Lord Iceberg, please and leave!

Chapter 88
Zhao Gan held Shen Siliang's hand tightly, trying to impress him with his affection.

"Uncle, I have been on good terms with my cousin on weekdays, and I have been living in my uncle's house all the time. It is all thanks to my uncle that I am what I am today. I will never forget my uncle's great kindness to me in my life. Harm my cousin?"

"Uncle, you must trust me!"

"This woman is talking nonsense, she wants to kill me!"

Xia Zhi stood there, looking at him coldly, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "It's a pity not to become an actor with your acting skills..."

Afterwards, she asked someone to bring in a brush, and then applied some white flour on Shen Qingru's neck.

"Since you have not pleaded guilty, I will let you die to understand!"

After the white flour was sprinkled, Xia Zhi blew off a lot, leaving only a thin layer, and then smiled at Zhao Gan, "Zhao Gan, I will give you one last chance now, if you still don't admit it, then I will kill you." You're really welcome."

"See these powders?"

"You pinched Shen Qingru's neck before, and your finger marks were left on it long ago. Now I only need to compare your fingerprints to draw a conclusion."

"Do you really want me to do this?"

Shen Siliang looked at Xia Zhi, then at Zhao Gan, feeling very surprised.

He sighed a long time: "Ganer, Uncle Yixiang trusts you so much, feeds you, lets you take the imperial examination, is this how you repay Uncle?"

"Your cousin is dead, you dare not even tell the truth?"

In fact, he also saw that most of what Song Xiazhi said was correct.

If Zhao Gan hadn't pinched Shen Qingru's neck, how could he have left such finger marks?

Now, he is more and more disappointed with Zhao Gan.

"Gan'er, in front of your cousin's corpse, you can tell me a sweet word, will it work?"

The heartache was so extreme that Shen Siliang couldn't even stand still, so he took a few steps back and sat down when he touched the chair.

The two cloudy eyes seemed to be emptied, with a blank expression on his face.

Xia Zhi didn't speak, and continued to do her job. Collecting fingerprints is a common method of handling cases in modern times, but it was not popular in ancient times. This does not mean that fingerprints cannot be collected, but it is more troublesome.

Zhao Gan was sweating profusely, watching Xia Zhi collect those things from Shen Qingru's body little by little, he was scared.

"If you want to kill, kill it! I killed people!"

Jing Zhaoyin and Chu Li looked at each other.

Although Zhao Qian admitted that he killed the person, the process of killing and the murder weapon need to be recorded. He only pleaded guilty but refused to explain the process of committing the crime, which is not in line with the rules of the court.

Xia Zhi's task was considered completed, but she didn't stop, she was still sweeping something on Shen Qingru's body.

Jing Zhaoyin is the parental official of the capital. In addition to doing what the emperor entrusted to him, he also needs to be responsible for the safety of the general public. Especially this kind of life lawsuit must be recorded verbatim, and the murderer must also be responsible for the crime. Confirm by fingerprint.

"Zhao Gan, tell me the truth! How did you kill him?"

Zhao Qianhengjian had already pleaded guilty, looked at Shen Siliang's disappointed eyes, turned his face away, and said nothing.

"Just killed like that, I have nothing to say!"

"I've already pleaded guilty, what do you want from me?"

It looks like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Jing Zhaoyin looked distressed, looked at Chu Li, and asked him with his eyes: "My lord, what should I do?"
(End of this chapter)