Dressed as the best villain’s wife, I’m busy raising cubs and farming.

Between the two rows of killing sticks, an honest and honest man, Xu Da, was kneeling.

"Bang!" The gavel knocked, and no evil spirit could escape.

"Who is there in the hall? Can you tell me your name?"

"Sir, Xu Da is originally from Lishutou Village, Wuzhuang County, Qingzhou. He fled here with his family because of the plague twenty years ago. Ten years ago, the elders in the family died one after another, so Xu Da and his wife came from the east of the city. Zhuangzi moved to Tonghua Lane, and thanks to the blessing of the adults, he built two thin houses to shelter from the wind and rain. From then on, my husband and I lived nearby, making scallion pancakes, scallion pancakes, scallion pancakes, scallion pancakes, and selling them every day. The shed built ten meters in front of Fulai Inn is where our husband and wife do business.

Today I saw crowds of people rushing towards Tonghua Lane, and I couldn't help but follow them to take a look at the excitement. Just because I heard that the brother and sister staying at Fulai Inn were in danger, I ran into the alley, and then, I saw a good-looking man. The little lady pulled out the hairpin from her head and stabbed a man through the neck..."

Xu Da was still frightened when he said this. He covered his chest and was frightened for a long time.

"Sir, what I said is true. The blood on the little lady's clothes was spattered at that time. I saw that the little lady had killed someone and was about to run away. There was also a man who didn't know whether to live or die. I panicked and shouted loudly. Killing. That’s what happened.”

The crowd suddenly became noisy again.

"How cruel! How can a little lady be so cruel?"

"I also saw the little lady stumbling out of the alley. She was covered in blood. We thought she had met a bad guy."

"Yeah, I was about to step forward and ask the little girl if she needed help, but I didn't expect that the little girl ignored us at all and just ran away from us."

"I looked at the little girl's skills, and she didn't look like an injured person. Then I heard a voice coming from the alley saying that someone was dead and the murderer had escaped. Let us stop them. Without thinking much, I pulled someone to stop the little girl. Regardless of whether she did it or not, it’s better not to let anyone escape until we find out if she is innocent.”

"Oh!"

"Quiet in the hall!"

"Bring a widow to work."

After a while, Wu Zuo was brought in for an on-site autopsy. This time, no one dared to say anything, as if they were afraid of disturbing their souls.

Wu Zuo is an old man with a ravaged face. His skillful judgment, precise words and simple language suddenly brought everyone's hearts back.

"Sir, the deceased's neck was pierced. This is a fatal wound. It can be determined to be caused by metal. After comparing it with the gold hairpin, the wound matches the gold hairpin, and it is definitely the murder weapon. In addition, There were no injuries or other symptoms on the deceased’s body.”

This is to say that Jin Chai stabbed Wu Yong to death.

"What's the explanation for the scissors on the deceased?"

Wu Zuo took the deceased's waistband without haste and said, "Sir, please take a look..."

Only then did everyone see clearly that the waistband was made of iron, and now there was a scissor scratch, which meant that the scissors did not hurt the deceased at all.

"Bang! Bring the murderer Song Wenxue to court."

The hall was quiet again. Everyone held their breath and concentrated, wanting to see clearly what the murderer looked like. He actually killed an adult man in broad daylight.

Song Wenxue was brought up, her hands and feet were chained, and the hot sight around her burned her heart like a soldering iron. She was so ashamed that she wanted to tear these vulgar humans to pieces.

She really couldn't figure out why she ended up in this situation.

It was obvious that she had been pampered and pampered since she was a child. Her parents loved her and her brother loved her.

But now, as if overnight, her world had turned upside down.

Her mother who loved her the most died, her eldest brother who loved her also died, and even Butler Fu, who always took care of her, died. Crucially, they all died at the hands of her father who loved her the most, and his father was imprisoned.

She was not stupid. Although all this happened suddenly, it was not without trace.

Why didn't something happen before, but something happened when that bastard Song Lin came to Fucheng? He must have done something.

Song Wenxue was full of hatred and gave Wu Yong five hundred taels of silver to kill Song Lin.

But she never expected that Wu Yong, an idiot, would suddenly stab her with a dagger instead of killing Song Lin.

Seeing that she had no choice but to retreat, she had no choice but to pull out the golden hairpin on her head and stab it. She was just trying to save her life. Yes, she was right, it was Song Lin who was wrong, those who framed her.

The woman who had been dodging left and right before suddenly stared back, her eyes showing condescending contempt wherever she went.

"Your Majesty!"

"Mighty~"

"Who is there in the hall? Can you tell me your name?"

"... Sir, the daughter of the people is Song Wenxue, the second daughter of Boss Song of Yunlai Restaurant. Sir, the daughter of the people is innocent. Please make the decision for the daughter of the people. It is not a pity to die of the daughter of the people, but you must not damage your reputation."

"Oh!"

"Ms. Song, just answer my questions and don't say anything irrelevant."

"Let me ask you, do you know this person?"

The white cloth was lifted up, revealing a grey, hideous face.

"Ah~"

Song Wenxue screamed immediately. The difference between a dead person's face and a living person's was so great. What's more, Wu Yong died suddenly, so his unfriendly face looked so eerie and terrifying.

Song Wenxue had obviously never seen such a scene before, and was so frightened that he lost his mind for a moment and began to talk nonsense.

"Wu Yong, don't come to me, it's not me..."

"I told you to kill Song Lin..."

"I, you deserve to die, disobedient dogs deserve to die..."

"Ah, no, I didn't. I didn't kill him. It has nothing to do with me. Sir, let me out quickly."

In a corner of the crowd where no one was paying attention, Song Lin took off his hat and turned to leave.

The medicine given by Sister Xindao is really magical.

Song Wenxue was already on his revenge list, but he never thought that she would hit him first.

Wu Yong was the killer bought by Song Wenxue, and he got the medicine given by his sister. When Wu Yong saw Song Wenxue, he had a hallucination in his mind, and he treated Song Wenxue as Song Lin to deal with him. Song Wenxue was not a weak person who could not take care of himself, and her survival prompted her to kill Wu Yong with her backhand. .

He prepared the scissors, but he didn't expect Song Wenxue to be able to solve it by himself.

Another thing is that Wu Yong is really arrogant and thinks that killing him, a ten-year-old boy, is as easy as squeezing an ant to death, so he doesn't bring any other tools at all, which makes Song Wenxue's rhetoric unsustainable.

Then there was the play he and Fan Yanzhi performed at the entrance of Tonghua Alley. Everyone nearby witnessed Song Wenxue stumbling out of the alley. And when Xu Da stepped forward to identify it, Song Wenxue would soon go to hell.

"Oh!"

"Mighty~"

"Song, let me ask you again. Do you know the deceased?"

This time Song Wenxue woke up and shook her head quickly.

"do not know."

She must refuse to admit it.

"You're lying! The government officials found two hundred taels of silver ingots at Wu Yong's residence, and you took 500 taels of silver ingots from Sihai Bank the day before. The shopkeeper of the bank confirmed that the silver ingots you took away happened to be made by them. The bank currently only provides the marked new silver ingots to three customers. The other two customers have their money in good condition, but the whereabouts of your two hundred taels are directed at Wu Yong. How do you explain it?" (End of Chapter)