"I want to ask about Zhao Jingxiang's case."

Jiang Kexin's eyebrows furrowed, and she said, "Oh, almost everyone in our village knows about Zhao Jingxiang's case. Zhao Jingxiang and her cousin Han Shihao killed Zhao Jingxiang's husband Han Lanxuan in a cave on Wohu Mountain, and after that, Zhao Jingxiang lied that she had a dream that her husband was killed in a cave in Wohu Mountain. The county commander Lu Xiangxian was sensible, and soon identified the suspects, it turned out to be Han Shihao and Zhao Jingxiang, they have known each other since childhood, and they are childhood sweethearts, nominally Han Shihao called Zhao Jingxiang his cousin, but in fact, there is nothing to do with them. Han Shihao's father Han Jianfeng and Zhao Jingxiang's father Zhao Junqi are just sworn brothers of the opposite sex. Therefore, no one doubts that Han Shihao and Zhao Jingxiang are in love. ”

Zhao Ruxue's heart was as if she had been stabbed, she could feel her heart dripping blood, and her pain could only be understood by herself.

Zhao Ruxue shook her head and said, "No, it won't." Brother Han won't fall in love with Zhao Jingxiang. The person that Brother Han loves is me. ”

Jiang Kexin sighed, hugged the heartbroken Zhao Ruxue and said: "Miss Zhao, I know you don't believe it's true, but the case has been decided, and they personally admitted that Zhao Jingxiang and Han Shihao had a personal affair, and Zhao Jingxiang also admitted that she and Han Shihao tricked Han Lanxuan to Crouching Tiger Mountain together, and then killed him." ”

Zhao Ruxue's heart was in turmoil, and it was like a mess of numbness.

Song Ruilong thought seriously and said: "I'm afraid there are still many doubts in this case, think about it, if it was really Han Shihao and Zhao Jingxiang who killed Han Lanxuan, then why did Zhao Jingxiang report to the official?" And was that dream she had too bizarre? That cave must be very secret, but Zhao Jingxiang knew it in a dream. Could this really be a ghost guiding Zhao Jingxiang? ”

Where are the ghosts and gods in this world? If there are no ghosts and gods, then Zhao Jingxiang's dream is very strange, and that strangeness is stranger than seeing a talking shadow in the night.

When encountering such a strange thing, if a person still doesn't want to figure things out, but blindly speculates and makes assumptions, then do you think this official is very confused?

Lu Xiangxian, the county magistrate of Minghui County, is probably such a confused official. He never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods trusting dreams, so he decided that the person who killed Han Lanxuan was the one who reported the crime.

This seems to be very contradictory, a person who believes in the theory of ghosts and gods will not suspect Zhao Jingxiang and Han Shihao, but a person who does not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods will suspect Han Shihao and Zhao Jingxiang.

In fact, for a person who wants to close the case as soon as possible, no matter how complicated the case is, he can find out the murderer in the shortest possible time.

If a case has a murderer and a confession, the case can of course be solved.

Now, Lu Xiangxian has a confession in his hands. Therefore, the case can also be said to be almost over.

However, in Song Ruilong's eyes, the case was not over.

Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong still wanted to know too much about Han Lanxuan's situation, so the two of them came to the house of the village head, Han Jinglin.

Han Jinglin's home was in a mess tonight, and the eighteen strong men who were injured by Song Ruilong were lying on the bed screaming, and those subordinates were carefully serving Han Yihu, for fear that he would lose his temper again.

Will Han Jinglin send Han Yihu to the county government of Minghui County?

For Song Ruilong. This question is not the key, the key question is. When will the Tiger King appear, only the Tiger King will be subdued, so the problem can be easily solved.

Han Jinglin knows when and what to say to whom, and he also knows what words can make the other party happiest, and he knows even more when. Can make the other person happy.

Therefore, when Han Jinglin heard that it was Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong coming, he immediately became furious in the courtyard: "You loser, how can I have a son like you?" Look at your sister, your sister never causes trouble, and she often advises the Tiger King not to kill innocents indiscriminately. Be merciful everywhere, but what about you, you loser, you want to see how the fire burned people to death, is this what people do? Tomorrow, I will send you to the government to ask you about your sin, whether you live or die, it depends on your creation. ”

"Papapapa" Song Ruilong followed the housekeeper and just walked into the door when he heard the sound of three whips.

Han Jinglin was sitting on a chair panting with breath, and there was a young maid beside him who was wiping the sweat beads on Han Jinglin's forehead with a delicate jade hand.

When Han Jinglin saw Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong coming, he immediately got up very respectfully, walked in front of Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong, smiled all over his face, and said: "Song Gongzi, Miss Su, I'm really sorry, it stands to reason that you came to our Hanjia Village, and this entertainment should be done by me, the village head, but Gongzi also saw it, this is really a family misfortune, how can I have such a son?" He was going to me off to death. ”

Song Ruilong opened the fan, as if he had opened a window, and when he opened the fan, his hair was blown up by the wind.

Song Ruilong could see at a glance that those so-called whip marks were not real human blood, and Han Yihu was not as painful as others seemed.

After Song Ruilong explained his intentions, Han Jinglin's face suddenly became very good-looking, and he was very willing to help Song Ruilong, because that case had nothing to do with his son's case, if Song Ruilong could concentrate on investigating that case, he would not investigate other cases.

Han Jinglin immediately ordered his subordinates to clean up his study.

Ten candles, a table.

The candle is on the candlestick and the fire is bright.

The table was spotless, and the chairs could even reflect their own shadows.

After Han Jinglin asked Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong to sit down, he whispered a few words to the ear of a subordinate, and the subordinate nodded a few times and went out.

After Han Jinglin was polite, he sat opposite Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong.

He said with a smile on his face: "Song Gongzi, Miss Su, I know at a glance that you are not ordinary people. I'm afraid you're just from the government. But I don't care, I also like to make friends with people in the government, and I admire them very much. And I also have the advantage that I am very cooperative with the government in handling cases. A few days ago, didn't the county order Lu Xiangxian want to investigate a case? That case was reported by someone I sent to report, and I entertained Lu County. So, I'm most familiar with that case. (To be continued.) )