Facing Qingzi's body, Tang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to Suizhou: "We are too careless!"

Sui Zhou frowned: "She has been hiding the real murderer on behalf of others."

Tang Fan nodded: "She admitted it so happily just now, and I felt something was wrong. I wanted to bring her back and then interrogate it carefully, but I didn't expect that she was so decisive and committed suicide in a blink of an eye!"

Suizhou: "What did you think of just now?"

Tang Fan: "Dongchang! Even if Qingzi wanted to kill Zheng Cheng herself, not to mention how she got money from Zheng Cheng, and how she was familiar with acupuncture, she only said why she, a brothel woman, could make Dongchang intervene and steal the body from your Beizhen Fushi. This is very suspicious!"

Sui Zhou nodded, it was obvious that he had thought of this just now.

The two of them are synchronized in many ways of thinking, which makes it more difficult for them to investigate a tacit understanding that is different from others.

Suizhou said: "I'll go check the East Factory."

Tang Fan understood: "I will continue to check Qingzi here."

Sui Zhou nodded slightly, without saying much, and then left immediately.

Tang Fan looked at Qingye lying on the ground. At this time, she was still beautiful, but she lost her temperament when she was a courtesan. A dagger was deeply inserted into her chest. The blood had slowly solidified and her body began to stiffen.

When a person dies like a lamp goes out, he will have nothing when he steps into the Yin-Yang River. No matter how much money he has, he will be in vain.

Qingzi would commit suicide, obviously because she was afraid that she would be questioned after entering the prison and then she would then pull out the real murderer behind her. However, the only way to die in an ageless way. Being able to make such a decisive move in such a short time means that there must be someone or something, which prompts Qingzi to cover up the real murderer.

But as soon as she died, Tang Fan and the others really cut off the clues. Can't they continue to investigate?

Obviously not.

No matter how courageous Qingzi is, she is just a brothel woman with limited eyesight and cannot think too long, thinking that she will solve everything once she dies.

Tang Fan began to speculate from other perspectives.

She bought a house outside and wanted to redeem herself, either for herself or for others. If it was for herself, then she would not commit suicide, because a person who was greedy for life and fear of death would not let go as long as she had a chance to survive, then she would definitely be for others.

Just because I know that I have been found out, I will not be much better in the end no matter what, and I can't stand the tone of being tortured to reveal the truth, it's better to commit suicide just so that I can protect the person behind me.

The person behind...

Tang Fan stood up: "Lao Wang."

Lao Wang: "Mr. Tang?"

Tang Fan: "You said before that Qingzi asked a maid beside her to buy a house for her. Where is that maid now?"

Lao Wang: "Sir, that maid is not in Huanyi Tower today. I guess she was sent away. However, we have been following her for many days and know where Miss Qingzi bought the house. I still let Lao Gao stay outside the house!"

Tang Fan nodded in praise: "Now you go there and stare and change Lao Gao over. I have something to ask him. Also, the body of this Qingzi girl has been brought to come and bury her."

Lao Wang should have left in a hurry.

Lao Gao came soon, and he reported to Tang Fan one by one the results of his tracking and stalking these days: "Sir, the house is located on Xiaobi Street in the east of the outer city. I asked people nearby that the houses there are not expensive, but it is a bit strange that no one has moved in since the house was bought."

Tang Fan: "Can anyone come in and out?"

Lao Gao: "Apart from the maid hiring someone to clean inside and out, no one has ever seen anyone come in."

Tang Fan pondered for a moment: "So that, come with me and I want to go and see it myself."

Lao Gao hurriedly said, "Sir, it's both dirty and messy. I'm afraid it's going to defile a noble person like you!"

Tang Fan laughed: "Why am I a noble person? There are some things you can't ask clearly, and I have to go before I can understand the situation."

Seeing that Lao Gao could not stop him, he had to follow him and go out together.

When he arrived at the place, Tang Fan realized why Lao Gao said that.

The so-called Xiaobi Street in the south of the city is actually a slum.

Because it is close to the mass graves of the suburbs, people with a little condition will definitely not be happy to live here. Over time, this place has become a gathering place for all religions and all kinds of religions. Not far away is a dilapidated Taoist temple. Sewage flows everywhere nearby, and flies and insects fly around. Many people wear stitches. Compared with the decentness of the major offices in the inner city, this place is like another world.

In contrast, Tang Fan, who is clean, fair and elegant, and does not wear official uniforms, is like an alternative standing here, instantly attracting many different eyes, including those with malicious intentions.

However, Lao Gao followed him in the clothes of the yamen runners, and no one dared to do anything randomly.

The two came to an old house.

"Sir, this is the house that Qingzi bought."

Tang Fan was in such an environment and knew that Qingzi bought this house for himself, so she could not even get the money she had to redeem herself. She could even take out the 5,000 taels of silver for redeem. How could she be here? Besides, with her appearance, if she really wanted to live here, I was afraid she would be safer at Huanyi Tower.

The house is locked, but Lao Gao is flexible and has his own method. He opens the lock in just a few strokes.

Tang Fan pushed the door open and although it had been redecorated, he could still smell a scent of old things, which seemed to have been covered with for many years.

Lao Gao was behind Tang Fan, and his heart felt a little cold: "Sir, this house is gloomy, I'm afraid no one lives there!"

Tang Fan joked: "Didn't you, Lao Gao, have you ever gone to the mass grave in the suburbs to spend the night? Why are you scared?"

Lao Gao smiled and said, "Look at what you said, these are all things when you were young. You were ignorant at that time and were still peeing on other people's graves. Now I wouldn't dare to give me ten more courage!"

The yard was empty and depressed, with several old trees standing dyingly, with a wooden barrel next to the well, but it looked as dilapidated as this yard, with water leaking underneath, and the ropes were rotten.

Tang Fan walked inside and pushed open the door of the main house, but was stunned for a moment.

There are no chairs or coffee tables in this small main house. There are only one table in the center, with some fresh fruits on it. There are four neatly arranged tablets behind it. The two tablets in the center are raised, and there are two more.

Tang Fan looked closer and saw that these fresh fruits had been put forth for a while, and they were a little soft when pressed. From the perspective of time, it was a bit like Qingzi hired someone to clean some time ago.

Four tablets, naturally there are four people.

First examine the spiritual position of Feng's Maijian Gong.

The spiritual position of his mother Feng Qinshi.

The second sister Feng's spiritual position in Qing'an.

The fourth brother Feng’s spiritual position is Qingning.

It is not difficult to guess from the names on the tablet that Qingzi probably had the surname Feng before entering the brothel, and these people were really her family.

It is indeed a pity that parents die early and their family die.

But there is no love for no reason in this world, nor is there no hatred for no reason. She has been in the brothel for so many years, and she has received countless benefactors. Tang Fan doesn't believe that she will kill him just because she can't stand Zheng Cheng, and thus take his life.

Father, mother, second sister, fourth brother.

Where was Qingzi's ranking at home in the past?

If it is the eldest daughter, where did the third son of the Feng family go?

Tang Fan pondered for a moment: "Old Gao!"

Lao Gao: "Hey, what are the instructions of sir?"

Tang Fan: "Have you asked the neighbors about this family before? Have you ever asked about the former owner of this house?"

Lao Gao: "I asked, but a fire in this place was burned a few years ago. Many of the original residents were either burned to death or moved away. Only one old man still had some impression. It was said that more than ten years ago, there was a family named Feng. Later, I didn't know what happened. The government came to the door overnight. The men in the family were all exiled, while the women were sick and died. It was very miserable. The house was also sealed off, and he didn't dare to inquire. Later, they said that the house was haunted and no one dared to live there!"

Tang Fan frowned: "Is it more than ten years ago?"

Lao Gao hurriedly said, "He doesn't remember it. It probably was thirteen or fourteen years ago, because they said Qingzi was sold into a brothel. She was only six years old when she was nineteen this year, but she was just in line with her?"

Tang Fan pondered for a while and suddenly said, "Let's go back to Shuntian Mansion!"

Lao Gao: "Ah? You won't watch it anymore?"

Tang Fan: "No need to read it, I have a clue."

He said as he walked out quickly. Lao Gao looked back at the dark room and the tablets, and couldn't help but shudder, and quickly accelerated his pace and went out.

As soon as Tang Fan returned to Shuntian Mansion, he immediately went to find the file from thirteen years ago.

There is an advantage in being in Shuntian Prefecture. As the highest administrative agency in charge of the Gyeonggi region, all events will be summarized in categories, regardless of their size.

Tang Fan focused his attention on major cases thirteen years ago, but unfortunately, he searched overnight but could not find any information about the Feng family's crime.

Seeing that the sky was about to be bright, he felt his eyes were extremely sour and his head was heavy.

Did you look for the wrong direction?

Thirteen years ago, it was the first year of Chenghua, the year when the current emperor ascended the throne.

Tang Fan supported his head and tried hard to recall, what happened that year?

After his parents passed away, he went out to study alone and knew about major events in the world. It was not just those nerds who only knew how to study hard. If the whole family of men like the Feng family were exiled, they must have committed a serious crime. If they had not committed the crime by themselves, they would have been implicated.

Involuntarily...continued?

Tang Fan wrote a few words on white paper, stroke by stroke.

In the first year of Chenghua, Feng.

"Sir," the procurator-in-chief Du Jiang stood at the door to report, "The Sui Banner of the Northern Fufu Department has arrived, please see you outside."
Chapter completed!