Chapter 40. chameleon

Pandora was stunned.

Was it intentional or accidental? It's really unclear.

"Lord Ning, there is a button at the scene of the crime, and there is also a button at the back door of the Ruyi Medicinal Wine Shop, which is also from the jacket of the staff of the Medicine and Wine Shop. There was also a small amount of lost medicinal liquor. Ma Zhutou handed over this time bomb to Ning Caijun.

"This?" Ning Caijun glanced at the menacing priest, and then at Hao who looked innocent again, he was really in a dilemma.

Both sides are foreigners, but both sides can't afford to offend.

It is best to turn big things into small things and small things, so that you can please both sides, and both sides will not be offended, and the best result will be both sides!

Ning Caijun peeked at Father Jasco and Hao again, and the joyful thought just now disappeared in an instant.

There is tension on both sides, this?

It is difficult to be an official, it is difficult to be an official, it is difficult to be an official, it is difficult to be an official.

"How much medicinal wine has been lost in the Chinese medicine shop? I also have a number, isn't it a priest? ”

"How much is missing?" Father Jasco spoke loudly at Simon Erlang.

How smart is Jiro Ximen? There are obviously forty or fifty bottles of medicinal wine left, and it is two years of cellaring, and he has not reported to the priest this month, so he wants to catch up with this matter?

God knows, he Ximen Erlang knows, isn't it providence?

"There are about 100 bottles in the store, and I'll go back and check the exact number."

"Silver that fell from the sky! There is no reason not to pick it up. Ximen Erlang became complacent.

"When the time comes, it will be said that neither the silver nor the ledger will be spared."

"Ning Zhifu, it turns out that stammering is the criminal, although it is a headless case when a person dies, but I can't bear this loss myself, you look at it and handle it." The priest's lips turned purple with anger.

"The priest dissipates his anger first, and the loss of medicine and wine is a reality, but it's just ......" Ning Caijun hesitated a little.

He can't afford to provoke Ruyi Medicine Wine Shop, and he can't jump to conclusions without being 100% sure.

If the person is dead, the physical evidence is not 100% sure, and the Ruyi Medicine and Wine Shop will be convicted with only two buttons?

He didn't have the courage and courage to do so.

But that's where it lies.

I can't quarrel with Hao face-to-face again, which not only hurts the harmony, but also makes the future cooperation in vain.

Hao opened his mouth again, but he didn't speak.

It's hard to argue.

Yellow mud is stuffed into the crotch of his pants, not but is.

"Boss Hao, what should I do about this? All the evidence points to stammering and wishful medicine and winery, you still have an idea. ”

"What is my idea, it is clear that someone has planted it, and the Ning Governor Mansion should take a good look to see if the Ruyi Medicine Wine Shop has been wronged?"

"This?" Ning Caijun was speechless.

His so-called prefect was originally a puppet donated by the Ruyi Medicine and Wine Workshop.

His actions are all in the service of the Ruyi Medicine Brewery.

can only know how to repay the favor, can you still take revenge across the river and tear down the bridge?

Borrowing his ten guts, he didn't dare to check the Ruyi Medicine Wine Shop.

Could it be that someone put a basin on the head of the Ruyi Medicine Wine Shop?

Ning Caijun felt that he was roasting on the iron plate, sitting or standing, and staying was not walking.

"Let's go back and investigate this case again, Boss Hao don't take it to heart." Pandora is well-informed, and she has done a lot of rounds.

When encountering this kind of thing, you can only take one step at a time.

"Boss Hao, I'll send five hundred taels of silver when I go back. How to deal with a stammer? ”

"The head of the horse catcher is just here, find a place to bury it." Hao came again and clearly thought that it was the stammering that dragged down the Ruyi Medicine Wine Workshop.

"I won't send it, I want to show my attitude, this case has nothing to do with Ruyi Medicine and Wine Shop." Hao Zailai's face was a little ugly, and his tone was very domineering.

"I'll go back and investigate carefully, and if I don't believe it, I won't find the real culprit who framed Ruyi Medicine Liquor Workshop." Ning Caijun said and walked away.

Ma Zhutou took a mat from the mat shop next to him and said to the messenger behind him, "Listen, bury the stammer." ”

The two officers panted and carried the stammering corpse towards the mass grave.

The mass grave was outside Lingshi City, and as soon as the two servants arrived at the mass grave, they threw the corpses down, and they didn't bother to do anything about digging a pit for burial.

Who bothers with a useless corpse?

However, you can't go back immediately after throwing the corpse, it takes time to dig a pit and bury people, and it takes some time to waste some time after throwing the corpse, and you can only go back after doing the same work.

When the stammering corpse rolled down from the top, a piece of broken silver ran out of his arms.

The sharp-eyed servant ran down after the corpse, not caring for the shoes that had been lost, and grabbed the silver in his hand.

Oh my God, I have become a fat poor.

"Is there anything left in your arms?" The sharp-eyed servant didn't care about civilization or uncivilized, and threw one hand into the arms of the stammer.

"It's better not to touch it, bad luck." The errand was busy putting on his shoes.

The two servants sat on the mass grave and chatted happily.

Silver is a mood regulator, and whoever encounters a pie in the sky will be excited.

"Money is a good thing, nothing else, no money, nothing else, no disease."

"A penny can stump a hero."

The head of the horse hunt waited in the street for half an hour, and when he saw that the two servants had not returned, he went to the mass grave to look for it.

"It's a little strange for the two of them to sit on the mass grave, talking and laughing, these two people are doing something wrong!"

"You two are hiding here and being lazy, stammering is so simple, but you two are delaying so much effort?" Ma Zhutou reprimanded the two messengers.

"Catch the head, the two of us are carrying the stammering so heavy, and we just took a breath when we threw it down, you came, go back." The officer, who had not taken the money, spoke in a hurry.

"Let you be buried, or dig a pit anyway, it's better for you, it's too convenient." Ma Zhutou looked at the errand who complained to him.

The officer who didn't take the silver was actually covering the officer who was holding the silver and distracting the horse's head.

"What's in your arms? It won't be that I took the evidence, I can hand it in directly when I come, and the physical evidence in this case is insufficient. The horse catcher still noticed that something was wrong with the errand who carried the silver in his arms.

The servant who carried the silver in his arms lied: "The head catcher, there is a little itch on the body, I just scratched it twice, just for you to see." ”

"Let's go, I'll be back immediately, we still have a lot to do!" Ma Zhutou said and urged the two servants to leave.

"Let's go!" The servant, who had the silver in his arms, was overjoyed, and in a panic he kicked on a stone and fell.

The silver jumped out of his bosom and rolled a few times.

"What's going on?" Ma Zhu's eyes lit up, and he bent down to pick up the silver, which he looked at as dear to his father than to his own father.

"Head catcher, this is the silver that I have saved for several years to save money, and I want to buy furniture, but I don't even have a decent piece of furniture at home. Just now, we were discussing which furniture should be better and cheaper. "The officer who dropped the money spoke in a serious way, as if it were the truth.

"Yes, headcatcher, we just talked about buying furniture." Another errand hurriedly played the round.

"There is blood on the silver!" Ma Zhutou carefully held the silver in his hand, and was reluctant to let go.

"What's the matter with the blood on this silver? Why don't you recruit it truthfully? Ma Zhutou was serious and his eyes were staring at the two servants.

"Head catcher, I fell when I was lifting my stammering just now, and the silver also fell out, just stained with the blood of the stammer."

"That's it."

The two officers sang and harmonized, and cooperated tacitly.

"The silver is here with me first, and I will talk about it after I investigate, we must be clean in this business, don't talk nonsense." Ma Zhutou said and took the silver into his arms.

Passing by the officer's house and asking his family, won't the truth be revealed?

Guan Gong plays a big knife in front of him!

The horse catcher is a man who has passed through strong winds and waves, and he can guess at a glance the careful thoughts of the servants.

While speaking, he came to the door of the messenger who was carrying the silver, and Ma Zhutou called the two messengers to listen to the letter at the door, and hurried into the courtyard by himself.

"Your man said he was using silver to buy furniture?"

"No, when this poor man is poor, how can he have any money left, could it be that he has saved private money?" The servant's wife looked confused.

"Private money?" The horse ran out of the yard after thinking about it.

"Headcatcher, we were wrong."

"We were blinded by money."

The two officers could only admit their mistakes.

"Don't take it as an example." The horse catcher proudly took the silver into his bosom and hummed a little song in his mouth.

Ning Caijun in the palace had a sad face, and Pan Yinlian came over and persuaded him: "You have to look at it, if you can't close the case, drag it out, and it will pass sooner or later." ”

"That's the reason, dragging is a good choice, anyway, both sides can't afford to offend." Of course, Pandora agreed with her daughter, and besides, she didn't have a good idea for a while.

"My lord, this case is too strange to be decided in a hurry, maybe it won't be long before it comes out, so my lord is still relaxed." The ghostwriter Tao was on the side to relieve Ning Caijun's pressure.

"Hmm." Ning Caijun barely breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Ying Lingshi returned home after watching the excitement in the Chinese medicine shop for a while, he felt that he should strike while the iron was hot to completely intensify the conflict between the priest and Hao again.

Only when there is a gap on both sides can he take advantage of the situation.

How many people have been harmed by Ruyi Medicine Wine Shop?

How many bones are buried in Lingshi Mountain?

You must pull out the Ruyi Medicine Wine Workshop and the Lingshi Mountain Medicine and Wine Base to relieve your hatred.

Thinking of this, Ying Lingshi couldn't help but be full of confidence.

Tonight, I will start with the Ruyi Medicine Wine Shop and eradicate this cancer.

Ying Lingshi picked up a pen and drew the structure of the Ruyi Medicine Wine Workshop.

If Feiliu and Xiao Bolt play a foreign help, he can take a risk.

……

It's night again, the Ruyi Medicine Wine Shop is more lively than before, the huge Lingshi City, the Ruyi Medicine Wine Shop has become the only place to buy and sell medicinal wine, and people in need all queue up early to enter.

The single rooms were already overcrowded, and one by one in the smoke was hallucinating and enjoying all kinds of pleasures.

After Hao came to be busy again, he wanted to take a look at some high-end guests.

At this moment, the three black-clothed men separated outside the back door of the Ruyi Medicine Wine Shop.

Ying Lingshi looked at the tree outside the wall of the Ruyi Medicine Wine Workshop, and climbed up with both hands like a monkey.

After looking around, he looked carefully after landing on the wall, and felt that there was no one who had no courtyard to jump into the courtyard from the wall.

He didn't know what was going on, and felt a lot lighter.

A few days ago, Ying Lingshi, who was still thinking about getting in and out of Ye Lingshi's yard, was so excited to have such progress.

Could it be that Kung Fu has improved?