Dayong Nu sentenced to death

The moment he held the portrait in his hand, the emotions he had accumulated for several years seemed to have accumulated.

The self-blame and guilt of losing his beloved daughter, the helpless pain he had been searching for for many years, the grief of hearing the terrible news, all kinds of suffering and struggles, could not be more heart-wrenching than experiencing this absurd game at this moment.

His daughter was tortured during her lifetime, and she was still teased after death, leaving her with no peace.

In the eyes of these people, his daughter's innocence and grievances are a bargaining chip to overthrow political opponents, a hot potato, and an opportunity to become famous...

It is a rare excitement, and it is a topic of conversation after dinner!
He didn't even need to look to imagine what kind of demeanor and tone those people had when they talked about the case, those in power were contemptuous and mocking, and the bystanders were joking and hypocritical...

They did not hesitate to use the most vicious words and the most obscene accents to comment on his daughter. Even if the truth was revealed to others one day, what they would remember would be the word "prostitute"!
His daughter, his Meier...

Mei Han's chest heaved violently, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes and the grief and anger that was about to burst out. He knew very well that he must not offend the person in front of him at this moment, and she still needs to investigate the case!

His eyes flicked across the portrait, and he was about to blurt out a "no", but the face that emerged in his mind belatedly made him feel as if he was strangled.

All emotions disappeared in an instant.

His whole body seemed to be emptied, and everything around him was fading away, except for the piece of paper in his hand, which was getting heavier and clearer...

Mei Han held the candlestick close to the portrait, the person in the painting seemed to come alive in a trance, winking at him and smiling at him, calling him 'Daddy' and 'Daddy Hug' softly in a sweet voice...

"Meier, Meier!"

Mei Han's hands began to tremble, drips of water stains hit the paper, gradually smudged, the lines became blurred and distorted, he quickly wiped it with his sleeve, apologizing while wiping, crying and laughing...

When Cao De'an came back, he came across this scene, and said to Su Rao in surprise: "Girl, he is..."

"It's okay, it'll be fine later."

There will always be times when people's emotions burst, and seeing Mei Han's reaction, Su Rao knew that the person she was looking for was the last one.

Cao De'an turned his eyes around the two of them, and reacted quickly. He clapped his hands excitedly, pointed to the portrait of Mei Han covering his chest, and said, "It's her, it's her, isn't it, girl, where is she?"

Upon hearing this, the collapsed Mei Han also looked up.

Su Rao met their gazes calmly, and calmly said: "Her bones are still in the prostitution hall, and they have been restrained properly."

"The one on the painting is her... a pile of bones, girl, you are so amazing, you can actually draw the appearance of the dead when you are looking at the bones!"

Cao De'an came to this conclusion logically after connecting the time when she sorted out the corpses, the delay before leaving the mansion, the picture scroll she suddenly took out, and the behavior that Mei Han identified.

After Su Rao didn't refute, he was even more astonished.

He knew that someone who could be valued by Shi Ziye must be superior. All the respect he had for her before came from the influence of others, but at this moment, he respected her from the bottom of his heart.

Is such a method really a human being able to do it?

Different from Cao De'an's change of mood, Mei Han struggled to get up, the iron chains on his hands and feet jingled because of the turmoil, "Girl, girl, can you return my daughter's bones to me, please return her give me……"

"Not yet."

Su Rao replied: "We will discuss this case after the trial is over, Master Mei, let me ask you again, are you sure that the person in this portrait is your daughter Mei Mei?"

"I'm sure."

Mei Han answered firmly.

The voice and smile of this face has been lingering in his mind all these years, and he has never forgotten it for a day.

Su Rao reminded him that this is not the time to be sad and depraved, and he has more important things to do-bring the murderer to justice.

"Meier's bones are there... being dug up, can it prove what I said is true?"

Mei Han wiped away the tears on her face, and asked anxiously.

"This can only prove that she died in a prostitute, and it cannot link her death with He Gongze."

After Su Rao finished speaking, she stepped out of the cell.

Hou's guards in the distance saw her coming out, and hurried over to put the iron lock back on. Mei Han staggered to the edge of the cell, grabbed the railing and asked sharply, "Then what should we do? Just let him go like this?"

"This case needs to find other supporting evidence."

The clues that Mei Han can provide have been exhausted, and the next step is to see how Zhuyan's investigation goes.

Su Rao thought of this and walked out of the prison. Mei Han watched her leave by holding on to the railing. After she had disappeared for a long time, he returned to the corner with the crumpled portrait in his arms, smoothing out the wrinkles carefully. Looking at her so lovingly...

"Mei'er, don't worry, Daddy will avenge you, no matter what price you pay, he will definitely avenge you..."

After leaving the prison, Cao De'an stood by her side and asked, "It seems that it will take a while for people to come over, why don't you go to the government office for a rest first?"

"No need, just wait here."

She believed that Zhu Yan would come as quickly as possible after hearing the message.

She said so, Cao De'an naturally would not have any objections, and stood with her on the steps in front of the prison, looking into the distance.

He was always good at speaking, but now he didn't know what to say, the shock surging in his heart hadn't calmed down, and he always felt that the person in front of him was unpredictable and unreal.

There seems to be a natural sense of distance separating them.

He didn't say anything, Su Rao spoke first: "Lord Cao, did He Gongze say anything after he was arrested?"

"At first, he must have complained. Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, he asked to see the imperial envoy. Later, he got tired of yelling. Maybe he thought it through clearly, so he stayed quietly and stopped making noise."

"Has anyone ever visited him?"

Su Rao asked.

Cao De'an was stunned, and immediately shook his head: "No, he's in prison, and it's too late for others to escape. Who would rush forward desperately at this time?"

"Keep an eye on him, and don't let go of any changes."

"Don't worry, girl, I have already told you."

Cao De'an responded.

Su Rao nodded, "Have the people around He Ciwen interrogated?"

"I've asked. They don't know much about the prostitution hall. He Zhiwen is very cautious about it. Most of the affairs over there are handled by him personally."

"How much does He Ming know?"

Su Rao asked again.

Cao De'an thought for a while, and replied: "Their father and son... have a bad relationship, and Mr. He probably doesn't know about it."

"It's better to find out more clearly. The follow-up disposal of the He family is also a big problem."

"That's what the girl said."

Cao De'an responded, and while the two were talking, the sound of a horse's hooves came from the end of the long street, and the bamboo feast came whistling!