Chapter Fifty-Eight: Who Wrote the Note?

Chen Jinbao wrapped one hand around his chest and touched his chin with the other, and fell into thought. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Outsider, and know my reputation? And this is the evidence that appeared in the previous case, maybe this person has seen me solve the case, and this case is related to the previous case. Outsiders, have you seen me solve the case? ”

Chen Jinbao had been thinking about who this person might be in his mind, and suddenly he raised his head suddenly.

"Hmm!"

Ling Xianjie looked at Chen Jinbao's reaction and asked, "Did Chen Zhutou think of who it might be?" ”

Chen Jinbao didn't reply, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, could it really be that person? No matter how you look at it, that person looks like a harmless animal.

"Master, I also guessed someone, but is it really possible that it is him?" Wang Fugui said.

Ling Xianjie looked at the reactions of these two masters and apprentices, and also understood that they already knew who they were.

"Let's be bold to say, let's just assume now, if we don't make bold guesses, then when can we make bold guesses?"

Chen Jinbao bowed to Ling Xianjie and said, "My lord, the lower official thinks that he is a witness in the ghost house case, and this person also has a good relationship with the county master, and the county master still wants to ask him to be the master." A scholar named Liu Song. ”

Ling Xianjie thought about it, Liu Song, this name seems to have been seen in the records of the main book.

"This man is one of the key witnesses in the Haunted Mansion case, right? The officer remembers that he was the first to enter the scene of the murder. ”

Chen Jinbao replied, "Yes, my lord." ”

Ling Xianjie lowered his head behind his hands and thought about it, now the murderer in this case has basically been identified, but there is only a lack of evidence to support his thoughts.

"Chen Zhutou, let's not think about that scholar first, just this case, let's sort out a little bit What doubts are there?"

Chen Jinbao replied: "My lord, there are three doubts now, one is the matter of the knife, because your lord, you said that the murderer probably brought a knife to tease Jiang Han, and Jiang Han didn't seem to find the knife, the second is that you think that the traveling merchant is the tenant named Liu Wu who came on the sixth night of the first lunar month, and the third is that the traveling merchant did not shout when he saw the corpse, but yelled when he saw the spider. ”

Ling Xianjie nodded, and then said: "These three doubts are a little difficult to prove, to prove the first doubt, you have to ask Jiang Han again, the second doubt has to ask the guy, and the third doubt has to ask the guy." It's all things that require human evidence, and human evidence is too much more troublesome than physical evidence. ”

Chen Jinbao very much agrees with Ling Xianjie's words, what physical evidence is like is what it is, it just needs people to think, but human evidence is often misremembered or misread for other reasons, and it is not easy to ask it.

Ling Xianjie frowned and thought for a while, and then said: "In this way, Chen Zhutou, you take this note and Wang Zhuai to find the county master, since he has a good relationship with that scholar, let him recognize whether the handwriting of this note was left by that scholar, and here will be handed over to our people from Dali Temple to check." ”

After speaking, Ling Xianjie took the note to Chen Jinbao. After Chen Jinbao's master and apprentice thanked Ling Xianjie, he left the torture room.

"My lord, Zheng Qing's subordinate has already ordered someone to invite him several times, but he has always disagreed. Why don't we just want this Chen to catch the head? ”

Ling Xianjie shook his head and said, "No, compared to his master, he is still too far behind, according to this official, let it be put down in advance to fill the vacancy in Dali Temple, and talk about it later." Let's go and bring a few suspects over. ”

"Yes!"

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Chen Jinbao and Wang Fugui ran to the door of the county lord's house and stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......."

After a while, the door opened. When the two saw the county master, they immediately shouted: "Master." ”

The county magistrate seemed to be a little angry when he saw Chen Jinbao and Wang Fugui.

"Oh, what are the two adults of Dali Temple still looking for the lower officials?"

As soon as Chen Jinbao and Wang Fugui heard what the county magistrate said, they were so frightened that they immediately knelt down.

"Master, Xia Guan has never been to any Dali Temple, it's just that Lord Ling asked the villain to follow him to investigate the case."

The county magistrate stroked his beard, and the anger on his face disappeared a lot, Chen Jinbao understood that it seemed that the county magistrate was afraid of Ling Xianjie, and sprinkled the anger on the two of them.

"Get up, what are you doing here?"

Chen Jinbao and Wang Fugui stood up, took out the note, handed it to the county master, and then said: "Master, this note is the evidence found in the deceased's shoes in the previous case, and it is what is written on it, the people of Dali Temple dug up the pile of treasures, and in terms of handwriting, does the master feel familiar?" ”

The county master took the note, picked it up and looked at it, and at this time Chen Jinbao found that the county master's eyes widened.

"Where is it familiar, it's the first time I've seen this kind of handwriting for the official, don't show it to the official, you two get out!"

After speaking, the county magistrate threw the note at Chen Jinbao's face, and then closed the door with a "pop".

Chen Jinbao picked up the note on the ground, he could feel it just by looking at the county master's expression, this note must have been written by the rotten Confucian scholar and no one else.

"Master, I feel ha, this time is different from the last time, this time we have the support of the people of Dali Temple, and we don't have to worry about the face of the master at all." Wang Fugui said.

Chen Jinbao turned his head to look at Wang Fugui, and then said: "That being said, let's not care if the grandfather will wear small shoes for the two of us after the people from Dali Temple leave, but now the rotten Confucian scholar can't find it, and the county magistrate doesn't admit that this handwriting was written by the rotten Confucian scholar, what should we do?" ”

Wang Fugui bit his thumb and thought for a while, and then said, "Master, you reminded me, where did you say that rotten Confucian scholar would be?" If that scholar had met Yang Ming and his family in the previous case, and gave them this note, would you say that he would still be in the county and not left? ”

Chen Jinbao nodded, he thought that what Wang Fugui said was very reasonable, Yang Ming and his family were both his downlines, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen, and the two downlines killed each other.

"Think about it in combination with this case, if the murderer is really the traveling businessman, and the traveling merchant is the scholar's downline, then why did the traveling merchant kill the family? Unless........"

"The family wants to work with the traveling merchant, but the traveling merchant is unwilling to let him share the money." Wang Fugui said.

Chen Jinbao nodded, agreeing with Wang Fugui's statement, but to prove the relationship between You Shang and the scholar, he must prove that he was the murderer, and he should have had correspondence with Jiading, but the letters were burned again.

"Master, we can only wait for Lord Ling's side to make some progress before making the next step."

Chen Jinbao nodded and said: "That's right, we can only wait for a while, our affairs are also done, this note is indeed from the hand of that scholar, just look at the expression of the master." ”

"Master, should we go back and report to Lord Ling right away?"