As a sweetheart in the palm of your hand

Chapter 1
"No, you can't leave!" Fang Wu grabbed Zhang Xuan who was about to rush out the door.

"I disagree with closing the case with the word suicide."

Fang Wu put his hand on the door frame, raised his eyebrows.

In the 32nd year of Renhe, the school was in the village of Ritao, among the houses in the village.

The room was very clean, except for the slight sound of weeping. Except for the mess at the corner of the table, there was no trace of dust on the ground.

Instead, there was a dead body with a rope wrapped around its neck, which gave people a great sense of disobedience.

The corpse was shriveled, wearing messy clothes, and the hands were so dark that the original color could not be seen. It was unacceptable that the owner of these hands was a woman.

"Get out of the way." Zhang Xuan said angrily: "If you don't agree, show evidence, and don't delay my work if you don't have the ability."

Fang Wu didn't move.

She had already made up her mind, she would never let this man leave unless he let go.

It was the first time for her to handle the case alone, and she couldn't come up with conclusive evidence for a while, but she must not let him close the case hastily.

Zhang Xuan took a step forward and said, "I'm not your master who will spoil you, so I won't be polite if you don't let me go."

"I won't let you. If you want to go out today, you must either change your conclusion, or... just step over my dead body." Fang Wu said sharply.

No one noticed that Fang Wuding's hand on the door frame was trembling, she was just bluffing.

She was completely unprepared for facing Zhang Xuan today. Every time she faced him alone, she couldn't help but want to retreat.

"You don't have much skill, but your temper is not small? Do you think your life is valuable? But a few taels of silver is not enough for me to eat wine." Zhang Xuan leaned on the door frame indifferently.

That way, he looked like a spectator, and he didn't care about his shrunken body, which was only a hair's breadth away from Fang Wu's hand.

"You want to die." Fang Wu retorted, this person changed his concept.

"It was you who asked me to step on your corpse, how could I step on it if you were not dead?" Zhang Xuan scratched his head with a puzzled look on his face.

"I don't care, anyway, you can't arbitrarily conclude that it was suicide." Fang Wu said fiercely.

"What are you meddling in..." Just as Zhang Xuan asked back, he suddenly heard a clear cry.

The two followed the cry, and there was already a lot of discussion among the people standing on the sidelines, and the children in the crowd were mixed with constant crying.

Zhang Xuan shook his legs and whistled like a street hooligan: "Trouble."

That way, giving Fang Wu a headache, he punched Zhang Xuan.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Xuan took a step back and slammed into the door frame, roaring.

For a while, the two confronted each other, and the situation became stalemate.

"Brother and sister, stop arguing, you guys should take a good look, my mother will not commit suicide." The child who first reported the crime rushed to the middle of the two and said.

Fang Wu picked up the child and said, "Hey, little brother, let's stop arguing. Go sit over there for a while and tell the yamen servants what you know, okay?"

Fang Wu rubbed the child's head, and pointed to the yamen desk with the portrait at the door.

The child responded and slid off Fang Wu's body.

"Zhang Buzhi, Mr. Zhang, can you stop making trouble and do something? Or, what can I do for you to manage this case? Or if you say how much money you have, you are not perfunctory." Fang Wu hesitated, and she also no money.

However, she also understood this person, he was a person who didn't care about the money and didn't sell anything.

Zhang Xuan whistled and joked, "So you've learned to bribe Shangguan? It's true that every master has a disciple."

Fang Wu leaned against the other side of the door frame, and put more strength into his hand against the door frame, and looked into the room with his eyes.

Take it easy, she's not in a hurry anyway.

Fang Wu looked at the corpse, and then looked around the room again. There was a simple kang, and it seemed that the charcoal fire hadn't been burned for some time.

On the kang are some simple clothes stacked neatly, there is a basket on the clothes, there are only a few needles and threads in it, and nothing can be seen, because the back kitchen inside is blocked by the wall of the aisle.

Zhang Xuan couldn't get away, and tried to get out of the door several times, but failed.

For the first time, he discovered that this girl had such great strength and such a cruel heart.

"It's said that you didn't sell yourself for much money." Zhang Xuan whistled and said bluntly.

Fang Wu was so upset when he heard that, the house was not in chaos, and there was no trace of searching, so it shouldn't be for money.

Is that a vendetta?But what kind of hatred can a woman in the market have?
And even if it's a vendetta, why do you want to stay alive? Could it be that this enemy is dead or dead, and the government is still waiting to find out.

"You...you give me a little more time." Fang Wu turned her head and said with raised eyebrows.

Let her think about whether she has missed any key evidence.

"Don't waste my time, sir."

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly, and some of the people watching the excitement in the village have dispersed to go to work.

At this time, a person came in through the door.

Full of laziness, stretching his waist, yawning non-stop, he stood in front of Fang Wu and said, "You usually have nothing to do, what else is there to waste?"

"Master, you are finally here!" The familiar voice made Fang Wu feel that he had finally found his master.

She burst out laughing, but soon suppressed her laughter again, raised her head and pouted her mouth, and looked at Zhang Xuan, looking like a villain.

Zhang Xuan snorted, not only did not refute, but also let Ji Xuan into the room, but just sat there without saying anything.

"Master, let's take a look at the corpse first. I'll go and look at other places in the house." Fang Wu said sweetly, although it was two affirmative sentences, it was in a questioning tone.

Ji Xuan is an official in the yamen, and sometimes does the work of a servant.

"Stop." Ji Xuan didn't agree, spit out two words, and slowly squatted down.

He didn't touch the corpse directly, but instead pinched his sleeves with his hands, opened his mouth, and looked at it for a while before realizing: "It wasn't suicide. It was tied to a beam and then suffocated to death after being unconscious."

As he spoke, he stood up again, flattened his sleeves back, and wrapped the piece that touched the corpse under his clothes so that it would not touch his own skin. Then he looked at Zhang Xuan who was still sitting there indifferently.

"As the saying goes, the root of the tongue is based on the premise that sticking the tongue out of the mouth is suicide. You and I both know this is wrong. But in this case, the rope is not pressed above the throat, and the tongue has not come out, so it is not suicide. You can't tell this little thing ?”

After Ji Xuan finished speaking, Fang Wu felt ashamed, and whispered back: "I forgot in a moment of urgency..."

"Stupid and unaware." Zhang Xuan snorted and was about to go out.

But Ji Xuan stopped Zhang Xuan and said, "As a yamen, but disregarding human life and trying to close the case hastily, it seems that you don't want your job anymore?"

"I... It's not that your little apprentice can't provide key evidence, so I have to close the case like this?" Zhang Xuan chuckled.

Fang Wu even lowered his head.

Ji Xuan glared at Zhang Xuan, still blocking the road and not letting him go.

Zhang Xuan couldn't bear it: "Why? I think I'm bullying your little apprentice, and I'm telling the truth."

"Help me go back to the Yamen to get the toolbox." Ji Xuan said indifferently.

"You think I'm your official? Take it yourself."

"The case is successfully closed. I'll treat you to a drink. If it doesn't go well, your own salary will be deducted. What do you do?" Ji Xuan said calmly.

"Master, why don't I go?"

"You are here to learn something, not to run errands." Ji Xuan changed his face in a second and said angrily to Fang Wu.

"Dare I just run errands for you?"

"You're also idle when you're idle, and it's not just a matter of going around."

"Success, I'm looking at the money for the drink!" Zhang Xuan snorted and flung his sleeves out.

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(End of this chapter)