Datang Coroner

Chapter 1969
The postmaster still wanted to make a final struggle.He glared at the little official angrily: "How dare you say—"

He didn't even have a chance to say the second half of the sentence, so he was directly pressed down by Wang Erxiang, and he couldn't even close his mouth immediately.

The little official flinched, but continued to say: "Zheng Yi came here at noon on the twelfth day of the first lunar month. He rested for an hour and had a meal. But this record was later torn up by the postmaster, and I was asked to make a fake again. "

"When did it happen?" Li Changbo pondered for a moment, then asked directly.

"Just the morning before yesterday." When the little official was talking, he didn't dare to look at the postmaster. "The morning before yesterday, someone came to the postmaster. They talked for a while afterwards. In front of those people, the postmaster tore up the record."

"Do you know those people?" Li Changbo's face remained unchanged, and his tone remained calm.In this way, the little official was also more at ease.

The little official shook his head: "I don't know him. But they can tell they are rich and noble, and they can tell by their clothes. The leader's attitude towards the post chief is very aggressive, and the post chief is also respectful. I guess it may be some high-ranking official." .”

There are a lot of dry goods in these words.It also has to be said that the petty official has a strong desire to survive, and what he says is the main point.

Li Changbo nodded slightly, showing some satisfaction: "Have you been here before?"

The little official still shook his head: "I haven't seen them before. They took out a sign and showed it to the postmaster, and the postmaster became respectful. As for his identity, I don't know. The postmaster only called him My lord."

He began to beg for mercy repeatedly: "Magistrate Li, I really just obey orders, and there is nothing I can do if I don't listen. My whole family counts on me to support me. I only took a small piece of gold. It's really not my fault." To deceive you!"

Li Changbo only asked him, "Are you sure you didn't miss anything?"

The little official nodded again and again: "I really dare not miss anything."

"Then Zheng Yi, when did he come here and when did he leave? Whose car did he take?" Li Changbo asked what he really wanted to know in an unhurried manner.

The little official thought about it for a while: "He came here at noon. After eating, he rested for a while, and he still talked to the people who came and went. I think he is also very kind and very talkative. He can chat with others. "

After that, Li Changbo didn't need to ask, the little official had already continued on his own initiative: "Talk and talk, it's all about how to make a living in Chang'an City and how to do errands. I also asked other vendors if it was difficult to do business. No one came to collect protection money."

"Later, there were fewer people and no one chatted, so he started to write down things in a notebook again. When I was pouring water, I took a look at it, and all the names on it were people's names and place names."

The little official expressed confusion: "I don't know what to remember?"

"When he left, he didn't hire a car. He happened to meet an acquaintance—I didn't know that person, but he came up to him on his own initiative. He opened his mouth to call him a brother, and he seemed very familiar. He also said that he happened to be going to Chang'an City. , exactly all the way. He also said that he would cleanse Zheng Yi up."

Fu Shiyi noticed two things: one was that an acquaintance took Zheng Yi away, and the other was that Zheng Yi had a notebook that recorded names of people.

But Zheng Yi did not have such a notebook in his belongings.

Where the book went is almost self-evident.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help thinking: Could this be the reason why Zheng Yi was killed?What is he looking for?
Li Changbo and Fu Shiyi also thought of going together, and immediately asked the little official: "Then have you noticed, what did Zheng Yi call that man?"

"What kind of article is it called? Ask Zhang? Ask Zhang?" The little official tried his best to recall, but he only remembered a vague pronunciation.

Fu Shiyi silently wrote down the pronunciation: this should not be the name, but the character of that person.

"What about the appearance?" Li Changbo asked again, and at the same time glanced at Fu Shiyi.

After paying attention, he immediately took out a piece of paper and a charcoal pen from the painting tube behind Ma Mudan, preparing for a temporary portrait.

However, this question made the little official smile awkwardly. He thought about it for a long time, but he only remembered one feature: "I just remember that the man had a mole on his lip. His lips were quite red, and his lips were red and his teeth were white. At that time, I still thought, Why does this person look so motherly—"

Fu Shiyi wrote it down silently: red lips and white teeth, she looks a bit girly, and there is a mole on her lip.

She still didn't forget to ask: "Left or right? What color is the mole?"

The little official's smile froze: "Left and right... I really don't remember, the mole is black. It's not very big."

Fu Shi nodded, smiled and encouraged him: "It's okay, it doesn't matter, you have already said a lot of useful information, think about it again, just say as much detail as possible."

The consolation played a role, and the little official eased his emotions visibly with the naked eye.

But Fu Shiyi and Li Changbo exchanged a look.

Li Changbo slowly asked another question: "The day the records were torn up, did this person not show up?"

The clerk shook his head: "It didn't show up! They are all unfamiliar faces!"

He spoke with confidence.

Fu Shi thought about it, and asked the last question: "Do you think the person with the mole on the corner of his mouth is his friend, or a fellow villager? Or was he a colleague before?"

The little official thought hard for a long time before he said with certainty: "That person is very enthusiastic, but Zheng Yi probably doesn't know him very well. He was always afraid of troublesome people. He declined several times. As for the others, I can't tell."

Fu Shiyi understood.

The little official had nothing to add, so he was temporarily taken to the back.

Only the postmaster was left at the scene.

Li Changbo's voice suddenly turned cold: "Your Majesty hates you collusion and evil people the most."

Wang Erxiang let go of his hand slightly.

At this time, the postmaster was ashamed: "I can't live anymore. County magistrate Li, I advise you to think about your family and stop investigating further. Zheng Yi's life is cheap, and he will die if he dies. He offended someone who shouldn't be offended, it's his own sin—"

As soon as Fu Shi heard this, he couldn't help but sneered: "Have you ever thought that we have already found this place, and if you are alive, what will they do to you? But if we protect you, solve the case, and kill you What are your chances of surviving if someone is caught by you?"

Li Changbo said succinctly: "As long as you have never sought wealth or murdered your life, but only took benefits and embezzled money and food, you are not guilty of death. At most, you will be exiled."

There are many such cases.After all, only human life lawsuits are the most severely punished. This kind of corruption is not uncommon, and it is not that harsh.

"If you have committed crimes and made meritorious service, I will be lenient if you confess, and I can intercede for you as appropriate." Li Changbo threw out the benefits again, and then smiled: "Which way to choose, you can decide for yourself."

After saying this, Li Changbo really didn't say a word.

Lin Ping took out the water bag and poured Li Changbo a glass of water—the water bag has been covered in his arms, and the water is not cold now.

Li Changbo handed it to Fu Shiyi, "Drink some water, moisturize."

　See you tomorrow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)