Wei Yan carefully analyzed what he said, the logic was reasonable, the front and back were smooth, and the cause and effect relationship was clear, Fan Rubai did not look like he was telling a lie, as if he was really at the scene as he said and saw it with his own eyes; It's just that Fan Rubai has something to do with Zhang's family, and he must have hurt someone by Zhang's with such a bite! It stands to reason that as a person who reads poetry and books, he should not enter the court to testify for others, if the government finds out that the evidence he made is untrue, not only will he not be able to reap the benefits, but he will also be severely beaten to set an example, Wei Yan really can't think of his purpose in doing this!

"Since you didn't see Zhang stabbing a knife into Zhang San's chest and abdomen, then the evidence you made is not convincing enough, nor is it enough to show that Zhang killed someone, so you can't determine that she is the murderer!" Wei Yan said.

"Then may I ask Gongzi Wei, since it can't be explained that the Zhang family killed someone, but it can't clear her suspicion, and besides, what happened in the house last night, no one knows!" Fan Rubai always refused to let go of the Zhang family, which made Wei Yan very suspicious, and his eyes gradually became unkind when he looked at him.

"Did you say yes, sir?" Seeing that Wei Yan's gaze was becoming more and more dangerous, Fan Rubai turned to throw the question to Zhao Fuyin, who was sitting in the chair.

"Huh? Oh, yes, from this point of view, Zhang's suspicion is indeed the greatest! Zhao Fuyin was dizzy for a while by their back and forth, and he didn't react until he was named, and said in a deep voice: "I think Zhang's mouth is too hard, and he still has to be tortured, and Lord Ben doesn't believe her and doesn't say it!" "As he spoke, he was going to shoot the wood again.

"Wait!" Wei Yan saw that this confused pipe was simply confused, and he was completely led by others, and spoke out before Zhao Fu Yin was shocked, so that Zhao Fu Yin was not filming, nor was he not shooting, and he was immediately angry.

"I have evidence that the Zhang family did not kill!" Wei Yan made a killer move: "This is the result of my autopsy with my servant, please take a look!" ”

Zhao Fuyin didn't know what Wei Yan was doing, although he was not happy, he still gently put down the startled wood and took the rice paper handed over; I saw a naked adult male painted on it, with a knife stuck in his stomach, blood flowing, and a dense block written next to the portrait, which should be the autopsy result, Zhao Fuyin then understood that this was Zhang San's autopsy report.

After a few cursory glances, Zhao Fuyin put it down, and when Zhang San was carried in, he had already shown it to him, nothing unusual.

"My lord, please look," Wei Yan said: "When Zhang San was killed, the knife was inserted in the upper left part of him, that is, the position of the stomach, and the wound was extremely deep, almost sinking into the hilt, which means that the murderer should be very tall and strong, otherwise he would not be inserted in such a position, I preliminarily estimate that this murderer should be a man about the same height as Zhang San; And Zhang is a powerless woman, and she is a head shorter than Zhang San, if she assassinates, the knife will only be inserted into his lower abdomen, not his stomach! Due to Zhang's small strength, the knife will only be inserted halfway, not completely! So we deduce that Zhang is not a murderer! Wei Yan patiently explained.

"Really? There is such a thing, why didn't the official see it? Zhao Fuyin listened to Wei Yan's analysis, took the autopsy report again, looked at it carefully, and saw that it was indeed written like this, and then looked at the face of the pretend, and saw that he nodded, so he believed Wei Yan's words.

"Moreover, when I went to Zhang's house this morning, I had already asked Zhang San's mother, Mrs. Zhang, that when his son had an accident, Zhang did go to the East House, which is her room, to get gold sore medicine, and planned to give him medicine, so there are all human and material evidence, which is enough to prove that Zhang is not the murderer of Zhang San!" Wei Yan's analysis was reasonable, and no one refuted it for a while, even Fan Rubai lowered his head and remained silent.

"Ahem, so that's the case, this, Fan Rubai, what else do you have to say?" Zhao Fuyin realized that he had wronged Zhang, and he felt that he couldn't get off the stage for a while, so he coughed and asked.

"Lord Hui, Wei Gongzi's analysis is indeed in place, but how did Wei Gongzi determine that the murderer used a knife to directly insert Zhang San's chest and abdomen, instead of raising his hands and assassinating Zhang San? In that case, the problem of height would not exist! Fan Rubai lowered his head and thought about it, and retorted coldly.

"Because I found at the autopsy that the incision of the blade was from the bottom up, not from the top down, I determined that the murderer inserted the knife directly into Zhang San's stomach from the front, rather than raising his hands and inserting it downward; So from Zhang's point of view, she couldn't do it at all, so it was inferred that Zhang was not the murderer of Zhang San! Wei Yan said.

"Excellent! Wei Gongzi really observed subtlely, such clues have been discovered by you, Fan is willing to bow down! Fan Rubai clenched his fists with both hands and bowed in Wei Yan's direction, crisply and neatly.

"Since you have nothing to say, then this case will detain Zhang first on the grounds that the evidence is insufficient to convict, and then the trial will be held later!" Zhao Fuyin didn't want to play word games with them, so he waved his hand and got up and left without giving Wei Yan any chance to refute.

Wei Yan originally wanted to save the Zhang family from fire and water, but he still ended up being imprisoned! But now that she has saved Zhang's life, Wei Yan feels that she can't offend Zhao Fuyin's rebels anymore, which is very bad for her!

Seeing that the Zhang family was dragged away by the officials, leaving a long blood stain on the cold floor tiles with his hands, Wei Yan couldn't bear it, and felt that he needed to go to the cell to explain that Qiao Ji, who was also arrested in the prison, took good care of her, and didn't make any mistakes when the time came.

When Wei Yan and Long Tian came to the dark and damp prison under the leadership of the officials, they saw Qiao Ji, dressed in fiery red clothes, lying very comfortably on the only wooden bed in the prison, crossing Erlang's legs, humming a little song, picking his teeth, and there was a servant next to him beating his legs, not to mention how comfortable!

Wei Yan thought for a moment that he had gone to the wrong place, as if he had not come to a dark and terrifying prison cell, but a brothel with the sound of Yingsheng Yanyu, and Qiao Ji was the benefactor who went to the brothel to enjoy the service.

"Old Wei! You've been here all day, and I thought you didn't remember me! How is it, has the murderer been caught, and when can I go back? As soon as Qiao Ji saw Wei Yan and Long Tian coming to see him, he jumped up from the wooden bed, kicked open the cell door, and came to them, looking at them expectantly.

Wei Yan saw that he seemed to be enjoying the uncle just now, and he was angry and funny in his heart, sure enough, Qiao Ji, the demon king of the mixed world, could take good care of himself no matter where he was, not only turning the officials around, but also letting them serve him in turn! Of course, he admits that part of this is due to his identity: "I see that you are quite comfortable here, and you are not in a hurry to go back!" ”