"Hey, have you heard? Ren Xiucai killed someone! ”

"Which Ren Xiucai?"

"Which one else, Ren Xiucai from Tianshui Hutong in Dongcheng, his father worked as a scribe in the county government before his death."

"It turned out to be him, I know him, looking at a well-mannered scholar, he dared to kill! Who did he kill? ”

"Do you know Ah Zi of Lichun Temple? It is said that as soon as the big teapot in Lichun Yuan got up in the morning, he heard an exclamation coming from a room, and when he rushed in to take a look, he saw Ah Ziguang lying on the bed and out of breath. ”

"Tsk, what a shame! In the face of a beauty like Ah Zi, this talented man can also do it! changed Lao Tzu, it's too late to hurt her. ”

The Xiucai murder incident spread throughout Ningbo City at a wind-like speed in a very short period of time.

Talented and beautiful women, murder and murder, such stories are the most popular among the people, is it love murder or homicide, or is it a wind? But generally men have to have the wind right away, can women too?

The people were talking and speculating. Meet each other, stop and chat, and sigh. In contrast, the news of the Qing troops in the north breaking through the customs and wantonly plundering Gyeonggi, and the Shaanxi Liukou disaster in the Central Plains did not arouse people's interest in talking about it. After all, the north is too far away from Jiangnan.

At this moment, the protagonist of the murder case, Xiucai Ren Siqi, was lying motionless on the damp ground of the cell, dressed in linen prison clothes and haggard, he no longer had the gentle and elegant he used to be.

Liu Jiaozi, who was in charge of death row, was very satisfied with Ren Xiucai's miserable appearance, as a humble little person, he had to give way when he met the gentry, he had to bow down when he met the officials, and he had to be scolded by his wife when he went home, and only in front of these prisoners could he stand up and raise his eyebrows.

Watching the big men who were high in the past fall from the clouds into the dust, prostrate in front of him is Liu Jiaozi's favorite. Whipping and scolding prisoners was his favorite thing to do. The screams and begging for mercy of the prisoners under the leather whip were as beautiful in Liu Gaozi's ears as the little song sung by Qiu Niang in Lichun Courtyard.

If it weren't for someone who sent him a sum of money to ask him to take care of Ren Xiucai, Liu Jiaozi really wanted to enter the cell and wantonly humiliate Ren Xiucai.

Ren Siqi was lying on the cold and damp ground, and his heart was fluctuating.

Crossed over! I actually crossed over!

As a company executive, he celebrated with his employees for doubling his annual performance and got drunk. Who knew that when I woke up, I actually crossed over, and there was a sleek female corpse lying beside me. As soon as he let out an exclamation, several big men rushed in, and they couldn't help but say that they had tied up their flowers and sent them to the county office.

After a few simple inquiries, the county magistrate concluded that he had killed the people, first removed his reputation, and then put him in prison.

All this happened so fast, like watching a movie, except that the protagonist in it was himself.

During the whole process, Ren Siqi couldn't say a word, not because others didn't let him speak, but because he couldn't speak at all, because at that time he was trying to seize control of his body, and he could only watch himself become a murderer, watch himself be deprived of his fame, and watch himself be put in prison.

Lying on the wet ground, Ren Siqi couldn't move, at this moment there were two different consciousnesses in his brain that were tearing and fighting, one belonged to the corporate executives of later generations, and the other belonged to the owner of this body, Ren Siqi's brain was in severe pain, but he could neither move nor speak, he completely lost control of his body.

Slowly, I don't know how long it took, the two groups of consciousness may have gotten tired and stopped fighting, but slowly merged together, never separating each other again. At the moment of complete fusion, the sound of duang in Ren Siqi's head was like a morning bell ringing, becoming extremely clear, and he suddenly regained control of his body. But the next moment, he smiled bitterly.

Should I be an executive of a company in the future, or a talent in this life? Ren Siqi couldn't tell the difference. Because the memories of both are perfectly preserved in the brain. But this body is Xiucai's body, so he should be Xiucai Ren Siqi.

After making a quick positioning of his identity, Ren Siqi smiled bitterly again, this time because of his own situation at this time.

His talent has been stripped of his fame, and he has been thrown into prison for homicide! It is natural to kill people to pay for their lives, is it possible that they will be waiting to be beheaded as soon as they cross over?

But did the man kill himself? Ren Siqi began to review the whole incident.

In my memory, I first drank with a few Xiucai classmates, and was helped into the room by Ah Zi after getting drunk. Then I had a ** with Ah Zi, and I slept after the incident. I didn't kill anyone in my memory, could it be that I couldn't kill someone in my dream?

But since he didn't kill himself, how could Ah Zi die? Ren Siqi looked back carefully, and soon found something strange.

When I woke up in the morning, I felt Ah Zi's cold corpse and screamed. It was at this moment of intense fright, and the violent agitation of the mind caused the consciousness of the corporate executives from later generations to clash and fight together, and they lost control of their bodies. But Ren Siqi clearly remembered that the time interval between his screaming and several big men rushing into the room was so short, just like those big men waiting outside the room.

After being arrested by the county government, Wang County's judgment was really hasty, only based on the big teapot of Lichun Courtyard and the testimony of the few big men who arrested him, he concluded that he was guilty without getting his own confession, and deprived himself of his fame, let people hold their fingers to sign and draw a charge, and then put themselves in prison, all the time added up to less than an hour, this case was so hasty!

Based on the above situation, Ren Siqi came to a conclusion, that is, he was framed by others.

But who framed him? Ren Siqi thought about it, but couldn't get an answer.

Thanks to the original Xiucai status, plus the housekeeper of Ren Siqi's family sent a sum of silver to Liu Jiaozi and others, the cell where Ren Siqi lived was a single room, although it was also dark and damp, but compared with the slightly larger cell opposite, which was stuffed with more than a dozen prisoners, the conditions were not too unacceptable. But whether it is a future generation of corporate executives or the current Xiucai, entering prison is the first experience.

A tide insect crawled in front of him, crawled straight to Ren Siqi's feet, raised his feet, and stepped on it fiercely, so there was a corpse of a tide insect on the ground.

A huge rat emerged from the hole in the corner of the wall, "squeaked" and ran in front of Ren Siqi, and rushed into the cell opposite. There was a loud "bang", the "squeak" disappeared, and a rough voice sounded: "His grandmother's, finally saw the meat." Hearing this, Ren Siqi's throat swelled, and he almost vomited.

In the season of March, even in Jiangnan, the night is still a little cold, but there are already mosquitoes, and several mosquitoes are flying around Ren Siqi's head, tirelessly "buzzing, buzzing", stirring Ren Siqi sleepless all night.

Who bought off Wang Xianling's framed himself, Ren Siqi thought hard, but he couldn't think of anything. The big teapot of Lichun Courtyard, those big men, these people must all be involved, but they are definitely not the masterminds behind the scenes. Who is the mastermind? Countless figures flickered in his head, and one by one they were excluded. Inadvertently, the faces of several people came into mind, that is, a few talented classmates who had been drinking with him the night before, maybe one of them!

But what if you figure it out? How to wash away the charges on his body and get out of this death row is the most important thing to think about at present.