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Chapter 33 The confusing murder case of Li Zhuoyi’s brother-killing

Mr. Zai, who leaned over to take a look, gasped and said in admiration:

"When it comes to flattery, it has to be you. I've known you for seven years, how come I can't learn how shameless you are?"

I saw that the title of the poem written by Ye Qing was clearly: Xie Qian is invited to be named on the gold medal list. He wrote: Anonymous.

Ye Qing put down his pen and urged: "Mr. Zai, please stop being poor and send the poem over quickly."

Mr. Zai rolled his eyes and said angrily:

"I've been calling me by my first name every day for seven years, and I'm not polite at all."

"Isn't this my old relationship with you?" Ye Qing let out a harmless smile and continued to bury the bad feelings in his heart.

In the private room on the third floor of Zuixiang Pavilion in Pinglefang.

Zhang Xiuran also stared in amazement at the seven words written in thin gold on the paper.

"Good poem, really good poem! Ye Qing has never been to Kyoto. This poem not only describes the scene and mood of high school, but also makes people feel that high school students are just like themselves, making people immersed in it."

"This kind of poetic talent is so rare in the world that it makes people feel ashamed. When this poem came to Kyoto, all those talented people had to be resigned to it."

The next moment, Zhang Xiuran's expression became weird and he said funny:

"This Ye Qing is so thoughtful. He actually gave Mr. Xie the opportunity to leave his name in history."

"Although Mr. Xie is a great scholar who is indifferent to fame and wealth, I'm afraid he can't resist such temptation!"

"I think it's a good thing that Ye Qing will be more favored and valued."

Zhang Xiuran folded up the poem and handed it to Qi Heng: "You will hurry up and catch up with Mr. Xie and give it to him."

"Yes, sir!"

After Qi Heng leaves.

Zhang Xiuran took a sip of tea and whispered:

"Bold, careful and thick-skinned, flattering and unyielding in self-respect. What a contradictory person!"

The next day.

Wang Liu, a former jailer and now a clerk in the execution room, was wearing a black official uniform, holding a stack of files, and walked into the Zaishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, which he often interacted with.

People feel refreshed when happy events happen, and they are released from a well-off prison. Although it is a pity, the execution room is not much worse, and it has also caught the eyes of the prefect and the official.

In the government office, his status has increased significantly, and he no longer has to face the prisoners' screams of injustice every day, as well as the dark and smelly prison.

Let Wang Liujie, who lives under the sun again, feel clear both physically and mentally.

With a red face, he said to Mr. Zai, who was lying on the medicine cabinet and yawning out of boredom:

"Zai Lao, I have been ordered by the magistrate to hand over these files to Ye Qing."

"Well, he is in the backyard, so I won't lead the way myself."

Mr. Zai waved his hand casually and continued to yawn, squinting his eyes and looking at the street outside, looking for the beautiful girl with a bumpy figure.

"Okay, just rest."

Wang Liu, who was extremely familiar with the medical clinic, nodded and walked into the medical clinic.

In a quiet room.

Ye Qing, who had never rested in five years, felt uncomfortable all over after a night's rest and always wanted to find something to do.

But there was only a pot of pothos, a pot of orchids, a bed, and two chairs in the quiet room, which made Ye Qing restless. He could only sit on the chair and count the leaves of the pothos next to him.

"..."

"seventy three."

"seventy four."

Boom!

A knock on the door interrupted Ye Qing, who was concentrating on stopping it.

"Is Qing Xiaolang here?"

The familiar voice cheered Ye Qing up, and he slipped over to open the door.

Seeing Wang Liu's gratitude, he even had a flattering look on his face.

Ye Qing's eyes fell on the black official uniform he was wearing and the foot-high file he was holding in his arms.

His heart beat faster, but he still wore a gentle smile, stepped aside and got out of the way, and said warmly:

"Prince, what's the matter with you coming to me? By the way, thank you for showing mercy to me that day. Look at my injury, it's scabbed over in just one day! I'll have to treat you to a nice drink another day."

Wang Liu looked at the extremely handsome Ye Qing, who was dressed in light ink cotton clothes, washed cleanly, with a gentle smile, and admired in his heart:

"Yesterday in the prison, even though he was in such a miserable state, he looked so handsome. After he was cleaned up, he turned out to be the most handsome man we have ever seen. No wonder he was the man who killed the magistrate, Xie Daru, and the rich Mr. Zhang.

ah!"

Thinking in his heart, Wang Liu kept walking and talking, smiling warmly as he walked forward.

"Qing Xiaolang, the prefect ordered me to bring these files to you."

After walking into the room and taking a quick glance, Wang Liu placed the file on the wooden chair, then gratefully bowed to Ye Qing, clasping his fists and saying:

"The other thing is that I, Wang Liu, have to thank Ichiban Qingxiaolang."

"If it weren't for your words in the prison yesterday that woke me up, I wouldn't be able to change into the skin of a torture chamber official now."

Ye Qing stretched out his hand to lift Wang Liu up and said with a smile:

"There's no need to thank me. I just reminded you that it was Brother Wang who had the intention and the hard work that led to the changes you have now."

Listen, humility speaks!

Look, he is handsome and kind!

Moreover, Ye Qing changed his tune and expressed his intention to draw closer to each other.

Wang Liu stopped talking nonsense, pointed at the file beside him and said:

"Qing Xiaolang, this pile of files is a murder case that the government has been unable to solve after many investigations over the past ten years. The prefect asked you to pick one case to investigate."

The next moment, Wang Liu pressed the file with his hand to stop Ye Qing from reading it. He met his doubtful eyes and said seriously:

"I guessed what you were thinking. This road is difficult, and since you are not a member of Class 3 and Room 6, the head of the investigation team will not pay attention to you."

"You know how to repay kindness. A drop of kindness will be repaid by a spring. When I come, I will ask the prefect to take a leave and cooperate with you in private to investigate the case. The prefect has agreed."

"Next, if you need anything, I'll be here at your call."

If you feel sleepy, someone will give you a pillow.

Ye Qing originally planned to use some unorthodox methods to investigate the case, but with Wang Liu's help, he could get twice the result with half the effort.

Moreover, after Mr. Xie left, the prefect asked Wang Liu to send him the dossier and also approved Wang Liu's leave. This meaning is extremely obvious.

The pressure fell on Ye Qing's shoulders.

He thanked: "Thank you, Brother Wang."

Wang Liu did not change his movements, pointed at the file and said:

"Actually, I don't recommend you choose these five cases."

Wang Liu, who took over the position of the jailer from his grandfather, started working as a jailer at the age of fourteen and worked as a jailer for twenty-three years. He knew how difficult these cases were.

Moreover, the most recent cases date back three years.

The victim was reduced to a skeleton, and the murderer was probably at large and left Huaiyang City.

Even if there are clues, it is extremely difficult to investigate.

He looked at Ye Qing who was waiting for his next words, took out another file from his arms and said:

"Of these five cases, the most recent one occurred three years ago."

"I suggest you investigate this case in my hands. It happened half a month ago. The victim is now in prison. The former prison chief Liu Weikang couldn't find any clues. Moreover, the owner was worried about his reputation being damaged, so he gave Liu Weikang money.

The case has been concluded hastily, I reported it to the torture chamber last night, but the judge has not yet heard it."

"Although Prisoner Liu Weikang has been corrupt and accepted bribes, his ability to investigate cases is also well-known in Yangzhou. Otherwise, the prefect would have turned a blind eye to his previous corruption as long as it was not excessive."

"For the case that he can't find out, the judge must have no clue, so..."

With that said, Wang Liu placed the file in Ye Qing's hand.

Without opening the file directly, Ye Qing solemnly bowed to Wang Liu with clasped fists and said gratefully:

"Brother Wang, thank you!"

"You're welcome, we're all doing this for each other, as the literati say, reciprocate good deeds, sow good causes and reap good results."

Wang Liu quickly stepped away, waving his hands to avoid Ye Qing's salute.

This is a strong man who can bring together three noble people who are out of reach for him, Wang Liu, to live in peace.

Even if Ye Qing is just a lowly person, no matter whether Ye Qing is standing in front of or behind those three people, he cannot bear their worship.

Look, the prefect asked him to send the dossier to Ye Qing. What an obvious meaning!

It is estimated that even if Ye Qing cannot find anything out of this old case, he will find a way to let Ye Qing close the case and become a subordinate easily.

Thinking about it, Wang Liu's face became more and more respectful, and he took out all the flattery towards Shangguan.

It was the first time that Ye Qing felt this kind of respectful treatment, and he was a little uncomfortable with it.

However, as a human being in two lifetimes, this one has suffered even more. He has mastered the art of being humane and worldly. He smiled and greeted:

"Okay, then we're all welcome. I'll take a look at the file first. Brother Wang, please do it."

Wang Liu nodded, sat down on the empty chair next to him, and waited silently.

Ye Qing opened the file and uncovered a complicated and confusing murder case of Li Zhuoyi's brother-killing.

January 23rd of the second year of Tiansheng.

Li Mansion, House A, Fugui Lane, Ershengfang, Huaiyang City.

At two o'clock in the morning, screams came from the east wing room where Li Zhuoran, the legitimate son of the Li family, was in the east courtyard of Li Mansion.

Li Zhuoran's maid Qiuxiang hurriedly entered the house to check, and found Li Zhuoyi, a concubine in the house, neatly dressed, but sitting under the bed screaming in fear, her empty hands stained with blood.

On the bed, Li Zhuoran, the legitimate son of the Li family, was lying neatly dressed with a pair of copper scissors stuck in his chest. He died on the spot.

After inspection, there were no other injuries on the two men's bodies, there were no signs of damage to the doors and windows of the east wing, and there were no footprints on the roof tiles.

Li Zhuoyi lives in the west wing of the backyard, which is a mile away from the east wing of Li Zhuoran.

After questioning the servants of the Li family, we learned that after finishing his meal at the end of the day, Li Zhuoyi entered Li Zhuoran's house and stayed for two moments before leaving on his own. After returning to the house, he turned off the lights and went to bed at 2:00 a.m.

Li Zhuoyi's maid Dongmei said that she had never seen Miss Li Zhuoyi go out during this period.

During this period, the whole house had not seen anyone entering or exiting the two courtyards.

The murder weapon, copper scissors, was corrected by Dongmei and belonged to Li Zhuoyi's house.

Then there was a confession signed and stamped by Li Zhuoyi.

In the first half of a foot-long piece of rice paper, Li Zhuoyi did not plead guilty.

In the second half, Li Zhuoyi admitted that he had killed someone, but he could not explain why he killed someone.

However, looking at the confession, in addition to a fingerprint, there are blood stains. It seems that Li Zhuoyi was punished and was beaten.

After a cursory glance at the file.

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, remembering that when he was taken to prison for the first time by Zheng Ming, he vaguely heard Zhang San and Zhao Si say, "Miss Li is so beautiful that she has the courage to kill someone."

Come to think of it, the two of them were talking about Li Zhuoyi.

Ye Qing turned to look at the old god Wang Liu beside him and asked:

"How is Miss Li's condition after being sent to prison?"

Wang Liu said truthfully: "He was in a trance, just like he was suffering from hysteria. He kept saying I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone."

"Moreover, every time we jailers went to deliver food, she would rush to the cell and ask if anyone from the Li family came to see her."

"I asked her if she wanted to send a message to the Li family, but she didn't answer."

"However, looking at her at this time, she doesn't look hysterical at all."

"Ask if anyone from the Li family came to see her?" Ye Qing felt a little strange.


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