Yu Wenyao. The missing person in the second case.
I heard he is a lively and cheerful young man. It took less than a year to pass the assessment to become a government official.
He is also very diligent in his work and full of enthusiasm for people. He is also compassionate towards the victims and hates the bad people.
He is just a person who shows everything on his face.
He has never offended anyone. No, it's because the three of them have never offended anyone.
At least that's what I heard.
Di Ying raised her feet and went to Yuan Zhenghao's official residence.
Yuan Zhenghao was in the study room, thinking loudly.
After hearing that Mr. Di had reopened the old case, he really looked distressed.
"Lord Di, I really don't know what's going on here? It feels like the passing of time is unfavorable. But people are passing by for one year, and Xiaguan has been passing for two years at once.
How come every case is related to the official? Isn't Xiaguan's face that popular? Why do people always admit their mistakes? "
When Di Ying heard this, she looked at Yuan Zhenghao's appearance seriously.
Thick eyebrows, but the ends of the eyebrows are a little short, a little shorter than normal people; a hooked nose, a very obvious and characteristic nose.
A pair of slightly triangular eyes, the kind that cannot be seen without looking carefully. The eyes are a little yellow, and I don't know if they are from birth or acquired.
Her skin is fairer and she doesn't see the sun all day long.
The lips are thin, not like the lips of a sentimental person.
The corners of the mouth are always slightly raised, looking like a friendly smile.
In short, it is not a popular face, but it is still quite iconic.
However, Yuan Zhenghao felt uncomfortable when Di Ying looked at him. Di Ying felt as if goosebumps were about to appear all over his body.
Di Ying continued to stare.
It wasn't until the other party couldn't help but move and twist his waist that he finally asked: "Master Di, what do you want to know about Xiaguan? Xiaguan was really wronged. Besides, Come on, do you think Xiaguan, with his small body, can kill someone or get rid of the corpse very quickly?"
"Hmm, it doesn't look like that."
Di Ying replied succinctly, then moved his eyes away, looked around, and then asked the other party leisurely: "What's the matter with the calluses on the back of your hands?"
From the corner of his eye, he saw Yuan Zhenghao clenching his fists, and looked at the five obvious thin calluses at the base of his fingers and the bulging joints.
Yuan Zhenghao smiled and said: "Xiaguan is also a human being, and there are times when he can't express his depression. But Xiaguan is not a person who offends others. Sometimes when he feels uncomfortable, he will hit the wall. This is how to beat the wall. of."
"It seems like you're not always in a good mood."
Di Ying smiled and turned around, replied as if teasing, then changed the subject and asked: "What do you like to do most, Mr. Yuan, in your daily life? I have noticed: your teeth are quite neat, up and down." The degree of compatibility is also quite high, at least higher than my own. Is there any secret?"
Yuan Zhenghao showed a dumbfounded expression when he heard this.
He touched his lips and said, "It's not a secret. Just tap your teeth up and down every morning and evening. On weekdays, I don't have any hobbies. I just read books, play chess, or play with Sanwu. Just a drink with friends."
"in this way."
Di Ying stopped asking, stood up and left.
Yuan Zhenghao stood up and followed him to see him off.
Di Ying was still thinking about asking something, so she turned sideways a little anxiously, but accidentally pulled out a pen hanging in the pen wash next to the desk by its sleeve.
Yuan Zhenghao hurriedly wanted to grab the pen and help pull Master Di's sleeves, but he was in a hurry and failed to do both. In the end, the pen turned out and wiped away the thin ink on Master Di's sleeve.
Yuan Zhenghao quickly apologized.
Di Yinghun waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "It's not your fault. I brought it upon myself."
With that said, he strode towards the door.
When he was almost at the door, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He raised his sleeves and looked at the side of the sleeves. He said "tsk tsk" twice: "I'm sorry that I wore a light-colored robe to go out today. This is so good." , I can’t see anyone anymore. I have to go back quickly to get another one.”
As he was still walking, he accidentally tripped over the threshold.
This startled Yuan Zhenghao again, and he hurriedly reached out to help him, but because he was only five steps away, he didn't have time.
Fortunately, when you saw your Excellency staggering and about to fall, the guard beside you quickly dodged your body and caught you.
Yuan Zhenghao breathed a sigh of relief.
He said with a bit of caution and a bit of luck: "Fortunately, you didn't disappear from Xiaguan's place."
Di Ying laughed "haha". After standing firm, he raised his hand to Yuan Zhenghao and left.
When he walked to the back of the person, Zhou Lin suddenly made a sound.
"My lord, are you testing him?"
"Um."
Di Ying hummed softly, and then said: "I don't suspect that Mrs. Cheng reported a false case, and I don't suspect that Aunt Chen reported a false case. So, there is no blood at the scene because the person was strangled or twisted to death, or Crushed.
And there is no body, which means that the murderer at least has good skills in order to take away the body quickly after being discovered.
Or, the person was taken away before he died. But the intention to kill was very obvious. "
"Then do you want me to test him quietly later? I can be 100% sure that you have not tested him out, sir."
Xie Jing asked directly. He was eager to ask this question.
Di Ying asked him strangely: "How can you be sure that I didn't try it out?"
Xie Jing shook his head: "I'm not sure, but it feels like I'm sure."
This contradictory statement made Xie Jing feel a little embarrassed.
But I heard his adult say: "You didn't feel wrong, it's just that you can't explain why you feel that way. This shows that your intuition is quite accurate.
It seems that all Yuan Zhenghao's actions are the words and deeds of an ordinary, normal person. There was no sign of martial arts, except for the calluses on the back of his hands.
But if it was like he said, hitting the wall when he was in a bad mood, then those cocoons would make sense.
When many people feel depressed and irritable, they vent their anger against the wall, letting the pain caused and irritating their nerves become an alternative way of spending time.
But this did not dispel my doubts about him. To put it simply: I also felt intuitively that there was something wrong with him. "
"Then I'll try him secretly, like in the middle of the night, pretending to be a killer or something."
