A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 227 227 Beauty Case (7)

Yeats frowned slightly: "You always look at me with a disgusted look on your face. Does it mean that that pretty boy looks like me?"

Ji Shuhuai was feeling sad. When he heard this, his sad expression immediately turned into disgust, "Master Ye is indeed the crime-solving officer of Dali Temple. You are right. The head of the house was chirping and his eyes were spinning wildly." , it’s not a good thing at first glance.”

It's true that you can be shot while lying down. Yeats stretched out his hand.

Yang Fuquan immediately handed over the tool bag, and she took out white paper and charcoal pens from the bag, "You said, I will draw..."

Teng Chong came in from the door, "Brother Ye, why don't you just arrest the person?"

Yeats said, "Of course Accountant Ji doesn't know where this person is."

"Didn't you say he had seen it before?"

Yeats had already taken out his small drawing board, clamped the paper, and tried the tip of the charcoal pen. He felt that it worked well, so he raised his head and said, "If Accountant Ji knew where this person was, he would have picked up a knife and chopped him up. That would still allow us to Stand here and question him."

Teng Chong asked Xiang Ji Shuhuai with a puzzled look on his face, "You really don't know who that scumbag is and where he lives?"

Ji Shuhuai's eyes flashed coldly, "Master Ye is right, if you let me know where he is..." He would have avenged Su Niang long ago.

Yeats thought to himself, maybe you don’t know that Yin Su’s mother already has a scumbag boy in her belly. What would happen if he knew about it?She didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she quickly took this opportunity to ask him to tell him about the scumbag he had seen.

After less than half an hour, Yeats drew a portrait of the scumbag suspect. He was indeed a tall, thin man with a handsome face and a boyish look. Just as Ji Shuhuai said, he was very girly.

Teng Chong was furious. If it weren't for the fear of trouble, he would have almost taken a sip and said loudly: We, little brother Ye, are originally women, so we are so effeminate, unless the murderer is also a woman disguised as a man.

Yang Fuquan asked: "Is this possible?"

Yeats folded the painting and said, "This possibility cannot be ruled out." She could disguise herself as a man, and so could others, but in this case, only men could make Yin Su Niang pregnant.

"The people who mobilized a thousand troops have searched all over the city and still can't find this person. Yanhe Street is so big. I believe Mr. Ji must have searched all over the city and still can't find anyone."

Ji Shuhuai acquiesced in Teng Chong's speculation.

Yeats handed the tool kit to Yang Fuquan, "We missed a place."

"Where?"

Teng Chong and Ji Shuhuai asked at the same time.

Yeats glanced at Ji Shuhuai who looked eager, smiled lightly, turned around and left the accounting room without answering.

Ji Shuhuai stood at the door until they were about to disappear from his sight, and then he caught up with them, "Su Niang took 3000 taels of silver from the account."

For ordinary businessmen, 3000 taels of silver is really a lot.

Yeats nodded, indicating that he understood.

"..." Seeing that Yeats was leaving again, Ji Shuhuai wanted to scream but was too embarrassed to do so, and watched helplessly as Yeats left.

Could it be that that guy is the son of a wealthy family, so it's hard to find out?

Until he left the fish shop, Teng Chong couldn't help but ask, "Where is the scum hiding?"

Yeats said, "You should know when you get back to Dali Temple." Teng Chong: ... He was so anxious that if he didn't know that Yeats was always like this out of caution, he almost thought that Brother Ye was deliberately trying to appetize him. He was on edge right now, wanting to know where this tall and lanky murderer was hiding?

As soon as he arrived at Dali Temple, Yeats went to Pei Shaoqing's official room to find him.

"Sir, I need your help."

The sun was rising in the west, and Bai Lang, who was standing at the door on duty, couldn't help but look into the official room. When he met the owner's gaze, he was so frightened that he immediately retracted his head.

Yeats turned around and saw a master and a servant muttering, and couldn't help but smile softly.

Pei Jingning saw her smile, and his mood became brighter, "What can I do for you?"

Yeats asked: "Which temples near the capital are secretly releasing loan sharks?"

"Quite a few." He didn't say which one specifically, but asked, "Is the Yin family related to loan sharking?"

Yeats shook his head and said, "No, sir, I suspect that some monks are responsible for killing pigs."

"Pig butcher plate?"

Pig-killing plate is a modern Internet buzzword. It is a form of telecommunications fraud in which fraud gangs use the Internet to make friends and induce victims to invest in gambling.

This method is divided into several steps. First, prepare "pig feed" such as personality and dating routines, and then call the social platform a "pig pen" and look for scammers they call "pig" in it.By establishing a love relationship, that is, "raising pigs", and finally defrauding money, that is, "killing pigs". This is the origin of the pig killing plate.

Seeing that Jingning didn't understand, Yeats explained the process of killing the pig in an ancient way of cheating. "It's actually a way of cheating that combines the horse and the swallow among the top ten charlatans."

The horse in deception refers to a person who commits deception alone.This kind of person is either pretending to be a Taoist or a monk, giving people the feeling of being an outsider and not caring about worldly things. The ultimate goal is naturally to defraud money.

And Yan is a person who specializes in cheating with beauty.Women lie to men, and men lie to women. As long as you are lustful, you will be fooled.

Pei Jingning understood immediately: "You mean there is a monk pretending to be a young man and using a handsome man trick to defraud young ladies of money?"

"Yes, sir." Yeats said with a hand, "These monks usually target young women who are from good families but whose husband and wife are not emotionally compatible. They use their beauty and understanding to act as the 'beauties' of the young women, and then step by step Defrauding them of their money. When these young women find out that they have been deceived, they usually do not dare to say anything and can only admit that they are unlucky. But Yin Suniang is different from the married young women. She is only engaged and can cancel the engagement and marry another. She pestered this monk. So the monk poisoned her and pushed her into the Grand Canal."

“Do you suspect this monk is in one of these money-lending temples?”

"Yes, my lord."

The temple had a high status in ancient times and enjoyed many privileges. It was not that easy for Yeats to arrest people. She put the portrait on the table and said, "Ji Shuhuai has seen the man who came to find the deceased. This is what he looked like after wearing a wig." ." Then, she sat across from Pei Jingning and drew another sketch of a bald head with a ring seal.

Pei Jingning nodded and asked someone to call Lu Si Cheng, "Find out which temple this person is in and arrest him immediately."

"Yes, my lord."

With the Shaoqing's order and the fact that the Dali Temple's chief minister personally committed suicide, the people in the temple had no choice but to cooperate. They soon found out that the scumbag was actually the Mingguang Temple, the largest temple in the Wei Dynasty.

The scumbag is a monk working in the Mingguang Temple. In order to make money, he hooked up with young ladies from the market while buying food and rice for the temple. In the past year, he teamed up with his companions and defrauded at least ten young women.

When he was arrested, he refused to admit that he killed Yin Su Niang. "You said that I killed someone, and the body floated from Yanhe Street to the canal dock in the north. How is that possible? On the night of June [-]th, I was in the temple, and there were many People can prove it.”

(End of this chapter)