Tai Sui lay bored on the couch, and after a while, he made a sound of heart.

Liu Suifeng had no choice but to look at him: "Go and go out and talk."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out the door. Kaiyang and Yaoguang didn't think much about it and followed him out.

When he arrived in the yard, Kaiyang asked Liu Suifeng: "Did you bring the weapon?"

Liu Suifeng took out an iron nail from his arms and handed it to Kaiyang: "The three iron nails pulled out of Yang Daqi's head should be sealed as evidence and are inconvenient to carry. I made a few imitation and tried to find inspiration to solve the case."

Kaiyang and Yaoguang both took one from Liu Suifeng's hand and played with it.

Liu Suifeng held three nails in his hand and threw them into the trunk ahead.

Three nails were nailed into half of the trunk in a font shape, and the three of them walked over to observe.

Yao Guang: "Three iron nails almost penetrated into Yang Daqi's skull, with full force."

Kaiyang frowned and looked at it carefully: "The skull is harder than this tree trunk, and you penetrated the tree trunk with iron nails, and it was only halfway through, and the strength was far less than the murderer."

Yao Guang focused heavily: "It seems that this assassin has extremely high martial arts skills."

Liu Suifeng was a little dissatisfied: "Is my martial arts very bad? I believe there are people who are more skilled than me. There are people outside of people, but this iron nail is not heavy. It must be shot into the skull with great force. Even if someone who is twice as good as me in martial arts, it may not be possible."

Kaiyang's eyes slowly lit up and he said happily: "What if... this iron nail was not shot out with human hands, but with the power of a mechanical scattering?"

Liu Suifeng and Yaoguang said in unison: "The power of the mechanical scoop?"

Kaiyang smiled: "A gentleman is not a different nature, but a good person is good at using things!"

In the study, Tai Sui yawned and woke up.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up and saw that there was no one around him.

He got out of bed in surprise, walked around the study and went to the outside room, looked outside, and happened to hear Kaiyang say: A gentleman is not a different nature, but a good person is good at things!

He frowned and thought for a while, turned around and finally turned his eyes to the dazzling collections on the ancient shelf in the corner.

He walked over, pulled up an eighteen arhats and played with them, and slammed them a few times in his hand. Looking at the pins on the Bo Gu shelf, he shook his head and laughed: "Yang Daqi attaches great importance to the gifts given to him by Dajiang Yan. It is not porcelain, so he needs to fix them!"

After fiddling with him for a while, he was about to put Mu Luohan back, but at this moment, Tai Sui suddenly stopped again, and was bumped into his hands again, and a strange look slowly appeared on his face.

After looking down, Tai Sui suddenly turned his head and shouted to the outside: "Hey, come here quickly, there is something strange here!"

...

The floors on the warehouse desks were covered with books. Yan Shiwei and Bao Zheng looked through the books with tired expressions, occasionally writing and painting on paper.

Zhan Zhao sat at the door holding the sword, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating.

Suddenly, with a bang, Zhan Zhao immediately became alert. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Shiwei slamming the table like crazy: "I found it, found it, I finally found his loophole! Haha, I, Yan, have worked in the Duzhi Department all my life, and rely on his skills to tamper with the accounts and hide it from my eyes. How could it be possible?"

Zhan Zhao sat upright.

Bao Zheng quickly walked to Yan Shiwei and asked excitedly: "Brother Yan, have you found a flaw?"

Yan Shiwei nodded excitedly and handed the account book to him for writing and painting: "Look, these accounts are very different. They should have spent 5,000 taels, but in fact they spent 5,000 taels. This sum alone would have cost 45,000 taels of silver. And here, you see..."

He excitedly pointed out the mistakes in the account to Bao Zheng, and finally said: "With these, we can prove that Yang Daqi has tampered with these accounts."

Bao Zheng took the account book and looked at it carefully, nodded slowly, and then his eyes slowly turned downwards, staring at the name of the person marked at the bottom: "Who are these people with the signatures below?"

He came over and glanced casually, and Yan Shiwei said angrily: "Who else can you? They are all the people responsible for reviewing these accounts."

When Bao Zheng saw several obscene people, his first name was Yan Zheng.

Bao Zheng whispered in surprise: "Yanzheng?"

Yan Shiwei nodded: "Yan is going to be a master craftsman, and all constructions must be followed by his hands."

Bao Zheng nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to himself: "Why has he never mentioned these? They had seen them on the day Yang Daqi died. And Yan Zheng had already retired and returned home, among which..."

Bao Zheng was thinking when a smog suddenly floated. Bao Zheng and Yan Shiwei and Zhan Zhao turned their heads and looked at each other.

Fires have already erupted from the shelves of the books at the end of the account office.

Bao Zheng said in surprise: "Someone is setting fire?"

Zhan Zhao jumped over.

Bao Zheng and Yan Shiwei also ran over. Bao Zheng had just run a few steps, but stopped again, quickly turned around and rushed to the desk, took off his outer robe and put it on the floor, swept the account book that had just been found onto his clothes, and put them all in his arms.

Yan Shiwei also took off his coat and swung it in his hand and slapped the flames.

Bao Zheng was wearing a middle-clothed shirt, his coat tied with an account book on his body, like a baggage. He rushed to the corner of the wall, where there was a pile of sand. Bao Zheng picked up the wooden shovel placed against the wall, shoveled up the sand and raised it on the fire.

The fire was gradually controlled by the two of them, and both of them were soaked in smoke.

At this time, Zhan Zhao brought a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face to throw him at Bao Zheng's feet.

The arsonist was so scared that he kowtowed repeatedly in front of Bao Zheng: "Sir, please spare me, please spare me!"

Bao Zheng looked at this person and asked seriously: "Who instructed you to set fire?"

The arsonist begged for mercy repeatedly: "The villain is wronged. I am just a servant here, patrolling outside, and there is no arson."

Zhan Zhao scolded: "Nonsense! You want to escape sneakily, but you resisted as soon as you see me. It would be strange if you don't have any ghosts in your heart!"

Zhan Zhao raised the sheathed sword and was stopped by Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng shook his head: "There is no need to be torture. What this person knows must be limited, so let's arrest him. We have to go to Yanzheng immediately. If it is too late, he may run away."

Yan Shiwei looked surprised: "Grand craftsman Qing Yanzheng? Could it be that he is Yan Shiwei's accomplice?"

Bao Zheng turned to Yan Shiwei: "Zhan Zhao and I went to Yan Mansion first. Lord Yan, you should immediately go to see the envoy of the three officials, Kou Zhun, and report everything truthfully. Yan Zheng's official position is not low, and we will not be able to arrest anyone without Lord Kou's permission."

Yan Shiwei was both surprised and frightened, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll go now."
Chapter completed!