Daming female forensic doctor

Chapter 21 Beggar Dong'er
"Who reported it?" Zhao Di asked.

The person holding the handlebar was Zhang Du. He tilted his head and said respectfully, "Back to the prince, I heard that he was a beggar. He took a note and delivered it to the county government office. I asked who gave the note to him. The beggar couldn't tell me why. Come."

Jian Qing learned this information from Shi Zhong at the same time. She was a little stunned. She just found the food box on the front foot. Now someone has reported it. Is there any connection between them?

Originally, for Jian Qing, even if the reporter was not the murderer, he might be related to the murderer. But if there is no clue about the reporter now... Jian Qing feels that the county government's fast-track catching ability is really poor!
"Where is the little beggar now?" Jian Qing asked, she was a little worried, "You won't let him go, right?"

"Indeed." There was no emotion in Shi Zhong's tone.

Although Jian Qing had expected it, she was still inevitably disappointed.There was no use in complaining. She asked, "Who took the note? Where is the note?"

Shi Zhong asked, "Jian Qing, you are just a coward in the county government. Could it be that you want to be the leader of the fast patrol team?"

Jian Qing shook her head, "Uncle Shi, my father has taught me that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. Although the young man is just a coward, if he has spare power, he can do what he can. The young man thinks it is a small responsibility. Of course. , if the county government has regulations, everyone must fulfill their duties and do not seek political advice if they are not in their positions. The younger ones must abide by the rules."

Shi Zhong smiled, stroking his beard, and smiled a little meaningfully.

Jian Qing was not a person who liked to kneel down. She pretended not to see Zhao Di waiting aside, but headed west, pushed through the crowd, turned from the alley under the city wall to the main street, and chased Niu Er and the others. .

When he was approaching the gate of the county government office, Jian Qing caught up with him.

"Brother Niu, do you still remember what the little beggar who gave you the note looked like?" Jian Qing asked breathlessly.

Everyone paused for a moment, He Donglai was the most anxious, looking at Niu Er as if he was seeing a savior.The person who reported it was a little beggar. Obviously, He Donglai had no grudge against the little beggar. Who was using the little beggar’s hands to punish him?
Niu Er felt a little stressed when everyone was looking at him. He thought for a while, scratched his hair for a long time, and then stammered, "He is not tall, he is dirty all over, he wears a shabby coat, and his trousers are dirty." It’s torn one by one, there’s mud in the hair, and the face is so dirty that you can’t tell what it looks like.”

It was said in such detail, but not a word was useful.

Jian Qing refused to give up so easily, "How tall are you? Is it this tall?" She gestured to her shoulders, which were about 1.2 meters.

"Absolutely!" Niu Er answered with a little difficulty.

"Is the little beggar a boy or a girl?"

"M-Male, right?" Niu Er scratched his head again, "I can't tell if it's a boy or a girl. I can't even see her face clearly. She's thin and small, how can you tell?"

He Donglai wanted to cry even more. He had no choice but to look at Jian Qing for help, "This little brother, please help me to find out who it is? Just tell me, if anyone dares to come forward, my family will support him." lifetime."

Jian Qingxin said, how about I help you redress your injustice and support me for the rest of your life?But isn't this obvious bribery?Even though she was in such an era, she still didn't want her soul sacrificed to the law to be tainted in any way.

She is not Themis, but she once laid her hand on the Law and made a promise.Even after drinking Meng Po soup, she would not forget the oath she solemnly swore.

Under the wall on the left side of the west side of the city, there are shacks one after another. About a stone's throw away from the city gate, there is a forest. There used to be an earth temple in the forest. Later, it lost its popularity and gradually declined, leaving a few broken walls. The wall, barely able to block the wind, became a gathering place for homeless people or beggars.

Jian Qing passed by here more than once and observed these people. Although she did not know these people very well, she generally knew their situation.

Use sticks to prop up the surrounding area and put pine branches or thatch on top to create a shack.The top is only one meter high. At the entrance of each house, two Y-shaped tree branches are nailed to the ground, one on the left and one on the right. A wooden stick is placed across the door, and a pot or earthen jar is hung in the middle, which is the stove.

Walking along the outside of the west city wall, we saw a man in the first family with three children, the oldest was five years old, and the youngest was still in her mother's belly.The woman got out of the shack, turned her inorganic pupils around, then started to remove the ashes under the "stove", and threw a few firewood from the firewood pile at the door of the shack. There were still some firewood in the ashes. There were scattered sparks, and after a while, the new firewood began to smoke.

There were two children crawling on the haystacks on the ground in the shack. One of them rolled to the ground and started crying. The woman bent down and went in again.

The second family is a single young man. At the door of the shack, a curtain made of a very tough grass is hung, blocking the inquiring eyes from outside.

Going further, there is a mother with a son and a daughter. Her daughter He Hua'er is thirteen or fourteen years old. The burden of the family has already been shouldered by her shoulders. She had been working part-time outside, trying every means to earn a bite to eat. , I haven’t seen my daughter for two days in the past few days. Jian Qing asked her son Xiaodunzi, who was less than five years old, and said that her sister went to work as a servant in a family in the city.

Jian Qing's eyes narrowed when she saw Xiao Dunzi sitting on a wooden horse, eating Wufanglou pastries in his hand.

Next door is a blind grandmother and granddaughter who escaped when the Yellow River flooded.The granddaughter had gone somewhere, and the grandma was sitting alone at the door of the shack, staring blankly ahead.

"Grandma Zheng, Grandma Zheng!" The young man who lived alone ran panting from outside the city gate. When he got closer, he stepped on a pit and threw forward, "Dong'er is gone, the whole city is full of people." Can’t even find it!”

Jian Qing's footsteps paused, and when she saw the blind old lady's tears suddenly streaming down her face, she began to cry, "My poor Dong'er, my Dong'er..."

The young man seemed to have lost all his strength. He just lay on the muddy ground after a light snowfall, facing the direction of the city wall. Jian Qing could not see it, but it was conceivable that there must be tears on his face.

Perhaps at this time, in the young man's heart, the sky has fallen, and there is no light and heat that belongs to him in the world.

Jian Qing couldn't bear it. She suddenly remembered a sentence she had read when she was reading a book, "You may never meet a boy who loves you so much in this life." Perhaps, for young people, girls are unlucky. At least, in this life, he may never meet a girl who can haunt him so much.

Emotions are a very magical thing, a super-scientific existence and a purely natural existence.I don’t know where life starts from, and I don’t know where it ends.

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