Mao Er and Yin Nuo looked at each other with confusion on their faces, "Yin Tou, how could this happen?"
Yinnuo sneered and crossed his arms again, as if he was just watching the excitement and gloating over the misfortune, "Go and make sure for yourself, and you'll know if you're right?"
Mao Er was startled for a moment, then came to his senses, and quickly let go of the servant of the Ning Mansion, hurried to the pit in front, grabbed a shovel, and dug the pit himself.
Ning Yuanwai became even more anxious now and tried to grab Wen Xiaoyun's arm again, but was held down by someone's shoulder.
He was so angry that he was about to curse, but when he turned his head, he saw Yin Nuo's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and had an inexplicably strong aura. The domineering and arrogant arrogance in his mouth suddenly became muted.
"Except Officer Ning, while the official is handling the case, others are not allowed to make unreasonable accusations. Even the injured party is not allowed to interfere at will and interrupt the official's work." Yinnuo's voice was very soft, but it carried a kind of coercion that people could not easily disobey.
The richest man in Ningda, who was usually very dignified, felt cowardly for a moment.
As if he was very satisfied with Ning's reaction, Yinnuo smiled slightly and softened his tone, "The prefect is here. If Ning is worried about anything else, just wait patiently. Solving the case is the Yamen's business. The time has come.
Naturally there will be results.”
Ning Yuanwai subconsciously glanced at the prefect again, and the prefect Wang's attention was all on Wen's prison room. He could only barely keep silent and nodded towards Yin Nuo, "Yin Baantou came from a famous official promotion family, and now he has your father-in-law.
I am a proud disciple of my sect, I would rather someone feel at ease and rest assured, and I will trouble you all a lot."
This time, Wen Xiaoyun didn't notice Yin Nuo's actions at all.
She was shocked by her blind self-confidence.
Before, she always thought that this was just a comic book world and didn't think it was very real, so she couldn't wait to get started when she thought of some material from her past life.
Only now did she finally feel the reality of this world and the reality of every case.
"I think, therefore I am, and my presence is real," Yunnan No. 10's voice sounded faintly again, "Master host, if you are not in this world, this world is unreal to you. Since you already exist in this world,
Then this world cannot be more real. I hope you can learn from this lesson and live seriously in this world.
By the way, I would like to remind you that every time you fail the main mission, you will be punished by a time and space pain. The pain penalty for this mission is febrile nervous headache.
Finally, I would like to give you a famous aphorism. Emerson said, "The greatest worship we can show to the truth is to fulfill it down-to-earth -"
Before he could finish his words about cheating the system, Wen Xiaoyun ruthlessly pressed the mute button with a sullen face.
Is there a mistake?!
She has dug a big hole for herself now, with so many eyes staring at her, and she is about to be slapped in the face by the Haikou she boasted about, so there is no time to care about the time and space punishment~
etc,
Wen Xiaoyun suddenly realized a terrible fact. Febrile neurotic headache is a very torturous disease. She absolutely cannot want this punishment!
"Wen Xingfang," a steady male voice suddenly came from behind, "your previous inference is indeed the most reasonable possibility."
Wen Xiaoyun turned around after hearing the sound and saw the rich and kind face of the magistrate.
Wen Xiaoyun was slightly startled, and then realized that an official as big as the prefect must not be an ordinary person. He must have guessed her inference through her previous guidance.
If he followed the prefect's train of thought and talked about his previous inferences, he would be convinced that he was wrong. Then the character of the talented young man would be shattered into pieces.
Don't panic, don't be chaotic, you are the calmest and most tactful Wen Xiaoyun!
At the critical moment, Wen Xiaojun's eyebrows suddenly trembled, and she discovered a chance of life.
Wen Xiaojun, who forced herself to calm down, turned around and saluted the prefect, clasping her hands and saying, "Sir."
Master Wang nodded, his eyes still staring at the pit in front of him, "Wen Xingfang, your inference is very polite. A thousand taels of silver ingots will not disappear out of thin air. In the case where outsiders may come across it, the housekeeper will steal it and use the empty bag.
Use it as a cover-up to hide the real money underneath. This is indeed the only possibility. But why hasn’t the money been dug out until now? Could it be that there is another mistake?"
When Magistrate Wang said this, those present who had not understood Wen Xiaoyun's previous actions finally suddenly understood.
However, the problem behind the Wang Zhifu left them, the Second Battle Monk, puzzled again.
"Why haven't you dug out the silver yet? Is there another mistake?" Wang Zhifu said and glanced at Butler Cheng behind him.
When Butler Cheng, whose hands were tightly tied behind his back with a rope, saw this, he immediately stretched his neck and screamed at the top of his lungs, "It's wrong! Sir, it's wrong for the people. The people just remembered that the young master ran into the kitchen just now.
Madam just couldn't find him, so she wanted to go back and tell her, why did the officials catch me? Could it be that you mistook me for a kidnapper? What a huge misunderstanding!"
Butler Cheng's voice was not pleasant to begin with, and now he was howling at the top of his voice with a lot of snot and tears. It was definitely a noise in the world.
The noise caused the prefect Wang to frown impatiently. Ning Yuanwai and all the servants of Ning Mansion were confused.
What the hell is going on?
Wen Xiaoyun acted very calmly, raised his hand and patted it, and said to the detectives digging the hole behind him, "Thank you for your hard work, detectives, we'll just dig here for now."
Mao Er, who was sweating profusely, raised his head and looked at Wen Xiaoyun doubtfully, "Wen Xingfang, is the money still not here?"
Wen Xiaoyun smiled slightly, "In this case, the first thing I investigated was not where the money was, but who the suspect was."
In the end, Ning Yuanwai couldn't hold it back anymore and hurriedly asked, "Is this really Butler Cheng?"
Butler Cheng, who was pinned to the ground by the police, struggled hard, "Master, Master Cheng is wronged. Lao Cheng was supposed to be patrolling the front yard last night, but it was Master who suddenly named him, so Lao Cheng went up the mountain to serve as bait.
You're burying the money. If you hadn't made a last-minute decision, Master, Lao Cheng wouldn't have come here at all. How could he come up with any tricks halfway, let alone prepare any empty bags in advance...!"
He screamed with all his strength, and suddenly paused, as if he suddenly thought of something, and his angry eyes immediately turned to Wen Xiaoyun like a knife, "It must be that the official servant was beaten badly by the young master with a slingshot when he came in, and Lao Cheng
I failed to catch the young master in time and offended him, so this master wants to use Lao Cheng as a credit and claim credit as a thief!"
By the end of the shouting, his throat was completely broken, his face turned red, and he coughed violently.
When everyone heard this, they turned their attention back to Wen Xiaoyun.
Especially Ning, he knows best what Butler Cheng said, and he also knows one thing, and that is the character of his precious son.
This happened. Many strangers with knives suddenly broke into the house. His precious son suddenly bumped into him and was definitely shot with a slingshot.
If you put it this way, this genius boy Wen Xingfang is just a deceitful person who only seeks personal revenge and seizes irrelevant people to claim credit.
The rest of the people present also felt that what Butler Cheng said was very reasonable, and now they were waiting for Wen Xiaoyun's explanation.
Wen Xiaoyun seemed to have remembered something, and raised her head in sudden realization, "What Butler Cheng said, it reminded me. I was injured by the young master of the Ning family with a slingshot before, and it was Butler Cheng who was both enthusiastic and proactive.
He helped my wife and I get compensation of twenty taels of silver."
As he spoke, Wen Xiaojun looked at Mr. Ning and said with a smile: "Steward Cheng said that Mr. Ning, you have always been an open-minded and kind-hearted person. However, if the young master is accidentally injured while playing, he will compensate and apologize. Is there such a thing?"
Ning Yuanwai stuttered.
There were so many people injured by his precious son, seven or eight if not a dozen every day, how could he take care of them?
What's more, there are so many people on the pole who are not afraid of being hit by marbles but want to play with his son. Not to mention using him to compensate, they are all rushing to give gifts and can't get in the queue. They have never thought about compensating and apologizing.
But the official who was injured now was a member of the Yamen. Madam and Butler Cheng acted expediently, so he could understand that the little money would settle the matter.
Wen Xiaoyun turned to look at Yin Nuo next to him and showed a malicious smile, "But later, Capt. Yin said that he was suspected of taking bribes, so he took it away for safekeeping. Please ask Mr. Capt.
Take it out first and I'll give it to Ning to take a look outside."
The veins on Yinnuo's forehead popped hard.
Wen Zhuyun, a stinky scholar with no strength at all, is really very thoughtful.
He had a sullen face, gritted his teeth and smiled, took out the money bag from his arms and threw it away from a distance.
Wen Xiaojun waved with one hand, caught it properly, and handed it to Ning Yuanwai, "Ning Yuanwai, here are twenty taels of silver from your house."
Ning Yuanwai has always been the most discerning person. Regardless of whether this Wen Xiaoyun is a idiot or not, he has a background after all. He quickly waved his hand and pushed him back, "Oh, you have no education, and you hurt Wen Xingfang. This compensation is far away."
We cannot express our apology. Besides, our Ning Mansion has always been the most polite, and all ordinary people who were injured should pay compensation and apologize, let alone the official."
Wen Xiaoyun looked at Magistrate Wang with a troubled face, "Sir, is this bad?"
Behind him, Mao Er threw the shovel and ran forward in small steps, saluted respectfully towards the prefect, then wiped his sweat and panted slightly and said: "Reporting to the prefect, Wen Xingfang was injured by the young master of the Ning family. It was a subordinate.
I saw with my own eyes that the injuries were quite serious."
Magistrate Wang's face darkened, and he waved his hand, "It's in public, and there's a reason, so it can't be said to be a bribe. It's a legitimate gift, and it's also a private matter between you. Wen Xingfang just accepts it."
Wen Xiaoyun's lips curled up into a smile that could not be concealed, she bent down generously, clasped her hands, and gave another salute. "Yes, thank you, Lord Magistrate, for upholding justice for this subordinate."
Yinnuo rolled his eyes fiercely and sent Wen Xiaoyun a message.
Bah, cunning, really cunning than a fox.
At this time, Butler Cheng, who was pinned to the ground, shouted again, "Wen Xingfang, the young master is still young. We, the master and his wife, have personally apologized to you. I just ask that you, sir, don't blame the young master for this matter."
Yes, you have to use the little one to attack the kidnappers. This will cost the little man’s life!"
Everyone's thoughts were brought back to reality by Butler Cheng's words.
Ning Yuanwai also asked, "Wen Xingfang, you just said that you didn't find the silver first, but the suspect first. What happened? Butler Cheng is right about one thing. If I hadn't found him temporarily last night,
Come on, he won't show up at Lao Yushu at all."
Wen Xiaoyun straightened up, raised the money bag in his hand, and weighed it lightly, "I found out that Butler Cheng is the suspect who shouted to catch the thief, not because of anything else, but because of the twenty taels of compensation."
This sentence caused everyone to fall into a quagmire of confusion again.
It was just one bag, so why did she know that the suspect was coming?