The arrival of the people from the Criminal Department was like uncovering the trap set by the Dingguo Mansion in advance in front of the people of the Pingyang Hou Mansion, as if they knew the answer in advance.

With the full cooperation of the two parties, all the minions sent by the Dingguo Mansion were captured by them, and they also asked who was the mastermind behind the scenes, and that person was really Zhou Ruilin, the housekeeper of the Dingguo Mansion.

At the same time, the people of the Criminal Department were also secretly investigating, and they were shocked to learn the truth about last year's crackdown on bandits.

After investigating the ins and outs of the matter, a white dove flew towards the north somewhere in Shandong.

Of course, this is an afterword, and the capital at this moment is still loose on the outside and tight on the inside.

Now neither the imperial court nor Emperor Jianzhang actually looks at the case of Si Yunting's kidnapping very seriously, and the main reason is that she has not suffered any substantial harm.

But the assassination case in Jingzhao Mansion is different, at this moment, if he dares to do it openly in Jingzhao Mansion, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not do anything else, dare to kill people in Jingzhao Mansion today, who knows if he will dare to kill people in Jinluan Palace tomorrow.

People from the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, and the Procuratorate wandered around the capital for three days, but because the crime occurred at night, there were no eyewitnesses at all.

Only the beggar at the base of the northern wall of Jingzhao Mansion said that he had seen someone that night after hearing that the court had rewarded the witnesses on that day, but it was too dark to see clearly, and he remembered that the man was eight feet tall and dressed in night clothes, and when the moonlight hit him, he saw a scar on the man's face, which ran from his left eye to the back of his ear.

This is indeed a clue for them, and they know some of the characteristics of the gangsters.

The beggar took the silver and left with a smile, and after stuffing the silver into his arms, he patted it again to make sure that the silver was still fine, and walked towards the dilapidated Chenghuang Temple outside the city with a smile on his face.

When he arrived at the temple, there was already a man in the temple, who was dressed in linen cloth and had a tattered hat on his head, and was not tall, standing with his back to him.

"Hey, I did what you said, what about the money?" The beggar leaned against the door frame, buttoned the vegetable leaves in his mouth, and looked like a villain.

The man did not speak, nor did he turn around, but just threw him a purse.

The beggar shook the weight of his hand and smiled obscenely, "This little money is not enough, I have just committed perjury." ”

"How much do you want?" The man's voice was hoarse, as if he had swallowed sand, but it was not as hoarse as the old man had spoken, but more like he had been injured.

The beggar thought he was afraid, and his eyes rolled, "At least five hundred taels." ”

After he finished speaking, he laughed evilly, leaning on the door frame and clasping the black mud between his fingers, "If you don't give it, I don't guarantee that I won't go to the yamen again." ”

"You threaten me?"

"If you say yes, that's it, anyway, I just want money, and if you want you to give money, I promise to keep my mouth shut and won't say a word."

"It's a pity."

The beggar frowned, "What's the pity?" ”

"I wanted to keep an eye on your dog's life, but unfortunately ......" The man who stood with his back to the beggar turned around as he spoke, and with a flick of his right hand, the beggar fell down with wide eyes.

From the outside, he didn't have any wounds on his body, but his expression before he died was a little horrified.

The man glanced indifferently at the dead beggar on the ground, picked up his purse on the ground, and walked out past him.

As for the beggar who died in the temple of the city god, a beggar, who cares about his death.

But it was this insignificant beggar who affected the direction of the investigation of the case.

It was wrong from the beginning, so naturally nothing could be found, and there was no tension for several days in a row, which made the Criminal Department, Dali Temple and the Metropolitan Procuratorate very big.

Because of the existence of Li Su and Si Yunlan in the Criminal Department, they set their sights on the Dingguo Mansion from the beginning, but for the Dingguo Mansion, now that they have been startled, the Dingguo Mansion will definitely be cautious and dare not make any moves recently.

Now is the time for them to be afraid of making mistakes, but all they have to do is let them make mistakes.

In the current situation, their only breakthrough is Shandong, but the group of people sent to Shandong has not yet heard any news, and they have to wait.

Jing Zhaoyin has been a bit of an old god today, because of Cao Er's killing, and the cases related to Cao Er, that is, Si Yunting's kidnapping case, have all been handed over to the Three Law Division, and he is not idle now.

"My lord, you said that the Criminal Department, Dali Temple and the Metropolitan Procuratorate have all snatched our case, and I am in a hurry, why are you not in a hurry at all!" The master on the side stomped his feet when he said this.

Jing Zhaoyin leaned back on the recliner leisurely, took a sip of tea from the teapot to his mouth, and squinted comfortably, "The mess in my hands has been handed over to others, what do I have to worry about." ”

Although His Majesty said that he would let the three law divisions assist him in handling the case, but where do people look at him, they are talking about assistance, in fact, they are doing their own thing, not to mention that they are looking down on him, they all look down on each other, and those who hold their breath are better than each other.

Jing Zhaoyin was really uncomfortable at the beginning, but then he thought about it, they can do it if they want to, and if they do more, they won't be able to do less.

"My lord, you can't do this, Your Majesty said that you obviously let them assist you, but now it's better for us to assist them.

As soon as they don't have enough people, they come to our side to ask for people, and the brothers below dare not speak out. The master looked bitter, "My lord, it's not okay to go on like this." ”

Jing Zhaoyin glanced at him, "What's wrong with this, does it matter who assists whom?" The important thing is to investigate the matter, how much work have you done, complain, how can the people of the three law divisions of the family contribute, and the people of our Jingzhao Mansion will do it?

You go down and tell them to do more and complain less. ”

He just saw what kind of credit he was fighting for with the people of the Three Law Divisions, he was not very addicted to officials, and he planned to stay in the position of the three products all his life, and he was so lazy in his ordinary temperament, except for cases of course.

But now that the case has been taken over by them, he can't enjoy it, he is tired for a few days, it's time to take a good rest.

The master was ashamed of Jing Zhaoyin's righteous words, yes, adults are so selfless, how can they embarrass adults.

"Yes, sir, I'll go!" After speaking, the master left in a hurry.

Jing Zhaoyin was left looking at his back, speechless: ......

This day is really amazing.