Shuncheon House, lobby.

Lin Haoran was the absolute focus here, and at this moment, he opened the file and said lightly: "The deceased Zeng Si, who is five feet five feet long, these are two scarecrows tied according to his length. ”

In the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, he looked at He Bi and said seriously: "He Bi, when you stab Zeng Si again according to the murder of that day, the position must not be wrong!" ”

Mutter......

When He Bi heard that he was going to repeat the assassination of that day, he looked up at the scarecrow who was pierced like a real person, and couldn't help but swallow and spit secretly.

"Take it!"

Zhang Hu lifted He Bi from the ground like a chicken, then stuffed a bone knife into He Bi, and pointed to the red circle on the scarecrow's clothes, allowing He Jiu to stick it there.

This......

He Bi held the bone knife tightly, and swallowed hard again, but a nervousness surged in his heart.

"Wait!"

Just as He Bi was sure that it was indeed a scarecrow, and was about to stab at the red circle, He Jiu's voice suddenly came.

Hey?

Everyone looked at He Jiu who was kneeling on the ground in confusion, not understanding why he was blocking him.

The corners of He Jiu's mouth rose slightly, and then he said to Lin Haoran seriously: "Lord Fu Yin, the villain was also at the scene that day!" I remember that the deceased was stabbed in the left chest, and now the Lord drew a circle on the right chest, but he didn't know what he wanted. ”

Yes?

When everyone heard He Jiu's explanation, they immediately understood what was going on, and they couldn't help but feel a burst of regret.

Dare Lin Haoran wants to pass this small trap to make He Bi make mistakes, so as to confirm that he is not a murderer. It's just that now it has been debunked by the shrewd He Jiu, which can be described as a failure.

Call!

He Bi was holding the bone knife in his hand and was indeed going to stab at the red circle sign, but fortunately He Jiu reminded him in time, otherwise he would have fallen into the trap of that Shuntian Mansion Yin, and he couldn't help but secretly exhale a breath of turbidity.

Lin Haoran's eyes flashed with regret, but he pretended to be calm and said in a deep voice: "He Bi, did you stab Zeng Si's left chest or right chest that day, and stab it again!" ”

He Bi was holding a bone knife, but he secretly glanced at He Bi, and He Jiu clearly gave a hint of his left chest. This made him feel at ease, and immediately stabbed the straw firmly.

Lin Haoran watched He Bi stab the bone knife in the scarecrow's left chest, his face obviously showed a burst of loss, and said lightly to He Jiu: "He Jiu, it's your turn!" ”

"Dare to disobey!"

He Jiu saw Lin Haoran's disappointment in his eyes, and the smile on his face became even stronger, so he stood up from the ground happily and said.

He took the bone knife handed over by Zhang Hu, and faced the scarecrow who marked a circle on his right chest, but he pretended to be confused and stabbed the scarecrow's right chest, and then looked at Lin Haoran playfully.

Lin Haoran turned a blind eye to the proud He Jiu, and silently flipped through a piece of information about the river embankment.

"Get on your knees!"

Zhang Hu looked at He Jiu as if he was carried away, and immediately scolded him to kneel down in the public court again, so that he could understand his situation and identity.

He Jiu was obviously a person with an arrogant temperament, and in the face of Zhang Hu's reprimand, he seemed to reluctantly kneel down.

Lin Haoran opened the file that had been transferred from the Criminal Department and said loudly to everyone: "After the inspection of Songjiang Mansion!" The deceased Zeng Si was stabbed in the chest and shoulder, the knife edge was facing down, and it was five inches into the flesh! ”

As he spoke, he nodded at Sun Jixiang in the hall.

Sun Jixiang asked the yacha to untie the scarecrow's clothes, but saw that the scarecrow had a wooden shelf inside, and a bone knife was inserted in the big melon placed in his chest.

Sun Jixiang showed the two scarecrows to the people and scholars in the hall, and said to everyone with a smile: "Everyone, please take a look, what are the similarities and differences between the wounds of this scarecrow?" ”

"Huh...... I see! ”

"Isn't this brother a melon with a bone knife inserted? What do you see? ”

"I saw a lie! This tall man stabbed the dead from the top down, and the short man could only be from the bottom up, so He Bi, the dwarf, was definitely not a murderer! ”

……

After the people and scholars in the hall saw the situation of the bone knife and the gourd, some shrewd people immediately saw the famous hall, and this kind of person is often a good teacher, and immediately explained the reason to others.

This is indeed the case, although it cannot be proved that He Jiu is the murderer from that wound, but it can be proved that He Bi is not the real murderer, so that this case can be officially overturned.

"He's playing this hand!"

He Jiuhou looked at Lin Haoran unconsciously, and finally understood that Lin Haoran's real intention was not to set a trap on He Bi, but to demonstrate the wound, so as to prove that He Bi was not the murderer.

Lin Haoran waited for the people and scholars to talk a little quieter, and then asked He Bi: "He Bi, you said that you were the murderer who killed Zeng Si!" Not to mention whether your size can beat the stronger Zeng Si, what do you explain that the wound you stabbed is from the bottom up, while the wound of the deceased is from the bottom up? ”

"I ...... I! He Bi wanted to deny it, but facts speak louder than words, and for a time there was no reasonable reason to find it.

Lin Haoran struck while the iron was hot and persecuted loudly: "He Bi, Yin of this mansion was born in a peasant family, so he knows the hardships of the peasant family, and since he became an official, he has also taken it as his responsibility to apply for justice for the common people. Now this Mansion Yin knows that you are a last resort, and he still has some pity for you, and if you continue to be stubborn and still want to cover up your evil deeds for others, then don't blame this Mansion Yin for being ruthless and cure you for the crime of harboring the murderer! ”

This is said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, and it has the effect of attacking the heart. For thousands of years, the people have naturally longed for fairness, but which of the officials they have encountered is not human-faced and beast-minded, corrupt and perverting the law, and Lin Haoran's words can simply make people cry.

The people in the hall listened to Lin Haoran's heartfelt heart and thought about them so much, many people burst into tears, and even thought that this Shuntian Mansion Yin was Lin Qingtian.

"Lord Qingtian is aware of everything, the villain is indeed coerced and lured by He Jiu! If the villain refuses to take the blame for him, he will burn down the villain's house, and sell the villain's daughter to a brothel, and please be the master of the villain! He Bisheng burst into tears, and immediately confessed the truth.

As soon as these words came out, many people immediately swelled with anger. Dare to love is not He Peng's greed for money, but was coerced by He Jiu, so he has not become He Jiu's scapegoat.

"He Bi, do you want to die? Do you really want me to sell your daughter to a brothel? He Jiu saw that He Bi dared to defect, and immediately scolded angrily.

Lin Haoran knew that his speculations were not wrong, but he didn't expect that He Jiu would not be tempted, and he would even take advantage of people's daughters to make a coercive move, so he immediately grabbed the shocking wood and slapped it hard, and decided to give this bully some more hardships and said: "He Jiu, this is the Shuntianfu Yagong, how can you be allowed to threaten people here!" Come, thirty rods! ”

No......

He Jiu heard that he was about to be tortured again, and his sausage mouth trembled for a while, and he looked at Lin Haoran in the hall in horror.

It's just that the four angry officials next to him came out of the queue and knocked He Jiu, a wicked man, to the ground.

They are also people with feelings, and they hate this kind of bully who forces them to become prostitutes the most in their lives. They put torture sticks around He Jiu's neck, pulled He Jiu's pants off, and the two yacha picked up the torture sticks and hit the white ass hard.

In just a few strokes, the white ass was already a blur of flesh and blood. He Jiu cried for a while and finally understood that this was not Songjiang Mansion, but the Shuntian Mansion Yagong Hall that could not tolerate his presumptuousness.