The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

Since taking on the task that day, Qiu Yunfei has been leading a group of patrols in the Shanxi Lane area day and night to track down clues.

But for several days, there was no news at all. His initial enthusiasm had already been wilted by the scorching heat of June.

In fact, the scorching heat didn’t matter, it was mainly because he was looking for a needle in a haystack, with no wind or grass stirring all day when investigating the crime scene. With the situation where there was always a sense of excitement, it was different.

If it weren't for boasting in front of Sun Shaozong that he would have found clues, he probably would have left this matter to Zhao Wuwei.

However, this afternoon, Qiu Yunfei had been busy for most of the day in vain and was walking weakly on the street. Suddenly, he saw a person in front of him stop and recoil, taking a few steps back. Suddenly, he turned around and ran towards the way he came from.

Qiu Yunfei looked around and found that there was no one else nearby except himself and a few patrolmen under his command.

Something was wrong.

There must be a problem with this guy!

Otherwise, how could he start to run when he saw an official?

Thinking of this, Qiu Yunfei suddenly felt refreshed and thought to himself, even if it had nothing to do with the case he wanted to investigate, if he could catch a thief or something, it would be considered that he didn't come out in vain today!

So he shouted and chased after him.

“Stop! That guy in front; I’m talking about you! Stop now!”

The man trembled a few times when he heard Qiu Yunfei's roar, but he obediently stopped.

Qiu Yunfei took a few steps to approach and looked up and down at the person, only to find that he was a disabled person with missing arms, but he was dressed very well, clearly not a person lacking money.

Because during the first investigation ever in his life, the murderer was an extremely vicious one-armed man, Qiu Yunfei not only showed no mercy towards this person but also raised his broomstick eyebrow and asked in a foul voice, "What are you doing? Why did you run away when you saw an official?”

He saw the one-armed man nodding and bowing with a smile and saying, "Many noble people in the government forget things; I'm afraid you won't remember me. I’m Jia Yun from Rongguo Mansion. When I was in Shuiyue Temple, the government even saved my life.”

“Jia Yun?”

Qiu Yunfei twirled a few times in his mind, vaguely giving him a faint impression, but he still scolded, "Even if it's from Rongguo Mansion, what's the matter? You Rongguo Mansion also had bad people before! Tell me, what were you sneaking up on just now?”

“Hmm…”

Jia Yun hesitated momentarily and saw that Qiu Yunfei was about to command his subordinates to take him down. He quickly pointed not far ahead and smiled awkwardly. "I originally wanted to sit in that ”Xinyue Pavilion,” but unfortunately I ran into you guys of the government office. I was afraid of being recognized by the government, so I turned and ran away.”

“Xinyue Pavilion?

Qiu Yunfei followed his expectations and immediately felt disgusted, as if he had eaten a fly. He spat fiercely and cursed, "Has the Rongguo Mansion broken the Feng Shui? The Rongguo Mansion can be considered a General rank; how could it have given birth to a bunch of dead rabbits like you?!”

As he spoke, he impatiently waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and get lost.”

It turned out that the sign of Xinyue Pavilion still had the monogram ”Female image acted by young male” printed on it, and it specifically referred to male prostitutes. Obviously, this was a brothel that managed male pet businesses!

Although in today's culture, male prostitute restaurants were not taboo, running to this place for leisure in the daytime and even meeting ”acquaintances” was naturally awkward.

Although Qiu Yunfei ordered Jia Yun to get out of the house quickly, he didn’t relax his guard. Instead, he stood still and watched Jia Yun enter the door of Xinyue Pavilion. He then cursed a few times and led his subordinates on their way.

“Lord Qiu.”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps forward, he was stopped by someone head-on.

Qiu Yunfei stopped and looked up and down at the newcomer. He had a delicate face and was wearing a navy blue long shirt. He seemed familiar to him, but couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

“You are…”

The person quickly bowed and smiled, "I'm Hong Jiu! The one during the Xu-Shi murder case, the one you personally questioned.”

“Hong Jiu?”

Wasn’t that the beggar who was unlucky enough to be appointed as the Security Chief in advance?

Qiu Yunfei couldn't help but look up and down at Hong Jiu a few more times and exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to clean up and put on a new outfit. You look more human-like now.”

Hong Jiu smiled and said, "It's all thanks to the blessings of the Lord. If it weren't for the Lord, you wouldn’t have brought me back for questioning. Then, how could I have been today?”

Although his words were clever, Qiu Yunfei had been flattered a lot by the others. How could he care about the flattery of a Beggar's Leader? After hearing a few words, he became somewhat impatient and lazily asked, "Why did you stop me today to talk about this nonsense?”

Hong Jiu was the best at observing his words and expressions. As soon as he saw a hint of impatience between his eyebrows and eyes, he hurriedly said, "If there's nothing wrong, I wouldn't dare disturb you in handling the case. It was just that a beggar under my command had found some clues related to Xu-Shi’s murder case. I also heard that the Lord has been investigating this case, so I'm here to report.”

It turned out that after Hong Jiu had subdued Deaf Boss and his group, he invited officials to help him establish his authority twice. Soon, he established a name in Shanxi Lane, and beggars of all sizes didn’t dare to refuse.

However, he always remembered Sun Shaozong's explanation, fearing that if he couldn’t achieve much in the past month, Lord Sun would beat him back to his original form.

Therefore, he decided to help the government do something important to demonstrate his abilities and value.

And when it came to big things, what else could be bigger than the Xu-Shi’s murder case recently?

On the other hand, Hong Jiu had a somewhat inexplicable admiration for Xu-Shi. Therefore, while Qiu Yunfei was wandering the streets these days, he was also pursuing the beggars under his command like a net.

But when Qiu Yunfei heard that he had found a clue, he was overjoyed. He grabbed Hong Jiu's collar and said urgently, "Is it really a clue to Xu-Shi's murder case? What kind of clues are there?”

“I found out that the dead Song Changgeng was highly likely someone else impersonating him.”

Shh~

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yunfei was like a deflated ball, pushing Hong Jiu aside and wiping his hands on the official clothes of the Yamen attendant behind him. He disdainfully said, "This matter has already been investigated by our Lord; do we still need you to talk about it?”

“My Lord, listen to me.”

Hong Jiu almost sat down on the ground, but he still tilted his shoulders and flattered, "I have found out that the person who pretended to be Song Changgeng is named Wen Shijie. He was originally from Hebei and only drifted to the Capital due to last year's flood. He also has a sister named Wen Shishi.”

Did he still have a sister?

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yunfei couldn't help but be overjoyed and hurriedly urged, "Where is this Wen Shishi? Quickly take me to find her.”

Seeing that Lord Qiu was an impatient person, Hong Jiu naturally didn’t dare to neglect him and hurriedly led Qiu Yunfei away.

When Jia Yun entered the Xinyue Pavilion, he immediately saw the ink-dripping "Song of Yilin" on the wall.

How late is the evening, and the boat flows in the middle?

*What day is it today, to sail with the Prince.”

Shame is good, do not criticize shame.

Feeling restless the more I learned about the Prince.

There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees. The heart is pleasing to you, but you don't know.

Under this painting, two men are standing separately, one of whom bared his upper body, revealing strong bronze-colored muscles. The other has beautiful eyebrows and fair skin, almost like a woman wearing men's clothing.

Jia Yun's gaze paused slightly on the handsome man, and he leaned forward with the wind like a willow, delicately blessed. He exclaimed in a crisp voice, "This ”Song of Yilin” was originally a story about two men who hated each other for meeting too late, but was often used to seduce a happy woman. Isn't that ridiculous, sir?”

Jia Yun carefully observed and saw that although he had an Adam's apple, there was no stubble on his face, and his voice was also magnetic. If he didn't listen carefully, he would be no different from a woman. He couldn't help but secretly say that he had indeed found the right place.

His face had no expression, and he asked with a smile on his face, "Aren't you going to explain this to every person who enters the door?”

The fake nanny covered her mouth and chuckled a few times before whispering in Jia Yun's ear, "I'm joking. If I encounter a rude person who turns a blind eye to this "Song of Yilin” after entering the door, I'm not interested in spending too much time with him.”

If he were to show this action to those ”heroes” who welcome men, it would be a gift of color and soul.

Although Jia Yun came here, he was truly a pure man inside. For a moment, he only had goosebumps all over his body, but he didn’t dare to show any flaws. He only forced a smile and said, "But I don't know who can be the master here?”

It was just that—how could he conceal the countless fake nannies who read men, despite his forced smile?

Immediately, suspicion arose, and he stepped back and said, "Isn't it that you're here for fun?”

As soon as this was said, a muscular man quickly rushed over.

“Don't misunderstand.”

Jia Yun hurriedly explained, "I came this time to learn something from your brothel.”

The fake Nanny picked the orchid finger and joked, "Is there someone who came to our place and didn’t come for the top 1?”

“I... I didn't mean that…”

Jia Yun was embarrassed and scratched his cheeks, saying, "In fact, my family has two young servants who were ”beautiful.” However, they have grown a lot of beard recently and even hooked up with my concubine. It's disappointing.”

“I heard that your place has a way of making people's beards fall off, and even that ”object” can no longer cause trouble, so I came here specifically to request this method to go back and use it on my two young servants.”

“So that's what happened.”

The fake nanny felt relieved after hearing this. There were indeed many people in this world who were unwilling to share their male pets with others, so they only used their family servants to make a fuss.

But how could those ordinary servants compare to the fake nannies specially trained in the ”Male Prostitute House?”

Over time, there would inevitably be problems like this and that.

It was just that…

The fake nanny raised ”her” orchid finger again, covering her mouth and laughing, "Sir, you are a good playmaker, but this method is what we rely on to eat in the Capital. If you learn it, how can we...”

Halfway through, Jia Yun took out a full twenty taels of silver ingot from his arms and tossed it back and forth in power.

The fake nanny’s eyes immediately widened and ”she” quickly changed ”her” tone. "Although it's what we rely on to eat, how can we refuse if you are so sincere, sir?”

As he spoke, he gave a signal to the muscular man.

The muscular man immediately turned around and went back, not long after, folding back with two small porcelain bottles.

“Sir.”

The fake nanny snatched it and held it in front of Jia Yun as if offering a treasure. "Feed them one pill a day and eat it for two months. I guarantee they will be even more girlish than women.”

Jia Yun reached out to take it, but the fake nanny shrank back, ”her” gaze fixed on the silver ingot.

“Here.”

Jia Yun simply threw the silver ingot to the muscular man on the side and reached out to pick it up. This time, the fake nanny was so happy that ”she” stuffed it directly into his hand, frowned, and said, "After taking this medicine, if you can drink a few cups, the medicine will work even faster.”

Jia Yun quickly pursued, "If it were mixed in the food, wouldn't it be ineffective?”

“You can rest assured, not to mention mixing in the food. Even if it’s cooked in a pot, the effect is only strong and not weak.”

Upon hearing this, Jia Yun's face finally burst into a satisfied smile, but amidst that smile, there was a hint of chilling gloom!