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Lord Peng thought to himself that since traditional methods seemed so powerless in this case, why not try to use the mysterious and ancient power of metaphysics, perhaps he could open a window of hope in this dead silence.

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a bolt from the blue, leaving the Grand Justice and another Junior Justice dumbfounded. For a moment, the hall fell into dead silence.

Before the Supreme Court Justice Song could speak, the impatient Lord Sun was already displeased and accused in a high-pitched voice: "Isn't this a joke? How can you rely on vague metaphysics to solve the case?"

Lord Peng frowned, his eyes firm, and responded slowly: "You all witnessed Doctor Sheng's wisdom and ability at the palace banquet. How can this be a joke?"

Lord Sun was not willing to be outdone and refuted sharply: "The incident at the palace banquet has not been verified yet. Besides, Lord Peng, have you forgotten that Doctor Sheng is the daughter-in-law of Prime Minister Pei, and the rift between him and Madam Zheng Sanshao is well known to the world. Her participation in the investigation of the Duke's Mansion already has a connection. Besides, this case of Old Man Fang is a major case that concerns the people's livelihood. At this moment, we should go all out to find solid evidence instead of pinning our hopes on a seemingly unrealistic woman."

Lord Peng shook his head slightly, his tone firm: "I have confidence in Doctor Sheng's ability. Her talent is not groundless."

He changed the subject and said earnestly to the Dali Temple Minister: "Sir, in my opinion, at this critical moment, we should try everything possible. Asking Doctor Sheng to assist does not mean giving up our regular investigation, but advancing on two fronts and striving for a breakthrough. We only need to send a few capable assistants to assist Doctor Sheng in visiting the scene, searching for witnesses and reviewing confessions, while the rest of the staff continue to conduct in-depth investigations. By taking both into account, we may be able to find a way out of this dead end."

Lord Sun wanted to argue, but the Dali Temple Minister raised his hand to stop him, saying in a deep voice: "Let's follow Peng Shaoqing's suggestion and invite Doctor Sheng to come. We can do this without delay."

Although he was reluctant, Lord Sun had to suppress his dissatisfaction and reluctantly agreed before the decision of the Dali Temple Minister.

In this way, Sheng Junwei met the fat man with a sweet smile and a plump figure - Peng Shaoqing.

She treated him politely, and Peng Shaoqing responded with a warm smile and stated his purpose frankly.

Sheng Junwei was calm inside, because she had already foreseen from the divination she had read in the morning that she would go to the Dali Temple today and use her wisdom and abilities to help people in times of crisis. The auspicious omen in the divination was like warm sunshine, illuminating the way forward.

Peng Shaoqing led Sheng Junwei towards the Dali Temple. Unexpectedly, on the way, a tall and arrogant official walked out of the side room. When his eyes met Sheng Junwei's, he raised his nose slightly and snorted with disdain, almost ignoring her existence.

Peng Shaoqing's heart moved. He originally thought that the other party's rudeness would become an opportunity for Sheng Junwei to complain to the Dali Temple, thus achieving the purpose of persuading him to withdraw.

However, to his surprise, Sheng Junwei seemed completely unaffected, and her gaze passed over the man as if it was just an insignificant breeze.

Lord Sun, who was standing aside, felt a turmoil in his heart, with complex emotions intertwined. He was surprised at Sheng Junwei's indifference, and also felt indignant at being ignored as a senior official.

Just as Lord Peng was thinking about how to ease the abrupt atmosphere, Sheng Junwei had already walked around Lord Sun like a breeze and continued her steps, as if the latter was really just a wisp of air.

This extraordinary indifference is more touching than any direct challenge.

Lord Sun looked at Sheng Junwei's figure getting farther and farther away with a frown on his face. He finally decided to follow her quietly to find out the truth of her so-called metaphysical case-solving skills.

In his opinion, those who believe will always believe, but he will not blindly follow others.

After carefully reading the case files, Sheng Junwei specifically asked for the birth date and horoscope of the victim, Old Man Fang.

After some complicated calculations, her expression became more and more serious, with a heavy and complex thought condensed between her brows.

Doctor Sheng's expression remained unchanged in the face of Lord Sun's sarcasm, but a hint of imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes, like a dead leaf about to wither in the autumn wind, quietly enduring the chill but refusing to succumb.

He slowly turned around and spoke to Lord Peng beside him in a low and firm voice, as if every word carried a heavy weight: "The identity of the murderer has long been as clear as a mirror in my mind, and the evidence of his crime is as tight as an iron chain, which is difficult to break free of."

At this time, the scene changed to the wilderness outside Old Man Fang's residence. A haggard young man stood among the dead branches and leaves, tightly clutching a handkerchief with frayed edges and traces of time. The stains on it seemed to record a past that was too painful to recall.

His face appeared unusually distorted in the dim sunlight, with a weird yet complacent smile on the corner of his mouth. His eyes revealed not only twisted pleasure, but also deep despair and desire.

"Chunhua, that annoying old man is no longer an obstacle to us."

He whispered, his voice like the cold wind blowing through dead branches in the wilderness in the middle of the night, with a hint of ominousness.

"You will return to my arms eventually, right?"

There was unquestionable certainty in his tone, as if everything was under his control.

"Be patient. I will break through all the obstacles and come just for you."

On the other side of the capital, Fang Chunhua, the youngest daughter of old man Fang, is enjoying a peaceful life which is completely different from the past.

Although the courtyard where she lived was not as magnificent as the noble mansion, it was also warm in its own way.

In spring, the fragrance of flowers mixed with the scent of baby's milk permeates the air, adding a bit of sweetness to this small world.

The two children's laughter was as sweet as bells, innocent and pure. Chunhua looked at them with eyes full of love, but her heart was filled with unknown complex emotions.

The shadows of the past would occasionally creep into her soul like the night.

In my memory, my father's idleness, the family's financial difficulties, and the terrifying beatings every night are like a nightmare that lingers for a long time.

And every time night falls, the fear follows her like a shadow, reminding her of her unbearable past.

Even so, she still forced herself to smile and supported the family with her thin shoulders, until that day when all the suffering finally ended with the passing of her father.

However, that day, a strange voice penetrated the silence and broke the hard-earned peace, and Fang Chunhua had an ominous premonition in her heart.

The sound was like dead branches being torn by the wind in the forest. It was neither a harmonious melody in nature, but was mixed with an indescribable gloom and urgency.

Chunhua's heart tightened and she quickly glanced around. After making sure the children were safe, she cautiously walked towards the gate, feeling both curious and worried.

When she reached the door, a familiar figure suddenly jumped out, wrapped around her like a ghost, and hugged her tightly. It was Hu Guangfeng, a man who had had a relationship with her some time ago.