"Who's in the hall?" In the interrogation hall of the prison, Zheng Wan was pressed to the ground.

"My dignified county lord, where can I bow down to your courtesy?" Zheng Lingwan tried to keep her back straight, and her eyes were full of cleanliness. She has a clear conscience.

"Lord Zhu?" The interrogating official suddenly called, and Zhu Wuwei walked in from outside and slowly walked to Zheng Ling's side.

Zheng Ling followed that sound and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man standing beside him, the man had a little white hair on his head, and the whole person was a little haggard. This is Zhu Xiting's father, who was a waiter in the criminal department.

"The county lord is right." Zhu Wuwei said lightly.

The interrogating officer looked back and forth between the two several times, "Someone." Move a stool. ”

The confinement that was suppressed on Zheng Ling's body was gone, Zheng Ling fell to the ground, the floor of the cell was not smooth, and the pain on the palm of his hand hit at once.

"Lord County, please." Zhu Wuwei's tone was still cold and cold.

"Lord Zhu. I know adults must be sad, but this is really not what I did. I don't have a deep grudge against your daughter, so how could I do anything to hurt her. Zheng Ling got up from the ground. The blood oozing from the palm of his hand was ignored as well.

Zhu Renren turned to face Zheng Ling, and suddenly made an inexplicable request, "County Lord, can you go and worship the little girl?" ”

"Huh?" Zheng Ling was a little stunned.

"The little girl is buried today, and the county lord is also acquainted with her, so it can be regarded as saying goodbye to her if you worship her."

Zheng Ling looked at Zhu Wuwei's expression, the pain he endured, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in his heart. "Okay."

"County Lord, please."

Zheng Ling followed Zhu Wuwei into the carriage and arrived at the Zhu family's cemetery.

Zheng Ling took the incense candle coin and saluted in a proper manner.

"The county lord. Do you really have a clear conscience? When Zheng Ling was about to stand up, Zhu Wuwei suddenly asked.

The servants of the Zhu family next to him suddenly rushed over and kicked Zheng Ling's leg hard, and Zheng Ling knelt down in front of Zhu Xiting's tomb again. The two hands were clasped behind his back, and Zheng Ling wanted to stand up, but he couldn't move. "Master Zhu, what do you mean by this?"

"My daughter was murdered, what do you say I'm doing?"

Zheng Ling looked at Zhu Wuwei in surprise, "Hehe, it's really ridiculous, you are a dignified servant of the Criminal Department, and you actually abuse lynching?" ”

"As a parent, you can do anything for your children!" Zhu Wuwei's eyes were full of hatred.

"If you do this, you will only let the real murderer go unpunished." Zheng Ling's hand hurt for a while. "If you really want to find the real murderer for the sake of your daughter!"

"You're so hard-mouthed. Also, the unique county lord of Daqin, if he doesn't have some skills, how can he do it? ”

"Lord Zhu! Don't be fooled. ”

"Hmph, what happened before you and Lu Tingxuan has been spread throughout the city, you are a woman in the boudoir, how can you be so faceless and skinless, too, I heard that your biological mother is just the handmaid of the Zheng family, seducing the master, there must be a daughter."

"I had a good time with Lu Tingxuan before." Zheng Ling's face became extremely ugly. "My morals wouldn't allow me to do such a thing. Master Zhu, if you don't believe me, you can ask Lu Tingxuan. ”

"How did you two talk about it before?" Master Zhu slowly walked to the tomb.

"Evidence must be used in everything." Zheng Ling was also angry at the moment.