about to walk out.
"Come back, come back. You can be a human being. Let's do it tomorrow." Zhang Xuan dragged the person onto the chair with a quick step.
"Is it enough?" Ji Xuan found some silver from her sleeve and spread it in front of Zhang Xuan.
"This is not about money." Zhang Xuan took Ji Xuan's hand back.
Ji Xuan took out some more, squinted her eyes and said nothing.
Zhang Xuan grabbed it and said: "I accepted the money, but it's really hard to do now. Heavy rain has sealed the mountain. We came down from Xihe Village."
Ji Xuan sighed and said as she walked: "Let's go meet the big man and the children."
Fang Wu followed him in with several portraits, and Zhang Xuan took a red cylinder from the drawer and walked in.