Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 49 I am a flower thief

When the county magistrate heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "Oh? Erya, tell me in detail."

Erya glanced at Ye Beixuan, then said bitterly: "It's like this, I was washing dishes at home last night, and my husband went out to visit friends, and I didn't expect..."

At this point, Erya covered her face and cried, "I never thought that this ruthless person would actually..."

"You actually defiled the common people."

Ye Beixuan was stunned. Looking at this dark-skinned woman, his mind was full of questions. I defiled her? What the hell was this?

The other women all cried, "Please, sir, make the decision!"

"We have all been tainted by him."

At this moment, the county magistrate frowned and asked loudly, "You said he defiled you, do you have any evidence?"

The county magistrate's majestic gaze swept over the women.

Erya stopped crying, raised her head, and said through gritted teeth, "Sir, how dare I make a false accusation? The neighbors all saw it was him last night, how could it be false?"

Another woman followed suit and said, "Sir, we women are not the kind of people who would joke about such things."

The other women echoed this, and cries of weeping and shouting for justice suddenly rang out.

Ye Beixuan frowned. "Am I a flower thief?" Why were these people so sure it was him? I didn't have any enemies here!
The county magistrate slammed the gavel and shouted, "Silence!"

Erya wiped her tears and continued, "Sir, everything I said is true, sir."

At this time, another woman said, "Sir, I have torn clothes as evidence. They were left behind during the struggle last night."

The county magistrate stroked his beard, lost in thought, and after a long pause he asked in a deep voice, "Ye Shiluo, do you have anything to say?"

Ye Beixuan glanced at the seven women, so he bowed and said, "Sir, may I ask them a few questions?"

The county magistrate waved his hand and said, "Ask!"

Ye Beixuan turned around and asked, "Excuse me, how long did that flower thief abuse you last night?"

"You thief, you forced yourself on me last night and I was no match for you. You beat me for an entire hour before I was driven away by our neighbor," Erya said angrily, pointing at Ye Beixuan.

An hour? Ye Beixuan frowned slightly, ignoring her. He then turned to ask the other woman, "Excuse me, how long did that flower thief abuse you last night?"

The woman covered her face and sobbed, "Thief, it was clearly you who assaulted me, why don't you admit it? You assaulted me for nearly an hour last night."

Then Ye Beixuan asked several people one by one, and it took a full hour.

After asking the question, Ye Beixuan bowed and said, "Sir, can you find the problem?"

Seeing the county magistrate's thoughtful expression, Ye Beixuan continued, "I believe you've also noticed the problem. The timing is also wrong."

"Based on their descriptions and addresses, even if I hurried as fast as I could, excluding the time they spent resisting, I wouldn't have enough time to rape each woman for an hour."

In fact, with Ye Beixuan's ability, he could have done it by working overtime, but his current identity is a mortal, so the problem is naturally different. It is obviously not something a mortal can do to rush all the way from night to morning and continue committing violence.

"You are talking nonsense. I will still resist you and tear off the corner of your clothes." One of the women shouted angrily.

"Oh?" Ye Beixuan looked at her doubtfully, and said calmly, "Please hold out the corner of your clothes."

The woman immediately reached into her pocket, took out a roll of cloth and opened it, revealing a patch of dark fish scales.

Ye Beixuan's pupils shrank when he saw this, and he immediately understood what was going on. It turned out that this clownfish had transformed into his appearance to do evil and deliberately framed him. This fish was quite slippery.

"This, this, this..." The woman was at a loss, speaking incoherently, "It was clearly a piece of clothing, how did it turn into fish scales? My lord, I clearly put the piece of clothing in there!"

"Sir, this matter is very clear." Ye Beixuan said with a bow. The county magistrate said: "Oh? Tell me about it."

"This must be the work of an evil spirit, otherwise how can we explain the corners of the clothes turning into fish scales?"

"You're talking nonsense"

"Sir, I can prove that he is not a flower thief." A clear and pleasant voice interrupted the trial in court.

A girl with skin as white as snow, twin ponytails and wearing a red tight-fitting outfit walked into the courtroom. It was Qin Ruoxi.

"Oh? What evidence do you have?" the county magistrate asked doubtfully. He knew the girl. Her father had only come here in the last year and opened an inn. The family was quite wealthy.

"Sir, I can prove this because..."

The girl paused here, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on her, making her face flush.

Feeling the burning sensation on her face, Qin Ruoxi bit her lip with her pearly teeth and said with determination, "Because I was with him the entire first half of last night."

"Hiss" everyone took a deep breath. How could such a stunningly beautiful girl fall for a rough bearded man?

Someone in the audience whispered, "If that's the case, then why would this guy want to assault these dark-skinned women?"

"That's not true. Maybe he has some special hobby! Look at his beard."

"Is there any proof that you were with him last night?" the county magistrate asked calmly. In fact, he had already agreed in his heart what Ye Beixuan said, but he was just confused as to why these women were so sure that it was him who did it?
"Last night. Last night, last night I lost a jade hairpin. I think I accidentally left it on his bed." Qin Ruoxi's voice became softer and softer, and her face turned as red as an apple by the end.

"Order someone to go to the scholar's house, break open the door lock and check whether the jade hairpin is left behind." The county magistrate waved his hand and ordered the detectives to check immediately.

"Yes," the constable received the order and immediately left quickly to check.

"Your Excellency, do you have anything else to say?"

Many women were also confused. They had clearly seen him committing violence, so why did he have to prove now that he was not a flower thief?

Ye Beixuan's home was not far away, and the constable who handled the case soon returned to the court. He immediately knelt on one knee and said, "Your Excellency, I have indeed found a jade hairpin in the scholar's home. Please take a look."

The county magistrate took the jade hairpin and fell into deep thought. After a while, he asked, "Do you have any proof that it is yours?"

"Your Excellency, this jade hairpin was bought in town, and I still have the proof at home." Qin Ruoxi said with a bow.

Both sides seemed to have evidence, so what was he supposed to do? The county magistrate's CPU was a bit confused.

"Since you have no physical evidence, you should conduct a thorough investigation again to clear my name and allow me to return to freedom," Ye Beixuan said with a bow.

"Sir, you absolutely cannot do this!" Erya cried, "If we release this thief, he will probably harm other women!"

Snapped!
With a bang of the gavel, the county magistrate straightened his clothes majestically, flicked his sleeves and said, "Since the evidence in the case is insufficient, but Ye Shiluoren is a major suspect, he will be temporarily detained."

"Sir." Ye Beixuan was a little anxious. What was this? I turned into a rapist out of nowhere.

"It's decided." The county magistrate ordered the constable majestically, "Take him into custody and dismiss the court."

Detained? Absolutely not. Otherwise, it would take forever to be released, and it would be normal for him to be framed.

"Just listen to me." Ye Beixuan said with a bow, but the constable walked towards him without hearing him.

There was a snap.

Ye Beixuan had no choice but to take out his storytelling board, which woke everyone up and their eyes immediately focused on him.

(End of this chapter)