Yan Qi followed the backs of the two foreign girls through the narrow alley.
However, when they arrived at the end of the alley, they did not see any foreigners.
Yan Qi kept it in mind and turned around to leave.
Her home is not far from Yizhuang.
The adoptive father used to be the manager of the charity village and was also a skilled widower.
She also learned this skill from her adoptive father.
Her daily life consists of eating, drinking, and eating, as well as dealing with corpses.
Although this was different from ordinary people, it seemed to be no different to her as a county government official.
After years of working as a widow, Yan Qi seems to have forgotten that she is just a woman.
No desire, no need for a man, no need for love!
There is a kind of person in the world. Although he is alive and human, his every move seems to be held by an invisible thread.
Such people have never had a life of their own.
This kind of people existed thousands of years ago, and they will not disappear even after a thousand years!
Yan Qi sometimes even feels that he is this kind of person!
The twilight is getting darker and darkness is approaching.
She suddenly felt indescribable peace in her heart, because she knew that when darkness came, the bright moon would rise.
After turning off the lights, Yan Qi lay down on the bed and prepared to fall asleep. However, the sound of the wind tonight seemed a little strange, and she felt a little uneasy in her heart.
Beside the well of Sleepless House on Dongsan Street, the dancer Xiaodie is fetching water for washing, while on the other side, the singer Huaisheng is singing a moving song.
"Ten years of life and death are so vast. I can't forget them without thinking about them. I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, and there is no place to talk about the desolation."
"Even if we meet, we probably don't know each other. Our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, I have a deep dream and suddenly return to my hometown. I am dressing up outside the small xuan window. I look at each other speechlessly, but there are thousands of tears."
"It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills."
Love is like a shooting star, who can we share the bright moon with?
Loneliness is like snow, no one can understand it, and the border town has a few charms.
Even if the country is like a painting and the beauty is like a flower, they are no match for the cinnabar between your brows and your shy speech.
Xiaodie snorted coldly as she listened to Huaisheng's singing, and muttered in a low voice: "People have been dead for so many years, and they are still here pretending to recite poems and compose poems!"
A cold wind howled past.
Xiaodie's heart trembled!
Her eyes turned to the wellhead a few steps away, and the whirlpool of memories quietly surged in her heart, making her feel an inexplicable fear.
Xiaodie sped up the laundry.
The moonlight shone, and a shadow was reflected on the ground.
The shadow was getting closer and closer. Xiaodie looked at the shadow at her feet with fear in her heart. She swallowed her saliva, and when she was about to shout, a hand stretched out from behind her...
In the early morning of the next day, there was a knock on the door of Yan Qi's house.
The person who came was none other than Wang Erhu, the mustachioed man from the Yamen.
"Mr. Seven, something happened, come with me!"
Sleepless House on East Third Street.
This brothel is a place specially provided for the entertainment and rest of the princes and nobles, and it has good privacy.
There is a famous music and dance troupe in Dongping County in the brothel, whose members include twelve dancers and a singer.
Unfortunately, Maiden Fluttershy is one of them.
Yan Qi could not help but frown when he heard the sound of Dongping County Magistrate Li Mobai vomiting from a distance.
This County Magistrate Li is a notorious coward!
What he fears most is corpses and dead people, but as a county magistrate, he has to face these often.
Every time he encounters a murder case, he always feels like he is facing a formidable enemy.
Yan Qi walked up to the pale Li Mobai, glanced at his vomit and said, "The food is good, and there's chicken."
Li Mobai raised his face, which was whiter than a ghost, and said, "It's pork belly wrapped in chicken!"
After that he started vomiting again.
Yan Qi stopped looking at him and went directly into the Sleepless House and came to the residence of the dancers.
Xiaodie died in the bucket collecting water by the well in the backyard.
She drowned in the water holding the bucket headfirst, with a tub of clothes ready to be rinsed next to her.
The remaining eleven dancers and singer Huaisheng were standing on the porch, some of the dancers were crying, and some had faces full of fear.
Only the actor Huaisheng looked indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
Yan Qi glanced at them and began to examine the bodies.
Fluttershy was indeed drowned!
She knelt down on her knees, holding the bucket in her hands, with her head submerged in the water.
The water around the bucket has dried.
Yan Qi touched the basin of clothes. The clothes at the bottom were still wet, but the clothes on top were starting to dry.
This means that Xiaodie has been dead for at least three hours.
"Wang Erhu and Little Goat come and carry the body back!"
So the two government officials wrapped up the body skillfully, just like wrapping up a dead dog!
Yan Qi arranged for several government officials to carry the body, and then walked over to ask who found the body.
At this time, Li Mobai, a coward, covered his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "The body was discovered by the boss Yang Si, and she sent someone to report the case."
