Genius mathematician × Shirakiri black prison officer
Relying on the meager property left by his father, Si Yan managed to survive until he was admitted to the Quan Tong House and became a ninth-grade official. Although the salary was meager, he was able to make ends meet.
I just received my salary and bought some tissue paper and charcoal. On my way home, I witnessed a murder case. The man raised the knife and dropped it, no, it was his fan. The blood gradually fell three feet high, but he only complained in a low voice: "It's a pity this fan."
The most important thing is that because of the murderer's cold look, she was so frightened that she dropped most of the papyrus and charcoal in her hand. That was her monthly consumption, and she felt heartbroken while running.
She never thought that within two days, she would see the murderer in the public house. He was still wearing a blue official uniform. She recognized the pattern on the official uniform. He was a doctor in the Jing'an Division, fifth rank, six ranks higher than herself.
Lin Shu held Si Yan's "Odd Numbers Record" in his hand, with a smile on his face and a gentle voice: "Commander Shi, if there are any doubts about the private recording of accounts, according to the law, he will serve as a staff for thirty years, and he will be suspended for investigation."
Si Yan's legs were trembling a little, and his voice was slightly trembling: "I'm... I'm an official, I'm just... Just checking calculations..."
"He does have a good face, but he stutters." Lin Shu put away the book.
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"Commander Shi, can you do me a favor? In exchange, I will not let a third person see this booklet."
Si Yan swallowed, "Sir, are the papyrus and charcoal pencils reimbursed?"
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Intention: Everything is done from the heart
