Author: Willow Leaves in Winter

He Qingxiao is used to using a knife, so the tiger's mouth has a calluse. What kind of person has black and hard knees?

The coroner continued to infer: "The deceased's skin is rough, and there seems to be stains that cannot be washed off for a long time. He doesn't look like a scholar..."

He Qingxiao thought about it and thought of a possibility.

"Thank you for your hard work, let's go out first."

The place where the corpse was parked was half underground, and the case was a big deal. In order to prevent the corpse from corrupting, ice was placed. The whole room was as cold as an ice cave. If you were weak in physical condition, you would not be able to stand it.

The cool breeze outside and the sun is clear, sweeping away the coldness of the morgue.

He Qingxiao strode out and returned to the yamen to arrange it: "Go and check out the beggars everywhere to see if there are any one who suddenly disappeared from the same age as the deceased."

The deceased is not old. If he only does physical work normally, this will happen if his knees are not large. Even if he is a slave, he only needs to bow to his master. Kneeling down means he is only when he makes a mistake and begs for mercy.

Some people have long-term knee friction, which is a beggar who kneels on the ground and begs.

In the capital, those beggars who can beg safely are organized, which is the so-called Beggars' Sect. There are more than a dozen beggars' sects of all sizes in the capital, and they divide the sphere of influence early. If there are beggars who cross the line, they can be asked about it.

No, okay.

Although there are many beggars in the capital, it is easy to divide them with the power. Jinlin Guard found the leaders of each Beggar Gang, and these leaders arranged the tasks. In just two days, they found out the beggar who suddenly disappeared on their territory.

List.

He Qingxiao carefully looked at the list and drew five people in the key circle. Two of these five beggars were in Dongcheng.

Of course, in addition to these five people, there are many on the list. It is very common for people living at the bottom of the beggar to disappear or die quietly. Considering the tight time and limited manpower, let’s start with these five most powerful people.

The possible beggar's body was found.

Fortunately, Jinlinwei took the beggar who knew the missing beggar to recognize the body, and one of the beggars recognized it.

"It's Ergou!"

After learning that Ergou is one of two missing beggars in Dongcheng.

The beggar mainly begs at the base of the wall outside Yanzi Hutong. He often accompanied him with an old beggar and a little beggar.

Under the leadership of a beggar, He Qingxiao met the old beggar.

The old beggar has been sick for some time, and is lying on a layer of straw under the bridge hole, looking dying.

The person who cared for the old beggar was a seven or eight-year-old beggar, and the two were grandparents and grandchildren.

Seeing He Qingxiao coming, the little beggar looked alert, as if he was suddenly stormed into a small beast in the territory.

He Qingxiao squatted down and asked the old beggar in a gentle tone: "Is it convenient for me to speak?"

The old beggar's turbid eyes opened slightly wide, and he looked at the beggar leading the way in confusion.

The beggar hurriedly said, "This is the master of Jinlinwei. I have to come to you to understand the matter. You must answer the master's words."

When the old beggar heard the beggar's words, the old beggar couldn't help but feel nervous, and the little beggar's pupils shrank like frightened.

He Qingxiao was so keen that he immediately realized that the little beggar's reaction was a bit unusual.

"You said—" the old beggar spoke with difficulty.

He Qingxiao ordered his subordinates to follow him: "Feed the old man a few mouthfuls of water to moisten his throat."

His subordinates untied the kettle hanging around his waist, pulled out the plug and fed the old beggar a few times.

The water is still warm. The old beggar hasn't drunk it for a long time. After a few sips of warm water, he recovered a little bit of energy.

Seeing this, He Qingxiao asked: "There is a man named Ergou. Are you begging on the same street with you?"

The old beggar nodded.

"When was the last time you saw him?"

The old beggar shook his head, his voice hoarse and old: "The villain has been ill for half a month and has been lying here. He still saw him before he got sick."

He Qingxiao looked at the beggar.

The little beggar was tense all over and bit his lip unconsciously: "I, I didn't pay attention-"

The beggar who led the way glared at the beggar: "Muzi, your grandfather is sick. Don't you go to ask for food every day? Why didn't you pay attention?"

Seeing that the little beggar named Guzi became even more nervous, He Qingxiao took out a copper plate from his purse and handed it to the beggar who led the way: "Go and buy some easy-to-digest soft cakes, and you and Guzi's grandfather fill your stomach."

The beggar who led the way ran away happily with the copper coins.

When Guzi heard the soft cake, he couldn't help swallowing.

He Qingxiao signaled his men to look after the old beggar and pointed his finger not far away: "Guzi, let's go there and talk."

Guzi hesitated for a moment, but he dared not resist. He followed He Qingxiao to the willow tree not far away.

It is already late autumn, and the willow leaves are blown away by the wind like a withered butterfly. The willow trees that are no longer lush appear a little desolate.

"Guzi, do you know Ergou is missing?"

He Qingxiao's straightforwardness made Guzi's face change sharply: "I don't know anything!"

He wanted to run away, but he didn't dare.

The one in front of me is Master Guan, who can take his and his grandfather's life in just one word.

He Qingxiao saw the little beggar's fear and his tone became gentler: "Don't be afraid. As long as you answer my question carefully, I will send your grandpa to the clinic for treatment."

"Really?" Guzi's eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

"I am a court official, how could I lie to you as a child?"

"But--" Gu Zi hesitated, not only to be moved by his grandfather's treatment, but also to be concerned about something.

He Qingxiao guessed that Guzi might have done something unlucky, which made him dare not say it out.

He reached out and patted the little beggar's shoulder with encouragement: "You are still young. Even if you are forced to do anything, as long as you don't kill or set fire, you can handle it leniently or even not pursue it. If you conceal the truth, you will delay the investigation.

If the case progresses, there will be trouble."

After hearing He Qingxiao's words, Guzi asked carefully: "Isn't you really going to pursue it?"

"Then do you kill someone and set fire?" He Qingxiao asked seriously.

Of course, it is impossible not to pursue such a crime, and he does not want to deceive a child.

Guzi shook his head quickly: "No!"

He Qingxiao smiled: "Then don't be afraid."

He was born very well, and this smile was like the first melting of winter snow, turning into a spring spring.

Guzi was stunned and felt trust in his heart: Such a beautiful adult should not lie.

"Will you treat my grandfather too?"

"meeting."

"But my grandfather is very ill and it costs a lot of money to treat the disease."

Lord He smiled a little while on his lips, and then calmly said, "It's okay, I have money."

Guzi finally felt relieved: "Then ask."

"When was the last time you saw Ergou?"

"It's... the night six days ago."

Six days ago night?

He Qingxiao recalled that the body at the gate of the Imperial College was found, just the morning five days ago.

In other words, Guzi is likely to be the last person to see the dead.

He Qingxiao attached great importance to it and did not show any signs of it, so as not to put pressure on Guzi: "What was the situation at that time?"
Chapter completed!