Husband has a sweetheart

Chapter 29 Conclusive Evidence
People all over the street are discussing enthusiastically.

"I heard that the man who died was bad! A bad gambler, he beat his wife to death!"

"I know his wife, she's a nice person, it's a pity..."

"No matter what, you can't take innocent people to kill you!"

"Exactly! Let's see what those officials say!"

Zhang Yuqing looked at the crowds of people all over the street, her smile was bright and confident, and she was radiant, "If I was only [-]% sure that He Qi would walk out of the Yamen in a dignified way, now I can say that I am [-]% sure."

Luo Danyang nodded, "I believe He Qi will be released without charge."

After these few days of Wang Chunniang's enlightenment, Mrs. He has become much calmer and more peaceful, and said to everyone: "I will thank you all if it is successful or not. I will not be able to repay you in this life. I will pay you back in the next life as a cow or a horse." Kindness! If it doesn’t work, I’ll trouble you to collect my son’s body and bury us two together..."

"Ma'am, it will definitely work!" Wang Chunniang comforted in a soft voice.

An official in official uniform entered the courtroom from the back hall with his hands behind his back, lifted his official robe, and sat on a chair.

Fang Mo and He Qi were wearing wooden shackles, were brought to the lobby by the officials, and knelt down.

The brothers Fang Mo were very excited, and looked at the two of them anxiously, and the surrounding people also clamored, scrambling to say to others: "The man has come out!"

The official slapped the gavel and asked, "Who is in the hall? Why did the court cry for injustice and interfere with the execution?"

Fang Mo shouted: "Craftsman Fang Mo, cry out for my righteous brother He Qi! The dead Zhang San was not killed by him!"

"How do you know he didn't kill him? There are all witnesses and evidence, so what's there to argue about?" the official asked.

Fang Mo shouted: "My lord, Xuan Wuzuo, please come up, Caomin has something to ask him!"

Fang Mo's brother shouted loudly outside the court: "Xuan Wuzuo! Xuan Wuzuo!" The people outside the court also shouted like thunder.

Officials had to announce it.

After Wu Zuo came up, Fang Mo stared and asked, "You said that the deceased was stabbed in the heart and died in his sleep, didn't you?"

Wu Zuo didn't look at Fang Mo and He Qi, and said, "That's how he died!"

"Let me ask you, if a living person is stabbed in the heart without any precaution, shouldn't the blood be splattered everywhere?" Fang Mo asked.

Wu Zuo fell silent, and his lowered hands were shaking.

The official waited impatiently, patted the gavel, and asked, "You have been working as a gangster for more than ten years, and you don't even know this?"

Even he knows.

"Yes, there should be splashed blood." Wu Zuo said helplessly, bowing his head.

Fang Mo immediately asked: "Then why didn't you mention blood spattering in your autopsy file?"

Wu Zuo's face was white, and he stammered: "No, no? Maybe, maybe I forgot! Even if I don't write it, I can't change the fact that the criminal committed the crime!"

"So, you were at the scene, did you see blood splattered? Is there any murder weapon?" Fang Mo asked again.

Wu Zuo said impatiently: "Maybe there is!"

"Is there any?" Fang Mo asked.

Wu Zuo cupped his hands and said to the chief interrogator: "My lord, this troublemaker is simply making trouble for no reason. The knife has long been wiped clean of blood and presented to the yamen as evidence for sealing. Now there is no blood at all! My lord, it's time to deal with it!" This troublemaker and his brother-in-law beheaded as soon as possible, lest those troublemakers follow suit and come to make trouble and rebel!"

Fang Mo raised his chin and yelled, "Wu Zuo, I asked you questions, but you couldn't answer any of them! I think your autopsy result is fake! You made it up! You must have accepted it!" Other people's black money!"

"Nonsense!" Wu Zuo was furious, "How dare you slander me!"

Fang Mo stared at him without fear, "You just need to answer me, is there any blood splashed on the upper part of the knife and the handle!"

"Of course there are, there are quite a lot!" Wu Zuo sneered with his hands behind his back.

The deceased had been stabbed in the heart in his sleep, and a large amount of blood would inevitably splash out. It is only reasonable that the blade and handle were covered with blood.

But the knife had already been wiped clean when it was pulled out, so what if there was blood, there is no proof of death.

The presiding officer asked Fang Mo, "What else do you have to say?"

At this moment, there was a commotion behind the crowd.

Zhang Yuqing looked back, and it turned out that Lu Wei with a dusty face brought Fang Qin over.

The eyes of the two met for a moment, and Zhang Yuqing immediately turned her head away.

Fang Mo didn't know that his master had arrived, so he knelt in the courtroom and said loudly: "The night before my senior brother went to the execution ground, Lord Yan gave me a dream, saying that my senior brother should not die in the book of life and death, but there are people in the world who carelessly treat human life and are lawless." I want to send him down! I asked Lord Yan what was going on, and Lord Yan used a magic weapon to show me a scene where Zhang San was lying on the bed, dead long ago, and someone I didn’t recognize was holding My senior brother's knife went into his chest!"

"Nonsense! It's just, it's absurd!" Wu Zuo was anxious and angry, "My lord, you see that he is just absurd! He is trying to play tricks on us!"

The presiding officer's face was very ugly, he slapped the gavel, and yelled sharply: "In broad daylight, the world is bright and bright, and you don't talk strangely! If you dare to talk nonsense in the courtroom and disturb people's hearts, I will kill you first!" "

Fang Qin couldn't believe it, and murmured, "Is he crazy?"

In the solemn courtroom where the mirror hangs high, he said that the king of hell gave him a dream, the presiding judge didn't drag him down to beat him because he was afraid of the pressure of tens of thousands of onlookers outside.

Lu Wei was sullen and didn't speak.

"You dreamed that someone stabbed someone to death with a knife, and that person must be your brother!" Wu Zuo shouted again.

Fang Mo sneered, "That man is thin and short, he must not be my senior brother!"

"Enough! It's absurd!" shouted the presiding officer.

Fang Mo immediately said: "My lord, what I said is the truth! I have evidence to prove that what I said is the truth!"

"What evidence do you have?" asked the presiding judge.

Fang Mo shouted: "Yan Wangye gave me a magical water, as long as I spray it on the knife, the blood that disappears will appear! Please let me try it! If it turns out that there is only blood on the knife that has not entered the body of the deceased, That means the knife was stabbed after the deceased died, and it wasn't my brother who killed him with the knife at all!"

Someone outside shouted: "God has also appeared! There was a lot of thunder that day!"

"The blood on the execution ground has been merged into a word of injustice!"

"There are also big trees that have been split and scorched!"

"I heard that there are still a lot of birds hitting the ground, that is to complain for the criminals!"

"God is angry!"

The presiding judge was silent for a while.

Zhang Yuqing's round fan covered half of her face and the corners of her raised lips.

Why was the idea of ​​atheism valuable in ancient times?It's because it's rare, so rare.Everyone believes that there are gods up three feet above their heads, even if they pass by a shabby earth temple, they have to go in and worship, lest the gods misunderstand that they are disrespectful to him.

Yamen officials are also ordinary people, and they are the same. They would rather believe in what they have than in nothing.

Fang Mo's brothers led their acquaintances and shouted everywhere: "Let him be tested! Let him be tested!"

"He really killed him, and it won't be too late to behead him!"

The chief interrogator was flustered by the shouting outside, and frowned and said: "According to you, if the knife is full of blood, it means that the deceased was indeed stabbed in the heart by the knife. If it is found out, the upper part of the knife and the There is no blood on the handle of the knife, so it means that the deceased did not die by the knife?"

"Yes! If there is no blood, then the so-called witness testimony, and the autopsy results of this co-worker..." Fang Mo looked at the co-worker with fiery eyes, and shouted deafeningly: "It's all fake! They By perjury, you wronged my senior brother!"

The presiding judge looked hesitant, and asked again: "What if nothing can be tested?"

"Young man, you are still young, why do you pretend to be a ghost and kill yourself?" Kou Leguo, the clerk in charge of recording, kindly persuaded, "Look at you making this matter so big that it makes it difficult for adults. In this way, please beg I beg my lord, let him..."

Fang Mo gritted his teeth and said, "I don't have anything to ask for except begging my lord to let us test the knife! If nothing comes out of the test, my lord will kill me and my brother on the spot! It's an explanation for so many people!"

"Okay!" The chief interrogator slapped the gavel and asked the guards to bring up the physical evidence steel knife.

I was in a hurry, "My lord, this scumbag is talking nonsense, what is he talking about about the Lord of the Underworld, he is clearly a lunatic! My lord, you can't let him lead you by the nose!"

"He's guilty!" Zhang Yuqing pointed at Wu Zuo and shouted at the right time.

The people who had been attentively watching the development of the situation suddenly came to their senses, shouting things like "he must be a guilty conscience".

Lu Wei suddenly looked at Zhang Yuqing not far away with sharp eyes.

Wu Zuo was anxious and angry, wanting to see who was speaking ill of him, but outside the courtroom was full of people, and Zhang Yuqing was guarded by several tall men, so it was impossible to tell who was talking .

The steel knife was quickly brought up, four fingers wide and more than a foot long, the exquisite steel knife exuded a faint cold light on the tray.It's hard to imagine that such a beautiful knife was inserted into the chest of the deceased not long ago and became a murder weapon.

"How do you test the knife?" the chief interrogator asked.

Fang Mo turned around and shouted to the brothers who were waiting outside.

A man entered the lobby holding a water urn.

Fang Mo shouted: "This is the magic water that Lord Yan left for me! You can test the blood on the knife!"

Wu Zuo's face turned pale, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead and temples.

The chief interrogator signaled, "Let him try!"

When the man passed Wuzuo holding the urn, he cursed: "Yan Wang and God can't stand it anymore! Come and help us! You just wait and die!" He yelled at Wuzuo again.

Wu Zuo took a step back with his legs shaking, anxious to see how the man did the blood test, but he didn't even bother to go out and scold the man back.

The two guards each held both ends of the steel knife, and the man held the urn and poured it down on the steel knife.

Everyone held their breath, the lobby and the crowds outside were all silent, staring nervously at the scene in front of them.

Even the chief interrogator subconsciously stood up from his seat, leaned forward, and watched nervously.

(End of this chapter)