Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 132 Dossier
The next day.

It rained all night, and the road to Jingzhao Mansion was inevitably slippery, but Jing Chun never imagined that he was the one who wrestled. Jing Chun's resentment is greater than that of ghosts!

As soon as he arrived at Jingzhao Mansion, Jing Chun saw a beggar-looking man walking out of Jingzhao Mansion, cursing and spitting before leaving.

The beggar was dressed in rags and his legs were not stable. He probably had a slight limp in his right leg. He was carrying a bamboo basket on his left arm, and there was half a piece of steamed bun in the bamboo basket.

The beggar took the steamed bun in the bamboo basket, took a bite viciously, but unexpectedly fell on the last step, and half of the steamed bun was also soaked in the mud puddle.

"Damn bad luck!"

Jing Chun went down the steps in two or three steps. Seeing the steamed buns he could no longer pick up, he handed the eggs in the bag to the beggar, "Old man, are you alright?"

The beggar raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jing Chun, saying disdainfully: "Are you from Jingzhao Mansion too?"

Jing Chun nodded.

"Fuck off!"

What a temper!
Jing Chun chuckled, immediately stood up and put away the egg in his hand, rolled it twice in his hand, peeled it off skillfully, took a bite and said: "I'm getting out of here, you can get out of here too!"

After saying that, Jing Chun entered the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, and all this happened to be seen by Capt. Li.

After eating the last bite of egg, Jing Chun asked, "Is this the same old beggar Wang Ding mentioned yesterday?"

"Isn't it? His name is Pan Jin. Wang Ding also recognized it. It was this Pan Jin who was begging that day. This Pan Jin is not simple. He has been scolded by everyone in Jingzhao Mansion since he entered the prison yesterday. Mr. Song yesterday I asked him no less than five times that night, but he insisted that he didn’t know.”

"And let it go?"

"Let him go." Capt. Li was helpless. "Master Song saw that he was old, so he asked us to let him go. But if he has nothing to do with the abandoned baby, I, Old Li, don't believe it."

Jing Chun's eyes lit up, "How do you say?"

Catcher Li pointed to Pan Jin in the distance, "Did you see the bamboo basket in his hand?"

Jing Chun nodded, "I saw it."

"His bamboo basket is new."

Jing Chun took a closer look, and found that the bamboo basket still had the blue-yellow color of the bamboo strips, not the black-gray color that had been used for a long time.

"What does this have to do with the dead baby?"

"Wang Ding said that Pan Jin was holding an old bamboo basket that day. Let me ask you, where did the old bamboo basket go?"

Jing Chun spread his hands, "How do I know this?"

"That's the problem." Capt. Li put his hands in his arms and looked at Pan Jin's back with a determined look. "That's a dead baby. A dead baby is delivered from the mother's body and then goes to the restaurant." In the meat washing basin, the process requires transportation. Just think about how the dead baby was transported to the restaurant."

"Wang Ding was carrying the load in a bamboo basket..." Jing Chun suddenly realized, "You mean that the dead baby was probably brought to Wang Ding's bamboo basket in the bamboo basket."

"That's what it means."

"What about the evidence?"

What he said was at best Li Butou's speculation. If there was no real evidence, who would be able to conclude that Pan Jin was really related to the dead baby?And given Pan Jin's age and background, the dead baby couldn't possibly be Pan Jin's child, right?

Li Butou was not in a hurry, "Jigong and Wei Ming went to a pregnant woman's house yesterday?"

"Amin told you? It's true. It happened that the pregnant woman gave birth yesterday. Amin and I helped a little..."

Li Butou interrupted: "A Mingke told you about another woman? The one with a fat body."

"I told you, your name is Han Yuyan, right? I had a busy day yesterday and I haven't gone yet. Do you want Capt. Li to go with you?"

"No, just go with A Ming. It's also a good time to see if Han Yuyan and Pan Jin are related."

Looking at Li Butou's extremely determined eyes, it seemed that Li Butou had already identified the dead baby's mother as Han Yuyan.

This is strange. Does Mr. Li have any conclusive evidence?

Jing Chun asked: "Captain Li, do you know anything?"

Catcher Li's expression suddenly sank a bit, "You should also know about this, so come in and talk about it."

Catcher Li brought Jing Chun to the Juanzong Pavilion, and handed over the file on the table to Jing Chun, "When I checked Wang Ding earlier, I went to the files of Jingzhao Mansion and found a case from nine months ago. rapists of women."

Jing Chun hesitated and took the file, which had Wang Ding's name on it.

"September ago, a woman in ragged clothes came to report to the officials, saying that she had summoned wicked people to rape her on the way home from delivering food, and escaped only after dying. Woman, according to what the woman said, he only remembered that the person who raped her was a rich man, and his impression was extremely vague."

"How to check?"

"Coincidentally, there was another witness to this incident, Wang Ding, who was homeless at the time."

"But I see that this case has no further details." Jing Chun flipped through the file, and the rest of the paper was blank. Could it be that there are witnesses and no clues?

"The woman's figure is a bit fat, and her appearance is not upright. Although Wang Ding witnessed everything, after seeing the woman in Jingzhao Mansion, he said nothing uncomfortable and mocking, but said that the woman deliberately seduced her. , otherwise, how could a kid from a rich family appreciate it."

Jing Chun suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Who can bear such words?"

"Master Qian also hit Wang Ding's [-]th board at that time... Finally Wang Ding dictated a portrait, which is this." Catcher Li took out the painting tube on the desk and spread out the portrait, "That woman is not Recognize this portrait... There are many places in this portrait that are different from the villain in the woman's impression."

"Then isn't this portrait wrong?" Jing Chun shook the portrait, "How can we find evil people since they don't look like people?"

"So, this case has become a long-standing case. Until Mr. Qian retired and returned to his hometown, this case was not resolved..."

Catcher Li suddenly let out a long sigh, "I remember that Wang Ding was a vagrant when he came to Jingzhao Mansion in September, but now he has become a bearer of a restaurant, and he still has spare money to sell wine..."

"Could it be that Capt. Li was afraid that Wang Ding had received someone's favor in the first place..."

Mr. Li nodded, frowned a little, and suddenly sighed, "I and everyone else in Jingzhao Mansion are also at fault for this matter. It was only half a month before Mr. Qian returned home, and no one wanted to deal with it at this juncture." Take it out and investigate it, and it is such a vicious rape of a woman. Even if it is put in front of the woman, publicizing the matter for the purpose of investigating the case is not the first choice... People can't find it based on this portrait. That case Of course they couldn't get married. Mr. Qian also felt guilty. Even when he returned home, he couldn't find out anything about him, so he took out his salary and gave it to the girl, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation..."

Jing Chun was silent for a long time after hearing this, and asked calmly: "Could it be that that girl is...?"

Li Butou also felt a little heavy, and said slowly: "Yes, she is Han Yuyan."

(End of this chapter)