My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 35: To Shen's Mansion

Linjiang Street in Liangjiang County.

At this time, Linjiang Street was bustling with peddlers and hawkers.

Zeng Anmin rode on a tall horse, looking at the people passing by with sharp eyes.

Dachun followed behind him. Although Dachun's horse was not small, it looked funny like an adult riding a small wooden horse under his crotch.

Behind Dachun is Shen Jun, the suspected murderer of his aunt who has just recovered from his injuries.

At this moment, Shen Jun's slightly honest eyebrows stood up, and his thick lips were tightly pursed.

He looked at Zeng Anmin with admiration and gratitude.

He knew that the convoy was now heading towards his home.

The purpose of going there is to help clear oneself of suspicion.

"Zeng Zuoli, we have arrived at the Shen residence."

On par with Zeng Anmin was Xu Yunfeng, the right clerk of the Xuanjing Division.

At this time, Xu Yunfeng's face was full of smiles, and the two moustaches at the corners of his mouth swayed under the shaking of the horse, which looked very funny.

Zeng Anmin glanced at Xu Yunfeng indifferently and looked forward.

Shen House.

It is just a simple huge plaque, but underneath it is the accumulation of countless generations.

"Open the door and enter the mansion."

Zeng Anmin waved his hand lightly, and a man in red clothes walked out from both sides of him and went towards the gate of the mansion.

When an old man opened the door, he almost fainted after seeing two rows of majestic men in red clothes at the door.

These days, when officials knock on the door of businessmen, nothing good ever comes of it.

After the man in red negotiated with the man, regardless of whether he agreed or not, two people came up and pushed the door open.

The main door of the Shen Mansion was wide open in front of Zeng Anmin.

"Walk."

Zeng Anmin dismounted from his horse and strode towards the mansion.

Dachun followed closely behind him.

Seeing his somewhat hurried pace, Xu Yunfeng looked relaxed and contented as he slowly got off the horse.

With Shen Jun's guidance, they arrived at the crime scene in no time.

The purpose of coming to the crime scene today is very simple.

First, we need to get more confessions.

The second is to search whether there are any secret passages or mechanisms in the mourning hall that day.

"Master!!"

A girl in green suddenly cried out in surprise, attracting everyone's attention.

Zeng Anmin looked over subconsciously, and saw a pretty girl running over with a look of surprise on her face, looking at Shen Jun's face:

"Master, you are back from prison!!"

Facing Zeng Anmin's gaze.

Shen Jun looked a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and said respectfully:

"This is my personal maid, her name is Pearl."

When he saw Zhenzhu, Zeng Anmin felt a little sad.

Look at this person's personal maid, her beauty is, if not the best, then at least over 80 points.

Then look at those buck-toothed and stubby-nosed people in your yard...

Dad, when will you wake up?!
"Ah."

Zeng Anmin nodded expressionlessly, looked at Pearl and asked:
"Was she at the scene when the crime happened?"

Shen Jun immediately shook his head and said, "No, if she were here, I wouldn't be so helpless to defend myself."

"Oh."

Zeng Anmin lost interest in an instant.

The main hall is the mourning hall.

Now, three months have passed since the incident, and the scene no longer looks the same as it did then.

Soon, a group of people came running over.

There are young and old.

When they saw Shen Jun coming back, some people cried with joy, some remained silent, and naturally some people looked gloomy.

It really reflects the various aspects of human life.

Zeng Anmin didn't even need to say anything, as the man in red had already come forward to "negotiate" with the people from the Shen family.

The Shen family soon agreed to temporarily hand over the main hall of the mansion to the master of the Xuanjing Division for investigation. Soon, two teams of red-clothed men entered the hall and searched it.

Those who could become the Red-robed Lang of Xuan Jing Si had all undergone the most basic training.

They were extremely skilled at searching, not leaving out any corner.

Zeng Anmin crossed his arms and took this opportunity to carefully observe the surroundings.

Soon, his eyes fell on the martial arts arena in the yard in front of the Zhenting Hall.

Eighteen kinds of weapons, including swords, spears, halberds, and swords, were all on the rack.

"Is there anyone practicing martial arts in the Shen Mansion?"

Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Jun and asked.

"Well, leading a fleet involves many dangers. Learning martial arts is a basic requirement for our profession."

"You also practice martial arts?"

Zeng Anmin pointed at the weapons rack and asked.

"No, this is what my uncle used. Unfortunately, he has poor talent and has made no further progress after barely reaching the rank."

When Shen Jun mentioned his uncle, he sighed and his face became gloomy.

"Oh."

Zeng Anmin nodded thoughtfully.

Then he turned his attention to the two slaves dressed in rough clothes.

"Are you the two servants who were guarding outside the mourning hall when the crime happened?"

Zeng Anmin had been working in the Xuan Jing Division for two days, and he had inherited a lot of the official airs.

His face was as gloomy as water, his voice was stern, and there was a sense of oppression.

"Sir, it's the two of us."

The two servants looked at each other first, then came to him tremblingly, knelt down and kowtowed.

"Let me ask you two, when the crime happened, did you hear any noise?!"

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes, put one hand behind his back, and had a serious expression.

The two of them quickly knelt on the ground and said:
"The two of us will be on duty at the hall door."

"Except for the young master, no one has come to the mourning hall... As for the sound, I couldn't hear it from the front. The young master said a few words before he came out, but I couldn't hear it clearly..."

The two of them glanced dryly at Shen Jun next to them, and seeing that Shen Jun didn't react at all, they turned their gaze to Zeng Anmin.

The answers are almost the same as the two people mentioned in the file.

Zeng Anmin turned his gaze away from the two of them.

The two men had no motive for committing the crime.

Shen Liushi had not been violated when she died.

Most importantly, these two people also have other witnesses.

There were many servants in the Shen Mansion, and those who got up at night saw the two men dozing off against the doorpost at the entrance to the main hall.

"Sir, no secret passage has been found."

Soon, two teams of red-clothed men came out, and the leader saluted and reported to Zeng Anmin.

"No?"

Zeng Anmin's heart sank slowly.

"No." The man in red nodded confidently, "And there are no signs of repairs recently."

The meaning is very clear, the murderer cannot come back and block the original secret passage.

"The crime was committed in a secret room..."

Zeng Anmin's gaze slowly fell on the main hall, and he calculated silently.

He turned his gaze to Shen Jun again.

Shen Junlue looked at him nervously with his slightly thick eyebrows and his fists clenched tightly.

Zeng Anmin slowly closed his eyes and began to slowly recall all the clues, murmuring softly:
"Mr. Shen has no motive and is not a big suspect. The two servants did not have the time to commit the crime and have an alibi..."

"hehe."

A light laugh interrupted Zeng Anmin's murmurs.

Zeng Anmin opened his eyes and found Xu Yunfeng looking at him with a smile on his face:

"My dear brother, what you said is wrong. Why is Mr. Shen not a big suspect? And how can you be so sure that he has no motive?"

"It is important to know that one must be neutral when judging a case and not be biased towards one party. Otherwise, it would be irresponsible to the deceased and a blasphemy to one's own abilities."

There was a sting in his words, his voice was gentle, but his words were extremely harsh.

"What do you think, Xu Youli?" Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and looked at him calmly.

(End of this chapter)