A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 122 122 Strange Case (7)

Pei Jingning stroked his forehead, "Father... every row is like a mountain..."

Concubine Pei didn't think so: "Why do you think that she is not as good as the family manager in adjudicating cases for my father?"

"Father means the son is an idiot?"

Thinking of his son's ability all the way to become the deputy governor of the imperial court, and then from the deputy governor of the imperial court to the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he took office for more than half a year and paid back tens of millions of taels of silver for the saint. The opponent had already found an opportunity to attack him.

Prince Consort Pei blushed when his son said it: "You...did you hear it?"

Pei Jingning nodded, "Master Ye seems to be aimless, but in fact every sentence has a specific purpose."

Concubine Pei pursed her lips, "I'm also worried about your cousin Wen Chao's case for my father, so..." He is the elder who feels sorry for the younger generation who can't bear his sudden death!
For the children of the family, Concubine Pei really puts all his heart and effort into it, and really worries about them, hoping that they can make a name for themselves in the capital, but things always go against their wishes.

Why can't he take good care of the juniors!
Seeing his father blaming himself again, Pei Jingning had a headache, "Father, if you have time, come and watch how Mr. Ye solves the case. I believe that after watching, you will understand whether I praised Mr. Ye, or Mr. Ye solved the case with his ability. "

"Will it interfere with your business?"

Pei Jingning raised his eyebrows and then lowered them, "If I say I'm in the way, will you not come?"

"Then it won't happen." Concubine Pei was very sincere to his son.

Pei Jingning stroked his forehead again, "It's getting late, let's go."

After all, the Zhu family was a merchant, and there were not many stewards and servants in the family. Yeats finished the trial after a day of trial.

In the office room, Ye's small group got together, and Teng Chong couldn't help asking her, "Zhu Chang's trial will be held the day after tomorrow, so what are we going to do tomorrow?"

Yeats sat at the case table, stuck in the case, and returned to Teng Chong after a long time: "There is a detail that I have never wanted to understand."

"What details?"

"The deceased Shen Biao died in the autumn and winter three years ago. As the morning and evening cooled down and the temperature rose at noon, the body entered a dry and cold winter before it rotted. The winter in the north was dry and cold, and the cellar entrance was well sealed, so the body was After drying, it was not soaked by the spring and summer rain. It had been lying quietly inside without any damage. The clothes on the body were also half rotten. They could be seen but not moved. They were broken when pulled. The purse at that time... was tied to the body of the deceased. , or did it fall on the deceased?”

After all, it has been three years, and everything that should be rotten is almost rotten, leaving only a shape.

Teng Chong seemed to understand, "You mean you don't know whether the purse belonged to the deceased, or the murderer left it on the deceased, right?"

"Yes." Yeats stood up and went to the evidence cabinet to take out his purse. He put on his gloves and picked up a magnifying glass and carefully observed the purse string. The cross-sectional fractures on the string were eroded by time to the same extent as other places.

"That makes sense," she said.

Everyone did not understand.

Teng Chong was everyone's mouthpiece, "What makes sense and doesn't make sense? Could it be that the wallet was left behind by the murderer?"

Yeats took out the little black thing with tweezers, looked at it in front of his eyes, "What is this?"

Zhao Bai said, "Maybe it's a silver bean."

It is normal to put silver beans in the purse, but it is too oxidized. Yeats scraped it twice with the tip of tweezers, but the silver color did not appear. "It should be a red bean."

The red bean is born in the southern country, and a few sprigs come out in spring.

May Jun pick more, this thing is the most acacia.

Yeats raised his head again and said, "Captain Teng will take Miss Shen to Dali Temple to investigate the case."

Zhao Bai asked, "Miss Shen said she didn't know who her brother's concubine is. Do you suspect that she is lying?"

Yeats pondered in the official room, and returned to Zhao Bai after two rounds, "Maybe Shen Xiniang is not lying."

Just as Tengchong was about to take Zhang in and out, he stopped and asked her, "Then you asked me to bring her to Dali Temple?"

"You bring it here!" "Oh." Teng Chong turned around to bring someone.

Zhang Jin wants to follow.

Yeats stopped him, "Catcher Zhang has other business."

Zhang Jin stayed.

Ye Zhi said to Qin Dachuan, "Three years ago, a few days before the winter solstice, the Zhu family cleaned up and sold a lot of old furniture, especially almost all the furniture in the main hall.

The servant of Zhu's house said that the set of furniture was actually pretty good, and several neighbors wanted to buy it, but the second housekeeper didn't sell it, so they took it to the dental store and sold it.

I have a question, it is Chengnan Wanjia Dental Shop, go and find out who it is selling to. "

Qin Dachuan went out to handle the task immediately after receiving it. Yeats asked Zhang Jin to follow, "If you find it, let me know."

"it is good."

The two hurried to work.

Zhao Bai frowned slightly, "Three years have passed, what do you think will remain on the furniture?"

Yeats smiled slightly, "People who are not diligent may have leftovers. If you meet a woman who is diligent, wipe it twice a day, and there is nothing left."

Ancient tables and stools were surrounded by intricate carvings. Yeats once noticed that once any soup spilled into the gaps in the carvings, it would be difficult to wipe them off.

Zhao Bai had an incredible expression on his face, "Do you want to get lucky?"

"is it not OK?"

Although Yeats is indeed outstanding in solving crimes, it is too much to find bloodstains that may have been left three years ago in a lucky way...

Yeats smiled and said nothing.

Three days will come soon.

But for Zhu Changshi, one day was like a year, and she suffered for three full days. When the jailer said that she was going to be interrogated, she was shaking all over, trembling non-stop, and could not stop no matter how hard she tried.

Yeats looked at Zhu Chang who was shivering all the time. It was because her hands were shaking when she poured the tea that she smelled a different smell.

"Zhu Chang?"

Mrs. Zhu Chang kept trembling as if she had seen a ghost, and was even frightened as if she was about to convulse at any moment.

Yeats signaled Yang Fuquan to bring a cup and a half of hot water to Zhu Changshi.

Yang Fuquan's face is full of childishness, not sharp facial lines, soft facial features, clean and bright youthful look, looks harmless to livestock.

"Sister-in-law, warm your hands." After saying that, half-hot water was poured into Zhu Changshi's cold hands. He smiled at her, which not only made her hands warm instantly.The whole person also feels much better, not so shivering.

The Nuannan appeasement really worked, Yeats smiled secretly, and waited for her to recover before slowly opening her mouth, "Mr. Zhu Chang, it is said that Zhu Peng often beats you, right?"

Gang Wen's heart suddenly fell to the lowest point again, and her eyes dodge.

Yeats sighed: "You are a poor man."

She was so scared just now, Yeats' words made her eyes turn red, and her face became distorted and hideous, "Who says I'm pitiful...I'm not pitiful...I don't want you to be pitiful..."

Yeats quickly adjusted her facial expression as the person being interrogated changed, and she said expressionlessly, "You didn't have this attitude when you seduced Shen Biao three years ago. Asking questions about warmth and caring, dare you say that is not "poor"?"

(End of this chapter)