He was led by Mr. Lu and walked towards Lu Qingyue's bedroom in the back court. As soon as the two left the main hall, the chief clerk An Gu came.

When he heard that he was from Wannian County again, the housekeeper led Angu to Lu Qingyue's residence with a wink.

Master An was born with kind-hearted eyebrows and fat eyes. He always liked to rub his fat hands when speaking, looking very harmless.

He entered the house and nodded to Yan Cun, saying hello.

Not sure about the situation, he did not speak rashly, but stood aside and listened to Yan Cun and Mr. Lu's conversation, and checked Lu Qingyue's injuries.

Lu Qingyue was stung into a pig's head. She applied a layer of yellow-brown herbal ointment on her face and made a low moan from time to time, and her appearance was quite miserable. Fortunately, according to the doctor, he was just tortured by pain and was no longer in danger of life.

Mr. Lu led the two to the scene to check.

I saw a hibernating insect nest with a large head on the grass in the yard, and there were traces of burning mugwort leaves around. According to Mr. Lu, the servants ignited mugwort leaves and smoked the hibernating insects away, which saved Lu Qingyue back to the house.

The hibernating insect bit Lu Qingyue into a pig's head and exhale. At this moment, they had moved home and disappeared. The yard was quiet.

Seeing the hibernating insect nest, Mr. Lu was very angry and wanted to kick it, but Yan Cun pulled it a little.

Yan Cun picked up a wooden stick on the messy grass and turned the hibernating insect nest. He saw a hole in the hibernating insect nest. The hole was deep and thin, and it was not fallen down, but it seemed like it was stabbed out by a stick.

Yan Cun looked up, aimed at a locust tree, and went up to observe. Mr. Lu hurriedly said, "The hibernating insect nest fell from this locust tree. There is only that hibernating insect nest in my house."

"Look at this place." Yan Cun pointed to the trunk of the tree and said to Master An.

"Is this... climbing the mark?" Chief An followed Yan Cun's point of observation for a moment, and his doubts were also raised in his heart.

"What do you mean is... someone climbed up a locust tree and deliberately moved the hibernating insect nest, wanting my son to live?" Mr. Lu also saw the broken branches and shouted: "County lieutenant! Be the master of my son! My son is just a weak person and is still in the world. Who is so harmful to him? So vicious!"

Chief An stepped forward to comfort him, and Mr. Lu calmed down and led the two into a study room for meeting guests with grievances.

"Mr. Lu Xie was very careful," Mr. Lu kept bowing, "If it weren't for the adults, my son would have suffered this mute loss in vain. Two adults, let's make the decision for my son..."

Yan Cun pondered for a moment and asked, "When did you find that your eldest son was injured?"

"Yesterday at the beginning of Youth... I made an appointment with someone to drink, and I was changing clothes and preparing a car, so I heard from the butler that something happened."

"I wonder which friend you have made an appointment with?"

"Liu Yuanwai, who is from the Silk and Silk Store in Dongshi City, has a name named Zongchang. I have business dealings with Zongchang and have a very similar temper."

"You often drink and have fun together?"

Mr. Lu curled his lips, obviously thinking that Yan Cun raised a meaningless question. He asked back: "I wonder what is the connection with my son's murder?"

"Yes, not." Yan Cun told the truth: "We are here today for another case. Of course, it is hard tolerate the law of nature to injure people with such vicious means. We will also start investigating the injury of the son..."

Yan Cun waved his hand to stop Mr. Lu, who wanted to interrupt, and continued: "We came this time because Mr. Liu died in Huancai Pavilion last night."

"ah?!"

Taking advantage of Mr. Lu’s surprise, Yan Cun went straight to the topic: “I heard that you often drink and have fun with Mr. Liu.”

"Yes, but..."

Mr. Lu wanted to say, "But I didn't kill him." He felt that he emphasized that there was no silver here, so he stopped the words.

He understands the truth that he says too much mistakes.

Yan Cun ignored his desire to speak and continued, "When you have fun in the courtyard, will you take medicine to cheer up?"

"ah?"

Yan Cun narrowed her eyes and leaned forward, "You heard it clearly."

Mr. Lu's sweat broke out, "It's... taking the medicine... I don't know."

He lowered his head quickly, and when he raised his head again, his expression had returned to normal. He even pretended to be very hot and raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads on his cheeks.

Yan Cun said nothing, and the silent atmosphere forced Mr. Lu to continue to explain: "I never eat that kind of thing. As for Mr. Liu, he wouldn't tell me even if he eats it. That kind of thing... is always a bit difficult to talk about."

Yan Cun took a sip of tea, calmly put down the tea cup, and said, "Look for more people who have fun with you, you can always ask why. This matter cannot be hidden."

Mr. Lu's sweat fell down again.

His eyes looked towards the doors and windows, and confirmed that there was no one outside the house. He squeezed out a bitter smile and lowered his voice and said, "I... have eaten it a few times. I am old and I am a little... unable to catch it."

"Take me to see your pills." Yan Cun had already stood up as he spoke, and he did not give Lu any chance to delay or refuse.

The pill was placed in the bedroom by Mr. Lu. His bedroom was extremely gorgeous. As soon as he walked nearby, a fragrance came with the wind.

Yan Cun glanced at the color of the wall. The wall was mixed with Yunhui herbs, musk, and other spices, which had the effect of repelling mosquitoes and calming the mind.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw the quilt with light on its back. It was a luster that only high-end silk could be compared to royal supplies. Mr. Lu seemed to have a special interest in collecting strange stones. A huge wooden lattice occupied the entire wall, with various strange stones placed on it, rugged and striking.

There was an old black chest of drawers in the corner of the house. Mr. Lu opened the second floor drawer of the chest of drawers and took out a sandalwood box from it. Looking at his careful appearance, it seemed that there was something rare treasure in the wooden box.

When I opened the wooden box, I saw that there were about a dozen secret bags inside it.

"It's all here." Mr. Lu.

Yan Cun opened a treasure bag and poured out a few pills the size of a little fingernail. It was dark and the ingredients were not visible.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but after opening the tip, Yan Cun always felt a strange smell.

He turned to Mr. Lu and said, "Where do these pills come from?"

"There are many places to come." Mr. Lu touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Then let's say more details, don't miss it," Yan Cun said to Chief An again: "I'm sorry to start writing."

In the next nearly half an hour, Chief An worked hard and worked hard as a clerk, and Mr. Lu told him and recorded it.

In addition to the origin of the pill, Mr. Lu also mentioned several merchants who often drink and have fun with him. These people have experienced taking medicine.

In their small circle, whoever gets good medicine will always be given out and shared. As Master An said, the source of the pills is complicated, some of which he can buy, and some of which he can no longer remember who gave it.

After he scraped his stomach and vomited everything he could think of, Yan Cun was not very satisfied. After all, he couldn't find out where the pills Liu Yuanwai took last night came from.

Yan Cun stared at the last few pills of unknown origin and told Mr. Lu: "We won't bother you. Think about it these days, and you can think about what new pills come from, and report to the county government at any time."

Mr. Lu nodded repeatedly to agree.

Yan Cun tied up a secret bag, covered the wooden box again, and handed it to Master An, "We will take the things back... By the way, the man was injured by the stinging insect..."

Mr. Lu waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Murder case is important. Dog son is a little bit of a problem, how dare you trouble the county lieutenant."

Mr. Lu suddenly became so "sensible", which made Yan Cun feel that there was something else in it. After all, parents love their children and must not tolerate criminals who hurt their children.

But Yan Cun did not refute, he did not like wasting words.

Member Lu sent the two away.

The Lu family's courtyard is not small, with five feet in front and back. Just as the three of them walked through the corridor of the third entrance yard, a disheveled boy staggered out.

He shouted as he rushed: "Master Guan is here! It's going to change the world!"

Fortunately, Yan Cun hid quickly, otherwise he would be hit by this strange boy.

Not only did he hide, he also reached out to help the boy. This help was shocked by the other party's face, which was particularly wonderful because of the rouge and water powder.

I saw that his whole face was pale white, as if he had just come out of the dough tank, and the rouge on his face was as bright as blood.
Chapter completed!