A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 59 059 Lady Case (4)

Ye Zhi's small group was stunned in fright at first, and when Ye Zhi hid behind Pei Jingning and screamed ghostly, everyone choked back their laughter and almost got internal injuries.

Only Pei Jingning still looked as calm as Mount Tai, calm and calm, "Uncle Wang, do you want me to have someone call out the Holy Master's Zhu Pi for you to see?"

"..." King Huaiyang's arrogant anger instantly collapsed.

Ye Zhi frightened and turned around from behind Pei Jingning, deliberately looking like a villain, "My lord, please call all the servants who served on the day the princess was killed. Ye has something to ask them..."

"you……"

"I don't mind if the prince calls me Ye shit!"

It's true where there are pits to bring, Huaiyang Wang has never been so aggrieved by a small person at such a young age, bastard... just wait for me.

Turning his face, "I don't want to do it yet."

The attendant who was scolded by the steward quickly went to lead someone.

I don't know where they were detained, and they were quickly taken to the bedroom where the crime occurred.

Yeats glanced, there were more than [-] servants, male and female, all of them had probably been lynched by Huai Wangyang, and all of them were wounded.

At this moment, Yeats put away the rascal face he had when facing King Huaiyang, with a majestic expression, walked from one end to the other with his hands behind his back, and looked at the servants like thunder.

Several girls even dodged their eyes under her gaze.

Yeats remained calm, walked to the other end, turned around again, and stopped in the middle, his voice was not loud, but heavy and majestic: "The princess's closest maids and women come out."

When the servants heard this, some of them bowed their heads but didn't hear it, and some quietly looked at the steward beside King Huaiyang.

"Didn't you hear?" Yeats said in a deep voice, raising his eyes slightly, his eyes were sharp.

Zhao Bai discovered that Ye Zhi's expression and demeanor with his hands behind his back were exactly the same as Pei Jingning's. When did they...be so similar?Unknowingly, my heart sank suddenly.

Yeats ordered twice but no one listened.

King Huaiyang raised his head proudly.

"Very good." Yeats smirked suddenly, "Captain Teng, arrest all the people here and send them to Dali Temple for torture."

Teng Chong cooperated immediately, with a look of cruel official on his face, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the big knife from his waist, "I will take all of you who come here."

The police at the door rushed in quickly and arrested people.

King Huaiyang yelled, "Pei Ziqian... what do you mean?"

Pei Jingning said coldly: "What does Uncle Wang mean by not letting them out?"

"Who... who said that I won't let them out?" Huaiyang Prince's son became angry, and his daughter died suddenly. With a glance, "Everyone is tired of working, isn't it!"

Only then did the servants come out one after another, five or six of them.

Yeats scanned the last row, looked down at the two women and a man on their tiptoes, and looked back calmly.

"Who first discovered the murder of the princess?"

Several people looked at each other in horror, and after a few breaths, a girl replied tremblingly, "Yes... it's a slave..."

"When you found it, were you standing at the door, or had you already entered the bedroom?"

"Standing at the door..." After thinking for a while, she changed her words again, "No... no... I found it after I came in..."

"Should I stand at the door or come in?" Yeats asked again.

"Stand... no... come in..."

Yeats snorted coldly: "You found it standing at the door, but you're not the first..."

When the girl replied, she kept her head down, and when she heard Yeats' words, she raised her head in panic, received warning eyes, and repeatedly emphasized: "No, no, I was the first to find out."

"Whether you are or not, it doesn't interfere with my next question."

King Huaiyang and his servants thought that Yeats would hold on to this question, but Yeats didn't think about it at all, "The princess was killed on the bed, or on this round table?"

Caught off guard, the question is so straightforward.

King Huaiyang was thinking that the lowly servant had leaked the news, but Yeats already knew the answer from the pale and reddened face of the girl.

"It seems to be on this round table."

It turned out that he had guessed, but the girl was about to deny it, but Yeats stretched out her hand to restrain her, "Your micro expression says it all."

"Slave... Slave..." She...how to deal with the master, the girl wants to die.

While paying attention to the girl's delicate expression, she walked to the round table, "The princess is lying on the round table with her skirt turned up and her bare legs hanging by the table, right?"

"Baby bastard, I killed you..." His daughter's privacy was revealed to everyone, and King Huaiyang jumped up and drew his knife to kill her.

Pei Jingning blocked the sharp blade with his hand, "Uncle Wang, do you want your daughter to die in vain?"

"..." King Huaiyang looked at his nephew who was blocking the knife with his bare hands, and he understood that the one named Ye was the sword in his hand. He didn't expect this sword to be so easy to use. Suddenly, he slumped and took a step back.

Forget it...forget it...what can't be stopped is always unstoppable.

Suddenly, Yeats turned his head, "My lord, what kind of weapon killed the princess?"

"Dagger." King Huaiyang was very cooperative.

"When it was discovered, was the murder weapon on the body of the princess? Or has it been taken away by the murderer?"

"It was taken!"

"Is the bloody coat on the princess still there?"

"exist!"

"The princess hasn't been buried yet!"

King Huaiyang looked at her vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

"What the prince thinks, Yeats wants to do."

"Don't think about it."

Yeats cupped his hands, with a serious face: "My lord, the people in Dali Temple are not gods. They can't catch the murderer by shouting a few words and checking a few suspects. If this is the case, there will be no unsolved cases in the world."

King Huaiyang looked at Pei Jingning blankly, "Can you really find the murderer to avenge my son?"

"As long as Uncle Wang cooperates, we can catch the murderer just around the corner."

Huai Wangyang covered his face with his big hands, "Forget it...forget it..." That's a half-century old man who just came in with a hot temper, with a sad expression like a kind old man!
Finally, he pried open Huai Wangyang's hard tortoise shell, and got the chance to examine the body of Princess Qinfang.

Since Princess Qinfang died unexpectedly, neither her appearance nor her reputation was good, so she had no chance to enter the current Ma's house, and was arranged to be placed in the mansion gifted to her daughter by King Huaiyang.

That house is in Beijing, and it will wait until tomorrow when it enters Beijing.

Yeats then interrogated several girls and women, and basically understood the static scene after Qin Fang's tragic death.

She took Teng Chong and others to simulate the possible scene before the murder, "The princess is in such a relaxed state, the man she is happy with must be a powerful man that she can control and allow her to indulge."

"What is the sense of force?" Xiao Quanzi didn't understand.

Teng Chong was in his thirties, and as he understood Yeats's analysis in the past, he smiled and said, "Brother Ye means that it's not an embroidered pillow that looks fancy but doesn't look useful."

"..." Xiao Quanzi expressed that he did not understand.

Teng Chong chuckled, and was about to say that he is as masculine as brother, but in his peripheral vision, he felt full of force, and quickly put away his hippie smile, and handled the case in a serious manner.

The recorded Zhao Bai subconsciously looked at the most beautiful man in the capital—Pei Jingning, his eyebrows were barely visible, and he was 23 years old and not married yet, so it must be a fancy embroidered pillow!

(End of this chapter)