Jiang Yueyang gave her a reassuring look, "Don't worry, since I've already promised you, I won't go back on my word. So, you go back first, and I'll send someone to notify you if there's any news."
"I won't go back." The old woman shook her head vigorously. "Sir, can you start the investigation now? If you delay any further, my grandson will have to be buried..."
Jiang Yueyang's eyes lit up, "You didn't bury the dead?"
"My grandson was murdered..." The old woman covered her face and cried, "I know that you officials have to inspect the body and the scene when investigating a case. I have protected them well."
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang said without even thinking: "Take me to your house right away."
"Okay, okay." The old woman responded quickly, with a long-lost smile on the corner of her mouth.
This was the only hope she had felt in the past few days.
[Host.] The system suddenly spoke, [Do you want me to help you? I...]
[Not for the time being.] Jiang Yueyang refused, [I can't always rely on you, and the Supervisory Department can't always rely on me. I have to let them solve the case themselves. Otherwise, when I die, won't the Supervisory Department be disbanded on the spot?]
System: [……] The host is so childish that she doesn’t even spare herself.
Lord Ke and the officials from the Supervisory Department present also thought so. Only the old woman urgently wanted the system to help her.
But she couldn't say anything and could only worry.
Afterwards, Jiang Yueyang took Jiang Xun and Wen Jinnian, as well as Bai Ze and two clerks, and followed the old woman to the crime scene.
On the way, they met Prince Yan, who was returning to the Supervisory Office after getting the files from the Dali Temple.
"Where are you going?"
Jiang Yueyang reached out and took the file from his hand, "We are going to the crime scene, you can come with us."
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