In this situation, Lord Pei was still able to remain calm and think clearly, which made Jing Wanyu feel even more admiration for him.

  It's indeed worthy of being called a great person. Thinking about it, she turned her face and said: "But if we jump together, how do we grasp the timing?"

  Is it better to shout one, two, three, jump or find a more useful slogan?

  Pei Tan is now standing high, overlooking the small mountains. Fortunately, there's no one on this street, otherwise, Pei's appearance of standing barefoot on top of the wall would surely defeat all current hot topics and become the number one news in Chang'an City.

  Pei Tan took a deep breath and suddenly reached out his hand to grab the wrist of the girl beside him.

  The girl's body stiffened slightly for a moment.

  There was no one, two, three, nor any slogan. Pei Tan's hand exerted a slight force, and he said, "We jump."

  Jing Wan'er's body had already jumped down in a daze, and by the time she came to her senses again, she was rolling around with the haystack.

  The two of them both got up from the haystack in a sorry state, with grass dust all over their bodies, and what little dignity they had left was completely gone.

  Jing Wan'er lowered her head and patted her skirt, while Pei Tan jumped down from the haystack beside her, his eyes fixed on this courtyard.

  Jing Wan'er slowly walked up from behind him, her eyes fixed on this dilapidated courtyard.

  "There is a door in the backyard that leads to the main hall." Jing Yuanyu had already explored this hiding place earlier, she looked at Pei Tan and nodded.

  Jing Yuanner led the way and found the door to the backyard, which opened onto a vast empty hall with lingering wine fumes in the air.

  Just as Jing Wanyu was about to step inside, Pei Tan stopped her: "Try not to leave any footprints."

  The entire building is a crime scene, by rights, nothing should be left behind, not even a footprint or a single strand of hair.

  But the two of them had no choice but to make do for the time being in their search.

  Jing Yuanyu lingered by the door for a moment, then quickly lifted her foot and took off her dirty socks, throwing them to the side of the door.

  The girl lifted her skirt and raised her two delicate little feet, and stepped into the hall.

  Although the Tang Dynasty is open-minded, women are no longer as restricted as they were in previous dynasties. However, a daughter's bound feet remain a secret and cannot be easily revealed to others.

  "Sir, aren't you coming in?"

  The girl's calm and composed demeanor was as if she didn't think much of it at all.

  Pei Tan slowly bent down and took off his socks one by one. A moment later, he also walked in.

  Looking at Pei Tan who had finally walked in, Jing Wanyu first walked around the main hall and said: "Sir, do we go directly to the second floor or search this place first?"

  The third floor was the scene of the crime, and the hall was in disarray, with tables and chairs scattered all over. It can be imagined that when the deceased jumped from the third floor, the guests on the first floor must have rushed out in a hurry. The loss suffered by Zichaner couple is probably not just a bottle of wine.

  Bai Tangguang walked barefoot and felt the ground, as if there was a faint hint of moisture.

  Previously they came here with people to search, and now being alone in the wine building, the feeling is also completely different.

  Pei Tan walked up to a table and picked up the fallen chair.

  Jing Wan'er also came to the side, at that time this building's wine guests were full. The stairs were also in the most conspicuous place in the hall, and I saw the deceased go up to the third floor alone, fearing that there were countless pairs of eyes. It makes one wonder, if at that time someone had shown concern for the deceased, whether this world would have been short of a resentful soul who died with regret.

  Just then, Pei Tan's gaze was fixed on a table.

  The entire hall had no less than dozens of tables and chairs, and after a stir, it was even more chaotic. It was precisely because of this that the table stood out.

  Jing Wan'er was still searching for evidence when she saw Pei Tan walking towards the corner and couldn't help but call out: "Sir?"

  Bai Tan saw the table placed in the corner, with four chairs placed beside it, the four chairs were neatly arranged around the table.

  At first glance, this table and the chairs around it seem unused.

  Pei Tan took another glance around the entire hall and saw that there were probably four or five more tables and chairs like this one that had not been used.

  So it seems like there's nothing unusual about this table either.

  Jing Wan'er walked up to Pei Tan and took a glance before suddenly realizing, "The chair in front of the window was pushed back later by someone."

  A clear orbit can be seen on the ground.

  Someone had sat at this table before, but when he left, he put the chair back in its original position.

  Guests who indulge in drinking in a tavern, when did they ever care about etiquette?

  Jing Wan'er suddenly leaned close to the table and sniffed lightly twice.

  "There's no flavor at all, and he doesn't just sit here, but also hasn't even taken a sip of wine."

  What kind of person comes to a tavern and doesn't drink, just sitting idly in the corner doing nothing?

  Jing Wan'er couldn't help but look at Pei Tan: "What does sir think?"

  Who was sitting here before, no one knows anymore. Even among so many guests, whether anyone noticed this table is unknown. Even now that the two are standing in front of this table, all they can do is guess.

  "Go upstairs." Pei Tan said lightly.

  Wan'er followed behind, because they were barefoot, the two of them didn't walk very fast. The old wooden stairs had been trodden on by people thousands of times, and even with bare feet, they still made creaking sounds continuously.

  The two of them quietly stepped onto the third floor's low and dimly lit place, no wonder it would never attract any pleasure-seeking customers.

  Maybe it's really just the poor and downtrodden, the fallen and homeless people who come here.

  "The adults didn't believe that man jumped down by himself. At least, they thought this matter wasn't as simple as it seemed on the surface, right?" Jing Wanyu couldn't help but look at Pei Tan.

  "Even with a very simple case, sometimes things can be overlooked."

  No one says that a glance can see through everything, and there is no need to think deeply. On the contrary, some simple things have more complex reasons behind them.

  Especially in the Dali Temple, which is in charge of criminal cases all over the country.

  Being an official in the Imperial Court is like handling a delicate thread; any slight mistake or oversight can lead to an irreparable error.

  The third floor is still the same, with only one lonely table placed, and even the window is narrower than the one downstairs, but it's just enough for a person to jump down from the third floor.

  At this moment, the window was also closed.

  Pei Tan walked over and gently pushed open the window. Jing Wanyu was startled and couldn't stop him: "Sir..."

  Under the window, it was a crowded street with people coming and going, so it was easy for Pei Tan to be seen.

  Pei Tan stood by the window, he had done this before, and from this window's angle of view, he could see all the vendors coming and going on the street.

  Jing Wan'er still came forward with concern: "Sir, what if..."

  Before she could finish speaking, Pei Tan's gaze was already subtly looking into the distance: "Why worry, who else would care?"

  Jing Wan'er pursed her lips, and her gaze fell back onto the crowd downstairs.

  Everyone was rushing to and fro, their faces expressionless except for a numbness towards life. Occasionally, someone would lift their head and see Bai Tang and her by the window, but their eyes were also empty, and it was unclear if they had really recognized them.

  In such a situation, who would care about who others are or who the people upstairs are...

  Even if the Wishing Moon Pavilion was sealed by the government, no one would care. A wine house and oneself have nothing to do with each other, whether it is sealed or not, one's own mediocre life will not change.

  The best wine customers, however, have gone straight to another tavern that has just opened its doors.

  What an unfeeling yet realistic Chang'an this is.

  Pei Tan looked for a long time before leaving the window. It was clear that even if some of these numb citizens had seen the deceased in front of the window, they would only truly see him when his blood splattered onto the ground.

  Jing Wan'er quickly closed the window tightly, even if the common people wouldn't bother them, but what if the Jinwu guards patrolling the city saw that the wine tower, which had already been sealed off, suddenly had someone inside, and this person was none other than the dignified Da Li Temple Master himself...

  It's really unthinkable.

  "Do you know Wei Xiang? Why is he in such a hurry?" Pei Tan suddenly looked at the girl.

  The girl was also looking at him, and there was no sign of understanding in her eyes.

  "Because in three more days, it will be the officially appointed third place winner."

  Who can represent the glory of Datang?