Yes, Qi Jun remembers it.
Wen Wen thought about it in his mind. He was about to shake his head and say that everything had been checked and there was no problem, but suddenly he felt not so sure again. Then he got up and rummaged through the bookshelf against the wall.
The facts of the Yang Jiaren case have always been here.
The more you find, the more you display. As a result, almost half of the entire bookshelf is filled with related materials.
Very easy to find.
Qi Jun opened it and read the names one by one.
Liu Yan really has a lot of benefactors.
From the time he received customers at the age of fourteen until his death at the age of twenty-eight, the entire fourteen years... were dazzling to watch.
Qi Jun patiently looked through it twice, but still couldn't find a familiar name.
He walked back, threw the thick record book on the table, sat down, and rubbed his sore eyes.
Said: "This is the most annoying thing to do. Just say it."
He did not admit that he had made a mistake in not noticing the clues. He only said that he hated it.
But he really hates it. He would rather fight with the bad guys.
In other cases, the text analysis work would be done by scribes.
Ye Feng smiled understandingly and did not pick up the record book. He only raised his hand and turned to the first page in his own direction. He pushed his fingers forward along the names and stopped when he reached a person.
"Liu Yan is more beautiful as she grows. She was not very good-looking when she was fourteen, and because of her fierce resistance, her first night rights were not auctioned off, but she was harmed by this turtle slave."
"What do you mean?"
Qi Jun looked at the person named Ah San, then looked at Ye Feng, frowning in confusion.
Regarding Liu Yan's part, it is written after Gui Nu Asan's name that he is the one who broke his melons. Nothing else. Obviously, the rest of what Ye Feng said was found by Ye Feng himself. But Qi Jun didn't understand the meaning of this.
…
At the same time, Turtle Slave Asan was taking a nap under the big tree in front of his house in the backyard of "Manxiang House".
He looks very ugly, with a hunched forehead, sunken eyes, and a flat nose, buck teeth, a shoe-shaped face, and a sausage mouth. There are not many hairs on the top of his head, and there is a large sarcoma on his chin. But his life was extremely comfortable.
There is no other reason: He holds a big secret about the financial backer behind "Manxiang Tower".
He was not eliminated, but he told someone the secret. If he died, the man would reveal his secret.
The benefactor had nothing to do with him, but fortunately he was very self-aware. He only wanted to have three meals a day, drink some wine, and sleep with his little ladies. He did not wander around and only stayed in the "Manxiang Building" With. Gradually, he became the benefactor's confidant.
His life remained unchanged. Including broken melon.
There were disobedient girls in the building with poor prospects for development. In order to make them comply, Ah San did this kind of thing.
At first it was because he was ugly, now it is his exclusive right.
Of course, he was not only responsible for training Po Gua, but he could sleep with all the girls in the house, even the courtesan whose patrons had to pay a lot of money to kiss Xiangze. No one dared to say no.
Even though he is fifty-four now, he is getting stronger and stronger as he is nourished.
Last night, he invited Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu to stay with them for the night. The medicine they drank was a bit strong.
Just as he was dreaming about hugging Chang'e, he heard a little turtle slave coming to call him.
"There is another disobedient person in the building. Mother Dong calls you to help."
Old Ah San instantly lost his annoyance at having his sweet dream interrupted, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, got up, held the waist of his trousers with both hands, and walked to another house in the backyard.
In the room, a pretty girl of thirteen or fourteen years old was suffering from the pain of being whipped.
Her hands were cut behind her back, her mouth was blocked, and she could only roll on the ground in pain.
If you try to kick someone with your feet, you will get a few more whips on your legs.
If you try to bang your head against the wall, your hair will be pulled.
The little girl's eyes were filled with fire, but she was unable to struggle.
The clothes on his body had long since disappeared, and only with the falling whip shadows, streaks of blood appeared.
The little girl was still shaking her head desperately, preferring to die.
Old Asan is here.
"Okay, stop hitting me. If you hit me again, I won't be able to keep it in my mouth."
Old Asan looked at the fresh and strong little girl, and while pulling away the whip wielder, he moved forward.
The little girl's pupils shrank suddenly, she kicked her feet on the ground and hid in the corner.
Old Ah San was not surprised by this, but he was even more excited.
He didn't shy away from anyone's presence and took off his belt as he walked. Until a black and dirty thing was revealed, and it pounced on the little girl.
In desperation, the little girl burst out violently, kicked him over with one kick, then rolled and crawled, stood up with her knees on the ground, and ran out the door.
Unable to run away, someone grabbed me by the hair and threw me to the ground.
The little girl endured the severe pain, shrank her legs, opened her eyes wide, and stared at these evil spirits in the world, with infinite hatred surging in her heart.
Old Asan was kicked by the fire and rubbed the black stuff. Fortunately, he was not kicked to any vital parts. He viciously pulled the man's hair and then sat on him, completely weakening his legs. Then he would grab his throat and break down the door.
The door is broken.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, and two door panels flew in. One slapped the bustard directly against the wall, and the other slapped old Asan flying away.
Old Ah San was so photographed that his eyes were filled with stars and he was dizzy. He tried his best to stare at the person and said, "You, you are..."
The person who came was exuding an icy air, and it was hard to even look at him. Just draw the sword.
The cold light from the sword's blade immediately frightened Old Ah San to death. He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed hard to beg for mercy.
He was very good at this kind of survival work.
I saw the person put the sword into the girl's hand.
Old Asan glared, and just as he was about to say: "How dare you," a sword struck him in the lower abdomen, causing him to scream in pain and roll to the ground. And this did not dodge the little girl's subsequent sword strikes.
It wasn't until Old Ah San died completely that the visitor took back the sword and left with Old Ah San and the little girl.
…
Previously, in Qi Jun's official room.
Ye Feng retracted his hand and pressed it against the scar at the corner of his eye.
She pondered: "According to common sense, Liu Yan should hate the old bustard and this turtle slave Ah San the most. But as far as I know, this Ah San is still in the 'Manxiang Tower'."
It would be fine to say that Liu Yan has never been capable.
But as she grew older and more beautiful, the status of her patrons also skyrocketed, including many...
Even leaving aside those people, just talking about Xiao Mingzhi, is it difficult to kill a turtle slave?
A turtle slave is worse than an ant. Will there be any burden if he is killed?
Liu Yan just didn't move, and she tolerated such a person constantly making her sick. Is this normal?
These are all Ye Feng's own deductions.
But he was absolutely sure that there must be something wrong with anything that went beyond common sense.
Qi Jun didn't have the habit of arguing with others. When he was reminded, he immediately stood up and prepared to call people to capture the turtle slave and come back for questioning.
Ye Feng added in time: "It must be alive. The ancestral origin of Turtle Slave Asan is the same as that of those villagers."
Qi Jun was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and then he swallowed back what he was about to blurt out: "How did you know?"
How it was found is not important, what is found is important.
He strode out, called Mao Yuanwei, and told him to secretly pick up the person.
"Just go by yourself."
Mao Yuanwei, a former prodigal son. Known for his elusive hidden weapons. Later, he was hunted down due to grievances in the world, so he joined the Jin Yiwei. Because of his cleverness and cleverness, he repeatedly made achievements in solving crimes, and was promoted to the Zuo General Banner of Fusi, Beizhen.
He is also one of Qi Jun's father's confidants.
Qi Jun took over his father's job, and also took over these close friends.
Among them, Mao Yuanwei was the most powerful. Since Qi Jun took over this responsibility from his father at the age of 16, Mao Yuanwei has been with him through thick and thin for the past eight years.
Ye Feng also believes that for such a big matter, Qi Jun will definitely arrange the most trusted person.
After Qi Jun waited for Mao Yuanwei's figure to disappear, he stood at the door and called others to serve tea.
Xia Hui appears.
Qi Jun turned his head to look at the black and white border hastily added on his hat, and asked him: "Xia Zhangqi, what's the matter? Don't you want to stay in the Sixth Team anymore?"
