Chapter 80 Flower Street (Part [-])
If Rong Xuan hadn't noticed that stone pier, he would never have thought that the "murderer" would be a child.

The child has been by Li Kui's side, and he is very familiar with those institutions.

Li Kui knew that the child had confessed, so he had to do so.

The county magistrate continued: "Li Kui said that he only wanted to make a living. It was because Dong Wu's family didn't give him a chance, so he would harbor resentment. He built a small mechanism in the steel frame of the big knife, and let the big knife smash people to death... Want Wu's iron Shop closed."

Rong Xuan held the case file, his face remained unmoved.

The magistrate couldn't help it: "Do you think he is the real murderer?"

Rong Xuan nodded.

The magistrate of the county said in a daze, "I'm really telling the truth..."

Rong Xuan shook his head.

The magistrate was startled again, not knowing what he meant, but saw him write a word with a pen: "Search!"

The county magistrate didn't understand what he was thinking, but he understood what the word meant, and immediately asked Detective Zhang to search Li Kui's residence.

Li Kui knew how to make organs, but Zhang quickly found only a few simple clothes.

The magistrate had no choice but to ask Rong Xuan to go with him.

Li Kui understands mechanism manufacturing, but Rong Xuan is familiar with the history books of Luban Mozi. In order to solve a murder case many years ago, he is almost familiar with the manufacturing techniques of various weapons, machinery and engineering buildings, naturally including exquisite mechanisms .

Li Kui rented a small yard. He had not been here for a long time, but there were green onions planted in the yard. Next to the vegetable field was a dilapidated firewood house with dilapidated furniture piled up in it.

Rong Xuan asked people to remove the furniture, and found something on the beam of the woodshed.

He didn't press it immediately, but let the county magistrate get out of the way.

As soon as the county magistrate retreated to the door, Rong Xuan seized the organ, and several arrow feathers shot out from the beams of the house and pierced into the surrounding mud walls. If there were other people standing in the room, the arrows probably had holes in them right now.

Only then did Rong Xuan pull the trigger again, this time no arrow feathers were shot, but a bag of things fell from the beam.

The county magistrate was worried about fraud, so he asked Zhang to pick it up quickly.

Rong Xuan had already squatted down and opened the bag.

A stack of bank notes, dozens of taels of silver.

Everyone else was startled, isn't it just an ordinary blacksmith?Because of the resignation of Wu Dong's family, he cut off his livelihood and held a grudge...

With so much money, it is not a problem for me to make iron and earn a living. I can open my own iron shop.

Looking at the money, the county magistrate faintly felt that he had encountered a serious case, and this feeling became stronger when he saw the undercurrent on Rong Xuan's face.

On the way back, the county magistrate looked at Rong Xuan several times before summoning up his courage and said, "Brother Rong, why do you think Li Kui killed someone? Was it someone who paid for the murder and let him kill him? Or was someone paying for the murderer?" , want to bring down Wu’s Iron Shop?”

Is this incident aimed at Wu's iron shop, or at the dead man who was hit by a big knife?
The latter is unlikely, because Li Kui's son Li Chun's confession shows that they didn't target anyone, and they only had one purpose, to activate the mechanism and let the big knife smash people to death.

So, someone bought a murderer to commit crimes against Wu's Iron Shop?
And who would spend more than 2000 taels of silver bills against Wu's Iron Shop?

Rong Xuan didn't respond.

The county magistrate sighed, he knew now that Brother Rong was not only dumb, but also cold.

After returning to the government office, Rong Xuan asked people to put the dirty money on the table.

The banknotes were wrapped with lead tin foil, which had spices, as if to prevent insects and ants from biting, and they were neatly stacked together.

Rong Xuan separated the bank notes one by one, there were 50 taels, 100 taels, and 500 taels.

If you look closely, you will find that their newness and color are also different, which shows that the retention time is different.

The county magistrate watched Rong Xuan separate them one by one, and even categorized them according to the new and old quotas, his brows twitched: "So, this money is not just money for murder?"

Rong Xuan glanced at him with dark eyes, and nodded solemnly.

The county magistrate gasped. He knew that Li Kui was not an ordinary killer, but he never thought that he was a professional killer.

Their inherent impression of killers is swords, guns, swords and halberds, axes, hooks, forks and hidden weapons to kill with poison. They never thought that a small craftsman turned out to be a professional killer.

The county magistrate hesitated for a while, and then asked: "Then... shall we still investigate?"

Wu's iron shop smashed a man to death with a big knife, and was convicted of buying a murderer. The murderer was Li Kui.

As for the employer, I probably can't find out. With so many murder cases in Li Kui's hands, it is impossible for the employer to contact him. It is very likely that a special person contacted Li Kui, and the person who contacted the employer was also the middleman.

If the investigation continues, it will become more involved, and it is not something that he, the seventh-rank county magistrate, can investigate.

Rong Xuan raised his eyes to look at the county magistrate, those abyss-like eyes were filled with a cold light, as if they could break the sky and cut the earth, the pen in his hand swung out and landed on the paper, a word was about to burst out: "Check !"

The county magistrate was a little weak-legged, and he suddenly regretted recognizing this brother, even though he said one brother to another, he was never paid any attention to him.

When the county magistrate came out, his face had returned to seriousness, and with the demeanor of a county magistrate, he said, "Torture Li Chun, where will their father and son settle before they arrive in Qingshan Town?"

"Also, Li Kui was tortured to extract a confession, how many people has he killed, who is his master, and where is the transaction place!"

Detective Zhang thought that the case was about to be settled, but he didn't want to. The county magistrate's series of orders caught him off guard.

He looked at the county magistrate who suddenly became more imposing, and couldn't help but look at the man sitting inside, wondering in his heart, is this what the master said, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black?

Li Kui never thought that he would stumble in a small iron shop after committing crimes for more than ten years.

He vaguely knew that he had encountered an incredible person this time, so he could only hold his breath and wait for the opportunity to escape from prison.

But that person seemed to know him very well. The chain he was squatting in was strengthened that night, and he ate and drank in the cell. He didn't open the cell door when he delivered the food, and only stuffed fist-sized steamed buns in.

In order to make the officials relax, Li Kui even ate raw mice, rolling on the ground with stomachache.

A doctor came in, decocted the medicine pot, and then locked it again, adding another layer of iron chains to the cell door.

The county magistrate hadn't had time to torture him to extract a confession these days. They wanted to torture Li Chun first. Li Chun confessed that they lived in Huajie, Fucheng.

A seven-year-old child already has a good memory, and he can clearly tell where he lived before.

The place has been rented out again, and the complete strangers are still a little baffled to see Li Chun.

The thread is broken.

The county magistrate sighed: "Brother Rong, let's find an inn to rest first?"

Rong Xuan walked to the street inside.

The county magistrate touched his nose, but ignored me again.

Fucheng is very lively, and although Flower Street is not the central street, it is also very lively.

At this time, it was the unitary hour, and the night had just fallen, and there were many restaurants everywhere, and the fragrance was overwhelming.

The county magistrate looked at the brothels all over the street, and suddenly said: "Flower Street, so that's what it means."

(End of this chapter)

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