Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 228 227 Homeless
Looking over Feng Xiuhu's shoulder, Konate Chen saw the Duke's wife.

I also saw her cold eyes.

Konate Chen realized the seriousness of the problem.

This was Feng Xiuhu's threat - if he didn't plead guilty, he could still tell the truth about what happened that day.

The real murderer who killed him was the Duke's wife.

After a while, his throat rolled and Konate Chen finally spoke.

His voice was particularly hoarse: "I... plead guilty."

Clap clap clap clap!
Feng Xiuhu applauded enthusiastically and blew a loud whistle: "The truth is out!"

No one reacted, as if they were still immersed in Feng Xiuhu's brilliant case-solving rhetoric.

Feng Xiuhu pointed at the two sailors behind Konate Chen and said, "Hey, don't just stand there. Drag him out and shoot him."

The sailors didn't expect that there was something about them. After looking at each other, they looked at Hong Shenghuo at the same time.

Hong Shenghuo held his forehead with his hand and said nothing.

"cough."

At least it was Vadracho who understood the situation and spoke to the rescue: "My dear student, a child blessed by good fortune, don't be so impatient."

Feng Xiuhu looked up and saw Vadracho smiling and nodding at him. "Conat... Chen, even if he committed an unforgivable crime, he's still a priest of the church. So even if there's a trial, it won't be the Water Control Bureau's turn to do it."

Vadracho waved his hand, and several Divine Guards came out.

Vadracho ordered: "Take Konate Chen to the dungeon and await trial."

Bang!
The Divine Guards all beat their chests and saluted, then pushed Konate Chen away.

Konate Chen kept his head down and remained silent throughout the whole process.

He chose to give everything for the Duke's wife.

……

The confrontational interrogation came to an end, and the Duke and his wife left first.

Toverson Zhao and Hong Shenghuo negotiated for a while.

Hong Shenghuo said that the Shenwei Cannon case concerns the authority of the Water Conservancy Bureau, so there must be a result to serve as a warning to others.

Finally, Toverson Zhao made a guarantee to Hong Shenghuo on behalf of the church. With multiple crimes being punished together, Konate Chen's death penalty was inevitable, but that was after the church conducted an internal trial.

Hong Shenghuo agreed to the result and then said goodbye.

While the two of them were discussing the results, Feng Xiuhu and Vadracho were also communicating.

"Child, tell me, how did you escape from the whirlpool of the Styx?"

Feng Xiuhu opened his mouth and said, "Luckily, I grabbed a branch when I fell. Fortunately, I climbed a lot in Dicheng, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to climb up."

Vadracho asked him, "So you have been hiding in the Water Control Department until today?"

Feng Xiuhu asked in return, "How about I jump out and let Konate Chen kill me again?"

"I like your caution."

Vadracho patted Feng Xiuhu's shoulder and said, "Why don't you come to me for help?"

Why else could it be that Lady Fengyu's thighs weren't much thicker than the Cardinal Elder's?
But Feng Xiuhu said seriously, "I can't cause trouble for the teacher."

"trouble?"

Vadracho smiled faintly. "Konate Chen is far from being a problem to me. Child, perhaps you can tell me the truth. For example, is it really a coincidence that the Duke's wife appeared there?"

Feng Xiuhu lowered his eyes and spoke seriously, "This is what I wanted to tell you in private, Teacher."

"The Duke's wife has connections to the Barefoot Prince Temple. One of her maids, Gu Zhili, is a monk there. I don't know what the Duke's wife is trying to do, nor do I know if the Duke is aware of this. But the Water Control Bureau didn't dare investigate further after finding this. I imagine this will be a problem for you."

Vadraqiao narrowed his eyes: "The Duke's wife and the Barefoot Prince Temple? Well... it's indeed a trouble, but it's also very valuable."

After a long while, he exhaled and patted Feng Xiuhu's shoulder again. "This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't worry, I don't think the Duke's wife will bother you again. Well... you can rest for a few days, or you can go back to the Holy Temple directly. I heard that Konate Chen has been running the Lower City in a mess lately. Even the Duke has complained to me."

The Duke of Daguo was probably complaining about the problems at the factory.

Feng Xiuhu understood and bowed to take his leave. ...

After leaving the hall, Feng Xiuhu stopped a carriage and rushed home.

He had planned all the ways to make a grand entrance, but when he arrived at Bibo Street, he saw only a closed door.

The front of the door was deserted, even the white banners under the eaves had not been taken down.

Feng Xiuhu then remembered that he had been moved.

After coming up empty-handed, Feng Xiuhu was too lazy to go back and decided to go directly to the temple.

He walked towards the coachman who was waiting for passengers at the street edge.

Feng Xiuhu took a quick look and saw a familiar face - the leader of the black fans!
As Feng Xiuhu approached, the driver looked up at Feng Xiuhu for a while, then lowered his head and wrote something quickly on the notebook.

Feng Xiuhu leaned over and took a look. He saw a title written on the notebook: A great hero returns, but is homeless!
Feng Xiuhu was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he rushed to grab the notebook.

The driver turned around and Feng Xiuhu grabbed the empty space.

Feng Xiuhu kicked the rickshaw driver in the butt again. The rickshaw driver put his notebook in his pocket, lifted the handle and stood up - Feng Xiuhu missed a step and stumbled forward and fell.

The driver quickly turned the rickshaw sideways, and Feng Xiuhu fell headfirst into the seat.

The driver asked, "Where are you going?"

Feng Xiuhu said, "The factory area church."

The driver reminded: "Hold on tight."

Feng Xiuhu nodded: "Okay."

The rickshaw started running.

Sitting on the seat, Feng Xiuhu stared at the driver's butt and reached for the lighter in his inner pocket, but after thinking about it, he felt it was not safe, so he reached for the pocket watch in his outer pocket.

Taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, Feng Xiuhu suddenly opened his pocket watch.

The driver and the rickshaw were fixed in place. Before he could even laugh, Feng Xiuhu flew out due to inertia.

When he got up, the driver was already beside him: "Are you in such a hurry to get off before we even get there? Captain Feng, you don't want to pay again, do you?"

Feng Xiuhu climbed back into the car seat: "I'll get off to get some fresh air, let's continue."

"okay."

The driver continued walking.

Feng Xiuhu sat on the cushion and began to think.

This is unscientific. He was targeting the driver, so why would the rickshaw stop? It should have run over the driver.

Feng Xiuhu thought of Old William. If a tailor could be a priest of the Church of Night, it seemed reasonable that this coachman was not an ordinary person.

Soon, we arrived at the destination.

The driver said, "Please get off slowly. You might fall to your death."

Feng Xiuhu jumped off the carriage and the driver lifted the handle to leave.

Feng Xiuhu quickly stopped him: "You're not charging me any money? Who do you think I am?"

The driver said with a smile, "No, I was just joking with you. I can't take money from anyone else, but not from you."

Feng Xiuhu was overjoyed: "It's only been a few days, and my reputation has already improved?"

"That's not the case."

The driver waved his hands and prepared to run.

He just said, "I've already included your car fee in my manuscript fee."

The moment Feng Xiuhu was stunned, the driver ran away.

PS: Finally she is alive, but the story is not over yet - the Duke's wife is trembling.

(End of this chapter)