Yang Qiuchi and others returned to their residence and entered the inner room. They saw that Song Yuner had not come back yet. Investigation and visiting was a very meticulous task. Only by asking slowly and patiently checking can you find clues.

Seeing Yang Qiuchi come back, Hong Ling hurriedly came up and said anxiously: "A few coroners and servants have just arrived and sent Peng Si's body and put it in a room in the small yard. I don't let them put it, they insisted on putting it, and they said it's you, Master..."

"Hey, I asked them to send it."

"Ah?" Hong Ling was surprised, "I thought it was their nonsense. It turned out that it was really..., put a dead person in this yard...

Yang Qiuchi smiled and grabbed her face: "What? Do you think it's unlucky?"

For ordinary people, it is indeed unacceptable to a dead person in their own residence.

Hong Ling nodded, then shook her head quickly: "This is the master's job. The master asked them to move into the room, of course it was intentional and there was no bad luck."

Yang Qiuchi patted her on the shoulder: "I have no choice but to do so. A murder occurred last night. I just went to investigate the scene and inspect the body. I didn't even figure out how this person died. I was anxious and simply asked them to carry the body here and want to study it slowly."

After hearing Yang Qiuchi's case encountered trouble, Hong Ling asked with concern: "Master, is this a tricky matter?"

"Well, I haven't figured out how this person died. Are you talking about it difficult?"

"Then, what should I do?"

"Scrambled eggs with cold salad shredded robu!" Yang Qiuchi smiled bitterly.

"What?" Hong Ling looked at him with wide eyes.

"It's nothing. I asked Yun'er to investigate the situation. When she comes back, she will see if she finds anything before deciding what to do next." Yang Qiuchi said, looking out the window, and asked again: "Where are the bodies they placed?"

Hong Ling walked to the window and pointed to the row of bungalows opposite: "It's there." He picked up a key from the table, "This is the key to that room, which was sent by the coroner just now."

Yang Qiuchi took it, looked at Hong Ling and said with a smile: "I want to go and see, are you going with me?"

"...Okay." Hong Ling replied in a low voice, her face slightly pale.

Yang Qiuchi knew that Hong Ling was also afraid of seeing people dead. This was normal. No woman was interested in seeing people dead. Of course, she was interested in seeing people dead, especially those in the corpse test. I am afraid that only Song Yuner is the best. She smiled and said, "I was teasing you. I had already checked it at the dock just now. There is no need to watch it now. When Yuner comes back, she will see if there is any need to re-check it."

Hong Ling then breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Yang Qiuchi. Her face turned red.

This beautiful girl can die with her without hesitation, but when she accompanied her to investigate the body, she agreed, but her face turned pale even if she was scared. It was really interesting to think about it.

After chatting for a while, a servant came to report that Peng Hexi invited Yang Qiuchi and the others to have lunch.

Song Yun'er has never come back. Yang Qiuchi was a little worried and ordered Xia Ping to send two guards to find him.

After the guards were led by the servants, they came back soon and said that Song Yuner was investigating and visiting the pharmacy, saying that she didn't have to wait for her, she had already had a meal and wanted to continue the investigation.

It turned out that when they came to the place last night, Peng Hexi organized many people from the town to greet them, so many people knew Song Yuner and knew that she was the person next to the Count's Chief Master. Later, the news came from the slaves of Pengjiazhuang, and everyone knew that this brave and heroic little girl was the sister of the Count's Chief Master.

In addition, Song Yuner is sweet-mouthed, cute and has a background. Therefore, whenever she asks people in the town, not only do she answer everything she asks and answers, but she also rushes to invite her to her home for dinner. To invite the sister of the Count and the Chief Master to have a meal at home, for the people in this town, wow, that is the blessing of the eighth generation of ancestors. Therefore, Song Yuner doesn't have to worry about not having any food.

Since Song Yuner said that, Yang Qiuchi felt relieved and brought Hong Ling and her personal guard to Peng Hexi's yard.

Peng Hexi was already greeted at the door. Yang Qiuchi looked from a distance and saw a little boy and three women standing behind Peng Hexi. One of them was the beautiful woman who had just seen kicking a stalk with a few maids on the round forest grassland.

After walking in, I saw clearly that the other two women behind Peng Hexi were Peng Hexi's two daughters whom she met last night. According to the news that Song Yuner heard, I now know that these two daughters were born by Peng Hexi's ex-wife.

Yang Qiuchi smiled and said, "Your Weng Peng is so kind to greet him."

"This is a great honor." Peng Hexi bowed and gave a gift. He first introduced Yang Qiuchi to the beautiful woman, and then introduced the beautiful woman to Yang Qiuchi and said, "Sir, this is a slut."

Yang Qiuchi thought that he had indeed guessed it well. It was Peng Hexi's wife, that is, Song Yuner, who heard the opera-singing woman named Shui Wanqi in the ground. She stepped forward and bowed, "I've seen Mrs. Peng."

Shui Wanqi gave a gift and said softly: "I have met the Lord of the Lord."

Peng Hexi called a six or seven-year-old boy to Yang Qiuchi and said, "This is a dog son, named Peng Jiafu." He lowered his head and said to the little boy, "Fu'er, pay homage to the Lord."

The child looked at Yang Qiuchi with his head tilted and was about to speak when he saw Hong Ling, he cheered, walked around Yang Qiuchi, ran over and held her hand and said, "Sister, you are so beautiful, can you play with Fu'er?"

Hong Ling touched his head and said, "Okay."

Peng Hexi was very embarrassed and scolded: "Fu'er! Don't make trouble, why don't you come to pay homage to the Lord!"

"I don't!" The child was very naughty. He held Hong Ling's hand and refused to put it down, making faces at his father.

"You turtle son, I will beat you to death!" Peng Hexi was so angry that he cursed his son and even the turtle son.

Yang Qiuchi smiled and stopped him, "Forget it, Mr. Peng, he is just a child. Maybe." Peng Hexi kept apologizing, and kept teaching Peng Jiafu a lesson.

Shui Wanqi waved and said, "Fu'er, don't be naughty, come to my mother quickly."

The child listened very much to his mother's words, said oh, looked up at Hong Ling, and then walked back to Shui Wanqi.

Peng Hexi and others then welcomed Yang Qiuchi and his group into the room.

Everyone talked some gossip at the banquet and mentioned Peng Si, saying that his sudden death was a bit surprising. Yang Qiuchi took the opportunity to inquire about Peng Si's situation and learned that in order to facilitate supervision of workers, Peng Si usually lives in a small house near the dock and does not often come to Pengjiazhuang.

Yang Qiuchi noticed that when talking about Peng Si, Shui Wanqi's face turned cold, rarely spoke, and there was a hint of contempt on the corner of her mouth. She couldn't help but remember the conversation between the two maids who had just heard on the rockery. It seemed that there was something really conflicted and entangled between this woman and Peng Si.

Everyone talked about tomorrow's "Fairy Day". Then Shui Wanqi smiled. Everyone talked about the lively situation of Fairy Day in previous years. Peng Hexi said that he also invited Zhao Xinle, the governor of Baoning Prefecture, to watch tomorrow's "Fairy Day".

Yang Qiuchi was slightly stunned. He had never heard Peng Hexi say this. He had a fair impression of Zhao Xinle, and only remembered that he was good at flattering.

After lunch, Yang Qiuchi took Hong Ling back to his residence.

In the afternoon, Yang Qiuchi and Hongling were talking in the room. Song Yuner finally came back with a jumping back. When she entered the door, she smiled at Yang Qiuchi and said, "Brother, guess what I found after investigating and visiting?"

"Yun'er is going to do something, one is going to do two, so you have to guess. It must be good news."

Hong Ling poured Song Yuner a cup of hot tea. Song Yuner slapped the wind with her hand and said, "No, no, this tea is too hot. I'm so tired after running for a day. I'm going to die of thirst."

Hong Ling quickly ran to pour her a cup of warm water. Song Yun'er took it, drank it dry, breathed a sigh of relief, then laughed, sat down at the table, and said, "Brother, I have really heard a lot of interesting news this time."

Yang Qiuchi didn't say anything, looked at her with a smile, waiting for her next sentence.

"Peng Si came to Pengjiazhuang two years ago. He has no illness on weekdays. Although his back is a little hunched, his health is very good. The doctor's medicine shop says that Peng Si has hardly ever seen him."

"Oh?" Yang Qiuchi felt aroused. The more this kind of person, the more likely he would die suddenly. Because this kind of person does not get sick on weekdays, the immune system of the body cannot be exercised regularly. Once a serious illness occurs, the body cannot quickly enter the role organization to resist. In addition, because this kind of person does not get sick on weekdays, even if there is a little bit of a small illness, it is often easy to ignore it. The disaster is buried, and when the equal amount of change causes qualitative changes, he is no longer able to turn the situation back.

Song Yuner continued, "Peng Si has no popularity in the town. After checking this day, I have never heard anyone say he is good. Some people scold him. This is because everyone is talking about his death."

"What bad things did he do?"

"Everyone is not willing to say that after all, he is Mr. Peng's family, and Mr. Peng is still very prestigious in this town. So, I didn't ask about any real illegal bad things about Peng Si." Song Yuner was a little frustrated by her failure to ask for the result. "However, according to what everyone said, it's certain that Peng Si is very lustful."
Chapter completed!