Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Hu Jian and Gai Heng were stunned at the same time.

Gai Heng looked at her: "Lord Su..."

Hu Jian smiled slowly. It was a happy smile that they had never seen since they sat down to talk. "The answer is correct. It is their sin to stand by and do nothing."

"Zhao Siyuan and the beggar died because they witnessed the whole process but no one stopped it."

After Su Rao figured this out, many doubts were solved, "What about the monk, you didn't kill him because he found out that the deceased reported the crime. Could it be that he was also at the scene when the pregnant woman was killed?"

"Exactly."

Hu Jian was in a good mood, and answered her every question: "I saw that the monk had a different expression, and then he acted sneakily, and felt strange, so I went to the scene again, and saw some pictures that were deliberately erased outside the window. footprint."

"At the time of the incident, he was clearly outside the window, but he watched the woman suffer, with two dead bodies. If he hadn't left the temple and disappeared, he would have died four years ago."

In this case, it can explain the reason why Monk Shanqing returned to secular life.

There is a demon in the heart, and I dare not serve the Buddha.

"Then how did you find out that he returned to Beijing?"

The news Su Rao got was that he had been away from the capital for four years, and Hu Jian was going to kill Shanqing the night Li Cheng was killed.

"He found it himself."

Hu Jian sneered: "After returning to Beijing, he didn't hide his head and tail, and hid well, but he ran to hang around in front of Jingzhao Mansion."

"What about Liu Guang who runs the butcher shop? What happened to him?"

"Liu Guang... I remember it was written in the file that his wife committed adultery and hanged herself to death."

He remembers everyone Hu Jian killed very clearly, and he doesn't need to think about it to know who this person is, "After his wife died, everyone felt sorry for him, but how did they know that the most pitiful person was that woman. "

"Appreciate further details."

"Liu Guang is a gambler. After selling his ancestral home and paying off his gambling debts, the husband and wife lived in harmony for a while, but not long after, he fell into a gambling addiction again."

Hu Jian stared at a certain place, lost in memory: "He owed a lot of money to the underground bank. He was desperate and told his wife that he wanted to sell the butcher shop that he relied on to pay off the debt. His wife disagreed, so he asked the owner of the bank."

"The boss is a pervert. He took the opportunity to insult the woman and threatened her with a gambling debt to prevent her from spreading the matter. Unfortunately, when he was working, his tigress happened to bump into her.
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"The boss is a fearful man. He was poor in his early years, and he got into the house by seducing his wife into his family. He didn't dare to intercede for the woman. Instead, he said that he deliberately seduced him to pay off his gambling debts. The woman had no doubts about it. He, here is the story of stripping his clothes and parading through the streets."

Hu Jian looked at Gai Heng, and said with a smirk: "The matter got serious, and the woman couldn't bear the humiliation, and felt that she had humiliated her family, so she hanged herself to death."

"But do you know?"

"That matter was discussed by Liu Guang and the owner of the gambling shop early in the morning... She risked her life, thinking that she had lost to Liu Guang, and knew that everything was a conspiracy."

"how so……"

Gai Heng couldn't believe it, "When the yamen went to check..."

Half of the conversation stopped abruptly, and he suddenly remembered the conversation with Su Rao, his face turned green and pale, Hu Jian smiled when he saw his appearance, "Remember? She committed suicide."

"An adulterous prostitute commits suicide. Who will investigate the reasons? They can't wait to spit on her, hang her up and whip her dead body, humiliate her with all vicious means, let her Even if you die, you will not live in peace."

Hu Jian's every word was like a knife, mercilessly poking at Gai Heng's heart.

Gai Heng grasped his clothes subconsciously, the veins on the back of his hands pulsating, "Then how do you know?"

"Those news turned against the sky, and some people deliberately pushed their hands, but not everyone is like this. If you want to check, you can always find out."

"Since you found out clearly, why didn't you report it to the Yamen?"

Gai Heng asked again.

Hu Jian met his gaze and sneered, "What can we do if we report it to the Yamen? Will the scattered testimony be accepted? Even if it is accepted, what crime can he be convicted of?"

As long as Liu Guang and the owner of the bank refused to admit it, the Yamen would have nothing to do with them.

Liu Guang is different from Zhao Siyuan.

Zhao Siyuan was simply too lazy to care, but Liu Guang secretly pushed him, indirectly killing his wife...

"What role did Miss Yang play in the death of Second Young Master Chang?"

Gai Heng was speechless, and Su Rao didn't want to waste time, so she asked directly about another murder case.

"That Miss Yang is engaged to Chang An, the eldest son of Chang's Cloth Village, but actually secretly communicates with the second son of the concubine, and the two often meet in the temple."

"Until that day, when I realized something was wrong, I followed my younger brother into the temple secretly. I saw the two of them giving and receiving privately, and I was greatly stimulated."

"Chang An couldn't accept Yang's daughter's betrayal, and really couldn't let her go. In order to save face, he threatened his younger brother to commit suicide with their affair. live."

"For her, the second son chose to commit suicide."

"That Ms. Yang knew all the reasons but chose to remain silent. She even helped Chang An cover up the matter and planned to marry into the Chang family according to the marriage contract. The poor second son of Chang made a foolish mistake, thinking that he had protected his sweetheart, but that woman is a wolf-hearted dog. s things."

After Hu Jian finished speaking, he looked at Gai Heng and Su Rao, "Do you know why after the news of Yang's daughter's death spread, you sent people to investigate and they didn't say a word about it?"

"Because they're afraid of exposing the scandal."

She is already dead, so she can't let her bad reputation hurt the rest of the family.

There is almost no need for Su Rao to inquire about the rest. Hu Jian counts his treasures and tells them one by one. These people seem to be insignificant in the crime, but in fact they all play a vital role.

Either provoke or facilitate.

Without exception.

His voice echoed in the quiet ancestral hall, as if it had been tempered by ice. The more he spoke, the more indifferent he became, and in the end he couldn't even maintain the smile on his face.

After he finished speaking, the ancestral hall fell into a long silence.

Gai Heng's scolding words were lingering on the tip of his tongue, and suddenly it was difficult to speak out. These shadows hidden behind the 'murderer' were outlined by the sunlight.

Some show their teeth and claws, and some are quiet and dull.

Selfish desires, jealousy, cowardice, selfishness... Their "crimes" are difficult to define, as if they are "killing" people, and they seem to be "innocent".

In this weird atmosphere.

Su Rao turned her eyes, brushed past the incense table with several rows of memorial tablets, and landed in the copper basin by his hand, an ordinary offering of incense is enough.

It's not a specific day.

Burning paper sacrificial sweeps like him in such a serious manner, it seems very unsuitable to pose with his feet.

"May I ask, who are these paper money burned for?"