I really don't know what kind of person is so vicious that he would do this. Please also ask the adults to make decisions for us and return our innocence. ”

Su Xianrong said: "If you Jin Shige really didn't kill anyone, our adults will give you a clean slate."

"Hey! Thank you, sir! ”

Song Ruilong said: "You go back now, put that arm in a jar again, put blood and water in it, seal the wine jar with mud, and treat it as if this incident had never happened."

Jin Wubian asked puzzledly, "My lord, why do you want the grass people to do this?"

Song Ruilong said: "This matter is obviously someone who wants to blame you Jin Shige, you just have to ignore it, someone will definitely come to the county government to report this matter, and when the time comes, the county will know who sold that wine jar to your Jin Shige."

Jin Wubian said excitedly: "My lord is smart, the grass people will go back and make arrangements."

After Jin Wubian left, Su Xianrong looked at Song Ruilong and said, "Are you so sure that the person who sold the wine jar to Jin Mantang will come to the county government to report the case?"

Song Ruilong said: "The mud has not been sealed for a long time, and the hands in the wine have not rotted, which shows that the person who sold the jar of wine to Jin Mantang is hoping that Jin Shige will be unlucky." If this person can endure the temperament, etc., it must be a strange thing. ”

In the afternoon, Jin Wubian explained the situation to the county government again.

In the reception hall, Jin Wubian said: "Lord Song, the grass people didn't see who broke the wine jar this time. At that time, there were many people in the Golden Pavilion of the Grass People, and they were all picking out their favorite antiques. The jar of wine, with the bloody hands, was broken with stones. The people who came moved quickly, and the grass people didn't have any clues. ”

Su Xianrong said: "There are five people who reported the case, and they all said that they saw the hand that fell out of the jar of wine in Jin Shige. We interrogated those five people in detail, and none of them were the ones who went to your Jinshi Pavilion yesterday afternoon to sell wine jars. Those people were just ordinary people, and they only came to the county office to report the case when they saw the abnormality. Should be able to affirm. There were no suspects among those people. ”

Song Ruilong said: "Since that person broke the wine jar and let that hand come out, we should go and see, the first thing to do is to find out the real owner of that hand."

Su Xianrong thought for a while and said, "Brother Song." What purpose do you think the man who put his hand in the jar of wine? Did he just want to watch Jin Shige have an accident and the people inside were arrested? ”

"Let's take a look first!"

Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong followed Jin Wubian to Jin Shige.

The Jinshi Pavilion is full of antiques, those antiques, there are bronzes, porcelain, and many ancient books, in short, the collection here is really rich.

Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong didn't pay too much attention to the bronzes and porcelain, they went directly to the place where the hand fell.

Jin Mantang explained to Song Ruilong: "My lord. When Xiaomin bought this jar of wine, he really didn't know that there was a hand in this jar! This morning, when we found out, we reported the crime, and my father, as instructed by the adults, found another expensive wine jar and sealed the hand and the blood again, but this afternoon. I don't know who broke the jar, and the hand inside the jar came out again. ”

Su Xianrong saw that Jin Mantang's face was very ugly. Knowing that he was very scared, he said, "Jin Gongzi doesn't have to be afraid, if the matter of this hand has nothing to do with Jin Gongzi, we won't embarrass you."

Jin Mantang's mood stretched a little and said, "But, this hand is ......"

Su Xianrong took over. Said: "The owner of this hand must be found." Even if we die, we have to find the body. ”

After Su Xianrong checked the hand on the ground, he said to Song Ruilong: "Brother Song, there are no calluses on this hand, it doesn't look like a farmer. Nor like a woodcutter. The skin on the back of the finger hand is very rough, and it is definitely not the hand of a rich child. It had been less than twelve hours since the hand had been cut off. If the man with the severed hand was still alive, he might have bandaged his hand with Lang Zhong by now. If he had already been killed, it would be a different story. ”

Song Ruilong said: "First put this hand in a cloth bag and take it back to the county morgue, and then let Master Liu and Bi Xiao go to Ping'an County to check around to see if anyone's hand has been broken recently."

After Song Ruilong returned to the county office, he immediately assigned the task to Wei Bixi and Liu Tianxiong.

Wei Bixiao and Liu Tianxiong searched the streets and alleys of Ping'an County, but they never found anyone with a broken hand.

By the evening, Wei Bixiao and Master Liu returned to the county government of Ping'an County.

In the county office, Wei Bixiao took a sip of water and said, "Brother Song, we checked all the pharmacies today, and no one has bought any herbs to treat injuries, and no one has broken their wrists."

Song Ruilong said: "No one? There is no one, which means that the person may not need to stop the bleeding. Maybe the man with the broken wrist is dead. ”

The next day, someone came to report that a man's body had been found in a dry well in Ping'an County.

Song Ruilong immediately came to the scene of the crime with his servants and some officials.

After the officials pulled the deceased out of the dry room, Zhang Meixian examined the deceased and said, "The deceased, male, of medium stature, has a broken left hand. The time when his hand was broken should not be the same time as the time when he was killed. After the wrist was broken, someone was found to stop the bleeding and bandaged. His wrist was broken very unevenly and unevenly, not like a sharp blade. Looking at his unkempt face, he may be a beggar. ”

Wei Bixiao said on the side: "Many beggars in Ping'an County are fatherless and motherless, and they have no relatives and friends, and no one pays attention to their lives or deaths."

Su Xianrong said: "However, those beggars usually make a living by begging for food, have a gentle temperament, and will not easily grudge with others, who will kill the beggars?"

Wei Bixiao sighed and said, "Hey, many things in this world are not as simple as we imagined. Of course, this beggar also has a beggar's grudge. Those beggars fought for territory and killed people. ”

Song Ruilong said: "Let's not care whether these beggars will fight for the turf or not, let's see what weapon this beggar died from."

Su Xianrong said seriously: "Judging from the wound on his chest, there seems to be bronze rust on his wound, and there are also on his wrist. The wound is uneven, not something sharp. I couldn't think of what it was. ”

Wei Bixiao thought about the motive for the killing, and said: "One of the deceased's hands was broken, and the heart was stabbed, judging from the wounds on the wrist and the wounds on the heart, the wounds on the deceased's wrists were earlier than the wounds on the heart. And the scars on his wrists have been treated. (To be continued.) )