The wife of the power minister's family

Having been interrogated to this extent, Yu Yang was also a little disappointed.

Moreover, he is not afraid to tell the story. Anyway, no one in this world can catch the real murderer! Absolutely not!
He twitched the corner of his mouth and said feebly: "After Dr. Cao passed away, many students he taught went to his funeral, including me.

Because of the guilt in my heart, after everyone left, I returned to his grave again, where I told all the truth. Although I knew that Dr. Cao and his family were dead, I now say There is no point in telling the truth.

Just when I finished saying everything and was about to leave, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind me, saying - I see, that's it...

That voice, I can’t mistake it, is Dr. Cao’s voice! "

Zhao Jingan looked shocked, "How is that possible! Dr. Cao... Dr. Cao is dead!"

"Yes, I know!"

Yu Yang quirked his lips in a strange way and said: "So I say, those four scumbags were killed by ghosts. How could Dr. Cao leave with peace of mind after what happened? Those four people must have been killed by a man who never died in peace. dead!"

Xu Jing looked at him and said coldly: "How do you know that the murderer must be Dr. Cao's ghost? Maybe it was done by other people who hate those four people?"

"It can't be wrong, those things must have been done by Dr. Cao!"

Yu Yang said excitedly: "Every time someone dies, a handful of hair will appear in my room. Those hairs belong to those four scumbags. I know it! Dr. Cao must be grateful that I told him the truth, so he came here specifically to tell him." I, he killed all those scum, that must be the case!"

hair? !
Xu Jing was startled.

There was no mention of this on the corpses of the three deceased people. Maybe it was because a small amount of hair was missing and it was not very conspicuous, so the author missed it.

But if you look carefully, you can't see that a person has lost a small amount of hair for no reason!

This fool!
Xu Jing is a staunch materialist, but due to the limitations of the times, Zhao Shaohua and Zhao Jingan still believe in the fact that there are ghosts in the world. Zhao Shaohua couldn't help but take a breath and said: "It's not really ghosts that kill people, right? ? As I continue to investigate this case, why is it getting more and more weird? "

Xu Jing said coldly: "Since you think the crime was committed by a ghost, why did you come out today?"

She originally thought that Yu Yang secretly attacked the investigators because he was afraid that the murderer would be caught.

But now it seems that is obviously not the case.

Yu Yang coldly let out a "ha" and said: "I just can't bear to see you being so arrogant! You also said that the Holy One valued you and asked you to investigate this case. Dr. Cao was not wrong at all in killing those four scumbags! With that! How can you say that he has made such a heinous mistake that even the Holy One is paying close attention to this case! Why didn’t the Holy One pay personal attention to Madam Cao’s previous case?!"

It turned out to be like this, but it was an accident.

But sometimes, luck is also a key factor in whether the investigation goes smoothly.

Xu Jing suddenly looked at the guard on the side and said, "Okay, let him go."

Everyone looked stunned.

Xu Jing said: "I've almost finished what I want to ask. Return the slingshot to him and let him go."

Even Yu Yang was a little unable to react. Seeing that the person holding him really let go of him, he was convinced that Xu Jing was going to let him go. He gave Xu Jing a wary look and ran away in a hurry.

After he left, Xu Jing looked at Zhao Jing'an and said, "I have something to trouble Zhao Jiulang. My people and I can't stay in the Imperial College all the time. Can you help me keep an eye on Yu Yang? Since the murderer has something to do with him, Those who come into contact are likely to appear next to him again.”

Zhao Jingan was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Mrs. Xu wants to use Yu Yang to fish out the murderer?"

Xu Jing shook her head, "In fact, before Jiang Zhengdao died, the chance that the murderer would appear next to Yu Yang again was very slim. I asked you to keep an eye on him, just in case."

"But..." Zhao Shaohua frowned and said, "If the murderer is really a ghost..." "It can't be a ghost, have you forgotten? The scroll in Dali Temple says that after the murderer killed He Anming in Guixiang Yuan, He escaped through a rope, and the rope was tied to the beam of the room where He Anming died. The evidence is still in Dali Temple. How could a half-hearted ghost need a rope to escape?"

Xu Jing said categorically: "Besides, it can be seen from many details of the case that the murderer is a real person. It is possible that the murderer overheard what Yu Yang said in front of Dr. Cao's grave that day, which led to Yu Yang's death. Such a misunderstanding.”

"But," Zhao Jing'an hesitated, "Didn't Yu Yang say that the voice was Dr. Cao's? Yu Yang is Dr. Cao's student. He listens to Dr. Cao's lectures every day, so he can't possibly mistake his teacher's voice, right?"

Xu Jing lowered her eyes slightly and said, "I have an idea about this. Zhao Jiulang, could you please help me check one more thing."

Because it was getting late, Xu Jing and Zhao Shaohua were ready to leave after talking about the matter, but they didn't expect that after taking a few steps, they met a familiar person - Song Erniang and Song Qingyun.

After Xu Jing's identity was exposed, it was the first time she faced Song Qingyun face to face.

Thinking of what she overheard at Zhao's house that day, Xu Jing felt a little uncomfortable.

That's when she realized that Song Erniang had always liked Xiao Yi.

Song Qingyun didn't seem to expect to meet Xu Jing. She paused slightly, called Zhao Shaohua "sister-in-law", looked at Xu Jing, and said with a slight smile, "Ms. Xu is here to investigate the case?"

Xu Jing nodded, looked at the lunch box carried by the maid next to Song Qingyun, and said, "Song Erniang is this?"

"Because of the murders during this period, my father was very worried. He stayed in the Imperial College during this period and came home very late."

Song Qingyun said: "My mother was very worried and scolded me for sending some food to my father."

Xu Jing smiled lightly and said: "So that's it, I won't disturb Song Erniang anymore."

After Zhao Shaohua said a few more words to Song Qingyun, the two of them continued to walk towards the gate.

However, Song Qingyun couldn't help but stand there, turning her head to look at Xu Jing's slowly retreating figure, her hand holding the handkerchief tightened unconsciously.

Sure enough, as her mother said, she is very beautiful.

Not only is she beautiful, but she also has superb medical skills. She is also a goddess detective recognized by the Holy One. She is completely different from the previous rumors.

When Mrs. Xu’s identity was revealed at Mrs. Ronghua’s banquet, she was not present, so she did not see Mrs. Xu’s true appearance.

Later, when she heard that Xiao Qilang and Madam Xu were about to remarry, she was greatly shocked. She had been hiding at home, not daring to come out or hear any news about the matter.

She actually knew that Xiao Qilang's eyes had never been on her, but she originally thought that his eyes would not stop for any woman.

After hearing that he had abandoned Xu Siniang, she secretly rejoiced for a long time, thinking that this time, she finally had a chance.

Even if Xiao Qilang has no intention of her, she is not afraid. She has liked him for so many years. After her first glance at him when she was a child, his figure has been imprinted in her heart. Since then, she has been paying attention to him secretly, whenever she is around her When people praised him, she was so happy as if it was herself who was being praised.

How could she let go of her relationship for so many years so easily? How could she... be willing?
However, facing such a woman who was inferior to her in every aspect, she felt only deep powerlessness and despair in her heart.

The maid next to her knew what her wife was thinking, and when she saw her increasingly pale face, they didn't dare to speak.

At this moment, a man suddenly ran over and said with a calm face: "Madam, I am from Dali Temple. Just now you can see a woman wearing a Hunan-colored skirt. Except for the few who are following her, Personally, has she spoken to anyone else?”

Happy December!