In the face of Wuda's embarrassment, Cheng Jinlian behaved ordinarily, she is not a compassionate person, she has seen countless unjust dead people and ghosts in modern times, her soul has already become very powerful, for Li Dafu, it can be seen from his actions that he is a person, and he can't complain about others when he is assassinated, Cheng Jinlian just can't accept this way in her heart, especially at her own door, it doesn't matter if he dies, but what is left to his relatives is eternal pain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheng Jinlian returned to her room, secretly thinking about the clues she found at the scene, was it him? But what kind of enmity did he have with Li Dafu? I couldn't figure it out, and in the end Cheng Jinlian had to give up, anyway, it was not his responsibility.

For the first time today, Wuda did not continue to cook cakes, but went out, and as soon as it was dark, he walked out of the courtyard in a gray shirt and went south.

Seeing that the sky was already bright and Wu Da had not come back, Cheng Jinlian had to run to the kitchen and boil some rice porridge, her cooking skills were really bad, especially in this era of scarcity, that little bit of cooking skills became like chicken ribs, Cheng Jinlian was not picky, but in the face of this white porridge without any taste, it was really difficult to drink.

She wore a plain white dress today, and the clothes were all turned out of the box, it is estimated that Pan Jinlian's previous clothes were all packed and sent here, and the most valuable one is estimated to be the wedding dress, but it was stuffed at the bottom of the box by Cheng Jinlian, and it is estimated that she will not wear it again in this life.

The ancient hair bun was the most difficult to get, but Jin Lian still had a trick, and simply divided her hair into two strands, braided it, and hung it down on her chest, which also lined her face with innocence and beauty.

She doesn't want to go out today, pack up her valuable jewelry, put it together, in case something happens one day, she can also take it out in time as an exchange for money, this Qinghe County does not meet the ideal place to live in her heart, and when she finds a means to make a living, she will definitely leave here.

It's just that before she could think about what to do, a group of yacha rushed into the courtyard of the martial arts family.

"Who's the Pan Golden Lotus, come out quickly," shouted one of the stout yachas, who was in his forties with a full beard, and he and a few other men stood in the doorway, about to rush in.

As soon as Cheng Jinlian put the jewelry into a hidden place, she heard the noisy shouts outside, listening to the unkind tone, she walked out, saw the public in poor clothes, her eyebrows jumped, and she lightly opened her lips and said, "I am Pan's Jinlian, I don't know what you are doing with the eldest brother looking for the slave family?"

Her voice is like a yellow warbler out of the valley, crisp and pleasant, although the dress is simple, it is with a natural carving, clear water out of the dusty breath of hibiscus, and suddenly the tolerance of the present is stunned.

"Ahem," it was the bearded man who came to his senses first, and seeing that this woman saw that they didn't have a little timid attitude, he cleared his throat and continued, "You are Pan Jinlian, do you know that there was a murder in the back alley of Lao Tan Street?"

Cheng Jinlian glanced at him meaninglessly, but still said very calmly, "I know, I heard someone talking at the door this morning that the young master of the Li family was killed, I wonder if the eldest brother said about this matter?"

"Exactly," he looked at Cheng Jinlian with scrutinizing eyes, refusing to miss the slightest change in her face, but the result disappointed him, Cheng Jinlian was standing there, his attitude was not humble or silent, and his eyes did not dodge in the slightest.

"Pan Jinlian, why did you appear at the scene of the crime this morning?" asked the bearded man, his eyes were very forced, although the woman in front of him looked delicate and weak, but he couldn't let go of the slightest clue.

Cheng Jinlian was not surprised that he would ask such a question, because at the scene, there were too many people who saw her, and it was not strange that she could be recognized, but why did these officials come to look for her, do they suspect that she is related to the murder?

"I should be the only one there, right?" Cheng Jinlian asked cautiously.

"Hmph, answer my question first," the bearded man hated people asking him the most, especially the one in front of him, who was most likely the murderer.

Cheng Jinlian glanced at the other officials, and saw the sympathy and pity in their eyes, and her face immediately turned into a weak look, "Brother Cha, the slave family couldn't sleep last night, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he heard someone shouting 'murder', and the slave family thought that someone was calling for help, so he didn't care about anything else, so he followed the voice and walked over, and saw, "Before he finished speaking, he looked frightened, and that weak appearance suddenly attracted the unbearable of several men present."

"Big brother, I think this little lady may have just been curious to go over to see it, you look at her weak appearance, how could it be...... What's that?" one of the thin-eyed yacha whispered.

"Yes, I don't think it's like it either, is that Mrs. Li mistaken?" The others also had doubts in their hearts, so they chimed in.

When Cheng Jinlian heard Mrs. Li's name, she felt a little bad in her heart, it couldn't be that woman arranging her in front of tolerance, right?

Sometimes things are really as she thought, these tolerances came to her because of the Li family's identification, she actually insisted that it was Pan Jinlian who hooked up with her husband, and then because of her opposition, Pan Jinlian did not marry the Li family as she wished, so she held a grudge and wanted to come over to kill her, but she didn't expect her husband to accept it on her behalf.

Her words naturally caused a great sensation, but after Li Dafu's little servant confirmed, her young master came to find Pan Jinlian, as for what they said at the time, she didn't know, and many people also pointed out that at the scene of the crime, it seemed that Pan Jinlian was the first to arrive.

Cheng Jinlian learned the truth of the matter from them, and couldn't help but feel a little angry, she didn't expect her momentary good deeds to cause such a big trouble.

Although most of the yacha who came now were on her side, the chief catcher decided that the murder was related to her, and he had to take her back to the yamen to assist in the investigation.

"No matter how you explain it, but you can't erase Li Dafu's acquaintance with you, what happened between you, I can't listen to your one-sided words, now there are the testimony of Mrs. Li and the little maid A Tong, which proves that you are directly related to the killing of Li Dafu, so from now on you must follow us to the yamen and wait for the fate. ”

After listening to something similar to what the modern CIB said, "Now you have to go back with us to investigate, of course, you try your best to remain silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court", Cheng Jinlian was taken back to the yamen by tolerance.

When Wuda came back from outside, he saw many people standing at the door of his house, and he was puzzled, when he heard someone shouting to him, "Wuda, your lady has killed someone, hurry up and go to the yamen to see her for the last time, otherwise, it will be too late!"

Wu Da's face turned grim, and he hurriedly pushed away the crowd, shouting "Lady, Lady," but no one answered, seeing the sympathetic look in everyone's eyes, "This, what the hell is going on? How can my lady kill someone? Who will she kill such a weak woman?"

He asked Cangtian speechlessly, naturally no one gave him a detailed answer, and it was not until the evening that he spent half a tael of silver to see Cheng Jinlian in the cell.

"Mrs. Pan, you, are you okay?" Wu Da asked with concern, this cell is dark and damp, how can such a delicate woman stand it?

Cheng Jinlian didn't expect the martial arts conference to come, looking at the worry in his eyes, he only felt that his heart had become sour, with such a big brother, this Wu Song didn't know how many lifetimes of blessings he had cultivated?

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