Pei Tan lowered his eyes and walked forward.

  Lin Jingjing stumbled along behind him, her panicked face hidden from view, and indeed she didn't attract any attention all the way.

  When they arrived at the morgue, only County Pei's cold eyes glanced at something behind Pei Tan's back.

  Who is this woman who deliberately dresses like Jing Yuanyuan?

  When the door in front opened, Lin Jingjing heard the sound and finally raised her head trembling: "Where is this?"

  The dimness in front of her, the heavy and dull atmosphere around her, and the pungent smell of blood in the air made her vision blur repeatedly.

  Pei Tan walked up to the autopsy table, where a extinguished oil lamp was placed. He took out a tinder from his sleeve, gently rubbed it bright and lit the lamp.

  It was then that he turned around and looked at Lin Jingjing: "This is the autopsy room of the Dalisi Temple."

  Under the candlelight, this small space was lit up, and on the autopsy table, a somberly shrouded body covered with white cloth.

  Lin Jingjing's body shook violently, as if she was about to collapse the next moment. A pale face quickly appeared with tears, and her eyes still had a burst of uncontrollable horror.

  "Pei Dan said faintly: 'Pei County, go and close all the doors and windows.'"

  Pei County immediately glanced over and quietly retreated.

  Lin Jingjing was sprawled on the ground. Pei Tan held up an oil lamp and helped her up by the arm.

  "Lin Girl."

  Lin Jingjing's entire body was icy cold, not like a person with flesh and blood. She suddenly broke free from Pei Tan, trembling as she crawled towards the autopsy table.

  "I had long sworn that even if he died, I would personally collect his body." Lin Jingjing knelt beside the covered corpse, her eyes slightly warm.

  "Pei Tan fell silent for a long time, 'Pei Xian, go bring the corpse over.'"

  Pei County walked slowly past Lin Jingjing's side and came to the only window in the morgue.

  He kicked open a movable brick at the bottom of the window, and the brick fell with a crash, revealing an inner partition.

  In Lin Jingjing's astonished gaze, Pei Xian suddenly stretched out his hand and flashed into the isolation layer, violently pulling out something and throwing it onto the floor of the autopsy room.

  The most dangerous place is also the safest place, and this is the best place to hide a destroyed corpse.

  On the ground was a corpse wrapped in a grass mat, with a body size similar to that on the autopsy table.

  "Lin Jingjing," Pei Tan said in a low voice, "open it and take a look, this is the person that the official wants you to meet."

  Lin Jingjing's hands trembled as she lifted the grass mat, revealing a corpse with an unrecognizable face. Her extremely pale fingers grasped the corpse's hand, which was charred black, exactly where Zong Chuke and others had deliberately damaged it.

  Her eyes were bloodshot at just one glance.

  These hands once made her sleeves fragrant with ink, and at night when she grasped the brush to write quickly, they revealed a protruding finger bone.

  Lin Jingjing fell to the ground as if she had fainted, and Pei Tan was about to act when he saw her gently touch her forehead to the ground: "Please, sir, avenge Fan Lang's death."

  Pei Tan's footsteps stopped abruptly in front of him. He looked at Lin Jingjing for a long time: "Are you sure this corpse is Fan Wenjun?"

  Lin Jingjing's eyes had already been blurred by tears: "I'm willing to stake my head as guarantee."

  Even if she were reduced to ashes, she would still recognize her Fan Lang.

  Pei Tan reached out and helped her up, and this woman was like a thin sheet of paper, from head to toe, weak and limp.

  On the side, Pei County came into contact with Gongzi's line of sight, lowered his head and rewrapped Fan Wenjun's body, putting it back in that dark layer. Just as he was about to fill up the bricks at the corner of the wall, "Sir, I have an unreasonable request," Lin Jingjing suddenly said in a low voice.

  Pei Tan looked at her: "You say."

  Lin Jing's eyes flickered: "Can we let Min Girl and Fan Lang be alone for a while?"

  Pei Tan's eyes moved slightly, but saw Lin Jingjing kowtowing again, "This is the last request of the people, and after that, the people are willing to be at the disposal of the adults."

  After a while, Pei Tan glanced at Pei Xian and they slowly walked towards the door.

  Lin Jingjing knelt on the ground: "Thank you, sir, for your kindness."

  The door was gently closed, and in the narrow and dimly lit autopsy room, there was only Lin Jingjing's breathing sound.

  …

  About half a time later, Lin Jingjing walked out of the autopsy room with a pale face. She lowered her head and followed Pei Tan back to the study, then entered the bedroom through the secret passage.

  Jing Wan'er immediately got up from bed. She had wanted to ask, but when she saw Lin Jingjing's face, she knew that there was no need to ask anything.

  "As long as I can avenge Fan Lang, I am willing to listen to any orders from you, sir." Lin Jingjing said, and suddenly knelt down.

  Jing Wan'er couldn't help but say: "As long as you cooperate with Master..."

  Lin Jing suddenly spoke in a cold and gloomy tone: "I know who killed Fan Lang."

  This sentence shocked not only Jing Wanyu, but also Jing Wanyu's expression changed slightly, and she immediately looked at Pei Tan.

  Pei Tan's eyes were equally deep and mysterious: "Lin Jingjing, do you know what you're saying?"

  Lin Jingjing was previously seriously injured and unconscious, and just woke up now, only to find that her beloved Fan Lang had died unjustly, and even his body was not intact. An ordinary person would have collapsed under such a blow.

  Lin Jing suddenly raised her head, and a determined look burst forth in the eyes of this previously weak woman: "I know, I am not confused. Now that I have been given back my life, I only want to clear Fan Lang's name."

  Jing Wan'er slowly walked towards Pei Tan and said in a low voice, "Sir, Lin Jingjing has encountered great changes. Perhaps there are things we don't know about."

  Dispatching so many killers to hunt down Lin Jingjing, thinking carefully about it, there's indeed something fishy going on.

  Lin Jingjing knocked her head on the ground several times, and when she was weak, she was supported by Jing Wanyan. She looked up at Jing Wanyan's gentle gaze, "Thank you, Miss Wanyan."

  Tears slowly flowed from Lin Jingjing's eyes, while Pei Tan and Jing Wanyan exchanged a glance in mid-air. "You can rest for now, I'll be here at the Dali Temple, ready to listen whenever you're ready."

  He said, and then turned around and left through the secret passage.

  Actually, Lin Jingjing is now desperate and heartbroken. Jing Wanyu is more suitable than Pei Tan in terms of identity and temperament. Moreover, without Pei Tan being here, tonight, Lin Jingjing will inevitably pour her heart out to Jing Wanyu.

  ——

  Jing Wan'er looked at Lin Jingjing's figure, which was just about to fall asleep. The corners of her eyes and face still had unshed tears. She twisted a towel and gently wiped her face clean.

  Both were outcasts of society, and Jing Wan'er didn't think she was much better than Lin Xiangxiang.

  After gazing silently at Lin Jingjing's sleeping figure for a long time, Jing Wanyan got up and opened the secret door.

  "Adults." She lowered her eyebrows and stood in front of Pei Tan, "This matter is probably not as simple as we thought."

  Pei Tan looked at her, Lin Xiang must have said something to Jing Wanyan, which made Jing Wanyan also look so serious.

  Jing Wan'er's expression was indeed unusual, and she said: "Sir, Lin Jingjing said that she had gone to the Wenxi Inn several times to tidy up the room for Fan Wengong. She said that Fan Wengong usually rarely socialized with people and spent most of his time reading books in his room."

  According to the innkeeper's disdain and neglect of Fan Wenjun, Fan Wenjun's loneliness and introversion can be understood.

  Jing Wan'er continued: "However, just before the 15th of this month, that is, a few days before Fan Wenjun's disappearance, Lin Jingjing found that Fan Wenjun returned very late one day and looked very worried. Lin Jingjing asked him what was wrong, but he refused to say. The most important thing is that from that day on, Fan Wenjun changed his usual gentle nature and began to drive Lin Jingjing away."

  A naturally kind and gentle bookworm suddenly undergoes a drastic change in temperament, even going so far as to use abusive language towards the woman he loves. If it were anyone else but Lin Jingjing, she would not be able to accept this behavior.

  "So Lin Jingjing did one thing, which was to pretend to leave the inn, but actually sneak back and just happened to see a strange man going to the inn to find Fan Wenjun. She said that when Fan Wenjun faced that man, her facial expression was fearful." Jin Yu'er spoke very cautiously and clearly, obviously carefully recounting Lin Jingjing's words.

  "Stranger?" Pei Tan asked faintly, "Did Lin Jingjing see this person's appearance?"

  Lin Jingjing said she knew who killed Fan Wenjun, could it be related to this stranger?

  Jing Wan'er's eyes were deep and mysterious. "She said that the man was wearing a hooded hat and dressed in luxurious clothes, which didn't match the low-end inn like Wenxi Inn at all. The man quickly entered Fan Wenjun's room, and Lin Jingjing waited for an entire morning downstairs without seeing the man reappear. She was afraid of arousing suspicion, so she left the inn."

  It's strange that Fan Wenjun is just a poor examinee, who would specially close the door and talk to him for an entire morning. The man Lin Jingjing mentioned was already suspiciously dressed in such luxurious attire, and on top of that, he even wore a veil, as if he was afraid of being recognized.

  Pei Tan seems to understand, why Jing Yuanyu said this matter is no longer simple.

  It seems that Fan Wenjun had experienced some unspeakable things before his death, things that he couldn't even tell Lin Jingjing, the woman he loved most. He even had to drive her away in order to protect her.

  Jing Wan'er said after a long time with a dim gaze: "She said that one day, she heard someone call out to the man, 'Liu Gongzi...'"

  Pei Tan's eyes lit up, Liu Gongzi?

  Those who can be called young masters must be the sons of noble families in Chang'an City, but what is the purpose of this "young master" who wears a hat to avoid being recognized and gets entangled with Fan Weng's poor son?

  Lin Jingjing said Fan Wenjun was afraid of this "Liu Gongzi", why would Fan Wenjun be afraid?

  Bai Tan had read Fan Wenjun's article, with its sharp and fearless words that did not flinch from the powerful. How could he be afraid of someone for no reason?

  Jing Waner lowered her eyes: "As for Lin Jingjing's side, that's all we can find out." The rest of the matter should have been thoroughly investigated by the Dalisi Temple, but Jing Waner felt a sense of powerlessness.

  She had told Lin Qingqing that no matter how deep the water was, Pei Tan would definitely investigate thoroughly and gave Lin Qingqing a false hope. Now, this hope seemed to be shattered by Jing Wanyan herself.

  Only knowing that a nameless, faceless person with an unknown surname of either Liu or Liu is in Chang'an, it's like finding a needle in the ocean. Even if the Temple of Great Wisdom and Pei Tan have the ability to communicate with heaven and earth, how can they find him?