Fan Haiyang bowed his head and said, "Xiaomin is sentenced." ”

Song Ruilong looked at Xu Hongli and said: "Xu Hongli, you yourself are a married person, but you actually have a private relationship with a monk, this county should have sentenced you to be a prostitute in the Qinglou, read that you can tell the truth about the case when you ask you questions in this county, this county will punish you to be a maidservant in the silk mansion opened by the county government for three years, can you accept the sentence?" ”

"The people's women obey the sentence."

After Song Ruilong and Liu Tianxiong met, they told the story of the case, Liu Tianxiong was very excited, and they took Fan Haiyang and Xu Hongli to the county government and held a short meeting in the county order's office.

Candles were lit in the office of the county order, and although the candlelight was very dim, the mood of Song Ruilong and the others was relaxed.

Song Ruilong said excitedly: "Today, we have cracked the important case of the murder of the monk and the sale of corpses, and captured Wu Tuntian and Fan Haiyang. Everyone's worked hard. ”

Liu Tianxiong said: "It's not hard, these are what we should do." If you are afraid of hard work, you will not eat this bowl of rice. ”

Su Xianrong had some doubts and said, "Brother Song, today you sentenced Xu Hongli to serve in the Silk Mansion, what's going on?" Where is this silk house? How come I've never heard of it? ”

Song Ruilong said with a smile: "This is also one of my thoughts, some time ago, didn't someone say that the northeast corner of this Ping'an county has been barren, saying that there have been many people killed because of the war, and a lot of bones have been dug up, so many people dare not build houses there, let alone do business." The county thought that the place was not small, there were dozens of acres of land, and it was a pity to be abandoned, so the county decided to build that piece of land into a silk mansion, and the county government recruited capable people to take care of it, collect silkworm cocoons, make silkworm cocoons, and sell them all over the country. The workers inside can be used by those who have committed crimes, which can be regarded as a kind of reform, lest those prisoners eat the food of the state every day and do nothing, which will not be cheaper for them. ”

Su Xianrong said excitedly: "This is a good idea. Assuming that the silk mansion is completed, then many people can also go to work in it, we can pay them wages, and the people can raise silkworm cocoons, and the county government can also buy them, so that they will not worry about their cocoons and no one will want them. That's a good thing to count in one fell swoop. ”

Song Ruilong said: "Okay, we'll leave this matter to Liu Quanfu to let go and do it boldly." The money for the construction of the silk house came out of the treasury of the county government. ”

After Song Ruilong said this idea, everyone was very excited.

Song Ruilong had a calm face and said, "Don't get excited too early, everyone. We still have one more unsolved case. ”

Wei Bixi's two big eyes flickered a few times, and he said, "Brother Song, are there any other cases that we haven't solved?" ”

Song Ruilong said word for word: "Ecstasy incense." ”

Su Xianrong also felt that this case of Ecstasy Incense was indeed a bit complicated, and said: "The death of Squint Ah Long has completely broken the clues of Ecstasy Incense. The man who killed Squint Aaron never appeared. We didn't ask Xu Hongli whether the monk used Ecstasy Incense or not, so we haven't found out the person who killed the squint-eyed Ah Long, and the case of Ecstasy Incense is not completely solved. ”

As soon as Su Xianrong said, several of them fell into deep thought.

Song Ruilong said: "At present, we know that this Mengzhen Temple is likely to be related to the Ecstasy Incense case, but we don't have any evidence to prove that the monks there have Ecstasy Incense. Therefore, this case, we temporarily put it in Mengzhen Temple, and sent people to keep an eye on the monks there. ”

Liu Tianxiong sighed: "Now there is only that. Those victimized people are unwilling to come forward to testify that the monks of Mengzhen Temple have done bad things, and we have no choice. ”

Just after dawn, Song Ruilong received a report from a woman in her thirties.

The woman was not very beautiful, especially after crying, and the appearance on her face was even more ugly. He said that he was an ordinary person in Room 38, Baiyun Lane, Tieshi Road, named Wang Lian, and her husband's name was Liu Tie, who had not returned overnight after going to the blacksmith shop last night to calculate the accounts for the month.

When it was daybreak, she went to the blacksmith shop, and saw that her husband was dead in the blacksmith's shop, and in the blacksmith's shop, the iron box in which the silver was stored was also pried open, and there was not even a penny of silver in it.

In the case of human life, Song Ruilong did not dare to delay, he immediately rushed to Liu Ji's blacksmith shop at No. 50 Tieshi Road with the head of the county government.

There were already a lot of people watching the excitement around the blacksmith shop, and Rong Ruilong immediately ordered someone to pull a white cloth to protect the scene.

Zhang Meixian was inside the blacksmith shop, wearing linen gloves, holding a post-mortem hook and autopsy tongs, and after conducting a comprehensive examination of the deceased, she said to Song Ruilong: "The deceased, male. He was about thirty years old and had two fatal wounds on his body, one in the chest and one on the face. The wound to the chest, which was an inch wide and three inches deep, wounded the heart, causing the deceased to die instantly. It was preliminarily determined that the murder weapon was a dagger five inches long and less than one inch wide. The wound on the face was also wounded by a sharp weapon, like a spider's web, very messy, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the true identity of the deceased could no longer be discerned from the face of the deceased. Judging from the corpse spots and the temperature of the corpse, the deceased should have been killed on the first day of today's watch. An iron box that had been pried open was also found at the scene, the copper lock had been cut with a dagger, and all the money had been stolen. As for how much money was in the iron box, then it was up to the deceased's wife to ask. ”

After Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong listened to Zhang Meixian's autopsy results, he asked the deceased's wife, Wang Lian, to come over.

Wang Lian cried like a tearful person, knelt in front of Song Ruilong, and said, "My lord, please be the master of the people's women!" The husband of the folk woman died unjustly! ”

Song Ruilong said a little strangely: "Wang Lian, the deceased's face has been cut beyond recognition by the murderer with a sharp weapon, how do you know that the deceased is your husband?" ”

Wang Lian wept and turned her head to look at the deceased, and said, "My lord, the clothes worn by the deceased were made by the women themselves, and there is a hole in his chest, which was made up by the women with satin fabrics. The shoes on his feet were also made by the women themselves, and the hammers and axes embroidered on them were also embroidered by the women. Also, there was a round birthmark on the deceased's back, which he always said would be like the sun that would make his blacksmith's business prosperous. If all of this is not wrong, then he must be the husband of the people's wife. How could a woman who had shared a bed with him for more than ten years and gave birth to an eight-year-old child who had mistaken her husband? ”