He believed that the female corpse in this public court was not Lou Qianqian, but where did the real corpse come from?

If Yin Rui was here, he would definitely understand where the real Lou Qianqian's body came from, because that night, only he witnessed it with his own eyes, Jia Gui and Yang Qiu threw a trance human thing into the deep well in the backyard.

But at that time, he didn't expect that the two corpses were exchanged, he just thought that they wanted to destroy the corpses, and when he came to the public court, he found a female corpse lying under the white cloth, thinking that it was Lou Qianqian, so he didn't suspect anything else and left here to return to the imperial city.

Now when everyone is anxious about where Lou Qianqian's body went, only Yinrui, who knows, is not there.

The most anxious person is Ding Ning, she holds her son at home every day and waits for news, but day by day, Lou Binghui's case is still unclear.

She is a woman and can't go to the court to help, so she can only be anxious at home, so she can't sleep well.

Thinking of her husband Lou Binghui being unjustly imprisoned, Ding Ning was so uncomfortable that she couldn't sleep, if she hadn't been relieved of her son, she probably would have collapsed long ago. Yang Qiu stared at Jia Gui in his study.

"Didn't you say that if you kill Xi'er and replace Lou Qianqian's body with her corpse, this case can be hidden from the world and foolproof? Now that Tie Xinlei has discovered that it is not Lou Qianqian's body at all, what should we do? ”

Jia Gu really wanted to strangle Yang Qiu, if he hadn't bribed himself with the silver, where would he have fallen to the point where he is in a dilemma now.

Yang Qiuqiang said calmly: "My lord, you are in a hurry, now none of them have actual evidence to prove that the female corpse in the court is not Lou Qianqian, besides, we have thrown the corpse into the deep well in the backyard, God knows, you know I know, who else knows?" You can rest assured, as long as you can't find Lou Qianqian's real body, this case will be hit to the sky, and Lou Binghui won't even want to overturn the case. ”

Now, Jia Gui has no choice but to listen to Yang Qiu's arrangement, who told them that they are already grasshoppers tied to a rope.

Yang Qiu returned to his mansion to think about this matter carefully, and knew that as long as Lou Binghui was alive, the case would not be closed, and he had to keep fighting.

So he thought about it, and finally thought of the trick of killing people and killing people, and there was no proof of death.

He called his butler and asked him to bring five hundred taels of silver to bribe Lou Binghui's prison foot.

Butler Yang carried a food box in his hand and came to visit the prison.

Unexpectedly, Tie Xinlei had long expected that someone would come to the prison to kill Lou Binghui, so he arranged his own personal guards in the prison.

As soon as Steward Yang came in, he was pressed to the ground, and then someone reported Tie Xinlei, and Tie Xinlei ordered a body search.

As soon as the soldiers came up, they stripped the Yang housekeeper inside and out, up and down, and then searched his whole body, even tearing off the lining of his clothes and pants.

"Lord Hui, no, nothing?"

After listening to the soldier's report, Tie Xinlei said a little unwillingly: "No, he must have come to bribe."

The jailer, who premeditated the murder of Lou Binghui, must have carried a silver ticket on his body, have you searched the food box? ”

The soldiers opened Steward Yang's food box again, broke and kneaded every dish with their hands, and even the braised lion's head became minced meat, but they still didn't find anything.

"Okay, the food box is buckled, you can go back." Tie Xinlei said to Steward Yang.

Steward Yang put on some clothes and ran away.

Strange, didn't he listen to Yang Qiu's order to bribe the jailer?

Why can't so many people search him now?

This is where this Steward Yang's chicken thief is, and he is also worried that the silver ticket will be discovered when he puts it on his body, so he thought of a good way to store it.

Where the hell is it?

was really hit by Tie Xinlei, he put the silver ticket in the food box.

But they've all looked for it, but they can't find it.

The problem is that Steward Yang did not put it in the dish he ate, but hollowed out a chopstick, rolled a silver ticket of five hundred taels into a small roll, and stuffed it into the hollowed chopsticks.

Butler Yang stumbled back to the house,

Steward Yang told all the things about how he was held down and searched by the people of Iron Heart Thunder.

almost crooked Yang Qiu's nose, I really didn't expect that Tie Xinlei had already taken precautions, this time not only did the matter not be done, but he also took a silver ticket of five hundred taels for nothing.

Because the food box was detained by them, the chopsticks that were naturally stuffed with silver tickets could not be recovered.

Since he couldn't bribe the jailer in the cell to kill Lou Binghui, then Yang Qiu could only invite a professional killer on the rivers and lakes.

He secretly asked someone to find a killer with strong martial arts, gave him eight hundred taels of silver, and asked him to find an opportunity to kill Lou Binghui, and he had to start cleanly and neatly, and he couldn't see the scars.

At that time, Jia Gui can say that Lou Binghui died of a sudden illness, and the case will be closed.

Yang Qiu thought very well, but this killer waited outside the cell for several times, but he didn't find a good opportunity to start.

Finally, in the early hours of the morning, when the soldiers guarding Lou Binghui had a change of shift, the killer took advantage of this time to sneak into the cell.

As soon as he entered the cell, he saw Lou Binghui sleeping, he sneered, and took out a stack of papers and a bottle of wine from his arms.

He took a big sip of wine, and instead of swallowing it, he squirted it in Lou Binghui's face.

Lou Binghui was startled, and was about to shout, when he felt a piece of paper on his face.

As soon as a thin piece of paper touched the wine, it was soft and sticky to his face, and he was very tight, and Lou Bingmu felt that his nose and mouth were stuck all of a sudden, and there was only air out but no air in.

The murderer squirted another sip of wine and pasted a piece of paper, this time it was pasted tighter, and Lou Binghui couldn't even get angry.

He felt the tightness in his chest, and slowly his heart ached as if it was about to burst.

He lost his instincts with his eyes rolled up.

The killer knew that as long as he pasted two more pieces of paper, Lou Binghui would be out of breath.

At this critical moment, the chivalrous Lin Zifeng appeared.

He didn't worry that Lou Binghui wanted to come to see his situation, but he didn't expect to see this scene as soon as he came.

With his skills, it didn't take five moves to beat this third-rate killer down.

After he rescued Lou Binghui, he found that he was still unconscious, so he didn't move him again.

Lin Zifeng's sword rested on the killer's shoulder and said, "Who are you?" Who ordered him to kill Lou Binghui! ”

The murder didn't dare to deny it at the moment, so he gave Yang Qiu eight hundred taels of silver and asked him to kill Lou Binghui, and he said everything about whether he wanted to leave any scars.

Lin Zifeng nodded, sure enough, it was all the tricks played by this old fox Yang Qiu.

He threw a pen and paper to the killer and asked him to write down all these things, then sign and draw them, and he had to break his middle finger and press a bloody handprint before handing the killer over to the yamen.

He was worried that there were Jia Gui and Yang Qiu in the yamen who let the killer go without permission, so he hid the evidence paper on himself in advance, and did not take it out to testify when he had the opportunity to bring down Jia Gui and Yang Qiu.

Lin Zifeng's caution was necessary, because the killer escaped from prison after less than half a day in prison.

Jia Gui and Yang Qiu threw Lou Qianqian's body into a deep well in the backyard and never checked it again. (To be continued.) )