"Hurry up and bring the relevant people!" Fu Mingrui was already extremely upset. Sure enough, the beauty was poisonous, and his subordinates were so fascinated by Yu Sanniang next door that they forgot their duties.

The catcher of the eight gates also blushed, and hurried to bring him away.

After a while, all the maids and servants were brought, and they knelt down in the courtyard.

Yu Sanniang leaned against the stone table and continued to watch the play. When she arrived, the servants of the Ma family had warmly brought her refreshments, which was not Ma Guanqun's order.

Duanmu Qingchen returned to Yu Sanniang's side again, took a sip of tea, "Why don't you do anything? Is that Lian Youyou doing it?"

Yu Sanniang picked up the teapot softly and poured Duanmu Qingchen a cup of tea: "Didn't I make this?" Yu Sanniang swept across the table full of refreshments and smiled sweetly.

Duanmu Qingchen smiled, and couldn't help sighing: "A beautiful smile, it's so beautiful."

Yu Sanniang glanced at him lightly, and looked at Lian Youyou who walked out of the house leisurely. She could recite this man's sweet words by heart.

Fu Mingrui looked at the maid who was kneeling at the forefront with a dark face: "Tell me about what happened in the morning again!"

The servant girl turned pale with fright at Fu Mingrui's stern drink, and once again explained the disappearance of the young master Huadie in detail.

Fu Mingrui took off the lid of the teapot and faced the maid: "Is it this kind of butterfly?"

The servant girl immediately screamed in fright: "Ah—it's this kind of butterfly! Ah—" The servant girl backed away again and again, as if she had seen a ghost. The other servants were also afraid to stay away.

Ma Guanqun didn't see it clearly before, so he immediately came up to take a closer look.

"Son! It's my son!" Huang Yue'e quickly hugged the teapot and covered it. If her son turns into a butterfly, then the butterfly is a part of her son.

"Don't worry~~ There's still a bed inside~~~" Lianyou swayed out and pointed to the room.

Those who saw the butterfly before were frightened.

"and also!"

"It's scary!"

Only Huang Yue'e heard it, and immediately yelled: "Close the door quickly! Seal all the windows!"

Those servants who didn't need to ask questions wanted to enter the house, but they were immediately stopped by the police: "No, that's the scene, so many people entering now will destroy the scene and affect the adults' handling of the case."

"Then close the door, let's close the head office." Huang Yue'e hurried to the door, closed the door, glanced at Lian Youyou, who had a relaxed expression, and felt suspicious. Why are the mages used by the royal family all girls? Aren't they generally monks and Taoists? Is it reliable?

Lian Youyou stood in front of the door and scanned everyone: "Who sent your young master back last night?"

"I, we..." Several servants climbed out.

Fu Mingrui followed closely: "Where did your son come back from?"

"Return, report back to your lord, come back from Saixiang Pavilion."

"Saixiange?" Fu Mingrui continued to ask, fearing that he was one step behind Lian Youyou, "Did he say he was unwell? What did he say? What did he do?"

Lian Youyou leaned aside, folded her arms around her chest and watched Fu Mingrui examine the servants. From Fu Mingrui's expression, she could already see a look of boredom. It seemed that Fu Mingrui was in a hurry and didn't want to lose to a woman like her.

"Young master was so drunk that he couldn't wake up, and he kept singing a ditty..."

"What ditty?" Fu Mingrui's pressing question began to be aggressive.

The servants glanced at each other, recalled together, and spelled out one by one.

"Beauty~~Beauty~~You captivate me..."

Duanmu Qingchen, who was eating cakes, was stunned. This case is actually related to a beauty!

"...Your body is graceful, and my heart is beating wildly. When will you let me taste your honey~~~pick your heart~~"

The maid who bathed Ma Yun also confirmed again: "That's right, the young master was humming this song when he was taking a bath, and kissed us..." The maid blushed and said, "The young master also said, beauty, you want my life... something... "

Duanmu Qingchen's peach-blossom eyes widened immediately, and it turned out that the beauty was poisonous, and Ma Yun was poisoned to death. Involuntarily, he glanced secretly at Yu Sanniang, but if it was such a beauty, no man would be willing to die under her skirt.

After hearing everyone's confessions, Fu Mingrui saw that he couldn't ask any more questions, so he immediately raised his hand: "Let's go! Go to Saixian Pavilion!"

Lian Youyou hurriedly followed: "Hey, Fu Mingrui, what are you doing so fast? Afraid you'll lose to me?" Lian Youyou followed Fu Mingrui closely, teasingly looking at him.

Fu Mingrui continued to move forward without saying anything.

"Dryness is a big taboo in case investigation~~~" Lian Youyou said leisurely.

Fu Mingrui was taken aback and stopped walking.

Lian Youyou looked at him sideways: "Have you ever wondered why the butterflies from the southern border appeared in the capital?"

Fu Mingrui heard a "hum!" in his head, and finally realized that he didn't know when he became impatient.

He quickly calmed down, walked forward slowly, and organized his thoughts step by step. He shouldn't be affected by this gamble, by a woman. He quickly adjusted his mentality and began to sort out the known clues in his mind. The biggest doubt now is: Where is Ma Yun's body? Why did the butterflies from southern Xinjiang come to the capital?

Around the Qian Dynasty, the East Sea and Xisha in the southern border and northern regions. Southern Xinjiang is the territory of the Qian Dynasty, but it is extremely far away, and few people come to it. According to legend, there are only dense jungles and local indigenous people there, which is very mysterious.

The butterflies in southern Xinjiang would not normally appear in the capital, and the capital city in southern Xinjiang is thousands of miles away. If the butterflies themselves, they would not be able to fly that far. Unless someone brought it.

Then, who is this person who brought the corpse-eating butterflies from southern Xinjiang to Beijing?

He finally calmed down slowly, but he was surprised that his usual calm state of mind would be disturbed by a woman. Could it be that he was really arrogant, as Na Lian Youyou said, but he really cared about the title of detective?

"That woman's name is Lian Youyou. I've checked it out for you." Suddenly, Duanmu Qingchen came to his side at some point, hooked his neck, and said thieves, "Don't say brother, I didn't I've helped you, San Niang will be mine, and Lian Youyou will be yours." Duanmu Qingchen patted his chest, smiling ambiguously.

Fu Mingrui lowered his face: "You're handling a case, can you be more serious! Where are the two women?" Fu Mingrui immediately looked forward, and he didn't pay attention to their movements when he was sorting out his thoughts. At this time, it turned out that he had reached the gate.

"No." Duanmu Qingchen pointed at the door, Lian Youyou and Yu Sanniang were about to get into the carriage. After Duanmu Qingchen finished pointing, he patted Fu Mingrui's chest again, "I'm going to find my Sanniang, you can do what you want~~"

Fu Mingrui still didn't understand what he meant, but Duanmu Qingchen had already run over, it was to rub the carriage!

Fu Mingrui sighed helplessly in his heart, he said earlier that he wanted to avoid suspicion with the prince, so why worry now? Looking at it, he also knew who Duanmu Qingchen would favor.

"Master Fu—Master Fu—" Ma Guanqun chased after him, "Take me with you, I want to find my son!" Ma Guanqun was worried.

Fu Mingrui didn't speak, and quickly winked at the eight-door policeman who came out, and ran down the high steps of the Shangshu Mansion, still looking in the direction of Lian Youyou's carriage.