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The sky is clear, and a thin layer of mist slowly dissipates under the rising morning light...

The two catchers hurriedly walked into the gate of the county government office, with happy expressions on their faces.

Mr. Xiancheng didn't sleep well last night. He tossed and turned all night, half anxious, half excited, but his heart was mixed with cold and hot for half the night. When he woke up in the morning, there was a deep layer of bruises under his eyes. green.

Hearing from the master that there was news from the front office, he hurriedly washed his hands and rushed out without even having time to eat breakfast.

"Ah Yong, how are you? How about the cotton socks?" Anbu County Prime Minister asked.

The arrester named Ah Yong took a step forward, cupped his hands towards the county magistrate and said: "My lord, I have checked the fabric of this cotton socks, it is indeed from Zhong's embroidery shop, and the female red handicraft of the embroiderer in their embroidery room , and the comparison has been completed, it was done by a embroiderer named Qingniang, I have already told her about it, if necessary, the adults can summon her to confront!"

The Prime Minister of Anbu County nodded, so can this nameless naked corpse be confirmed?

"That's very good! Come on, go and invite Mr. Zhong, I want to ask you in person!" The county magistrate was full of confidence now, and he secretly greeted Mr. Zhong and even the ancestors of the Zhong family in his heart, it wasn't this old man. The guy gave birth to a good son, and this good son did another good thing. How can he be so unlucky?

Fortunately for him, for the sake of face, he just refused to admit it last time, and even wanted his own son's body.

Look, how cruel is this heart?

How pedantic is the thinking?

Now there are cotton socks as supporting evidence.See how this old guy can talk nonsense?

"Yes!" The two policemen's voices were as loud as a bell. Seeing that the case had taken shape, they felt much relieved.

It's a pity that the magistrate of Anbu County had prepared a draft in his heart, and even went through the sonorous and pertinent lectures in his mind, but Mr. Zhong, who was called in, was speechless and choked.

"My lord, just a pair of cotton socks can prove that the dead body is my son? Isn't this too child's play? How much fabric is sold in my embroidery shop every year, can you calculate it? Ordinary people can afford it. How do you prove that the owner of this sock is my son?" Mr. Zhong's voice was more resonant than that of the county magistrate, and the goat whiskers on his face trembled slightly with the opening and closing of his lips and teeth, looking angry It's quite big.

The magistrate of Anbu County was shocked by his loud voice, seeing the posture of Mr. Zhong, his eyeballs were bigger than the copper bell.It's just here to find fault.

Why does it seem that the position between them has changed?

Could it be that he really wronged others?

Hey, that's not right, Xiaoyao Wang said so, if the cotton socks and stitches are matched, the source of the corpse can be confirmed...

The Anbu county magistrate's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't get it right for a while.After making promises for a long time, Master Zhong blew his beard and stared at him again.Leng is not uttered a word.

Ah Yong, the catcher who just came to report the letter, saw that his lord had eaten a turtle, his brows were wrinkled into characters, and he was anxious. At this moment, he didn't care about etiquette, so he hurried to the master and whispered a few words in his ear.

The master's squinted eyes opened a crack, revealing his nakedness, nodded and walked towards Anbu County Prime Minister.

"Come here. Go ask the young lady in the embroidery room to come and confront her!" Anbu County Chancellor ordered.

The catcher Ayong who had just been recruited hurriedly took the order and left.

Master Zhong was not worried, he went to the side of the courtroom and sat down behind a short table.The muscles on his face were still heaving, and it was obvious that his emotions hadn't completely calmed down yet.

The magistrate of Anbu County glanced at Master Zhong, full of doubts in his heart.

But for a while, he couldn't tell why...

The atmosphere was so quiet that it was almost eerie, and the county magistrate was still struggling in his heart. He would have no peace for a day without the truth of this case. These days, it was like a year.

After waiting for a while, Ah Yong led a servant woman into the courtroom. The servant woman bowed her head, with a cautious and respectful expression, and knelt on the ground to salute.

"The people in the hall report their names!" Anbu County Prime Minister said in an official tone.

The maid prostrated herself on the ground, her forehead resting on the ground, and said tremblingly, "Young lady, the peasant woman, pays homage to my lord!"

"Qing Niang, are you the embroiderer of the Zhong Family Embroidery Village?" Anbu County Chancellor asked.

"Yes!" Qing Niang still bowed her head, her voice was clear.

"I want to ask you, is the fabric of these cotton socks from your embroidery shop? Who is the stitch from? Can you recognize it?" Anbu County Prime Minister leaned forward slightly and asked word by word.

In the speaking room of Anbu County Prime Minister, the master had already taken off the corpse, and presented the cleaned cotton socks in front of Qing Niang.

According to her words, Qing Niang picked up the socks and compared them carefully again, the simple expression on her face remained the same, without any trace of panic.

"Yes, the fabric is indeed from our embroidery factory, and the stitches of the cotton socks are indeed from the hands of women!" Qing Niang replied.

The Prime Minister of Anbu County turned pale, and glanced at Mr. Zhong who was sitting beside him. The old man was staring straight at Qing Niang who was kneeling on the ground, his cheeks were bulging, but he couldn't help it.

"Can you tell me who made these cotton socks?" Anbu County Prime Minister shifted his gaze to Qing Niang again and asked with a smile.

Qing Niang replied unhurriedly: "My lord, the women usually only do embroidery in the embroidery room, but these cotton socks are not often cut. The women vaguely remember that Erlang once asked the women to make more than a dozen pairs. He also specially asked the women to hide the thread ends so that they don't get caught on their feet!"

After hearing this, the Anbu county magistrate was overjoyed.

He looked at Mr. Zhong with a gloomy face, and smiled even more, as if to say: Did you hear that?The owner of this sock is Zhong Erlang, see if you still don't admit it...

"In this way, the nameless naked corpse is undoubtedly Zhong Erlang!" Anbu County Chancellor said.

Mr. Zhong finally couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and walked to the main hall, bowed casually to the county magistrate, and said, "My lord, my son Erlang is missing now. I don't know where he is. There is no way to testify. Please forgive me for not accepting that this naked corpse is my son based on Qingniang's one-sided words."

There was no trace of sadness in his words. If it was an ordinary parent, even if the children were assholes, they would be heartbroken when they got the news of death, but Mr. Zhong didn't show any sadness on his face. Could it be that the young lady's confession was false? ?

Look at Qingniang again, kneeling on the ground with her head bowed, her expression is normal...

The Prime Minister of Anbu County is in trouble again!

God, what a headache this case is, and his temples are starting to throb again.

Outside the courtroom, Xiaoyao Wang Long Tingxuan was hidden in the crowd. Just now, he can be considered to have seen the case-saving ability of Anbu County Prime Minister.

The corners of the mouth curled up slightly, and there was an indescribable evil charm in the smile.

Ah Sang looked at the appearance of Anbu County Chancellor, and kept shaking his head. He whispered in Long Tingxuan's ear, "Young Master, let's save the County Chancellor immediately!"

Long Tingxuan tapped Ah Sang on the forehead with his snow fan, and immediately burst out laughing loudly.

Loud and majestic laughter swirled above everyone's heads. They looked back unconsciously, then spontaneously stepped out of the way and bowed their heads.

Anbu County Prime Minister just wanted to stand up to greet him, when he heard King Xiaoyao say: "The deceased is your Erlang!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support , is my greatest motivation.)