A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Master Fan did not expect that his concubine would be related to the incisor case. Not only did King Han ask about it, but Yeats also started investigating. When the concubine returned to the house, he immediately called him to the study.

As the minister of Dali Temple, the incisor case is a famous unsolved case in Beijing. Even if he did not intervene in this case, he knew most of the circumstances. Of course he knew Yeats's so-called criminal profile.

The murderer was abused as a child.

abused...

Master Fan had a stern look on his face, "Is someone at home abusing you?"

The family scandal was publicized, but as the highest official in charge of prisons in the country, he didn't know about it.

Fan Wenjia was upset by the questions from the people at Dali Temple during the day. Before he could calm down, he once again faced me with a face as pale as a coffin board. A huge mocking smile instantly broke out on his once timid and timid face: "What should I do? , The Minister of Dali Temple actually doesn’t know that his wife and children committed murder against his concubine?”

Lord Fan stood up, reached out and slapped the table with a loud bang, which was frightening. However, this was the old Fan Wenjia. At this moment, as if he had gone through the final trial, his eyes met my father's calmly.

In the twilight, the last light in the study disappeared, and the father and son suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

But his eyes were burning.

Time was like a stretched thread that became thinner and thinner...and finally... broke at the sound of the servant knocking on the door.

Mr. Fan's aura as a father and a superior person suddenly declined, and his calm question turned into confusion: "Is it really you?"

Fan Wenjia just raised his head to face the powerful Lao Tzu and sneered unchanged: "Yes, so what; no, so what?"

Those who were killed were all the noble sons of the capital. Even if he was the minister of Dali Temple, he could not protect his son!

"You..." Mr. Fan slumped down in the armchair. How could this happen?
Seeing the always strict and unsmiling high-ranking official like this, Fan Wenjia felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure. It turned out...

Seeing that the time given by Duke Qi to handle the case was approaching day by day, Teng Chong and others became anxious.

He urged: "Brother Ye, why did you let the man named Fan go? What if Mr. Fan applies for an arrest warrant tomorrow and hides him?"

Zhang Jin also advocated arresting the person quickly, "Master Ye, I went to check the questions you asked in the morning and they are all correct in the afternoon. How about arresting the person for interrogation?"

Qin Dachuan and Yang Fuquan also looked at Yeats.

Yeats stood silently on the street curb.

Night is coming, the evening wind is blowing, it is almost August, the sky is getting darker, and the wind blows on people, bringing bursts of chill.

"not him."

The voice was very soft and was carried away by the wind in an instant.

But Teng Chong and others still heard it. They were stunned for a moment and looked at each other, as if they understood something. Their eyes widened, "No way?"

Just as Teng Chong was about to open his mouth, someone from across the street said hello, "Master Ye, Mr. Teng..."

Yeats and others all looked over.

Zhao Bai came over from across the street, "Are you going to find a place to have dinner?" He smiled, with a gentle look on his face, "It just so happens that I'm also going out for dinner. Do you want to come with us? I'll invite you all."

Teng Chong and others suddenly got stuck.

Yeats smiled indifferently, "What a coincidence. I was just worried about which restaurant to choose. Mr. Zhao is planning to go..."

He turned around and pointed to a medium-sized restaurant behind him, "I heard that they have a new signature dish. Do you want to try it?"

Yeats smiled and nodded, "Okay." With that said, the two of them walked side by side to the other side of the street.

Teng Chong and others looked at each other. Among the five suspects, Zhao Bai and the others did not investigate, but as the investigation continued, Yeats denied the other four people under investigation.

So this is the only one left that has not been investigated?If not him, who would it be?Will Yeats, who almost never failed, fail this time?

Will the incisor case remain an unsolved case?
There are so many cases in the world, and there are many unsolved cases in Dali Temple, including this one, but the Qi Guoguo will let the murderer of his precious grandson go free?

Zhao Bai turned around and said, "Brother Teng?"

"..."

"I'm treating you to dinner, don't you want to have a meal?"

Realizing that he had lost his composure, Teng Chong immediately returned to normal and laughed: "How could it be possible? It's just that Mr. Zhao should not be stingy and order more good wine and food."

"That's natural." He smiled like a spring breeze.

Teng Chong followed with a smile.Everyone followed happily.

Zhao Bai turned his head, with a smile on his face, and looked at Yeats, "How is the case of Qi Guogong's grandson? Has the murderer of the front tooth case been found?"

Yeats smiled and turned around: "We are checking."

"Do you have eyebrows?"

"It's not easy to check anyway."

Zhao Bai deliberately teased: "Brother Ye, are there any cases that cannot be investigated?"

Yeats lowered his shoulders: "Of course, you can't treat me as a god."

The two smiled at each other.

In the night, on both sides of the restaurant door, lights poured out from lanterns and shone on everyone. Seeing her cheerful face, Zhao Bai's smile widened. Every look and every movement seemed to have a silent understanding between them.

Teng Chong and others quietly stopped and looked at the two people standing smiling. Why do they feel that something is wrong tonight?Just when he was wondering what he wanted to say, Zhao Bai stretched out his hand to invite, "Everyone, second floor, please——"

"Thank you!" Yeats showed his face and stepped into the restaurant.

Zhao Bai followed into the restaurant.

Teng Chong did not move, and even took a step back to let Zhang Jin enter the restaurant. He approached Yang Fuquan and said, "Xiao Quanzi, you have been learning how to handle cases recently. Do you think just now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Fuquan raised his hand and waved, and quickly followed him into the restaurant.

Teng Chong's eyes followed their backs, and he felt that Zhao Bai must have turned around and looked at him just now.

It's just a feeling.

After less than half an hour, a table of food was eaten. After a long day of running around, everyone was full of stomachs even though they were colleagues.

Yeats was drinking the last of his sweet soup.After all, girls still like these sweet soups and water.

Zhao Bai saw her holding the soup cup, and his smile never stopped tonight, "There are still two days, right?"

"Ah."

There was a table full of people, Zhao Bai asked suddenly, Yeats replied calmly.

Teng Chong's hand holding the tea cup tightened slightly. He felt as if something was about to happen. Sure enough...

Zhao Bai leaned back on his chair, feeling as if he had eaten and drank enough to rest. "The King of Han has checked on Fan Wenjia, and you have also checked on Fan Wenjia."

Yeats, who was drinking soup with his eyes lowered, raised his eyes and said, "I remember the first time we met was in a bookstore?"

"The bookstore on Wenxin Street." Zhao Bai completed the address.

Tengchong and others' eyelids jumped when they heard this. God, they finally understood why Yeats asked Fan Wenjia this question in the morning.

The two are friends.

It’s coming...is it coming like this?Teng Chong and others couldn't believe it.

Yeats pushed away the unfinished sweet soup, leaned back halfway on his chair, and looked at Zhao Bai who was diagonally opposite him, "Are you the youngest son of Prince Shunyang?"

"Yes."

"He's a bastard."

"Yes."

"The second legitimate son?"

"Yes."

Three questions and three answers.

Yeats did not stop and continued, "Did Prince Shunyang's son frighten his horse and die?"

"Yes, when he was 17 years old, a polo match was held in Beijing. During the match, the horse stepped on a nail and was frightened. He was thrown off the horse and died that night."

"Is it man-made or an accident?"

When asked at this moment, Zhao Bai did not answer immediately.

The eyes that had been looking at Yeats lowered their eyes.

Teng Chong finally dared to take a deep breath and quietly stretched out his hand to pull Yeats. Yeats seemed not to notice and kept staring at Zhao Bai, "In addition to being bad to you, the Princess of Shunyang County is also not good to several other bastards. ?"

not good?It was too tactful to say it in front of him.

Zhao Bai raised his eyes, his eyes full of ridicule, "The eldest son of the Shunyang County Prince died at the age of five, the third son died in the womb, the fourth son died at the age of 13, and only the fifth son, that is, I am alive until now."

In the end, Zhao Bai was the only legitimate concubine of the Prince of Shunyang County, so as a concubine, he had the opportunity to inherit the title.

Yeats pursed her lips, reached for the unfinished sweet soup, and drank it all in one gulp. Before putting down the soup cup, her eyes met Zhao Bai again, "It was Princess Shunyang who abused you first, and then The shocking death of her biological son, right?"

The two looked at each other.

Not to win the title.

She understood his gaze.

Zhao Bai replied without hesitation: "Yes."

Yeats put down the soup cup and smiled slightly, "Brother Zhao Wu, the meal is finished, it's your turn to pay the bill."

what……

Isn't it a case within a case?The death of the legitimate son of Shunyang County Prince was an accident to the outside world. What does Ye Xiaodi mean when he asks now?
Why did you just settle the bill?Don't you want to continue asking?
Both of them had smiles on their faces.

He said, "Yes, I'm treating you today." After that, he got up and went downstairs, walked to the door of the private room, turned around, with a smile on his face: "Don't you want to ask anything else?"

"Fan Wenjia will get back to me."

"Oh!" Zhao Bai pursed his lower lip, as if he wanted to say something else.

Yeats stood up and said, "Brother Zhao is reluctant to part with money, so I will settle it?" She smiled a little playfully.

Zhao Bai's smiling eyes were instantly filled with sadness, "What if..."

"If we meet again next time, I will give Brother Zhao Wu a beating." Her smile was sweet.

Zhao Bai didn't seem to notice, he immediately turned around and went downstairs.

If he met him first, then they...on second thought, so what if they met first?He's not yet a...

If... even if there is an if, there will be no relationship between them... Zhao Bai stopped and turned to look upstairs again... his eyes were full of sadness.

In the private room, Yeats's face collapsed after laughing all night, and his whole body was enveloped in sadness.

Teng Chong was confused and reached out to pat Yeats, "Is the murderer Fan Wenjia, or..." He pointed at Zhao Bai who was coming downstairs.

She let out a long sigh, "Let's go too." After saying that, she staggered downstairs step by step, as if she had suffered a huge blow, but they were clearly eating!

Zhang Jin felt something was wrong: "Master Ye, do you mean that Master Zhao left without waiting for us?"

Yeats walked in front of the stairs, stepping down one step at a time without replying at all.

But Teng Chong, Zhang Jin and others still heard it. He reached out to hold Ye Zhi: "Brother Ye, the day after tomorrow is the time when Duke Qi will ask us for the murderer. There are still two days left. Who is the murderer?"

Yeats brushed off Teng Chong's hand and went downstairs. After a while, he left the restaurant and stood at the door of the restaurant, looking towards the night street. A carriage had just left.

Teng Chong and others knew that it was Zhao Bai's carriage. When he was still pestering Yeats about the murderer, two carriages in the opposite direction slowly stopped, and the people inside got off almost at the same time.

It's Pei Jingning and King Han.

The two met and exchanged simple greetings.

Yeats and others came forward to greet him.

Before Pei Jingning had time to speak to Yeats, King Han asked, "Where is Zhao Bai?"

"After finishing our meal, we paid and left."

King Han's eyes sank, "When?"

"Been gone for a while."

Although he had just left for a while, Ye Xiaodi actually lied. Why?Teng Chong couldn't understand, but since King Han was here, he couldn't ask any questions.

King Han stared at Yeats gloomily, "Master Ye, there are still two days."

Yeats replied calmly: "The official knows."

"You'd better know." King Han looked deeply at Pei Jingning, curled his lips coldly, rolled up his sleeves and left.

After getting on the carriage, Yeats leaned on Pei Jingning's shoulder.

"Very tired?" Pei Jingning reached out and stroked her hair.

Yeats grunted muffledly.

Pei Jingning looked down at her, "Have you confirmed who is the murderer?"

"Yes." After responding, Yeats turned around and stretched out his arms to hug Pei Jingning, "Sir, I wish it wasn't him."

Pei Jingning sighed secretly and hugged her thin shoulders, "Actually, in my cousin's case, you identified the murderer of the front tooth case, right?"

Hearing this, Yeats looked up from his arms.

The two looked at each other.

"grown ups……"

At this moment, Yeats is no longer the high-spirited criminal detective, but an ordinary person who has lost friends and colleagues.

Zhao Bai became the biggest test of Yeats's criminal investigation career.

All the deceased in the Qianya case were powerful people who committed crimes and did not care about the law at all. Zhao Bai punished these lawless powerful people like a dark messenger.

From the legal point of view, Zhao Bai is a murderer and a murderer; but things in the world can be either white or black, and where the law cannot reach it, there are always people who do what is right for heaven.

But because the deceased was a criminal, does it mean that the murderer has not violated the law?As a law enforcer, Yeats knew that murder was a violation of the law and would be brought to justice.

Pei Jingning gently stroked Yeats's back and waited until her emotions calmed down, "What are you going to do next?"

Yeats didn't know either. After a long time, she replied dully, "I hope he surrenders!"

Turn yourself in?

After sending Yeats home, Pei Jingning asked Bai Lang to keep an eye on Zhao Bai. Unexpectedly, Zhao Qian came and said, "The King of Han has already taken action."

"Caught?"

Zhao Qian said: "It wasn't there when I came."

Hearing this, Pei Jingning chuckled lightly for some reason.

"Why are you laughing?" Zhao Qian was puzzled, "If he gets caught, all the credit will be his."

Pei Jingning raised his eyebrows and was noncommittal.

Regarding the incisor case, everyone in the capital is eagerly waiting to see who the real murderer is. Until now, five suspects have been identified. The date agreed upon by the Qi State Convention is coming soon. Now only Yu Zhaobai has no investigation and review. "Is it possible? Is it really him?"

He still didn't believe it, "The position of the heir apparent in Shunyang County Prince's Palace was achieved by walking on blood and blood all the way!"

"Then let's wait until tomorrow to see if King Han has caught anyone!"

The next day, when Yeats had just taken up duty, Teng Chong came over in a hurry, "Zhao..." and suddenly stammered and couldn't speak.

Zhang Jin ran over from behind. Seeing that Teng Chong didn't say anything, he said, "Master Zhao escaped. Just now the King of Han found Pei Shaoqing going to sea to capture documents."

For some reason, Yeats felt uncomfortable and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

Teng Chong finally spoke, "Brother Ye, tell me exactly who the murderer is?"

Zhang Jin, Qin Dachuan and others all looked at her.

Yeats looked at the workstation behind him, which was Zhao Bai's workbench.

"It's really him?" Teng Chong still can't believe it. "What happened? Let's not talk about other cases. When Liang Baolin was killed, Zhao Baike was in the city. How could he kill someone?"

Yeats asked, "Can't we fake it?"

Teng Chong was shocked.

Yang Fuquan's brain was running at high speed, and he seemed to have the case sprung up: "Brother Ye, is it like this? Mr. Zhao has been ill recently, so he has been in the house, and no one noticed him. When the case occurred, he had actually secretly After arriving outside the city, he hid in the Fan Mansion Courtyard through his friend Fan Wenjia, whom he met at the bookshop. He went to Qi Guogong Courtyard at night and killed Liang Baolin. Early the next morning, he returned to the city through Fan Wenjia's carriage and quietly slipped back home. , that’s right.”

Yeats nodded.

"Then..." Yang Fuquan scratched his head, "Is Fan Wenjia an accessory in this case or in all cases?"

Yeats replied, "Should be just an accessory in this case."

Zhang Jin took a breath, "Doesn't that mean we're going to arrest Master Fan's son?"

That's for sure, but what people didn't expect was that Master Fan's concubine actually covered all seven incisor cases, admitting that he killed all these people and knocked in the incisors.

It's... crazy.

Teng Chong asked Yeats again to confirm, "Are you sure that the person named Fan is the accomplice in the last case?"

"That's natural."

Yeats didn't expect that Fan Wenjia hated Master Fan to such an extent. This was really...

The emperor learned from Pei Jingning that the principal culprit in the incisor case was indeed Zhao Bai, and Fan Wenjia was an accomplice in the last case. "As a minister of Dali Temple, he allowed his eldest wife to abuse his bastard son. Such an official's virtue is unworthy and should be removed." He was demoted from the official position of minister of Dali Temple to the general magistrate of Youzhou."

All of a sudden, he was demoted from the second grade to the fifth grade, and was demoted from the capital to the northwest. This was a severe demotion.

After learning that Master Fan was demoted to the northwest, Fan Wenjia finally changed his story and told all the story of how he helped Zhao Bai hide and return to the city. Since he did not participate in the murder, he was only guilty of hiding and was sentenced to two years.

Duke Guo of Qi knew his son's murderer, so he put pressure on Pei Jingning, the newly appointed Minister of Dali Temple, and asked the King of Han to send people throughout the Wei Dynasty to arrest Zhao Bai.

As the murderer of the incisor case came to light, many years ago, Jing Ma, the legitimate son of the Prince of Shunyang County, was rediscovered. Many pieces of evidence pointed to the mastermind of Jing Ma being Zhao Bai. Prince Shunyang cried before Emperor Long Qi, but was found to be incompetent in running the family. The concubines died in vain one by one, and were mercilessly demoted to common people by Emperor Long Qi. The whole family was driven out of the capital. The princess of Shunyang County couldn't bear the result of her son being killed by the concubine and immediately went crazy.

You will reap melons if you sow melons, and you will reap beans if you sow beans. When she abused the concubines and concubines, did she ever think about this day? No one will be spared.

Neither Dali Temple, nor the King of Han, nor the Duke of Qi found Zhao Bai.

Teng Chong asked, "Brother Ye, where do you think he will hide?"

Yeats remembered the time he visited the Prince of Shunyang County. There was a travel diary behind the teapot, which seemed to be about Annan and Dongyi. Maybe he went there!

Zhang Jin clicked his tongue, "I thought he would..."

What can you do?Surrender?Or commit suicide out of fear of guilt?

The princess of Shunyang County tortured four bastards to death along the way. He was the only male from the prince's palace of Shunyang County who survived. It was not easy for him to survive. For this reason, Zhao Bai did not allow himself to die.

Yeats had also thought about it, but when he showed up to treat him that night, Yeats actually guessed what he wanted to do?
If she could go back to that night, would she block him?

Yeats has been asking himself this question for many years. (End of chapter)