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Chapter 242 Appearing One by One
"What are you kidding?!"

The old bustard gave a disdainful smile, and her demeanor was full of enchantment, "My old lady recognizes these two people even after turning into ashes... Bah bah! It's the two of them who recognize each other even after turning into ashes."

"These two people came here from famine early on. I saw that they were pitiful, so I took them in. You know, our brothel doesn't keep idlers, and the shopkeeper disagreed, so I had to let them sign a contract of sale. That Xiulian is my personal maid, and no one wants her. I think she is young and pitiful. She looks very much like my sister who was lost in the early years, so I took her in, and I didn't even think about asking her to pick up customers..."

The old bustard babbled about the past, and even sobbed while talking.

But before it was over, she continued: "Who would have thought that these people are white-eyed wolves! These two gangsters, together with Xiulian, stole my mother's money, and they disappeared a few days ago. Hey, I never thought about it, and came here. Hmph, my mother will not let you go this time!"

As he spoke, he glared at Shen Cuihua and Li Yun angrily.

However, Shen Cuihua and Li Yun were shocked by this scene and couldn't calm down. In addition, they were always in fear of the old bustard, and they stole money. They were guilty of being thieves, so they lowered their heads and didn't dare to say a word.

Ling Yi's eyes became more and more gloomy, he wished he could give these two people a knife.

It's so useless!
But it's not over yet.

"Okay, just stay aside for now."

Yin Ling waved his hand, and immediately a shadow guard stepped forward to take the bustard aside.

Immediately, Yin Ling spoke again: "Bring up the victim's body."

"Yes."

Two shadow guards who appeared out of nowhere responded, and soon came in carrying a coffin.

There was still a lot of dirt on the coffin, and inside the coffin was a girl in her teens who was pretty but had been dead for a long time, with a pale complexion.

Ling Yi was startled suddenly, and looked back at his subordinates.

One of his subordinates also had a shocked expression like him, and blurted out: "I have already put her..."

Speaking of this, I found something wrong, so I stopped talking immediately.

"do not worry."

Yin Ling looked back at Ling Yi, "I just put him to sleep temporarily, your man. I also found someone to dig out this corpse."

Ling Yi gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do at the moment. He didn't know what went wrong. At this moment, he began to panic.

"What about Wu Zuo?" Yin Ling said.

"Master Hou, this old man is here." An old man came with a cloth bag on his shoulders.

"Autopsy." Yin Ling said.

"Yes."

With that said, the old foreman took precautions and prepared for the autopsy.

But as soon as his hand reached into the coffin, he was grabbed by another hand.

Looking up, it was the Marquis of Chengyang.

Ling Yi grabbed Wu Zuo's hand, but looked at Yin Ling: "The deceased is already dead, isn't it good to be so profane?"

Yin Ling sneered, "What is the Marquis of Chengyang worried about?"

Ling Yi sneered and said, "Joke, why worry about you, a murderer and a man who does anything wrong? Come here, don't waste time, take him away!"

Several soldiers got the order, without saying a word, they raised their knives to chop at Yin Ling.

Yes, in this case, where it is to be detained, it is clearly to kill.

Cheng Shaoshang's expression tightened, and he grabbed Yin Lin's hand with a little force.

But those soldiers didn't even get close to Yin Ling, and they were kicked aside by the shadow guard one by one, screaming.

"Yin Ling, you dare to commit murder?!" Ling Yi said angrily.

"Before I was convicted, the Marquis of Chengyang was in a hurry to take action against me. Isn't that in accordance with the rules? Even if you are interrogating a prisoner, at least you have a chance to prove your innocence. Ling Yi, what are you... afraid of?"

The corners of Yin Ling's mouth curled up, staring at Ling Yi intently.

"joke!"

Ling Yihan said in a loud voice, "You have added another crime for refusing to arrest and wounding others. I advise you to arrest without a fight!"

"stop!"

At this time, Emperor Wen stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Do you still take me seriously?"

"Your Majesty, Yin Ling resisted arrest and injured officers and soldiers. He should be severely punished." Ling Yi saluted.

"Your Majesty, this case is strange, and I need to prove my innocence after investigation." Yin Ling also said.

"When you are in prison, I will give you a chance to prove your innocence." Ling Yi said.

"Heh, Marquis of Chengyang, did you get drunk without drinking?" Yin Ling sneered.

"You!" Ling Yi was still waiting to argue.

"What nonsense?"

Emperor Wen said again at this time, "Autopsy!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Yin Ling remained calm.

"...Yes." Ling Yi was a little unwilling.

After a while, Wu's autopsy was over.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the deceased had many wounds on his body. He had experienced violent fighting or struggling before his death. He must have suffered a forced attack... and his head was seriously injured. It should be caused by a blunt instrument. It is judged to be a fatal injury."

Wu Zuo said.

"Yin Ling, did you hear that? So far what do you have to argue with?" Ling Yi felt that God was helping him.

"Don't worry."

Yin Ling smiled slightly, and said to Shen Cuihua, "Shen Cuihua, I heard that you still have a son in the suburbs, right?"

"No, no..." Shen Cuihua dodged her eyes.

"No, right? Then you probably don't know this person anymore." Yin Ling waved his hand.

The shadow guard brought a young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Mother! Mother! Help me! I, I will never gamble again!" The young man cried loudly and said to Shen Cuihua.

Seeing her son covered in wounds and blood, Shen Cuihua was so distressed that she almost fainted.

Yin Ling continued: "I have asked someone to investigate. Your son, who was separated from you before, came to the capital three years ago and just met you again. He is also a refugee, but you don't want him to go to a place like a brothel to make a living. So you use your years of savings to open up the relationship with the Salt Gang and let him do some manual labor outside the city."

"But you didn't expect your son to be addicted to gambling. Over the years, he squandered all your savings. In the end, he lost all his money and paid off the loan. The gambling house asked him to use his right hand to pay off the debt. You had no choice but to conspire with Li Yun and Xiulian to steal the old man's private money."

Speaking of this, Yin Ling looked at the bustard: "How much money did they steal from you?"

"A thousand dollars." The bustard replied.

"Well, one thousand dollars is quite a lot, but it still can't make up for your son's shortfall. Therefore, you and Li Yun, who is also greedy for money, once again conspired to get the idea of ​​the young and weak Xiulian. They wanted to swallow her share of the stolen money, but Xiulian refused. You clashed and killed her by mistake."

Yin Ling continued.

"I..." Shen Cuihua wanted to defend herself.

"Don't rush to explain."

Yin Ling waved his hand and continued, "At this time, the Marquis of Chengyang learned about your murder. He threatened you to slander me. At the same time, he gave you some extra money, enough to make up for your son's shortfall, right?"

"I, I didn't..." Shen Cuihua was so guilty that she could barely hear her voice.

(End of this chapter)