Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 14 The Shimen Bridge Case

"What's going on? Tell me quickly."

Miao Hong sat upright and became serious.

The Shimenqiao case is one of the most suspicious cases since Su Jizhi took office as Minister of Dali Temple.

The case is pending, and it is still on Su Jizhi's desk.

"Do you still remember the crown prince's testimony in that case? The gold and silver seized by the bandits were burned, and the person who was dealt with by the military law at that time was the husband of Vice General Wei's second wife."

Miao Hong blinked, unable to digest for a while: "And then?"

"The emperor doesn't believe that things were burned, and we don't believe it either. The prince just found someone to cover the bag at random. There is nothing more helpless than water."

"But how does this have something to do with Vice General Wei's second wife?"

"Behind Wei Zhengwu is the prince. How can an internal reference climb up to the official position of a second-rank military general? Because he is the prince's right-hand man."

The corner of Su Jizhi's mouth curled into a sneer: "Did you know? Wei Zhengwu's eldest wife came to Tongshan Mansion yesterday and reprimanded me for not investigating the case carefully. A woman from the back house took the title of the second-rank wife to work for the tiger."

Miao Hong had known for a long time that Su Jizhi looked down on Weiyuan Army, and even investigated Weiyuan Army in the case of Shimen Bridge.

"What do you suspect?" Miao Hong felt that he couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

Su Jizhi sat down on the table and pointed to the file: "Let's start from scratch. Three years ago, the crown prince led the Weiyuan Army to the southwest to suppress bandits. The Shimen Bridge World War I suffered heavy casualties. Director, he is to blame for any problems with soldiers and horses."

"That's right, the emperor thinks so too. After the crown prince made an appeal, the head of the driving department was directly convicted."

Su Jizhi nodded: "Then comes the important point. The emperor mainly wants the confiscated gold and silver treasures. How will the prince respond? Because of the negligence of his subordinates, he was burned on fire when he returned to Beijing."

"Although the emperor doesn't believe it, there is nothing he can do. I still remember the prince sent the man to Dali Temple, and I have seen that man."

Su Jizhi's face was gloomy: "Although we didn't believe it at the beginning, it was the negligence of the prince's bite. In the end, he was handed over to the Weiyuan army to deal with it."

Miao Hong's eyes gradually became clear: "The emperor actually doesn't believe it, otherwise the case couldn't just be placed in Dali Temple like this, but the prince has reason and evidence, and we have no way to verify it without the parties involved."

"But Wei Zhengwu's second wife didn't say that today." Su Jizhi pointed to the papers all over the table, "This case has always been in my heart."

Miao Hong walked over, bowed his head and said, "Have you memorized all the cases?"

Su Jizhi wrote down all the key clues of the case.

"Look, the person responsible for this is Li Dai, and he is the husband of the second lady."

"Wei Zhengwu married his wife?"

"Yes, can you come up with the connection?"

Miao Hong was dumbfounded, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Wei Zhengwu and Li Dai have known each other for many years. Li Dai already knew that he would end up like this. Looking back now, why did we suspect that the crown prince hid gold and silver treasures, because Li Dai's expression was always wrong."

"These are all arranged by the prince?"

Su Jizhi nodded: "This further shows that the Shimenqiao case is tricky, and we were not wrong at the beginning."

The doors and windows of Su Jizhi's room were tightly closed, and Miao Hong, who had felt dry and hot just now, felt completely cold.

The case that had been suspended for three years turned out to be a falsehood.

"No wonder you didn't close the case for so long. It turned out that there was something wrong with the case."

"But now that the parties involved are all dead, we can only wait for the inadvertent change."

Miao Hong admired Su Jizhi.

He has always adhered to his principle of solving crimes. The evidence is conclusive and the chain of evidence is complete to convict the suspect.

Even if the parties voluntarily confessed.

"Then what should we do now? Why is Wei Zhengwu dead again? Could it be the prince?"

Miao Hongtian guessed wildly, Su Jizhi shook his head: "Why did the prince kill Wei Zhengwu with great fanfare?"

With a glance thrown over, Miao Hong shuddered, which meant to let him use his brain.

"That's right, there is Miss Wanyan's hairpin on the bed!"

"There's no need to think about it. Planting is certain. The person who threw the thing was in a panic. There was blood on the hairpin, and the location was next to Wei Zhengwu's head."

Miao Hong likes to follow Su Jizhi, but sometimes he feels like a fool when following Su Jizhi to investigate cases.

Su Jizhi looked at Miao Hong with blank eyes and sighed.

"One more explanation, Wei Zhengwu was stabbed in the chest, and the blood spread over the top of his head. According to the direction of the blood flow, the whole body should be covered with blood."

Only then did Miao Hong suddenly realize: "But the hairpin found now, only the head of the hairpin has blood, and the blood had dried up at that time, because the head of the hairpin was slightly heavy, so there was only a trace of blood on it."

Miao Hong admired Su Jizhi so much.

"Excluding Wan Yan, we only have to catch the murderer. There is still a doubt here."

Miao Hong can only obey.

"No murder weapon was found at the scene. The autopsy determined that the murder weapon was a long sharp knife. We have already determined that the murderer entered and exited through the window, but I went through the window the day before yesterday and found that the window sill must have a support point to climb over smoothly. How can the murderer enter and exit at will with a sharp knife?"

Miao Hong was stunned again.

Su Jizhi stood up slowly: "There are only sand and stones left in the window, not a drop of blood."

"Besides, I checked the surrounding area, and the watchman also asked, and there was no suspicious person that night." Miao Hong finally had something to say.

"Miao Hong, I suspect that the murderer did not leave Jiaofang Division that night. The director said that the scene was very chaotic after Wei Zhengwu died. Wan Yan's hairpin could be thrown at the scene. I am afraid that the murderer put the murder weapon somewhere. Just take it away when it’s messy.”

"In this case, the murderer was a guest at the Jiaofang Division that night? But there were so many guests that night, how do we find them? Besides, not everyone can identify themselves?"

"Wan Yan once said that she had never smelled this smell in the Jiaofang Division, but the occasional guests who came for entertainment would have this smell, but those guests have no money to spend."

"Let Miss Wanyan come to find someone?"

Su Jizhi lowered his brows and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet. On the one hand, I don't want to startle the enemy. On the other hand, I can't confirm whether the murderer will go to the Jiaofang Division again. The case can't be dragged on for too long."

"What should I do?"

"Let me think again."

Su Jizhi left only five words, then lowered his head and sorted out the files in his hand.

Miao Hong resentfully moved to the soft couch and lay down: "Master Su, this subordinate is going to sleep, there is nothing else to do, don't do things that make people despise, and! Save money for the wine!"

Su Jizhi raised the corner of his mouth.

Miao Hong lay on the sidelines for a while, his thoughts were fluctuating, and he sighed in a dark voice: "I have been with you for so long, I think I am clearer than others, why do I still look like a fool in front of you?"

Su Jizhi was speechless.

"But Su Jizhi, you are right, the Zhujiu Clan should really be abolished... Unexpectedly, Wan Yan is the daughter of Painter Xue."

"Su Jizhi, you said a drop of ink dripped on the portrait, what a big deal it can be? Alas, painter Xue is dead, how good his paintings are."

Miao Hong muttered, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

"Wan Yan is really pitiful. Now there is only one person left, not just one person. The Jiaofang Division is not a place for people to stay. What does it have to do with Xue's mistakes?"

Miao Hong fell into a deep sleep.

Su Jizhi put down the things in his hands and was in a trance for a while.

(End of this chapter)