Qin Hean led Gu Qingluo to the prison where three prostitutes were held.

When they saw Gu Qingluo coming, they quickly stood up, grabbed the iron cage, knelt down and begged for mercy with a look of pain on their faces: "Your Majesty, the death of the Eighth Prince has nothing to do with us! He died of pleasure on his own, don't blame us!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, please let us go. We are just despised and insulted prostitutes. We don't have the guts to kill the Eighth Prince!"

"Your Majesty, I am wronged!"

The madam's eyes were in a panic, and her face was full of injustice: "Your Majesty, I am already old, and I don't want to mess around with the Eighth Prince, but I am a prostitute, and I get paid if I have customers. As long as the customers ask us to do something, we have to do it even if we don't want to!"

"Your Majesty, I really didn't kill the Eighth Prince. Killing him would not bring me any benefit. Is it just to go to jail?"

Gu Qingluo's eyes flashed with deep meaning. Seeing the three of them crying heart-wrenchingly, it seemed as if they had suffered great injustice.

But don’t judge by appearances, as criminals are often the best at manipulating people’s hearts.

"Let me ask you, is there anything else unusual when the Eighth Prince is with you?"

The madam immediately shook her head: "The Eighth Prince is a frequent visitor to Baihua Tower. He was a frequent visitor before and is still a frequent visitor now. There is nothing unusual about him before and after he enters the tower."

The madam paused, thought for a while, and then her face suddenly flushed. She said with a smile, "If there is really something unusual, he asked me to serve him together. This has never happened before."

"After all, I am already old and ugly, and it was he who was willing to let me serve him, which made me experience the joy of sex again~"

After saying this, she lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Gu Qingluo.

But her face, which was covered with rouge and powder, was completely red.

Three speechless crows flew over Gu Qingluo's head.

As a woman, she also understands that women have more to consider as they get older.

Then, the madam sighed and cried to Gu Qingluo with a helpless look on her face: "At my age, my figure and beauty will decline to a certain extent, but I long for love, and at the same time I am afraid of being despised by men. When there is a man who does not despise you, you will instantly feel happy and valued."

"Your Majesty, I grew up in a brothel. From an unknown courtesan to a respected madam, I have suffered so much that I can't even remember it. At first, I thought about saving enough money to redeem myself and start a new life, but I have no other skills except serving men. What else can I do after leaving the brothel?"

"So, now, I am the feared and respected madam of Baihua Tower. How could I be so stupid as to kill a member of the royal family to destroy myself?"

The madam knelt down and kowtowed to Gu Qingluo: "Your Majesty, please find out the murderer as soon as possible and clear my name and the other two girls' names!"

The two girls immediately knelt down and begged, "Yes, Your Majesty, please quickly find the murderer and clear our name!"

Gu Qingluo's eyes were filled with deep doubt, her lips slightly opened as if she was about to speak, but the words that came to her lips made her unable to utter them.

Could it be that the three of them really weren't the murderers, and she was just being overly suspicious?

However, she always felt that something was wrong, as if she was being taken away by the murderer and trapped in the murderer's mind and couldn't get out.

"Qin Hean, has the coroner come up with the results?" Gu Qingluo glanced at the three women and asked with his hands behind his back.

Qin Hean said: "The Eighth Prince died because he exerted too much force, and his thing also bled and ruptured due to being too exhausted."

"There are no signs of poisoning on his body, and there is only that wound on his body. There are no other wounds."

Gu Qingluo: "Cause of death."

"That thing died from excessive blood loss."

"Are you sure? Can a tiny bit of blood kill someone?"

Gu Qingluo looked at him, frowned, and a look of deep doubt appeared on her face, as if she was doubting the authenticity of the coroner's findings.

"The coroner shouldn't be as incompetent as you, right?" Gu Qingluo asked again.

Qin Hean recalled how he was reprimanded by Gu Qingluo for his improper autopsy, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. He replied, "That coroner has ten years of experience in autopsies, and the cause of death he found out can't be false."

Gu Qingluo looked at the three women with a scrutinizing gaze, suspecting that they were hiding something.

"Did I guess wrong?"

After hearing Gu Qingluo's words, a woman who was kneeling had a pair of eyes flashing with anxiety, her hands were clenched, and cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

Facing Gu Qingluo's gaze, she pursed her lips and a trace of nervousness flashed across her face.

All these little expressions of hers were caught by the sharp-eyed Gu Qingluo.

If a person does something wrong, the expression on the face of an experienced person will immediately betray them.

Simply put, this person is too cowardly and can't hide his true feelings on his face.

Gu Qingluo pointed at the woman hiding behind the madam and said, "Interrogate her alone."

Qin Hean's face flashed with suspicion, as if he was trying to guess Gu Qingluo's true intentions and asked, "Your Majesty, why?"

Gu Qingluo looked at him with obvious disdain: "She is the murderer, so she should be tried."

"Yes!" Qin Hean took the task without knowing why.

At this time, the madam suddenly raised her head and looked at the woman and said, "Qinchun, what are you doing... When the jailer took Qinchun away, she kept her head down and said nothing.

He didn't know how the emperor knew that the woman was the murderer. Seeing her crying so pitifully, he believed that she was not the murderer.

Gu Qingluo glanced at him, eyes full of disdain.

[Fool, you can't read facial expressions. Whoever looks nervous and guilty is the murderer.]

[The innocent person will sob softly after calming down, feeling sad about what will happen to him next, while the murderer will roll his eyes hundreds of times while pretending to be innocent, looking like he has done something wrong.]

[When a person is lying, her body language becomes more obvious. She will cover her mouth with her hands or lower her head, as if to stop herself from telling the truth. Her eyes will wander around, not daring to look the other person in the face, because she is afraid of being seen through. The woman's actions are very obvious, and Qin Hean, the idiot, just stands there and watches them cry.]

[Let's find a trumped-up charge and fire him. He's so stupid.]

"Master Qin, even pigs are not as stupid as you."

"I hope I can be reborn as a pig in my next life. At least I can be smarter. I will be so sorry to my parents."

Qin Hean: “…”

It’s over…you’re losing your job.

At the beginning, he did not believe Ji Yanchen's lies. When he became the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he said that it was just a title and he did not need to investigate cases. He just had to eat, drink, have fun and collect salary in Dali Temple.

Now, he was despised again and again by the little emperor who he thought was inferior to him, and was scolded by her as a fool and a idiot again and again. This time, she even told him to be reincarnated as a pig.

Is it easy for him to be the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, where the salary is low but the work is troublesome?

Now, he seriously suspected that Ji Yanchen was trying to trick him!

His life was born to be tortured by Ji Yanchen.

What else could he do? He had to admit his mistake in time and keep his official position.

So, he put on a self-blaming expression, frowned, and quietly admitted his mistake: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."

Gu Qingluo snorted coldly: "You know you are wrong, why don't you interrogate him quickly?"

"Why, you want me to do something so simple? Then you can quit your job as the Junior Official of the Dali Temple. I will find someone else to take the position."

Qin Hean: ...

In the end, Qin Hean stood there obediently and was scolded by Gu Qingluo. Then, exhausted both physically and mentally, he went to interrogate the woman.

It looks like a flower bud that has been destroyed by someone, pitiful and ridiculous.

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