Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 287 He Chu turned his face, why?
"Where did you come from, where did you get this thing..."

With difficulty recovering from the shock, He Gongze asked hesitantly.

Su Rao carefully put away the portrait, smiled casually, "Of course I drew it."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He Gongze's eyes flickered, "You've never seen her before, how do you draw it?"

"The appearance is born from the bone, so it is naturally painted according to this skull."

"What are you talking about?"

For this answer, He Gongze felt that it was absurd, but also mixed with a fear that he couldn't even explain clearly.

"It's not just Mei Mei. I've exhausted all the portraits of the more than 200 skeletons buried underground in the prostitution hall, looking for relatives for them."

Su Rao handed the scroll to the yamen servant and asked him to return it to Mei Han, with a treacherous smile in her eyes, she said softly: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, they are over there..."

She pointed in the direction of Zhu Yan and the others with her slender hand.

Those people were guarded by Yin Xuewei, standing on the steps of the high platform, all of them looked embarrassed, but their eyes were full of hatred.

"In their arms..."

He Gongze noticed those cloth bags and opened his mouth unconsciously.

Su Rao followed his gaze, "You're talking about a body bag, as the name suggests, you should have guessed what's in it..."

He Gongze's teeth were cold, "You—you woman is crazy!"

"The crazier ones are yet to come. The days are long, Mr. He, you can wait with peace of mind."

After Su Rao said this, she turned around and returned to the main seat to sit down. Cao De'an put the tray aside and returned to her seat.

In the entire Queyang Street, there were tens of millions of people, and the heated discussions gradually subsided.

I don't know if I was shocked by the scene of her carrying out the autopsy, or I admire her methodical handling of things, in short, they are very cooperative.

"After investigation, the former supervisor of Yunzhou, He Gongze, murdered a prostitute. The evidence is conclusive. The Hanyang government filed a case for public trial. The charges have been convicted..."

Speaking of this, Cao De settled down for a while, turned his head to look at Su Rao and Yan Yun, and asked in a low voice: "Well, what's the next sentence..."

"The trial hasn't finished yet, so what's the verdict?"

Su Rao shook her head dumbfounded, the prefect was really impatient, "My lord, wait for a moment."

Their whispering efforts have already exploded.

"The charges have been convicted, why not convicted?"

"Are you joking with us? The dignified inspector tortured and killed young children, and committed such a serious crime. Is it just a formality?"

"What are they discussing..."

Directly opposite the high platform, in front of the windows on the fourth floor of Tongzi Building, there were several figures. They were lying by the window, looking at the messy scene below.

"Sister Furong, what's going on..."

Wei Hongluan hugged the child who was talking, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, just wait patiently..."

Her eyes fell on those figures, but she was a little anxious.

Su Rao seemed to have sensed something, she raised her head and looked in one direction, just as she met that probing gaze, she nodded her head upward without any trace, and without waiting for a response, she withdrew her gaze.

Glancing at the noisy crowd below, he raised his voice and said, "Bring the Nankang pawnshop and the manager of the Guo family bank."

Zhu Yan waved his hand, and immediately someone led two men in satin gowns to the high platform.

Seeing them, He Gongze's expression completely changed.

"Caomin Kang Xufeng, Caomin Guo Bao, I pay my respects to the Imperial Envoy."

The two bowed down at the same time.

"You two are welcome, get up."

Su Rao raised her hand through the void, then looked at He Gongze and said, "For the first half a month since the prostitution house was used, you and your younger brother He Ciwen separated. Soon after, He Ciwen began to pay bills in these two families in the name of Baimao."

"Let's talk about the next thing."

"Yes."

Kang Xufeng, the treasurer of the Nankang pawnshop, was the first to stand up and tell the whole process of how he traded with Bai Mao, how the money was laundered, and how it was delivered.

Then there was Guo Bao, who deposited the silver in batches under various names into one account, and conspired with 'Bai Mao' to release usury privately.

After the two finished speaking, they left first.

Su Rao said to He Gongze: "These silver taels do not belong to the ancestral property of He Ciwen's subordinates, but deliberately found a new way to transfer the money, and spent nearly 40 taels intermittently in nine years."

"And the money ended up flowing into a tea shop opened under your name in various ways."

"The government office has checked the account book of the tea shop, and the water in it is deeper than Jingpo Lake."

"However, Mr. He, such a large amount does not come from the He family's ancestral property. How did it come about?"

Before He Gongze opened his mouth, some of the common people had already figured out the key points with a clear mind, and cursed angrily: "Damn it, he is the one who runs the prostitution hall!"

Separation is to get rid of the relationship in advance.

When he said this, other people reacted one after another. The people on the west side of the high platform held the cloth bags in their arms, and tears burst out of their eyes after holding back for a long time, and the wailing sounded together.

"Privately setting up prostitutes and using children to make money, such unconscionable things have never been heard of in the hundred years since the Yong Dynasty was established."

"Court officials used their power to seek personal gain, disregarded human life, and even called out a prostitute, and said that they were innocent, shameless."

"I've heard that the He family's personal morals are bad. Do you still remember the He Xiucai who was killed when the Tianxiang Building caught fire? He's so masculine!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. The relationship in these big houses is very chaotic. I heard that his son He Ming is having an affair with his aunt. My God, I'm ashamed for them."

"He's so masculine, do you think his son is his own?"

"Then who knows, maybe his wife couldn't bear the loneliness and had a baby with some wild man..."

"Both brothers are not good people anyway."

"..."

The voices of insults and ridicule floated along the wind, He Gongze's face turned pale and his body trembled almost uncontrollably.

From the very beginning of his imprisonment, he lost the opportunity. He was rude in one step and retreated step by step.

Even if Fu Rong was alive, he thought there was always room for sophistry.

Anyway, there was no substantive evidence left in the past.

So he refused to let go of those punishments, and regarded this public trial as a joke, thinking that as long as he passed it, nothing would happen.

Who would have thought, who would have thought!
Back then, there was still a witness...

I didn't even expect that this witness would be him!

He Gongze looked at Chu Mo slowly, his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, "Chu Mo, why did you do this?"

If he hadn't tore the whole thing apart, the situation would never have evolved to where it is now!

"You're finally willing to talk to me."

Chu Mo's thin body trembled, and he looked up at him, "I thought you planned to treat me as a stranger forever."

He Gongze ignored his words and persistently asked, "Why?"

"Then tell me why?"

Chu Mo stared into his eyes, and asked word by word: "Why Liu Liu!"

　Code word ing...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)