Chapter 38: Mr. Li, why do you want to protect the murderer?
Han Qi turned sideways and looked at Ye Qing, deliberately not asking Ye Qing's name just now.
At this time, he asked: "By the way, I don't know what to call you, little brother?"
"Oh, oh, oh, I was negligent, please forgive me, Butler Han." Ye Qing's face was full of shame, and he hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed, "So that Butler Han knows, this boy's name is Ye Qing."
Hehe~
A slight smile came from among the maids.
They looked at the handsome and gentle man, but he turned out to be stupid, silly and cute, and they couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Qing Xiaolang, just ask." Han Qi smiled slightly, letting go of his guard against Ye Qing.
Ye Qing nodded quickly, took a few steps forward, faced the many pretty maids who looked at him curiously, and asked in a somewhat reserved manner:
"Um, which girl is Mr. Li Zhuoran's maid Dongmei? Which girl is Miss Li Zhuoyi's maid Qiuxiang?"
"I have met Mr. Ye. My name is Dongmei, but I am serving Miss Zhuo Yi." A pretty, baby-faced maid came forward with a carefree smile.
"This slave is Qiuxiang, and the one I serve is my young master!"
Qiuxiang has a cold temperament, looks younger, and stands next to Dongmei with a melancholy expression.
Ye Qing blushed and said awkwardly: "Sorry, sorry, I remembered it wrong."
At the same time, he looked at Han Qi very anxiously.
After getting an innocent smile from the latter.
Only then did Ye Qing turn around.
Deliberately misremembering the masters served by the two maids made Han Qi, who was standing behind Ye Qing, less vigilant.
After receiving an angry kick from his master, he felt a dull pain in his waist after walking so far, so he sat down on a stone chair in the yard.
He casually summoned a maid, asked her to rub his shoulders, and explained to Ye Qing calmly.
Seeing the two principals coming out, Ye Qing asked: "Miss Dongmei, when did your lady finish her meal and when did she go back to the house to rest? Were you with her during this time?"
While talking, Ye Qing took out the booklet that Wang Liu specially used for recording, took out the short writing brush sandwiched in it, put Mao Feng directly into his mouth and licked it. After it was moistened, a black patch was left on his tongue.
He raised his pen and hung it on the booklet, ready to record.
Speaking of business, Dongmei's raised corners of her mouth curved down, her eyes blurred for a moment, and she said in a trembling voice:
"My young lady finished her meal at the end of the day and asked me to go out for a walk and ask my slave to prepare a bed for her to sleep in. I didn't follow her."
"The young lady seems to have come back around 2:00 am. I started cooking Tremella and lotus seed soup in the side room right after the young lady left. The young lady drinks it every night before going to bed. It takes about two moments to cook."
"I heard some noise just after cooking. When I went to knock on the door of the lady's room, the lights went out. The lady said that I wanted to rest, so I went back to the side room."
Ye Qing's heart moved and he made two notes in his mind.
1. Drink Tremella Fungus and Lotus Seed Soup every night. If you don’t drink it, just turn off the lights and rest.
Second, Dongmei did not see Li Zhuoyi returning to her room.
At the same time, things that I had not cared about before came to mind.
Suppressing doubts, Ye Qing repeated Dongmei's words sternly and recorded them in the booklet.
Seeing this, Han Qi, who was staring from a distance, became less vigilant again, but still stared seriously.
Then Ye Qing looked at Qiuxiang, and saw a trace of panic between her melancholy brows and eyes when she met Ye Qing's clear gaze.
Ye Qing's heart moved again and he asked casually: "Miss Qiuxiang, when did Miss Li enter your young master's room? Did you accompany him? Do you know what they talked about? When did Miss Li leave?"
A series of questions made Qiu Xiang panic in her eyes, and she quickly answered:
"I must have arrived around Xu time. I don't remember the exact time. Anyway, I left not long after."
Qiuxiang paused for a moment, thought for a moment, raised her sleeves to wipe the mist from her eyes, and continued choking:
"The young lady said she wanted to discuss something with the young master, so I left the room to avoid suspicion and was trimming flowers and plants in the yard with a lantern."
"Later, when the young lady left, I didn't see her. I only knew that when I returned from my work, the lights in the young master's room had been turned off."
Ye Qing nodded and chuckled in his heart: "The unreasonableness is too obvious."
"According to what Wang Liu said, Liu Weikang is a master in investigating crimes and must understand."
"I think it was Liu Weikang who wanted to continue the investigation, so Mr. Li stuffed the money away and then the case was hastily closed."
"The murder of this man is quite simple. The difficult thing is to find out the real murderer."
With this thought in his mind, Ye Qing continued to ask while writing down the records: "When did you hear the scream and enter the house to find that the young lady has killed your young master?"
Qiuxiang didn't even think about it and answered directly: "At the second quarter of the day, the young lady screamed from the young master's room. When I came into the room to check, the young master was already dead."
Ye Qing, who was sneering in his heart, looked at Qiuxiang's sad expression and asked while recording: "Are you sure it is this time? You remember it correctly?"
Qiuxiang, who was wiping away tears, looked panicked. She subconsciously looked behind Ye Qing and said, "I remember it clearly."
Ye Qing, who was not asking, recorded everything in the booklet and was just about to ask again when he noticed a figure appearing behind him.
Han Qi appeared behind Ye Qing at some point and saw clearly what he recorded.
Ye Qing, who noticed that there was someone behind him, quickly turned around, presented the pamphlet, and said anxiously: "Steward Han, do you think there is anything wrong with what I recorded?"
"No, I'm just curious to see." Han Qi waved his hand and said with interest: "I just haven't seen the execution room investigating the case. I'm curious to see."
Having said that, Han Qi, after waving his hands, naturally took the booklet and started reading it.
After realizing that what Ye Qing recorded was exactly the same as what the two maids said, he returned the booklet and motioned for Ye Qing to continue.
Ye Qing then asked other maids if they had seen Li Zhuoyi during this time, and they all said they had not.
From the corner of his eye, Ye Qing clearly noticed that Han Qi beside him looked more relaxed, and asked: "Are all the maids in the mansion here?"
The question was asked to all the maids in front of him, but everyone remained silent and lowered their heads subconsciously.
Especially Dongmei, who lowered her head and clenched her calloused hands.
Han Qi frowned, then smiled and said: "All the eighteen maids in the mansion are here."
Hearing this, Ye Qing nodded, pretending to be relaxed and said: "It's good if we are all here, otherwise we have to walk for a long time to inquire. This house is really too big."
Seeing that Ye Qing didn't look like he was faking it, Han Qi's smile instantly brightened.
He asked: "Qing Xiaolang, who else do you think you want to ask?"
Ye Qing thought for a while and said: "By the way, in addition to the confessions of the maids, the previous files also recorded the confessions of the servants."
"Can you please Butler Han to take me to see the servants? This matter should be over."
Han Qi, who smiled even more, turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.
"No trouble, but Qing Xiaolang, please come this way."
"Thank you, Butler Han."
Ye Qingcheng clasped his fists and bowed in fear, and followed Han Qi out of the yard where the maid was.
In less than half a moment, the two of them appeared in a courtyard full of gentlemen.
After some inquiries, Ye Qing found nothing and followed Han Qi back to the main hall.
Wang Liu drank too much tea and went to the toilet to solve his physiological problems.
Li Jiaxu, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at Han Qi.
After receiving his nod, Li Jiaxu, who looked haggard, greeted:
"Ye Qing, thank you for your hard work."
Ye Qing quickly waved his hand and handed over the pamphlet.
"It's not hard, it's not hard. Mr. Li, let's see if there is any problem in remembering this?"
Li Jiaxu's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand, then stopped it.
He kept sitting upright and said with a smile:
"I won't read it except for myself. Little brother, just ask everything clearly and remember it clearly."
Ye Qing, who smiled gently, put the book away and stuffed it into his arms, straightened his back, and said calmly: "I asked clearly and remembered it clearly."
"So, I dare to ask, Mr. Li, why did you want to protect the real murderer, and even framed your own flesh and blood, Miss Li Zhuoyi, Miss Li?"