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Chapter 130 Intuition

Lin Yanyan snorted disdainfully: "What does it have to do with me?"

"Of course it's related. I said I asked to marry you. Forget it, just pretend that I was so sick last night!"

Lin Yanyan was speechless. It turned out that he wanted to learn from Miss Fang Fei when he went to listen to the song?

"Is Lu Zhaonan's idea?"

Xiao Qian was a little moved, and Yan Yan was wise.

"Yeah!" Xiao Qian nodded in a muffled voice.

Lin Yanyan rolled his eyes: "Did you tell him everything?"

Theirs...he also told Lu Zhaonan?

Xiao Qian looked at her unhappy expression and suddenly became happy and shook his head violently: "I only said that I fell in love with someone."

Seeing that he looked like he was lying, Lin Yanyan said in his heart: This is almost the same.

What's going on when the anger I've been holding it all night has disappeared and invisible, but it's a bit happy?

Because for her, he ran to the woman on the flower boat to seek scriptures with her?

Lin Yanyan deliberately looked terrified and threatened: "If you dare to say a word to others, I will let Zhen Ri'an disappear."

From now on, you can investigate the case by yourself!

Xiao Qian said firmly: "Don't say it."

While speaking, I arrived at Liujing Pavilion.

The murder case occurred in Liujing Pavilion, which caused the business to be depressed. The girls were all sitting downstairs drinking tea and eating melon seeds. They were so idle that they saw Xiao Qian and Lin Yanyan coming in. The girls' eyes were like hungry wolves seeing the little fat sheep, but they did not dare to go forward because Xiao Qian was wearing an official uniform and saw that he was coming for the case.

"Where is the madam?" Lin Yanyan asked the girl closest to her.

The girl said, "In Bihan's room upstairs, Mr. Feng is here. He wants to ask for some Bihan's relics to go back as a memory, and the rest will be burned."

Lin Yanyan and Xiao Qian looked at each other, and they hurried upstairs.

In Bihan's room, Feng Yichen's eyes were filled with sadness, stroking the chessboard, and his voice was sad: "Miss Bihan and I made friends with chess and treated me as confidants, but who would have harmed her. Yiren has gone, and I have nothing left to play. I hope that my mother will leave me with this chessboard."

Mama Qi sighed: "It's useless for me to keep it, you can take it away!"

"Slowly, this chessboard is an important physical evidence, and you cannot give it to Mr. Feng." Lin Yanyan stepped into the door.

Feng Yichen bowed politely: "Feng just wanted to ask for something Bihan likes to memorialize. Besides, the case has been concluded."

Although Xiao Qian didn't understand why Lin Yanyan wanted to leave the chessboard, since Yan Yan said that he could not give it to others, he had to leave it. He said: "The case is settled, but the physical evidence that should be archived should still be archived. Miss Bihan was playing chess before her death, so this chessboard is an important physical evidence. Mr. Feng should choose another thing!"

Lin Yanyan captured the annoyance flashing in Mr. Feng's eyes, and his hand clenched the chessboard hard.

This reaction seemed to be something important had been snatched away.

Lin Yanyan went to the dressing table on the dressing table and took a comb to Mr. Feng: "Mr. Feng, I think this is more suitable for memorials." By the way, he put away the chessboard.

Then he slowly said: "Mom Qi, don't move the things in this room first, we need to find evidence."

Although the madam was impatient, if the official family could not offend him, he should not offend him: "Then you search."

Xiao Qian asked Feng Yichen: "Did there be an official who asked you about it?"

Feng Yichen shook his head and said sadly: "Feng went out to do business for two or three days. I just returned today and thought about coming to see Miss Bihan. Who knew that it was the same as heaven and man forever..."

"That happens to be right. I want to ask you some things, Mama Qi, and I borrow pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Xiao Qian took Feng Yichen to ask some questions elsewhere. Lin Yanyan took the chessboard and studied it for a while but found no mystery. He searched everywhere, but he couldn't find anything valuable.

In fact, she didn't know what to look for, but she had a sense of intuition that the case was not that simple.

Then she went to Qiurong to search again, and found nothing.

When she finished her work, Xiao Qian had finished asking questions.

The two of them came out of Liujing Pavilion with their chessboard in their arms.

Feng Yichen stood at the door and stared at the chessboard in Lin Yanyan's hand, gritting his teeth secretly, "It's really damn, I almost got it."

Lin Yanyan asked Xiao Qian: "Where is this young master Feng coming from?"

"His name is Feng Yichen. He is twenty-two years old. He has a wife and has no children at home. His ancestors are Jinzhou. He lives alone in the capital. Xinlong Yinzhuang is his family. He is now in charge of the Feng family. The Feng family also sells grain and coal."

Lin Yanyan smacked his tongue: "It's not a small background!"

Those who can open a silver dealer must not only have strong power, but also have close relationships with the official.

"What's going on with him and Qiu Rong Bihan?"

"He said he was close to Miss Qiurong at one time, but the so-called redemption was just a matter of drinking. As for Bihan, he purely likes to play chess with Bihan. He likes to play chess very much. Bihan is the best chess woman he has ever seen and has no other ideas about Bihan."

Lin Yanyan sneered in her heart. She didn't believe that men who often came to such places said they had no idea about women and just liked to play chess.

Xiao Qian said: "Is there any problem with the chessboard?"

"I haven't found it, I always think this chessboard is very important, so I'll take it back first."

Xiao Qian flattered: "Your intuition is often very accurate."

It's not entirely flattering, Lin Yanyan's intuition is indeed amazing.

Lin Yanyan glanced at him sideways and said, "Mr. Xiao, I feel very stressed when you say this. If there is no mystery on this chessboard, I will slap me in the face."

Xiao Qian hurriedly remedy: "It is already amazing that you can find key clues in an endgame, and this is also a mystery on the chessboard."

Lin Yanyan's mouth was almost undetectable. He learned to praise people. It seems that he still gained something when he went to Ruyi Painting House last night.

"Did Qiu Rong say where did this poison come from?"

Xiao Qian said: "I didn't say anything, the person has been taken back to the yamen and went back to the trial."

"I was wondering if it was possible that this poison was given to Qiu Rong by Mr. Feng? This Mr. Feng looked not simple at first glance."

"I have to check this before I know it. I will send someone to check this Feng Yichen carefully."

When we arrived at the intersection of the three-way road, Lin Yanyan stopped the horse: "I will take the chessboard back. The case is not over yet. Tell me in time if there is any progress."

Lin Yanyan told himself that public is public and private is private, and public should be clearly distinguished.

Xiao Qian couldn't ask for it, and he had enough excuses to go to her: "Okay, I'll tell you the first time if there is progress."

Watching Lin Yanyan ride her old horse away, Xiao Qian thought to himself: Her horse is really too old. If she gave her a BMW, would she like it?

Lin Yanyan did not go back to Tongyuan Building directly, but took the chessboard to the antique shop and asked the treasure appraiser of the antique shop to identify it.

The treasure appraiser looked at it with a magnifying glass for a while and said, "The materials used in this chessboard are good, and there is nothing else. It is neither old things nor any origin, and it is not worth much."

Lin Yanyan was very disappointed. Could it be that her intuition was really wrong?
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