“Pork Belly Lotus Seed Soup?” Li Zimu looked at the bowl of soup in front of him, which seemed barely touched, his eyebrows knitting together in frustration. “Isn’t it a problem with the Lotus Seed Pod?”
“No!” Fang Constable shook his head. “The Coroner examined it thoroughly and said there was no poison in the Lotus Seed Pod. Besides, you have to peel the Lotus Seed Pod to eat it; it’s hard to poison it without being noticed.”
“But that bowl of Pork Belly Lotus Seed Soup was made by Yiyi! She wouldn’t poison it!” Li Zimu scratched his head.
Fang Constable chuckled awkwardly and whispered, “If Zhan Tou were here, he wouldn’t say such nonsense!”
“Zhan Tou, Zhan Tou, you guys are now suspects. Do you even know what a suspect is?” Li Zimu scoffed. “You seem clever enough. Why not forget about your Zhan Tou business and stick with me? Being a prince’s aide is much more promising than being a little constable.”
“Thank you for your appreciation, Your Highness!” Fang Constable replied listlessly. “So what do we do next?”
“Next?” Li Zimu lowered his head and wrote Xie Keyou’s name on the paper, drawing a box around it. “Lao Fang, tell me about the recent homicide cases in Jinyang Town. Who are the suspects?”
“Huh?” Fang Constable was confused. “What does this have to do with Xie Keyou’s death? Shouldn’t you first ask Zhan Tou and Yiyi about what happened, then figure out their motives and methods to clear their suspicions?”
He knew that Zhan Feiyang locking himself up was a moment of foolishness after a lifetime of cleverness. Ever since King Anle appeared, who didn’t know that this guy had an interest in Yi Yi? Zhan Feiyang was foolish enough to hand over his life-and-death power to someone like that. If this guy took advantage of the situation to eliminate a rival, wouldn’t Zhan Feiyang be doomed?
Thinking this way, Fang Constable’s face turned grim again. “The recent homicide cases? Isn’t it from the Cloud Sleeve Gang?”
“I mean over the past six months! Like that sensational Qianzuo murder case; I heard he even injured Yiyi before, right?”
“Yes, if it weren’t for that case, Zhan Tou and Yiyi might not have gotten together so quickly. Speaking of which, our Zhan Tou and Miss Yiyi have been childhood friends, inseparable since they were young, their bond stronger than gold…”
"Do you believe that if you keep talking like this, I'll have someone drag you out and cut you down?"
Li Zimu said, casually spinning his gold medal in his hand. Fang Constable quickly changed his tone, a forced smile on his face. "Ha, Your Highness, you're just joking! Who doesn't know that you are the most reasonable and just person around..."
"Enough with the nonsense. Just tell me, are the murderers from those cases all in one place now?"
"The murderers? Su Meng committed suicide when Zhan Tou caught him. As for the The Yang Family case, it was even worse; the entire family was wiped out. That young Second Lady died by crashing into a coffin, and the remaining master Yang drowned in the family pond after an accident. And regarding the recent Cloud Sleeve Gang incident, you already know... they all met untimely ends!"
Li Zimu quickly wrote down the name of a murderer on a piece of paper and scribbled something else in tiny characters beside it. Just as Fang Constable leaned in to see what he was writing, Li Zimu waved him off. "Alright, you can leave now. The Coroner is from out of town, and since the bodies have been dead for so long, it's unlikely we'll find any more clues. Go check the The Yang Family's old residence to see if anyone is still there; bring them to me. I have questions."
"The The Yang Family? Aren't we investigating Xie Keyou's case right now?"
"Are you teaching me how to investigate, or am I teaching you?" Li Zimu raised his head with a half-smile. "Or should I just hand over my title of King Anle to you?"
He was naturally handsome, having disguised himself as a woman for so long in the Cloud Sleeve Gang without anyone noticing.
Now back in male attire, his demeanor remained unchanged; when he smiled, his innate charm made people's hearts race.
Fang Constable immediately chose to leave. He suddenly felt it necessary to inform Zhan Feiyang; it seemed that King Anle was deliberately stalling for time and had no intention of solving the case!
"Hey, wait!"
Fang Constable turned back with a wary expression. "What is it?"
"Help me brew a cup of tea, using the kind from my room, the Cloud Mist Orchid Fragrance! Don't you dare use your own tea leaves; that stuff isn't even real tea."
"Yes!" Fang Constable's face fell. When did he, a dignified constable, end up serving tea?
"Brother Feiyang? What are you thinking about?"
Yi Yi leaned against the wall, hugging her knees as she looked at the serious expression on Zhan Feiyang's face. "You can't really believe Brother Fang's words, can you? Sure, King Anle may be a bit frivolous, but he shouldn't be so reckless. Besides, I really don't have anything going on with him. Brother Fang is exaggerating when he says it's personal revenge; you wouldn't believe that, would you?"
Zhan Feiyang turned to her, noticing her anxious expression, and couldn't help but chuckle. "I wasn't really inclined to believe it, but hearing you defend him so nervously makes me start to think otherwise. After all, you two were inseparable back then—like two peas in a pod..."
"You... back then, I didn't see him as anything more than a woman! And ever since I found out he lied to me, I haven't given him a good look at all. You can't possibly be jealous over this, can you?"
"Speaking of jealousy, Yi Yi, you really should reflect on this: when you were cooking those meals for Xie Keyou, was there anyone else in the kitchen?"
"Yes! The meals at the county office were all made by Ms. Chen! She helped me chop the vegetables."
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