A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Lu Si Cheng sighed and left.

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Bai was the only one left in the official room. He lowered his eyes, put his arm on the table, touched the edge of the inkstone with his thumb, and found the murderer in seven days.

Who is the murderer?

The grandson of the Duke of Qi and the grandnephew of the Queen Mother were killed, which really disturbed Tai Sui's head.

Walking on the street, Teng Chong sighed, "I didn't expect the murderer of the front tooth case would dare to touch him."

Yeats turned to look at Teng Chong, "How do you say this?"

"Didn't you realize?" Teng Chong asked, "The murderers in the Qianya case were all arrogant and domineering playboys in the capital."

Why didn't I notice it? If it hadn't been like this, her criminal profile would have been blurted out long ago, and now...

Thinking of this, Yeats calmed down and said, "Let's talk about the person named Liang first."

When talking about Liang Baolin, Teng Chong, Zhang Jin and others really started chatting. They talked all the way to lunch. They sat in the restaurant and continued to talk while eating. Even the waiter next to him picked up the conversation and joined in. .

As the great nephew of the Queen Mother and the direct grandson of the Duke of Qi, Liang Baolin was no ordinary dude. He was simply lawless in gathering crowds to fight, opening casinos, robbing raped women, and deliberately causing trouble and harming civilians. If Qiao Si was a member of a low-level gang, then he was. No one can tolerate a villain from the top or bottom.

It stands to reason that for such a villain, the guards around him should be very careful. How could he be killed in another courtyard?

After dinner, Yeats and others were still hanging out on the street.

Teng Chong was about to ask Yeats, could he just hang out like this for a whole day?
A luxurious carriage stopped in front of them, and the curtain rolled up a corner, revealing King Han's peach-faced face, "Master Ye is investigating the case?"

Yeats held up his hand and said, "I have met the prince."

Teng Chong and others followed and saluted.

King Han looked at the sun above his head and said, "It's really hard for Master Ye to investigate the case on a hot day."

"Your Majesty, your words are serious. It is your duty as a subordinate."

King Han smiled, and under the corner of the curtain, the carriage set off.

Yeats and others stepped aside and watched the carriage go away.

Yang Fuquan leaned next to Ye Zhi, "Brother Ye, do you think the King of Han is also looking for the murderer of his nephew?"

"Probably." King Han's appearance in front of her was no accident. It was like a warning.

Teng Chong heard, "If they find the murderer, can we not worry so much?"

Yeats felt complicated and said: "Maybe the murderer is Zorro!"

"The murderer's name is Zuo Luo?" Teng Chong was surprised and happy, "It turns out that little brother Ye already knew who the murderer was."

Zhang Jin asked excitedly, "No wonder Ye Pingshi took us shopping on the street. Did he wait until the seventh day to arrest the person and hand him over to Qi Guogong?"

Yang Fuquan and Qin Dachuan also stared at Yeats.

Yeats was stared at by several people and hung up. "You...I..." didn't know how to explain who Zorro was, "No...no, it's not the murderer. He...is someone I've heard of." The knight’s name.”

"Knight?"

Yeats finally sighed, "Yes, since you said that the murderers were all dandies, don't you think the murderer looks like a knight who punishes rapists?"

"Is it because of this...that's why...young brother Ye, you don't want to catch the murderer?"

"No..." Yeats denied.

Teng Chong didn't let go: "During the last Pei Wenchao case, you actually already knew who the murderer was?"

Yeats waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense."

Everyone stared at Yeats.

Yeats has never wanted to take over the incisor case, firstly because the deceased were all scum who should be punished by law, and secondly, when the murderer was killing people... "Brother Ye?"

Seeing her dazed, Teng Chong called her back to her senses, "Once it was my friend Jiang Shizi, once it was Prince Consort Pei's nephew, and now they are together again. Maybe you already know who the murderer is, right?"

Yeats didn't know how to answer, and when he looked up at the sky, she didn't know either.

As the undertaker of the law, no matter what the quality of the deceased is, the final result of his behavior should be punished by the law. Regardless of whether the murderer is chivalrous or moral, he has no right to decide the life and death of the victim!

This has always been her rule.

But now...

Teng Chong also sighed: "Last time, during the trial of the cellar case, when the prince-in-law forced you to tell the criminal profile, we were all there."

Yeats was stunned and looked back at them.

Teng Chong said: "You said the murderer should be a son of a wealthy and noble family, between the ages of [-] and [-]. He should have been abused at home, hated all unfair treatment, and might have accidentally helped people kill people who committed evil crimes. The son of a wealthy family was respected by the victim, and from then on he developed a righteous heart to punish evil and promote good."

Yes, she said that.

Teng Chong muttered: "You have status...have you ever been abused?"

Seeing him like this, Yeats was surprised: "Have you checked?"

"I didn't check."

But as the son of an uncle, Teng Chong is also in the upper class of society. He is also the head catcher of Dali Temple. Regardless of his identity or position, it is actually very convenient to investigate such a person.

But Teng Chong's attitude made Yeats feel that he seemed to know which nobleman he was.

"you……"

"Occasionally I hear family and friends talk about some of the scandals within the family, and I know a few children from aristocratic families who were abused."

Yang Fuquan looked at Yeats cautiously, and when he saw that she was silent, he asked: "Brother Teng, can you tell us which ones they are?"

Teng Chong scratched his brows, but seeing that Yeats didn't let go, he didn't dare to respond.

Yeats looked towards the distance of the street, and as soon as he took a step, he suddenly thought of something, "Wait a minute, when Pei Fuma insisted on me talking about the criminal profile at the end of the case in the cellar, were there other detectives there at the time? "

Zhang Jin nodded affirmatively, "Yes."

"Oops."

She had to investigate this case even if she didn't want to.

In Lanyue Tower, Xu Weizhi stood in front of King Han, reporting back the news: "Your Highness, the case of Pei Wenchao says that the murderer is a child of a family who has been abused."

"Have you found out who has been abused?"

Xu Weizhi replied: "Your Highness, there are five of them, all of whom are concubines. Two of them are serving as ministers of ceremony in Taichang Temple, one is in the Ministry of Rites, one is teaching in the Imperial College, and one is serving as the director of the Dali Temple."

"Have you checked their whereabouts that day?"

"Go back to Your Highness and check everything. One of them was the Young Prince's guest during the day..."

When King Han heard this, his eyes suddenly became sharp, "Who?"

"It's Zhao Qiying, the concubine of King Huaiyang who served as the minister of ceremony at Taichang Temple." Xu Wei replied, "However, in the evening, Mr. Zhao returned to the city. Both his servants and the city gate guards can prove it. .”

Xu Weizhi saw that the King of Han had no intention of asking further questions, so he immediately said the next thing, "The other person who teaches in the Imperial College is Fan Wenjia, the concubine of Lord Fan, the minister of Dali Temple. He has been sketching near the other courtyard."

"On the night of the crime, were these two people outside the city?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

King Han narrowed his eyes. (End of chapter)