125 is unfair
Yeats smiled, "Don't say three years, even ten years, as long as it exists, it is evidence, in addition to the blood stains that may be found in the crevices, the cracks in the deceased's skull are compared with the table, which is also one of the evidence." β
It turned out that this was the reason why the furniture had to be recovered, and Zhao Boteng Chong and others also thought that it was to find bloodstains, but they didn't have enough experience in the end!
Zhu Peng finally drew the charge after seeing the second steward's draw.
Seeing that the case was over, Pei Juma couldn't help but stop Yeats, who was out of the interrogation room, "Lord Ye, now you have time to investigate my nephew's case." β
The two appeared as if out of thin air, Yeats looked at the interrogation room in surprise, "And the door?" β
Pei Jingning coughed like a thief.
Pei Yuma doesn't care if his son is embarrassed or not, as long as he is not embarrassed, he will be embarrassed by others.
"Lord Ye?"
Yeats didn't get a response, blinked, put away his emotions, and saluted seriously, "Back to Master Ma, this case is a case, and there is still a suspect to be arrested." β
This case was heard from the beginning to the end, and pondered for a moment: "Are you talking about the Heijia brothers?" β
"Yes, Master Attached!" Yeats said, "The third elder of the Ping family killed his second brother, this move is intolerable, and he can't be kept for the New Year." β
Pei Juma said: "Or was it killed by the deceased Shen Biao?" β
Yeats said: "The killing of Ping's second child must be Shen Biao's means, but killing Ping's second child is indeed Ping's third hand." β
"Why?" Pei Juma couldn't figure it out, "That's his own brother, and he can do it?" β
Yeats stroked his forehead, whether the horse master was too naΓ―ve, or the world was too insidious.
No one noticed Yeats's tiny action, except for Zhao Bai, when he lowered his eyes, the afterglow swept towards Pei Jingning, if I remember correctly, when their father and son peeked at Yeats's trial, the surname Pei was scolded by the horse!
Pei Yuma was born in a big family, in addition to the wealth of the big family, there are all kinds of fighting bars that are not known to outsiders, how did he manage to be so naΓ―ve and not be killed?
Yeats seemed to understand why he was so kind to the Pei clan people in the capital, so ...... Forget it, let's put it nicely, Pei Fuma only has the romantic temperament of a literati, no worldly fireworks, no firewood, rice, oil and salt, only poetry and painting, how can such a person understand that the three brothers of the Ping family are fighting to the death for a small grocery store.
From small fights to big ones, the family affection of re-intimacy has already been wiped out in the past twenty or thirty years, killing Zhu Peng three times without success, but the money for killing people is not less, and if it is less, he will poke out the matter of Shen Biao hiring murderers, and Shen Biao, who was forced to be anxious, used a discordant plan to let the brothers kill each other.
Shen Biao promised Zhu Chang's elopement, and it was also a large part of the reason why he wanted to get rid of Ping Laosan, who was not dead, but he didn't expect to be killed by Zhu Peng before eloping.
Ping Laosan had no ability to learn from others to kill people and make a windfall, but he didn't make any money, so he pushed his second brother into the Huaizhou Canal and drowned, and sent himself to prison.
Pei Juma didn't care, "It's about to be the New Year, I won't force you, when the New Year begins, Lord Ye must solve my nephew's case." β
Yeats had a headache.
Zhao Bai, Teng Chong and others all looked at Yeats.
Yeats was embarrassed, but he still opened his mouth, "Master Horse, it's not that I don't help, it's really this case that is tricky and special!" β
"Why is it tricky? What is special? Pei Yuma didn't let go.
Zhao Bai glanced at Pei Jingning.
"Father, it's getting late, it's time for us to go home." Pei Jingning not only moved his mouth to say, but also reached out to help the middle-aged beautiful uncle who had just passed forty, as if he was helping an old grandfather.
Pei Juma pushed his son's hand away, "Lord Ye hasn't replied to me yet!" β
"Father, you are not from Dali Temple, you shouldn't ......"
If Yeats didn't open his mouth again, it is estimated that the father and son would be able to quarrel.
That's it, that's it.
Yeats arched his hand and said, "Back to the horse, the killer has a strong anti-reconnaissance ability, and no valuable clues have been found in the six cases so far; In particular, in terms of the identity of the murderer, according to my speculation, the murderer should be a son of a wealthy nobleman with status, between the ages of twenty and thirty, he should have been abused at home, hated all unfair treatment, and may have helped someone kill the children of a rich family who did many evils by chance, and was respected by the victim, and from the beginning he had a righteous heart to punish evil and promote good. β
"......" No one expected Yeats to say this.
Fu Ma Ye frowned, he grabbed the key words in Yeats's words, "There is an identity...... Abused? β
"Yes, Master Pony." Yeats said, "The little one has only been in the capital for more than half a year, and he doesn't know anything about the wealthy nobles in the capital. β
"......" The master was stunned by Yeats's words, he has never only understood poetry and painting, how can he know what is the secret and pickled things in the mansion of the wealthy nobles, and he refuses it clearly!
Pei Jingning lowered his head and saw that his father was pitted by his subordinates and didn't help.
Teng Chong looked at Yeats with a complicated expression, and speculated that as long as she was given conditions, she should be able to catch the murderer.
Don't talk about her identity, even if it is Pei Jingning, the son of the attached horse, a Shaoqing of Dali Temple, the private affairs of the wealthy nobles are not so easy to meddle in.
No wonder she said it was both tricky and special.
"It seems that even if the next one happens, it will be an unsolved case!" After getting off duty, Teng Chong rode on a horse and went home with Zhang Jin and others, and sighed with emotion.
Zhang Jin said, "Anyway, the people who should be killed are the ones who should be killed, and we haven't done anything bad, so whatever!" β
Teng Chong and Yeats had a period of time, but they didn't get along with her, "Let's go!" "But I don't know what to say.
The weather was cold, Yeats rode a horse, fully armed, and only showed a pair of eyes, "See you tomorrow, Lord Zhao-" waved his hand and rode away.
Yang Fuquan flicked his horsewhip and happily followed.
Zhao Bai stood next to the carriage, looking at the background of his colleagues' departure, did not move for a long time, and Yeats's words rang in his ears: You should be abused at home, and hate all unfair treatment......
It's not fair......
In the carriage, Pei Juma was also immersed in Yeats's speculation, and after thinking for a long time, he finally spoke, "Ziqian, Yeats has said it so clearly, who the murderer is, you should find out!" β
Yeats's status is low and he is not qualified to investigate, but Pei Jingning, who once served as the deputy envoy of the imperial capital, knows everything about the wealthy nobles in the capital, so he can't guess who the murderer is?
Pei Jingning is not acting like a son at the moment, but a person who has been in a high position for a long time, "Father, Wen Chao's death can be regarded as a lesson for all Pei's children and nephews in Beijing, I don't think there's anything wrong with that." β
The son's indifference to the Pei family suddenly angered the concubine, "I didn't say that the lesson was bad, but I have to give an explanation to Wen Chao, you just let the murderer get away with it?" β