He is the one who hears to heaven.

Yan Saburo leaned over slightly and asked the official: "Which one has an accident?" The devil is hiding in the details, and now whenever there is a little wind and grass, it can stir his sensitive nerves.

Besides, his premonition is getting stronger and stronger, and Si Wenrui may be holding back a big move.

"Nothing. The official waved his hand, "It's just a ridiculous thing, not worth mentioning." ”

"Why don't you tell me?" Yan Saburo smiled, "I won't pass it on." "These local snakes know the market, maybe there is something new?

Yan Gongzi broke the casserole and asked to the end, and the two officials didn't want to offend him, so they reluctantly opened their mouths: "It's not honorable to say, a guest died in Fengyue Tower the day before yesterday, and the initial judgment was that he died immediately." But yesterday, when he came to inspect him, he said that he was probably poisoned. ”

Yan Saburo immediately remembered a person's name: "Sun Zhanhao?"

"Yes, this is the man. The official said strangely, "Yan Gongzi also heard about it?"

"Listen to the neighbors to mention a little bit or two. Yan Saburo's interest was also raised, "One by one, they all said that they were going to be able to wind immediately." Why did you become poisoned again?"

"The face and body are not dark, the corners of the mouth are not foaming, and the body is not swollen, so the poison is not obvious. The girl on the Fengyue field had seen this symptom before, and the official said that she would die immediately. ”

"There are no other symptoms?" Yan Saburo raised his eyebrows, "Where is the corpse?"

The official pointed out: "In the ice cellar at the back." ”

Yan Saburo has traveled south and north for many years, and he has seen at least one or two hundred offices, and none of them can stop the mortuary. But this place is special, the corpse cellar is actually behind the office, and there are passages connecting the front and back. Yan Saburo also asked, and the local official said that this is a historical legacy.

He went to the office to report, and with the token given by Xiao Mi, he could easily enter the ice cellar again.

Sun Zhanhao is only in his early thirties this year, his body is short and strong, and he knows that he was full of energy before his death. However, his death was curled up, as if he was in his mother's body, and his hands were clenched.

The official messenger explained to Yan Saburo: "Sun Zhanhao's family is engaged in the fruit business, has a wife and four concubines, is a frequent visitor to Fengyue Tower, and is generous. I must come more than three or four times a month, and at least two girls must accompany me each time. ”

The white cat lay on the young man's shoulder and looked at the corpse, and then said disdainfully: "No wonder others say that he died of a stroke." "Peony flowers are dead.

The cold in the ice cellar was so heavy that it couldn't help but shudder: "It's freezing to death!"

Yan Saburo asked the official, "Have you ever tried the silver needle?" The silver needle can test most of the toxins.

"Tried, but it didn't change color. The official pointed at Sun Zhanhao and said, "When he first sent it, his face was swollen red, and the green tendons in the corners of his forehead bulged out. ”

Neither black nor green, but swollen red?Yan Saburo groaned: "Are there other traces on his body?"

"Oh, say it's Spotted. ”

Yan Saburo also saw that Sun Zhanhao had a blood-brown red spot the size of a copper coin on his cheeks and behind his ear, and his eyes were slightly bright.

Then, he unbuttoned the deceased's shirt and took a closer look.

There are no scars. The fruit merchant is well-maintained and in very good health.

However, the boy soon found this kind of erythema in his armpits and groin. Even after three days in the ice cellar, the color of the red spots remains the same.

Chitose was the first to express his opinion: "Red star cantharid." ”

"Sure enough, he died of poisoning. Yan Saburo muttered, "But he has no wounds on his body, how did the murderer poison him?"

The official asked tentatively, "Maybe it's oral?"

"If there is no damage to the mouth, throat and stomach, there will be no poisoning. Yan Saburo said softly, "The poison is bloody." ”

The white cat retracted into the bookcase: "Maybe he has a perforated stomach and drinks all day." ”

Yan Saburo asked Sun Zhanhao's family background again, and it sounded like he had nothing to do with the person he was tracking, so he had to leave the ice cellar and return to the ground.

Shengyi is so big, people will die every three or five times, it can't be all related to Si Wenrui, right?

......

When Yan Saburo returned to the Invitation Garden, he heard from Huang He that the ground guard in Sanmen had come in the morning and left a message.

"What's the matter?" Two days ago, this local security officer took him to the Zhou family, and Yan Saburo signed a contract with Mrs. Du on the spot. But this is a trivial matter, after going to Zhou's house to find clues, he left it behind. After all, he's been busy lately.

Dibao brought news from the Zhou family. The day before yesterday, this Yan Gongzi bought the mansion without blinking, he was very happy, and he also got a large commission as a middleman.

That amount of money is enough for his family to eat and drink for three years. Therefore, he is now also very willing to do things for the generous Yan Gongzi, and report the news to the best of his ability.

"The local security heard that Zhou Dahu's younger brother was very dissatisfied with Mrs. Du's selling price and insisted on refusing to move out. ”

"Eighteen thousand, too little?" Yan Saburo smiled, "What do they want?"

"I want Mrs. Du to ask you to raise the price to twenty-five thousand. Huang He was worried about his son's recent situation, and he didn't have a smile on his face for a long time.

Yan Saburo snorted and listened to it as a joke. The contract has been signed, and you still want to ask him to make up the money?

The white cat also sneered: "The family is broken, where does it have the courage to dare to add money?" Yan Xiaosan can press them all down with one finger, not to mention that he has a contract in his hand, and he is in charge?

"Mrs. Du is an understanding person, and she drove out the second uncle's family yesterday. Huang He continued, "Di Bao said that Zhou Dahu's younger brother is a stingy man, and he was afraid that he would invite Jingyuan to make trouble, so he specially came to report it. ”

This is an invitation to merit. Yan Saburo listened to it and didn't take it seriously.

In the afternoon, he pushed open the window of the study, and happened to see the white cat lying on the rockery chewing cat grass, the glass lamp floating beside it, and the phantom of a few butterflies fluttering among the flowers.

These phantoms are pale blue, some flutter their wings, some stop at the flowers, and they are no different from real butterflies.

"This is the new magic power of the glass lamp?"

"Hmm. The white cat lazily replied to him, "It's just a light and shadow illusion, it's not worth mentioning." ”

The glass lamp flashed, and a blue butterfly flew to Yan Saburo's side. He stretched out his hand, and the blue butterfly rested on his fingertips.

It has a texture as light as a cicada's wings?

At this time, there were two real pink butterflies flying outside the wall, dancing with the blue butterfly phantom between the flowers, which was actually pleasing to the eye.

He knew that although the glass lamp had been refined by Chitose as a natal weapon, she had always pondered its use. I don't have a manual for this thing, so I have to study it on my own.

However, she was able to use illusions during the day, which was enough to show that her current cultivation was much better than when she first came out of the wooden bell.

Asura's talent is different from that of humans, but no matter what kind of supernatural power you have, you need to test it repeatedly before you can be handy. Yan Saburo knew that she was actually working hard in private.

At this time, Huang He came to report, interrupting his thinking.

Mrs. Du actually came to the door.

She looked even more haggard, but said to Yan Saburo with a smile: "Young Master Yan, we have moved out, and from now on, the house belongs to you." ”