Chapter Eighty-Nine: Watching the Killing
Meng Yan didn't say much when she saw that her words were true, so she had to nod her head as an answer. Bai Yingxue sat on the edge of Jing Zhongyue's bed and watched him wake up, Meng Yan said: "I don't know where Brother Leng went, I'll take a look." ”
Bai Yingxue nodded, not knowing what she said.
Am I all right? After Jing Zhongyue woke up, Bai Yingxue didn't close her eyes, and then fell asleep, Jing Zhongyue put medicine on the wound on her arm, and saw that Bai Yingxue was asleep and didn't bother her, so she wanted to go out for a walk, but it rained, thinking that this deserted place was also quiet.
Two oil umbrellas and two figures hurriedly entered the temple, and Meng Yan said: How can you say that it rains in this ghost weather. Fortunately, the umbrella is ready, Brother Leng, are you okay!
Leng Mofeng shook his head and said that it was a reply, Jing Zhongyue stared at him three times and there was nothing wrong with it, why did he kill someone who rescued him last night, and they also said that you are calm and decisive, but I think you pretended to be it, which is not the original form.
Meng Yan said: "If you say a few words, are you healed?" Who is Brother Leng, don't you know? If it weren't for control or suppression, would he have done that? I thought that you were not a victim of being different from those people, but I didn't expect that you were no different from them! ”
I am the victim of the victim's heart, but he doesn't care about me, but if he hurts someone, he should be sent to prison for reform.
You're saying that Meng Yan glared at him, as if she was going to be eaten alive. Jing Zhongyue didn't talk to him either.
Meng Yan mentioned Gentle and Fu Shuiliu at the wine table, and the two of them seemed to have left Luoyang, and now they want to have a short reunion, and there is still something to say, but being able to get acquainted is fate.
Oh, yes! I don't know where they are now! Bai Yingxue also has some memorization.
Bai Yingxue's attitude towards Leng Mofeng was not as pleasant as before, and she always gave him a look on his face or a colliding speech, but Leng Mofeng ignored it as if she didn't hear it, Meng Yan blindly wanted to persuade them not to have grudges, but they were always responded to by Bai Yingxue's resolute eyes, but Jing Zhongyue also helped them with her eyebrows, so she could only be silent, turning a blind eye.
In the middle of the rain and sunny days, this Yuwang Temple is clean and clean, and it also gives them time to think about the passing of the family here, but Leng Mofeng is unwilling to stop and kill time.
Jing Zhongyue thought it was comfortable and leisurely, whether she was chatting with Bai Yingxue about trivial matters and flirting with Meng Yan, she was uncomfortable, but Bai Yingxue was full of haze on her face, and she was full of vinegar. Leng Mofeng was completely isolated, and he could only walk alone in the market to find a place where he could be frank in his heart, and today's street market was extremely deserted.
There was a group of people in front of them watching, it seemed that something big was going on, and the officers and soldiers of the government blocked this piece of water, Leng Mofeng also squeezed into the crowd to take a look, only to see that the head of a dead corpse was missing, and the murder weapon and the dead body were carried on a stretcher and sent to the Kaifeng Mansion.
Leng Mofeng followed all the way to the market, and he has also been very fond of detective scripts and storytelling since he was a child, and every time he wants to know who the murderer is for the first time, he also favors the detective.
also followed the onlookers to the yamen of Kaifeng Mansion to watch, and under the words hanging high in front of the mirror sat a young prefect with a white face. This person is more than thirty years old, and it is extremely difficult to sit in the current position, or to use people as relatives, and the members of the fourth grade can become open to the outside of thirty, and the saints today appreciate it.
Leng Mofeng was surprised to see it, since it can be concluded from the deceased's clothes that the deceased is not himself, but was put on a new set of clothes after death, and when he helped the deceased put on his clothes, it was stained with blood, although it was inconspicuous, but the traces of dragging on the ground can prove that the direction of the deceased's death was not at the corner of the street but at home, and the deceased's head was not taken away at one time, but someone deliberately took the deceased's head away in order to make the yamen unable to investigate, thinking that it was a vendetta on the rivers and lakes, but in fact it was not, We found the remnants of the red in the stomach of the deceased, and there were marks left by fingernails on the deceased's body, and the smell of rouge. From these proofs, the deceased had an argument and fight with a woman, but the woman was no match for the burly man at all, and could only poison him to death, and the gorgeous clothes on the deceased's body belonged to the adulterer, and the adulterer thought that the clothes he said about committing the crime could be worn on the deceased's body, and everything could be stopped, but where did he think that the thief shouted to catch the thief, and the adulterer was blessed to go to court.
Wanfu you started by selling jewelry, your ancestors were businessmen, where did you think that the jade you came from Yunnan was to make you lose all your money, so you stopped selling jewelry, and opened a jade shop on Xuanwu Street in Kaifeng, and the half-sister who grew up with you since childhood, that is, the murderer He Wanshi, was brought to you as a couple, but later your grandfather ate, drank, prostituted and gambled to defeat the family, and your grandfather himself was castrated to the palace to do miscellaneous labor. And your sister bought it to the deceased He San, he was an honest farmer, where did you think that you would be bumped into by him when you had a private meeting, so you killed him, but there is such a thing.
Wanfu still has to quibble, my lord, you have evidence, you can't arrest me without evidence.
Proof: Is that charm on your body still there? The hosta of butterflies has been handed down from your ancestors! Do you still have a hairpin on your head?
Hail is panicked, my lord! The grass people have their belongings at home!
Is it! Then come and see who this hosta is!
This! How could it be here!
I should be asking you this sentence! The prefect is obviously a little angry, so what else do you say!
Adults and grass people! Wronged!
It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin! Spread the Ho Wan clan.
Adults and little women are husbands and children at home, how can they know this Wanxianggong!
Is it! Don't you know me, do you want me to pass on witnesses?
The adults and the prisoners have all confessed, and I hope you can be merciful and spare me!
Good! In that case, the official verdict is as follows.
Leng Mofeng looked incredible, since he could judge the murderer from the clothes and objects, he couldn't help but be contemptuous of this prefect because he was not there.