"I'm sorry, Brother Wang, but please go to the governor and explain the whole story." Cai Dayan said wearily. He spent too much energy last night and couldn't slow down even for a moment.
Wang Changsheng snorted in his heart, thinking that he might not have directed or acted in this incident, or that he was not allowed to get the oiran.
But he still had to remain polite and said: "It doesn't matter, I'll go talk to my brother-in-law. It's important for Brother Cai to pursue the murderer. Is there anything Brother Yu can help with?"
"Brother Wang, please pay attention to whether someone has taken advantage of the golden-eyed beasts recently. It is not easy to transport those dozen golden-eyed beasts, so they have to sell the stolen goods on the spot." This was what Cai Dayan thought about all morning.
Wang Changsheng nodded perfunctorily: "Absolutely, then I won't bother you, Brother Yu."
After leaving Cai Mansion, Wang Changsheng went straight to Jiangning Prefecture, but instead of speaking for Cai Dayan, he wanted to express his own reasoning.
It was still morning when Mu Qianyu returned to Anping Mansion. When passing by the city, he could see that the bandits were working very hard and were digging canals and clearing wasteland very quickly.
She nodded with satisfaction. Spring will be in less than a month. If this progress continues, the land in Anping Prefecture will be able to produce grain this year.
Anping Prefecture has a vast territory, and as long as it can be planted, people will not starve to death even if the weather is bad.
After returning to the government office, as soon as I walked into the backyard, I saw Xiang Ziran working as a female hostess, and my daughter was sitting aside. The two children were chatting and laughing, which was very lively.
"Nanny, are you pestering your sister again?" Mu Qianyu asked with a smile.
"Mother." Nannan trotted over and waited until she was picked up before saying, "Sister Ran is so awesome. She even promised to embroider a little fox to make Xiaobao's purse."
Xiang Ziran also quickly stood up and saluted: "See Mr. Futai."
"You don't have to be so reserved in the backyard." Mu Qianyu raised his hand and said, "Where's your brother? I have something to talk to him about."
"Sir, the students are here." Xiang Ziyou's voice came from behind.
Mu Qianyu nodded, kissed her on the forehead and said, "Play with Sister Ran first, and my mother will accompany you later."
"Okay, mother, go and do your work." Nannan got off her body very sensibly and waved her little hand towards her.
Mu Qianyu rubbed her little head and then took Xiang Ziyou back to the study.
There weren't many books in her study, and most of the bookshelves were empty. It didn't look like the study of a top scholar.
"Sit down, let me ask you some questions." Mu Qianyu sat on the main seat and said to Xiang Ziyou.
Xiang Ziyou thanked him and sat down. In addition to the previous vigilance, the young man's face also looked a bit gloomy.
"I know what you are thinking. I let Wang Changsheng go because there is no evidence in hand now. We need evidence to bring him down," Mu Qianyu said frankly.
Xiang Ziyou didn't expect that Mu Qianyu would take his side, so he immediately raised his hands and said, "If you have any problems, sir, I will never hide them."
"Well, the question is simple. Were you there when Wang Changsheng led people to kill your father?"
Xiang Ziyou shook his head: "I was in the backyard with my roommate at that time. When we rushed to the front yard, we found that my father was already dead. All the servants were drugged and unconscious, and they didn't know anything when they woke up."
"Then tell me what you saw?" Mu Qianyu asked next.
"As the students said last time, Wang Changsheng brought his housekeeper and another mysterious master. My father was covered in wounds and had a dagger stuck in his chest.
Wang Changsheng was frightened for some unknown reason, but the master was not injured at all. At that time, my father was already a powerful spiritual master, so I guess the master was much higher than my father in cultivation."
Mu Qianyu nodded: "I'll tell you any details."
"After that, the student and his sister were subdued. The student asked his sister and found nothing." Xiang Ziyou stated calmly, as if he had prepared this testimony in his heart a thousand times.
"Okay, where is your father's body now?"
"The student didn't know it before, but after extensive research, he guessed that his father's body may still be in my ancestral home." Xiang Ziyou looked determined.
"We will make a decision after I conduct an autopsy." Mu Qianyu gave him a calm look, and then sent Zhao Bing to lead the Yamen to inspect the Xiang family's old residence.
As expected, Mr. Xiang's body was dug out from the back garden of the Xiang family that day. The physical body of a monk at the spiritual level was already comparable to fine iron, and even after three years after his death, the degree of decay was not great.
Wu Zuo can vaguely distinguish the injuries suffered before death through the injuries on the skin, flesh and bones.
"Sir, the deceased's Dantian was shattered by a powerful palm, but he had not yet expired at that time. What really caused death was the dagger in the chest, which directly cut off the heart veins." As he spoke, he presented a tray with a knife on it.
dagger.
Mu Qianyu was having dinner at this time, and when he saw this, he raised his head and glanced at it. It seemed that the dagger had just been taken off the corpse. There were dark brown marks on the tip and handle, which were blood that had accumulated over time.
"Did you find anything else?" she asked again.
Wu Zuo shook his head: "I am ashamed of my humble position. I carefully inspected the body and the dagger, but there are no clues."
"Have you ever extracted the fingerprints on the dagger?"
Wu Zuo was stunned for a moment: "What did the Lord say?"
Mu Qianyu blinked and checked with Wu Zuo repeatedly before realizing that in this fantasy world, the case was not solved by looking at fingerprints.
Not only the fingerprints, but also the methods of autopsy and injury examination are very backward.
But they have their own method, which is to use mental power to search for the breath left by the perpetrator. If a murder has just occurred, they can almost find it with certainty, but for old cases, they have no way to deal with it.
Only then did Mu Qianyu understand why someone dared to throw the murder weapon so loudly at the scene.
She asked Wu Zuo to step back, then used her mental power to scan the dark brown marks on the dagger handle, and clearly captured three complete fingerprints.
She used her mental power to tap out the lines, and then ordered Lan'er to take out paper and ink, flick her finger towards the inkstone, and her mental power drove the ink to fly towards the paper.
When the ink falls on the paper, there are three clear finger ink marks.
She raised her lips proudly and said to Lan'er: "Put it away carefully, I will be of great use."
Wang Changsheng stayed at the Governor's Mansion for a whole night and complained to his sister before returning to Anping Mansion the next day.
I thought Mu Qianyu didn't dare to make any more moves, but I didn't expect that he was held down by the yamen servants just after he returned home and was taken directly to the yamen.
After he was beaten last time, this time he already had a butler by his side. The butler was a strong man in the spiritual realm. As a result, a man in red came forward. The butler was subdued in an instant and was taken back to the government office together.
There was no court this time, but he was taken directly to the back hall, where Mu Qianyu was slowly drinking tea and waiting.
Although Wang Changsheng was extremely angry this time, he did not dare to be arrogant anymore. When he saw Mu Qianyu, he knelt down and said, "Common people, please see Mr. Futai."
"Well, there is progress." Mu Qianyu smiled with satisfaction. Without moving his expression, his mental energy scanned the fingerprints of the two people at the same time, and the smile on his face became more and more friendly.