Chapter 23 Life is fucking terrible

"You did it last night, right?"

In a word, it was like a thunder suddenly sounded in Zhonglin. Zhong Lin had to quickly make a panic and fear, and his voice trembled: "Official ... official ... but dare not talk nonsense, the small one is a good people!"

"Liangmin?"

The middle -aged charges were sharp and slammed the table.

"I know you, the artist who sells paintings next to the Ding Dinglou, sells three or two silver in a painting. In just one afternoon, I earn more than two silver silver. The street is taken care of by Qin Yong. Let you go this money tree, extort it with you, and you hate it again.

Zhong Lin revealed a quick crying expression: "Guanye, but dare not say that, I just came to this Heishan County to settle, and even Qin Yong didn't know, how could it be killed? And yesterday afternoon I returned home to home. I never went out again, and my neighbors could testify. "

"Dare to quibble, I think you don't see the coffin and don't cry. Come and take this to him. I don't believe it can't open your mouth."

With a scolding of middle -aged madage, the young man next to him slowly stood up.

At this moment, a madage ran away at the door, whispered a few words, and then the three of them showed joy and followed them quickly.

When I walked out, the middle -aged charges did not turn their heads and yelled at Zhong Lin: "You wait here first, without my instructions, not allowed to go out."

As the three left, there was only Zhong Lin himself in the whole house.

Zhong Lin's mind storm, Yamen couldn't know that he had killed the three Qin Yong, and said that it was definitely to deceive himself.

However, Zhong Lin suddenly thought of one thing. This era is not a society with a sound law in previous lives. Everything is about evidence. Sometimes it is common to bend a trick here. Not to mention here.

Zhong Lin lowered his head, and his eyes were uncertain, thinking about what to do next.

I can't run away. This is the county, not the wild, not to mention that the little stone is still at home.

"Well."

When Zhong Lin was panicked, there was a footsteps from the door, and the young man just now.

"Are you a painter?"

"Yes, what does Guanye ordered?" Zhong Lin hurriedly said.

"Come with me."

The youth service led Zhong Lin to walk directly towards the lobby of the county.

Zhong Lin also looked around in the process of walking. The lobby was wide. There were two rows of wooden stands on both sides, and the wooden sticks, gongs, treasure umbrellas, ceremonies, weapons, etc. were arranged neatly.

In the depths, there are lobby books, documents, signs, strokes, and Zhu Yanqi.

There are several people standing in the lobby, and among them, there are middle -aged munitions who have just cheated themselves, but everyone is mainly an old man sitting on the Tai Shi chair.

The old man was wearing official clothes and calmly, and his official spirit made people dare not watch more.

"I don't see the county captain." The young man reminded.

Zhong Lin didn't dare to neglect, and quickly bowed down: "Cao Min Zhong Lin, see the county captain."

The county captain is the county magistrate, mainly responsible for public security, inspection, arrest and other forms, and is second only to the county magistrate.

"Okay, paint!"

The county captain waved his hand and motioned Zhong Lin to quickly start.

That middle -aged chanting said, "Zhong Lin, Yamen gives you a chance to redeem the merit, and draws the appearance characteristics of the thief according to his description.

Zhong Lin took a sigh of relief. At this time, nothing could be done. The only thing that could be done was obedience.

Tobbing towards the pen and ink, which has been prepared next to him, and a person wearing a pharmacy apprentice began to introduce the appearance characteristics of the thief.

With the explanation of the other party, the image of the thief was quickly formed in Zhonglin's mind.

After Suban, Zhong Lin picked up the brush and started to paint, but a bearded image appeared on the paper surface of the fragrance. The eyes were full of fierce eyes, as if they had to come out of the painting at any time.

"It's him, it's him."

The pharmacy apprentices shouted at the people in the picture.

The four weeks of watching quickly, and the county captain was shocked to watch Zhong Lin's paintings.

The main reason is that Zhong Lin's three -dimensional painting skills are really shocking, vividly, like photos, as if they must come out of it at any time.

"Older, go to the sea to catch the official document! Don't let the thief run away."

"yes."

The middle -aged madage heard a ritual, took the portrait of Zhong Lin's just painted, and blown a breath to blow dry ink and turned away from the lobby.

"Your name ..."

"Little Zhong Lin."

"Zhong Lin?" The county captain nodded: "I see Zhong Gongzi, you can draw the skills of painting.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"I am willing, thank you, the captain of the county."

Zhong Lin agreed decisively, and was even more ecstatic in her heart. The solution was not here.

"Master of the county captain, just now the fast -catching official said that I was related to Qin Yong's death, I ..."

The county captain's doubt: "Who is Qin Yong?"

"Adults, Qin Yong is one of the deceaseds of the killing and killing case of yesterday's room."

There is a whispering explanation beside him.

"Just a green skin, let the black water gang people find it by themselves."

The county captain snorted, got up and left, left, leaving Zhong Lin, who was still aggressive.

"Brother Zhong, congratulations. We are all colleagues from now on. My name is Chi Yan. I am a few years older than you. Just call me Brother Yan from now on."

Chi Yan, the young yamen runner who had just led Zhong Lin in, greeted Zhong Lin with a smile on his face.

"Brother Yan, what did the county lieutenant mean just now? Am I okay?"

Zhong Lin asked carefully.

"Haha," Chi Yan laughed and patted Zhong Lin on the shoulder: "You are okay in the first place. It was just Lao Fang who tricked you just now. It's just a dead young man. The yamen is too lazy to care about the feuds between gangs. The inquiry is just a process. If you want to find the murderer, let the people of the Black Water Gang investigate it themselves."

Gan!

It really tricked me. I was almost scared out of my wits.

Thinking of the middle-aged yamen runner named Lao Fang just now, Zhong Lin had the idea of ​​piercing his heart with an arrow.

"Let's go, I'll take you to work."

As he spoke, Chi Yan put his arm around Zhong Lin's shoulders and walked towards the office.

The yamen has six clerks, and the office space is in the rooms on both sides of the lobby.

Chi Yan led Zhong Lin into one of them, and found an old clerk to enter his name and place of origin, and then gave him a badge.

When the two walked out, Zhong Lin's eyes were still a little confused. From the time he entered the county yamen to now, his mood was like a roller coaster. Who would have thought that he would end up as a yamen official.

This life is so funny.