Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 468: Prison Bird
Pei Ye turned around and saw the black cat squatting beside the lamp at the door, still holding a jade-white round pill in its paws and gnawing on it.

These days, it is almost always eating, grabbing a piece of anything it sees to eat. Last time, I couldn't help but frown and ask it, and it only replied calmly, "Pei Ye, I'm still growing."

When it went to Xu Chuo, it came back with a small brocade bag with black silk and red thread hanging around its neck. Pei Ye opened it and found a jade box inside, which contained five five-colored pills. It said it asked Xu Chuo for it when they first met.

Pei Ye's eyes widened at that time, because it was he who ate the thing, but he would have to pay it back himself.

It’s not like he can’t afford to keep a cat, but why does it have to eat so well?

It was not until he thought that Xu Chuo would not take back this valuable-looking jade box that he felt a little relieved.

At this moment, he looked at it coldly: "The master insults the minister and the minister dies, you traitor."

The black cat lowered its head and ate the pill.

On this side, even if the young man turned around casually, Lu Dingwu did not dare to move at all.

The room was filled with beautiful red jade flowers. He had just experienced one of them, and his arm was burning with pain. It had been many years since he had experienced such a strong confrontation. His eyes trembled slightly, and his throat seemed to be choked.

As an old captain of police who has served in Jingzhao Prefecture for more than ten years, he has connections in all walks of life and knows more about the world than these high-ranking officials.

Captain Lu often told the officers on duty that constables are responsible for catching thieves, but some thieves are good when caught, some are not, some have to be caught half and released, and some cannot be caught even if they are needed, and have to come back to receive their punishment - even though the punishment is received on the body, the benefits are felt in the mind of the constable.

Every time he drank upstairs and looked at the prosperous night scene of the capital, Lu Dingwu felt that he had contributed a lot.

Business must be allowed to continue, the government must look good, and most importantly, there must be no chaos, and everyone at all levels must be in their place. This is a good situation.

A stubborn and hard-nosed constable harms both himself and others, and disrupts "order" even more than a gang of thieves.

So Lu Dingwu never liked that young constable.

He is sharp, determined, and careful. Once he has determined what he wants, he will not let go. However, he is not afraid of death. He hates evil to the point of being extreme, and he is almost a thorn in his eye.

But he would not come up with any ideas to harm anyone, that was not his reason. He could only smile and perfunctorily deal with it, trying to soften the situation and think of ways to get rid of this hot potato someday.

Now that he knew that the three officials were coming, he still stood firmly on the side of the order he had built. Lu Zhaoyin personally gave him a message, and he agreed readily. Being soft-hearted was what he was best at.

It was not until this unbearable sword light was placed on his neck that he realized that he had not really drawn his sword for a long time.

I've become accustomed to closing a case with a few words and a few glasses of wine, but now it's like a cold and unfamiliar world suddenly crashes into my eyes. The young man's sharp sword and eyes make my body shudder involuntarily - this is not the usual posturing and showing off, this is the most bloody world, and this Goose sign is right in front of me.

——If it was the Immortal Terrace that took him away, would Zhao Yin really be willing and able to get him out?

".Your Majesty, I am not investigating this case." He pursed his lips and said with a dry throat.

"We didn't know about this case."

"You can see that the capital is so big, but the thief-catching department is so small. Moreover, this case happened outside the city, and the thief-catching department didn't get any information at all."

"Until that heavy rain a month ago."

"The water from the Dachi leaked, and the accumulated silt in the northeastern Guifang Back Channel was washed into the Longshou Channel. There was a body that had just been thrown into the water and washed into the weeds on the shore. One of our detectives spotted it."

"She reported the case to the government that day, but to be honest, sir, I didn't want to get involved after hearing it."

"Our Zhao Yin is the eldest son of the Lu family. It is common for corpses to appear in the East Eighth Ward. Who can control the Tang law within the nine-foot wall? This time, many corpses were rushed out, but the old ones sank to the bottom and no one saw them."

"But she said she recognized the body and it was definitely not someone's slave. She was murdered. She was so excited that she even ran to Zhao Yin's case. We opened a case."

"It was later discovered that the deceased was named Zhang Mingqin. The family was originally staying in Beijing and left on September 18th to return home. Our detectives followed the traces and found the place where the robbery and murder took place, and then gradually identified the four murderers."

Pei Ye then asked, "There are four people, why are there only two people in prison according to the case file?"

".Our detectives killed two during the arrest and only brought back two."

Pei Ye frowned even more - a living person is always important in an unsolved case: "Since the suspects have been identified, how come the thief-catching department can't catch four alive?"

Lu Dingwu paused and whispered, "The thief-catching department was not available for a few days, so this detective arrested the criminal alone. I heard that the criminals had heard about it first, and the four of them fled separately."

Pei Ye looked at him quietly.

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"Did you leak this news?"

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"I don't want to ask a second time."

"These guys usually make a living under the Taiping Cao Gang." Lu Dingwu immediately lowered his head and said, "I don't know what they do. I met them at the banquet with the second master of their gang those few days, so I told them to keep their heads and tails in check."

Pei Ye nodded: "And then."

".Then these two were arrested and pointed out the place where Zhang Mengyuan and his wife dumped the bodies, and we closed the case."

Pei Ye couldn't help but laugh: "Can this also close the case?"

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Pei Ye now knew where the conflicting feeling this case file brought to him came from. It was the result of Jingzhao Prefecture's cover-up and whitewashing of a Cao Gang case.

Kidnapping parents and selling their daughter to the powerful. Isn't this a replica of what happened to "Cheng Xiaozhu"?

What kind of process or route is this, who will control it, who will cover it, and where will it end up? Now they can no longer investigate such cases, and the Cao Gang will do their best to hide their tracks and be alert to all the movements of the three of them.

But before everything started, there was already someone who was investigating this matter alone.

Any information that person can provide will now be their most valuable clues.

"Where's that detective?" Pei Ye immediately pursed his lips and asked, "I want to see him."

".After the case was closed, she was still imprisoned for lynching the criminals. Then on October 4, she sneaked into Xunfang Garden and hid under the carriage of a nobleman. She was caught and thrown into the Nan Ya prison for assassination." Lu Dingwu hesitated, "I don't know whether I am alive or dead now."

Pei Ye's heart tightened and he frowned: "What's the name of this constable?"

"It's a girl. Her name is Xie Chuantang."

Pei Ye sheathed his sword, picked up Lü Dingwu's own scabbard as a bar, and tied his arms behind his back.

"You come and record everything that happened just now." Pei Ye pointed to the constable next to him, "You, go to the archives room and call Lord Li Zhao over."

Pei Ye walked out of the yard with a sword in hand. It was late at night, but he did not seem to want to rest. The black cat beside him had disappeared at some point. After chatting with Di Jiu, he went out, walking alone on the street with flickering lights, heading in a familiar direction.

Pei Ye still remembered that day after the beheading of the barbarian in prison, the three inmates who escaped from the prison were placed in the vacant cell next to him, and Pei Ye was the one with the least injuries. "Look at the large blisters you burned for me." Bian Chongfeng lifted his sleeves and looked at him with blood on the corner of his mouth.

".sorry."

"I'm sorry, it's useless. This thing will leave scars." The man said seriously, "When your backer comes later, can you take me out with you?"

Xie Chuantang had been leaning quietly against the wall. The bleeding from the wound on his abdomen had just stopped, and his face looked even paler.

"Are you okay?" Pei Ye asked worriedly.

Xie Chuantang leaned his head against the wall and looked at him, his dirty long hair surrounding his tired face.

"I wish I were as strong as you." She said in a hoarse voice without any expression. The silence on her face was completely inconsistent with the will to survive that had just erupted.

"If someone uses this method to kill you, remember to be careful when you get out." She whispered.

“I didn’t even know I was going out.”

"It looks like he really did something big." Bian Zhongfeng looked at him and smiled, then suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Tell me the truth! What did you do outside? Let's have a drink together later!"

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment: "Let's go to school."

".What a fucking loser!" Bian Chongfeng coughed twice.

"Then what are you doing?" Pei Ye was dissatisfied.

"I have one life and one death. What's there to say?" Bian Chongfeng held the chain with both hands.

Pei Ye was silent for a moment, and suddenly couldn't help looking at the woman leaning against the wall: "Miss Xie, what about you?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Chuantang opened his eyes and stared fixedly into the empty space, as if he had really arrived at that vague future.

After a long while, she said expressionlessly, "I'll get to the bottom of it."

Pei Ye's thoughts came back from his memories, and a peaceful voice came from his heart.

"Xie Chuantang, the quick hands of the Jingzhao Prefecture's thief-catching department, are you now in the Fifth Ward of the Nan Ya Prison?" Xu Chuo asked.

"Yes, I want this person to come out." Pei Ye said.

There was a moment of silence over there, as if he was thinking or considering.

"I know Nan Ya is not our place," Pei Ye recalled how much trouble it took to rescue him, "but this person is very important. If it's difficult to operate, I can try to sneak in."

"One night is okay?"

"what?"

"I will get this person out before daybreak."

Ministry of Punishment.

There has been a sense of impending storm in the yamen these past two days, not only because of the current case that is in the spotlight, but also because of the certain determination and trend behind it. As the yamen that bears the most pressure coming from this case, officials in different positions are all thinking about different things.

Everyone smells something. Although some turbulence is not yet visible, it is probably not too far away.

It was very late at night, and Minister Zheng Yufeng was still leaning on a chair in his office, reading documents by candlelight.

Lin Daqin returned home ill, and some official duties immediately fell on him. Moreover, he also had to keep an eye on Jingzhao Prefecture, and when the Ministry of Justice took action, official documents had to be issued immediately.

But in fact, they hadn't even found any flaws in Taiping Cao, so it was not yet the turn of the Ministry of Justice to intervene.

Zheng Yufeng took a sip of the finely ground incense and took a deep breath. The night was very quiet and the autumn insects had stopped making any sounds. After about two more hours, the sky would be dim and he would take off his clothes and go home.

Just then, urgent footsteps were heard outside the door.

Zheng Yufeng frowned and sat up straight. The door was pushed open. Doctor An Xiaorang said anxiously, "Sir, there was a report from the heavy prison just now. Xie Chuantang from the fifth cell of the second cell was transferred out half a quarter of an hour ago."

Zheng Yufeng pushed his chair and stood up, frowning and asking, "What's going on?"

"I don't know. I saw Xu Ying writing a case document. I remembered you had told me to do so, so I hurried over to inform him. Who is this Xie Chuantang? Is he important?"

Zheng Yufeng quickly put on his coat, and seemed to be searching for something related to this name in his mind. His expression quickly turned cold: "It wasn't important before, but it's a little important now."

He pushed the door open and walked out, lowering his eyes and saying, "Linghu."

An Xiaorang was stunned for a moment, not knowing who he was calling, but the next moment a figure suddenly appeared behind Lord Zheng, with a silent face and an unsheathed sword hanging at his waist.

An Xiaoran's whole body and mind couldn't help but feel cold - it was obvious that Shen Jing was suppressing his profound energy, and that kind of high-level awe and coldness was still difficult to conceal.

Zheng Yufeng strode out of the public housing, crossed the yard and came to the front of the hall. He saw the woman in the yard with messy hair and a pair of bright eyes under her disheveled hair.

The clerks in the hall were signing official documents and had no time to release them.

"Who released the serious criminal privately?!" Zheng Yufeng knocked the table with a wooden stick and said in a cold voice.

The movement in the hall suddenly stopped.

He was here late at night to guard against such small actions. He didn't need to think too much, it must be some official who was playing some exquisite and disgusting tricks, and he would not let it go this time.

However, the hall was quiet for a moment, and then a few light coughs were heard from the back of the hall. In Zheng Yufeng's shrunken pupils, a clean man with a weak face drove out in a wheelchair.

"I didn't know Minister Zheng had come so suddenly. I'm sorry for not greeting you." He said with a smile.

".Guan Zhiyi." Zheng Yufeng pursed his lips, "We were both ministers for two years, but I don't know which side you voted for."

"Minister Zheng keeps talking nonsense." Guan Zhiyi still smiled and raised his hand to signal, "This case has been overturned. Let's just handle it now so that we don't have to wait until tomorrow."

"Xie Chuantang secretly hid in the carriage and intended to assassinate him, but he was caught on the spot! But I don't know where he turned?"

Guan Zhiyi pointed to the case file with a smile: "The criminal was originally a constable in Jingzhao Prefecture. After being arrested, she defended herself by saying that she was investigating the case behind Zhang Mingqin. At that time, the Ministry sentenced her to death for making false accusations. But isn't it different now?"

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"Minister Zheng, look, a constable from Chang'an County has already submitted a complaint to the Ministry. The logic is very clear, saying, 'If the Taiping Cao Gang is indeed involved in human trafficking, then Xie Chuantang was investigating the case that day and it was definitely not an assassination. Even if he offended you, he should not be sentenced to death.'" Guan Zhiyi said seriously, "It's a pity that Minister Zheng was too busy and missed it."

Zheng Yufeng pursed his lips coldly.

"The facts are clear now. We just wrote the case file about the traffickers in Liguan two days ago. Tonight I suddenly remembered this little tail, so I released him back to Jingzhao Prefecture." Guan Zhiyi smiled, "Does Minister Zheng have any doubts?"

(End of this chapter)