Ye Qing, who was drinking the decoction, suddenly became tense.
Mr. Zai, who was sitting on the recliner, also stood up suddenly.
I saw a soaked figure rushing into the medical center.
The visitor wiped the rain off his face and panted around the medical center. When he saw Ye Qing inside, he ran over quickly and left a watermark on the stone slab of the medical center.
"Let's go, let's go, come with me."
With an anxious look on his face, Wang Liu grabbed Ye Qing's right hand holding the soup, turned around and walked out.
Ye Qing used his strength to make Wang Liu stop where he was.
He frowned and asked:
"Brother Wang, please tell me first what's wrong?"
Wang Liu tried his best again, but when he saw that Ye Qing was motionless, he could only say helplessly:
"A murder just happened in Zhengyangfang. Everyone in our execution room went out with the magistrate except me, and the magistrate also went."
"I don't know how to investigate the case either. Now I can only rely on you."
For a reasonable reason, Ye Qing nodded, drank the medicine in one gulp, and said curiously:
"Hey, that's not right. I haven't been to the government office these days, and no one knew I came back last night. Brother Wang, how did you know I was here?"
Without thinking, Wang Liu said: "I have looked for the government office, Zhengde, and Qifengfang. Then I remembered that you asked me to come to Zai Weng to get medicine, so I came here to try my luck."
Then, seeing that Ye Qing was still motionless, he anxiously urged:
"Don't stand there stupidly. The murder is important. Let's go quickly while the murder has just happened."
"It's raining so hard. If it goes on for a long time, I'm worried that any clues that may remain will be completely washed away."
Hearing this, Ye Qing ran out quickly without hesitation. When passing by the door, he picked up the umbrella beside the door. The moment he stepped out of the threshold, yellow oil-paper umbrellas gathered above his head.
Mr. Zai looked at the figure that disappeared in the rain curtain after a few breaths, sighed and said:
"Hey, I wish I could still have the old days. Selling noodle soup every day. Although it's tiring, it's not like running around like this, and I don't have to worry about my life."
After saying that, he quickly walked towards the backyard.
…
In the rain.
The dry clothes Ye Qing put on quickly became wet. He protected his left arm to prevent the wound from getting wet when he walked to a deserted alley.
He slowed down his pace. Wang Liu, who was running in the rain, saw that there was no figure around him, so he turned to look at Ye Qing and urged:
"No, why did you stop?"
Ye Qing looked at Wang Liu calmly and said:
"What's the matter? Tell me."
Wang Liu was surprised and said impatiently:
"No, what are you talking about? Leave quickly."
Ye Qing shook his head and said:
"You just said that you searched many places before coming to Zai's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic to try your luck."
"But you shouted loudly before reaching the door of the hospital."
Wang Liu wiped the rain off his face and looked at Ye Qing calmly, no longer anxious.
Ye Qing continued:
"Secondly, when Brother Wang sees me on weekdays, no matter what he wants to say, he always calls me Qing Xiaolang or my name."
"How is Brother Wang?"
The person in front of me grinned slightly and said:
"It's so shameful that such a big mistake was exposed."
"Since you've seen through it, I'll tell you straight away."
"That mediocre man is fine. He is sleeping soundly in the government office."
"I'm looking for you because I want to tell you not to follow Zhang Xiuran in the future."
Ye Qing, who narrowed his eyes slightly, asked: "Who is your master?"
The man shook his head. The vertical rain line flowing down from his chin broke, and before it hit the ground, it was mixed into the heavy downpour.
He looked arrogant and said: "You are not qualified to know the identity of my master."
"If you want to survive, just be obedient."
"I will ask you to do something for me again in the future. If you do well, you can do something for my master."
Again, he was treated like a beast and he had to be grateful.
The anger in his heart rose sharply. Ye Qing suppressed his anger and asked calmly:
"I'm just a lowly person. I got lucky and became an insignificant subordinate."
"In your eyes, working for your master is actually like a dog. It depends on your master's mood. How can I be worth your trouble to talk to me about this?"
The last rhetorical question and Ye Qing's calm expression made the man very unhappy.
He wiped the rainwater from his face again.
"You just need to remember not to follow Zhang Xiuran."
After saying this, the man was about to turn around. He had just turned halfway, but his feet had not yet moved away.
Ye Qing glanced to one side and said in a quick voice: "Wait a minute."
This man just twisted back again.
His body trembled violently.
A sharp iron pen pierced his neck.
Like the viscous blood hanging on the tip of a needle and pen, it becomes crystal clear under the pouring rain, and then turns into blood and drips quickly.
Blood froth appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, he shook his hands into a fist, and wanted to swing back.
Ye Qing took a step forward and kicked the opponent's side, causing him to lie on the ground.
The stylus that had not been pulled out opened the wound on the man's neck when it fell to the ground.
A large amount of blood spread on the ground, and finally merged with the rain.
His unwilling eyes seemed to be looking through the heavy rain to see who was hurting the person behind his back.
But the heavy raindrops that kept falling made his eyes go white.
Ye Qing looked at the pale He Wen, quickly stepped forward to help him, and used an umbrella to protect He Wen from the rain, and said with concern:
"how?"
"It's okay, the heavy rain is covering us, so there's no need to put much effort into making a sneak attack."
He Wen smiled and waved his hand, then pointed at the body and said: "I can't bend down, so you have to search it yourself."
Ye Qing moved his lips but didn't say anything.
Everything is unspoken.
He handed the umbrella to He Wen and went forward to search.
First, he pulled out the stylus pen stuck in his neck. The heavy rain hit him, and the stylus pen covered with sticky blood was quickly washed clean.
A bag of broken silver, two tokens, and in addition, there is a two-inch long silver needle in the belt around his waist.
Ye Qing rubbed the man's face and found a spot under his ear that didn't fit properly. He rubbed it with his fingers and uncovered it.
A human skin mask appeared in his hand, revealing an ordinary face.
Ye Qing took a closer look, got some impressions, frowned and got up, and went back together with a congratulatory message.
The corpse, bleeding continuously, was left in the deserted street.
The front hall of Zai's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Mr. Zai saw the two boys walking in all wet. He didn't blame him, he just said:
"I have prepared two pairs of clean clothes. You should quickly change into them."
After saying that, he stood up, closed the door of the medical center, and then picked up the medicine box beside him to change the medicine for the two of them.
"Thank you, Mr. Zai."
"Thank you Zai Weng."
After everything is sorted.
Mr. Zai looked at the two people who were sipping the steaming soup to ward off the cold, and couldn't help but remind them:
"That's all you have left."
"If it gets wet again, you won't have to change it."
The two of them smiled awkwardly and bowed to the Prime Minister as if to please.
"I'll get you something to eat."
Zai Zong, who pouted in displeasure, walked towards the kitchen and muttered:
"I definitely owed you two in my previous life. I gave you medicine to heal your wounds, provide you with clothing and shelter, and I also had to cook for you two."
"If you two have a conscience and don't give me money, you will treat me to wine and meat and a few good meals after the injury is healed."
"No problem!" Ye Qing responded readily.
"Please three meals, no, six meals!" He Wen smiled and stretched out his hand to sign six.
The satisfied CEO left happily.
There were only two people left in the front hall.
Ye Qing took out the items he had just searched from the wet clothes he had changed into.
Without the cover of the rain curtain, He Wen's sharp and bright eyes instantly focused on one of the tokens.
