Tang Dynasty detective

Chapter 679 The Immortal Dance

"Cutting marks? What does your lord mean?" Wang Bao was stunned for a moment and asked blankly.

"The monks from Chuan Ci'en Temple come to the hall!" Li Canghai did not answer Wang Bao, but said in a deep voice.

Following Li Canghai's words, a young novice came out of the side hall holding a half-broken railing in his hand.

"Young monk has met your lord." The novice recited the Buddha's mantra and bowed to Li Canghai.

Li Canghai nodded: "Thank you, little master."

As he said that, Li Canghai walked over, took the railing in Shami's hand into his own, and said, "Look here, everyone, the cut marks on the broken part of the railing are obviously made with tools like a saw. Just a little Add some strength, and it will break directly."

"What does this mean?" Wang Bao was at a loss, still puzzled.

Li Canghai stared at him and said, "I'm asking you, how did you feel when no horse wool was found on the Wild Goose Pagoda?"

Wang Bao was stunned for a moment, and said, "The grass people are naturally very angry."

"That's right. Then you slapped the railing with your palm. I'm not wrong, right?" Li Canghai asked.

Wang Bao nodded.

"That's the reason. Ma Rong has lived with you for these years, and she knows your temperament very well. She knows that you will be furious if you don't see her, and she will slap towards the railing. The railings that were sawed off couldn’t stand your heavy blows at all, and the tower bricks were covered with thin ice, so they could easily fall down. Don’t tell me you still don’t understand the matter?” Li Canghai said in a deep voice .

Wang Bao opened his mouth, and suddenly understood, a layer of sweat rose on his forehead.

"My lord, the grass people have doubts. This doesn't seem to mean that the murderers are Ma Rong and the other two, right? Although this is a very good way to kill people, if Wang Bao didn't go to beat the railing, wouldn't all this be in vain?" Among the crowd someone asked puzzledly.

Li Canghai nodded and said, "Yes, this is indeed a suspicious point. But what I will say next will make you understand. The reason why Ma Rong and the others did this is that they are not completely sure that they can arrest Wang Bao. But it can make them [-]% sure that Wang Bao will disappear completely. As long as Wang Bao is angry and slaps the railing with his palm, Wang Bao will die. If Wang Bao doesn't slap the railing, it doesn't hinder They, after all, have achieved their goal."

"Their purpose? My lord, what is their purpose?" Someone asked again.

Li Canghai sneered and said, "Isn't that obvious enough? Of course it's for Wang Bao's family property."

"My lord, the grassroots are not convinced! You have wronged the grassroots!" Song Zan yelled, gritted his teeth.

"Oh? Injustice?" Li Canghai sneered, and asked the novice: "Little Master, I ask you, was there anyone trapped on the Wild Goose Pagoda the day before the incident?"

The novice recited the Buddha's name and said: "It is true. Before the temple closed the gate, I met a benefactor who was trapped on the pagoda. It was the monk who took him out of the temple gate."

"Do you remember that person's face?"

"Remember, it's this person." Shami pointed to Song Zan and said.

Song Yan's body trembled suddenly, his face changed slightly, and he said, "My lord, I have only been to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda once. What evidence does your lord have to prove that I broke the railing?"

Li Canghai stared at him, and said indifferently: "You are very smart, and you have done everything without any leaks. There are almost no clues left. I really have no evidence to prove that this matter is what you did."

Hearing this, Song Zan's tense face gradually eased, and even a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, what Li Canghai said next made Song Yan unable to laugh anymore.

"If you think that this official can only find out these things, this official will also pretend to be the minister of Dali Temple! Wang Bao, do you still remember when you and Song Yan met?"

"In the early autumn of Tianbao's fifth year, Ma Rong introduced him to the grassroots." Wang Bao replied.

"Have you ever asked how Ma Rong and Song Yan met?" Li Canghai continued to ask.

"Caomin once asked, and according to her, it was Song Zan who she met in Zhongxia of the same year."

Li Canghai said indifferently: "But according to my investigation, Ma Rong and Song Yan have known each other since three years in Tianbao."

"What?" Wang Bao suddenly exclaimed.

Li Canghai looked at Wang Bao with pity, and said deeply: "According to my investigation, Ma Rong not only met Song Yan when he was living in the brothel, but also fell in love with him. People pretend to be strangers to each other. And when your business is booming, but they are introduced to you, don’t tell me you haven’t seen the essence of this matter clearly yet?”

"Immortal dance...!" Wang Bao's face was very ugly.

He didn't know until now that he had been living in a huge deception.

"It turns out...all of this is a scam. Hehe..." Wang Bao's face was suddenly ashen, and he lost his soul.

Li Canghai sighed, then turned his attention to Song Yan, and said sharply: "You and Ma Rong have known each other long before you met Wang Bao. In the brothel, you spent all your savings for Ma Rong. But at this time, Ma Rong met Wang Bao. And you took a fancy to Wang Bao's family property, so you conspired with Ma Rong and set up this fairy trick for Wang Bao, is this official wrong?"

"Injustice! This is really a great injustice! What evidence does your lord have to prove that the two of us set up a scheme to harm him?" Although Song Yan was terrified in his heart, he still argued vigorously.

"Don't worry, I will convince you. In order to be together, the two of you often look for opportunities for Wang Bao to go out for business. But Wang Bao is also honest. When he goes out, he leaves everything at home to You, Song Zan, managed it. After a long time, you have accumulated a lot of property and opened several shops. In order to facilitate management, Wang Bao asked his sister Wang Ying to help, and handed over the management of the shops to her At this time, you were worried that the shop would eventually fall into the hands of his sister, so you took advantage of Wang Bao's absence and pretended that his father was seriously ill, and coaxed Wang Ying to go back to his hometown to visit his relatives, until he fell off the cliff and died." Li Canghai Cold and authentic.

"This...what does this have to do with us?" Song Yan seemed to have never expected that Li Canghai would be able to find out this, and cold sweat unconsciously flowed from his forehead.

Li Canghai snorted, and said calmly: "But according to my investigation, Wang Ying did not fall off the cliff by mistake, but died of murder."

"What? My sister... died of murder?" Wang Bao froze in place, his mind blank.

When his old mother heard the words, she let out a mournful cry: "My poor daughter! My lord, who killed my daughter, who killed my daughter?"

Li Canghai glanced at Song Yan and Ma Rong, who looked obviously abnormal, and said, "The people who killed your daughter are none other than them!"

"This is really a great injustice! In order to deal with us, my lord even framed the murders of the past three years on Cao Min! No matter how you say, Cao Min was born as a Jinshi. If you can't give Cao Min an explanation, Cao Min will definitely sue the court!" Song Yan's eyeballs rolled a few times, with a serious expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)