As soon as the prefect came in, his aura became powerful, and he said loudly: "What happened? Heard about a murder? ”

A somewhat majestic voice sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone knelt down when they heard it.

"Meet your lord!"

Encountering this situation, Nie Shuyao once again silently recited the "evil old society" in his heart, and knelt down with everyone. The person who came was the prefect, and he came in an official uniform, so he had to kneel.

Nie Tianxi didn't kneel, Song Yunfei and his two little guys didn't kneel, but Jiang Yi, a hero, knelt.

Nie Shuyao said again in her heart: "The concept of hierarchy is so powerful, even the heroes have bent their waists." ”

"Let's get up!"

The prefect spoke, and everyone got up busily.

At this time, Nie Tianxi stepped forward to greet him, "The student has seen the adult. ”

The prefect looked up at him and asked, "Are you ......?" ”

"The student is Nie Tianxi, a talent from this year's new middle school."

He was the second place in this college exam, and the prefect was still very impressed by this, nodding at him again and again, and asked some things that happened here, and then looked at Qi Er, who fell to the ground.

The prefect sighed and said, "The Qi family is a big local family, Qi Wencheng, you should get up first." The government will return the two to justice. ”

"Yes, sir." Qi Wencheng immediately got up, wiped a handful of tears and stood aside.

The prefect said: "Let's do an autopsy!" ”

"Yes! My lord. "He stepped forward and carefully examined the body of the deceased.

Taking advantage of this meeting, Nie Shuyao glanced at Yan Sù's prefect, it is reported that this prefect is really surnamed Yan, nearly forty years old, and has been in this position for three years. Xuzhou Mansion is less than the top under his governance, and it is more than enough than the bottom, except for the bandits in the Qingcang Peak area, other places are still peaceful.

Yan Zhifu has a square face, a tall body, a slightly dark complexion, and sits on the Taishi chair, which is very in line with the appearance of an official in people's minds.

After a while, he returned to Governor Yan's mansion and replied, "My lord, the deceased was strangled to death. Look, my lord! ”

He held the half of the colored silk in his hand, and said: "The villain guesses that the murderer used this colored silk to kill the second young master Qi." ”

"It's ......."

He said again: "This may be the water sleeve used by the theater troupe." ”

Yan Zhifu raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Where is the master of the troupe?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Xie Yousheng came to him, knelt down and said, "Xiaomin Xie Yousheng is the current head of the immortal class. This is indeed the water sleeve used by our troupe. ”

After he finished speaking, before Governor Yan could speak, Feng Wuya also knelt down in front of him, and at the same time handed forward the colored silk he used today with both hands,

said: "The small people have no cliffs, this is the water sleeve of the small people." ”

For Feng Wuya to dedicate the water sleeves so openly, Yan Zhifu's thick eyebrows were twisted into one place again.

He took the water sleeve, compared it to the small piece of colored silk, and said, "My lord, it is completely in line." Please give the order for the murderer to be arrested! ”

Nie Shuyao also frowned, this work is not qualified, and it is even inferior to Fengxian's work, didn't he see the strangulation marks in the depths of the strangulation marks? The murderer is someone else, and it is by no means Feng Wuya.

Governor Yan still did not give an order.

But Qi Wencheng knelt down again and said, "My lord, please arrest the murderer and avenge my brother." ”

"Why did Qi Xian's nephew say this?" Governor Yan's name for him has changed.

Qi Wencheng felt that this was a good signal, and hurriedly said: "My lord, since the immortal class came to Fucheng, my second brother seems to have changed as a person, and he runs to the drama class every day. No one in this city knows that my second brother is obsessed with opera, and often composes some music for the troupe, and a few days ago, I invited the immortal class to congratulate my grandmother on her 70th birthday. ”

Governor Yan interjected: "Many people know about this, but it can't be said that the people in the immortal class are the murderers who killed Brother Ling." This alone is not enough evidence. Besides, how did he make a move? Who can say. ”

"My lord, please listen to the little nephew." Qi Wencheng said loudly, this time he kowtowed to Governor Yan's mansion firmly.

"Speak!" Governor Yan's face was very ugly.

Nie Shuyao stood aside, and kept analyzing what this Yan Governor's Mansion meant? Could it be that Xuzhou Mansion really has a capable prefect? She didn't believe that most of these ancient officials, except for a few famous Qing officials in history, were confused in her heart, and if they were better, they would be officials like Ji Changfeng.

Of course, the Wu County Order is an exception!

Qi Wencheng complained again: "My lord, on my grandmother's birthday, my little nephew drank too much and came out to sober up alone, and unconsciously walked to a secluded place in the house, but I heard someone say something very immoral to the second brother. Although the little nephew didn't know who that person was, he heard them talk about the immortal class, and that person seemed to be arguing with my second brother. My lord, he must be the one who quarreled with my second brother! ”

After speaking, he pointed to Feng Wuya.

Feng Wuya was nothing, his face did not change, he just took a deep breath and replied, "Yes!" It was Xiaomin who quarreled with Qi Tianzhai that day. It's just that....... ”

"Sir, do you hear that? He must have been so angry that he designed to kill my second brother today. Qi Wencheng said loudly.

Governor Yan's face became even more ugly. The reason why he was able to rush over as soon as possible after someone reported the case was because this was Desheng Building, and it was the Changsheng class who sang here. Some time ago, when Wu Zhonghou's second son passed by Fucheng, he specially told him to take care of them.

It's a pity, something still happened, should I say that my luck is bad or Deshenglou is unlucky? He just received the case file of the Deshenglou branch in Quxian County. This matter is a bit tricky, and the deceased also has a bit of a background, so I have to use the word "drag" first.

Thinking of this, Governor Yan said: "Feng Wuya, are you guilty?" ”

Feng Wuya said: "Xiaomin is not guilty, Qi Wenzhai was not killed by Xiaomin." ”

"My lord, no one in my troupe will ever do such a thing, and please judge it." Xie Yousheng also said.

After that, Qi Wencheng accused Feng Wuya again, and then Feng Wuya retorted, and neither of the two allowed him,-for-tat.

In the end, Governor Yan yelled: "Shut up for me!" Feng Wuya, you said that you are not guilty, what evidence do you have? ”

Nie Shuyao's eyelids jumped, is this prefect going to be convicted? Feng Wuya is a drama, but in ancient times, the drama had no status, not to mention that the deceased was still the son of a large family.

She tugged at Nie Tianxi's sleeve and signaled that he could speak.

Nie Tianxi looked at her, Nie Shuyao nodded, and he knew what to do.

Feng Wuya could only sigh in his heart that he was unlucky, but he also thought that this was a conspiracy against himself, and replied: "My lord, the reason why the people in Qi Mansion argued with Second Young Master Qi that day was actually for this play, how to express Xiàn in order to convey the fairyland of turning into butterflies." In the end, after many discussions, this plan was decided, please take a look! ”

He pointed to the two ropes above the hall on the first floor, and although the ribbons had been re-entangled, he could tell that the ropes had been used, and there were traces of friction on them.

"What does that mean?" Governor Yan asked.

Feng Wuya said: "This is the key to the double butterfly flying in the final scene, in fact, the light was very dark at that time, and there were ribbons floating up and down, just to cover these two ropes." When the light dimmed, someone would hang us on it with a rope, and someone would pull another rope on the second floor, so that we looked like we were flying. ”

"Moreover, when the second son of Qi fell, Xiaomin was hanging on a rope, although the water sleeve was brushed down, but the adult felt that Xiaomin was being dragged away, and the person who had the strength to strangle the water sleeve to watch the play in the audience?"

His rhetorical question, everyone thought it was unlikely, if it could, wouldn't it be a casual throw of silk to kill someone?

But Qi Wencheng didn't let go, and he didn't know what kind of attitude he had, that is, he insisted that it was Feng Wuya who killed Qi Wenzhai.

Nie Shuyao pulled Nie Tianxi again, she felt that it was time for her younger brother to come out.

"Ahem! Adults, could you please share your thoughts? Nie Tianxi stepped forward and bowed.

Governor Yan raised his eyes and looked at him for a moment, nodding indifferently.

This dynasty has quite good benefits for Xiucai and other people who have made a name for themselves, not only can they not kneel when they see officials, but they also reduce taxes and reduce their burdens, and even have a greater right to speak.

Nie Tianxi said: "My lord, the student wants to say that if you want to strangle a person to death, you have to use a lot of force, a person is hanging from a high place, and his hands are in the air, how can he strangle a person to death with a hanging silk curtain?" ”

"But ......."

Qi Wencheng wanted to say something again, but was interrupted by Nie Tianxi raising his hand and said: "At the time of the murder, the students were eating wine with their family and friends on the second floor, and they saw Feng Wuya being pulled on the rope with one hand and silk with the other. At that time, I also saw that Feng Wuya's water sleeve didn't pull back for a while, so someone below must have pulled it back, so he used a little strength to pull it back. But it didn't take long for the cries of death to be heard. ”

He looked at everyone's expressions and said, "The student thinks that it was at this time that someone strangled Qi Ergongzi below, and some people took the opportunity to grab the water sleeve and tear it off and put it in the hands of Qi Ergongzi, in order to blame Feng Wuya." There should have been at least two murderers. ”

Yu Zuo immediately asked, "Then what do you say about the strangulation marks on the neck of the second son of Qi?" This is indeed a trace of silk forging. ”

Nie Tianxi smiled slightly, this was the most suspicious point that my sister had ever said, and immediately explained: "It takes time to strangle a person, do you think that just the little time that Feng Wuya floats on the rope can strangle a big living person to death?" And still with satin? ”

Looking at everyone's uncertain expressions, Nie Tianxi said again: "If we can, we can do an experiment?" ”

"Experiments?" Governor Yan asked rhetorically, he didn't understand what a test was.

Nie Tianxi said again: "It's to ask someone to strangle another person with silk, of course, just a little hard." When strangling, will the person grab the rope that strangles him, and it is very likely to scratch the person. For example, fingernails can scratch the killer's hand and leave blood dander on the nails. ”R1152