As for the official station, a pair of soldiers came out of the door, but they were just guarding the door and did not come to take a look.
After all, their mission is to protect the inn. As long as they don't rush into the inn, these soldiers naturally don't bother to care so much.
After Yang Si and others got closer, they discovered that the caravan where the murder occurred was the largest among the surrounding caravans.
There were quite a few people watching, but they all watched from a distance and did not get too close.
After all, it's okay to eat melon, but it's not a good idea to get into trouble.
However, there seemed to be something wrong with Chu Yi's expression.
Yang Si saw the situation at the scene. A carriage was opened and there was the body of a middle-aged man inside. There were also some dried blood inside the carriage.
From the spaciousness and luxurious layout of the carriage, as well as the middle-aged man's clothes, it can be seen that this middle-aged man is either rich or noble.
It is estimated that he may be the owner of this caravan.
Inside the carriage, there was a man and a woman, crying.
The people in the caravan around were a little at a loss.
"Dad~" The woman's crying voice came faintly.
Yang Si frowned slightly and observed the situation. The carriage seemed to be surrounded in the middle of the caravan, which was the most heavily protected position.
Logically speaking, if the middle-aged man was killed, it would be impossible to do so quietly.
Could it be the work of a martial arts master?
Yang Si glanced at the people watching the excitement not far away.
"Yan Qing?!" Chu Yi said in a low voice.
"Huh? Do you know my wife?" Yang Si turned his head to look at Chu Yi in confusion.
Chu Yi nodded, her face a little ugly: "Go over and have a look."
After saying that, Chu Yi directly took Yang Si's hand and walked over.
Yang Si didn't resist, and just followed Chu Yi.
Perhaps because of the dead people, the people in these caravans are all homeless now, and no one noticed Chu Yi and Yang Si coming in.
"Sister Yanqing!" Chu Yi called after approaching the carriage.
The crying woman raised her head with tears in her eyes. When she saw Chu Yi, she paused slightly.
"Xiaoyi? Are you Xiaoyi?" Yan Qing said with red eyes.
"Sister Yanqing, it's me." Chu Yi nodded, walked over, and looked at the middle-aged man's body on the carriage with an ugly expression on his face.
"Uncle Yan!" Chu Yi said softly while looking at the middle-aged man's body.
"Dad~" Yan Qing leaned over the middle-aged man again and cried.
"What's going on?" Chu Yi asked.
However, Yan Qing was crying and had no intention of answering.
Chu Yi looked at the man beside her: "Liao Zijie, what's going on?"
"Gudu~" The young man named Liao Zijie swallowed: "I don't know. I should have been fine last night, but when I woke up in the morning, I found that my foster father had been killed."
Yang Si glanced at Liao Zijie and frowned slightly. He felt something was wrong with this person.
Although his eyes and face are full of sadness now, when he and Chu Yi arrived just now, he noticed him and Chu Yi immediately.
Moreover, there was something wrong with the way he looked at Chu Yi, full of desire.
However, just for a moment, he pretended not to notice and looked away.
"Sister Yanqing, I'm sorry. Now we have to find a way to catch the murderer of Uncle Yan." Chu Yi leaned over, hugged Yanqing and spoke to comfort her.
"Woooo~ Xiaoyi, who do you think could be so cruel? We have always been kind to others in our business, so why would someone kill my father?" Yan Qing was still crying.
"The official is here!"
"The soldiers are coming."
At this time, someone on the side spoke.
Yang Si turned around in confusion and saw a young man in official uniform walking over from the direction of the post station with a small group of soldiers.
When facing officials and caravan members, they will naturally not stop him.
Soon, the official came with his soldiers.
"I am Yan Yong'an, the magistrate of Lin'an County next door."
"Who was killed?" Yan Yongan looked at Yan Qing in the carriage.
"My Lord County Magistrate, Lord County Magistrate, you have to make the decision for me." Yan Qing came over as soon as he heard this.
"Please explain carefully what happened." Yan Yong'an frowned slightly: "I will do my best."
This is not Lin'an County. Even if he has the intention, his power is limited.
"We are from Nanhai Yan's Trading Company. My name is Yan Qing. The person who was killed was my father, who was also the boss of Yan's Trading Company." Yan Qing said with red eyes.
Afterwards, Yan Qing explained the general situation.
As a trading company in Nanhai, under normal circumstances, their business is stable and they don't do much business.
Occasionally, when I go to do business, I always take the water route and go straight there. After all, the water routes in the South China Sea are well developed.
Half a year ago, due to changes in the Zhennan General's Mansion, the South China Sea was also somewhat turbulent, and their business was affected.
In the end, I had no choice but to run a business again, but because the waterway was direct, the profit was relatively small.
Now that their business was in some difficulty, Yan Qing's father decided to take the land route this time, doing business all the way to Chang'an, and then back to the South China Sea.
If it goes well, it can bring the company's situation back to life.
It went very smoothly when I came here, and I made a lot of money along the way.
After arriving in Chang'an, they rested for a few days, purchased some goods, and then chose to take a different route back to the South China Sea.
Unexpectedly, it had only been two days since I left Chang'an. When I spent the night near the inn last night, it was quite normal. It was not uncommon for me to sleep in the open in the past.
Last night, Yan Qing said goodbye to his father and went to rest.
As a result, he discovered in the morning that his father had been killed by someone unknown, and he didn't find any movement.
After hearing Yan Qing's words, Yan Yong'an frowned: "You didn't notice any movement last night?"
"No."
"No.."
The people in the surrounding caravans responded one after another.
Yan Yongan walked near the carriage and observed it for a few times, but couldn't find any clues.
"Have you ever offended anyone along the way?" Yan Yongan asked.
"No, my father has always believed in making money by being friendly. He basically treats people with kindness, and does business with small profits but quick turnover." Yan Qing answered with a tearful voice.
"Then last night, did you find strangers entering the rest area of your caravan?" Yan Yongan frowned, this was a bit troublesome.
The people in the surrounding caravan shook their heads.
"Who is this Yan Qing?" Yang Si quietly sent a message to Chu Yi.
Chu Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then explained to Yang Si in a low voice.
Yan Qing was Chu Yi's playmate when she was a child, and when she grew up, she was like a best friend.
It wasn't until Chu Yi followed Su Baiyi out to travel around the world that the two of them had never met each other. They didn't expect that this meeting would turn out to be like this.
Yan's Trading Company is a relatively famous trading firm in the city where General Zhennan's Mansion is located on the other side of the South China Sea.
In General Zhennan's Mansion, some daily basic supplies are dealt with by Yan's Trading Company.
After going back and forth, the two sides became familiar with each other.
Chu Yi and Yan Qing, who are about the same age, naturally play together.
Hearing this, Yang Si nodded slightly, and then scanned the scene.
Tracking!
open! !
boom!
The world changes suddenly.
