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"Do you want to die? I have plenty of ways to kill you!"

"Do you want to die? I have plenty of ways to kill you!"

"Do you want to die? I have plenty of ways to kill you!"

Wang Daozhi had already remembered that this was what he said in the inn last night, but how could it be transmitted through the thing in her hand? He shouted in fear: "Monster! It's a monster! Sir, this thing is a monster!"

Jiusu raised his voice: "It is a divine object, it is obviously a divine object!"

However, curiosity about new things has overwhelmed Wang Daozhi's slander.

Yang Xu asked: "Miss Jiu, what is this? Why is there Lord Wang's voice?"

"This is called the Divine Voice Pen, a gift from God. If someone wants to harm me, I will record his words. If Lord Yang doesn't believe it, you can try it." Jiusu pressed the switch.

Ding!

Yang Xu was stunned for a few seconds and asked, "How do I try this?"

Afterwards, Jiusu played the recorded words twice, "How do I try this?" "How do I try this?"

"My Lord, that's how it's used."

"I see." Yang Xu suddenly realized. He suppressed his curiosity and looked at Wang Daozhi again. His face immediately sank. "Wang Daozhi, you dare to kill someone? Why didn't I burn you to death yesterday?"

Wang Daozhi kept kowtowing and said, "Sir, I am innocent. This woman did it on purpose..."

Yang Xu stood up, looked down at him, and glanced at him.

"If you don't want to tell the truth, I have plenty of ways to make you speak."

Seeing that Wang Daozhi was still stubborn, he did not give him any more chances. He waved his hand and the people around him dragged him away. Screams were heard outside. Yang Xu glanced at the people present one by one, and a smile appeared on his face: "My Lords, you don't think I am too cruel, do you?"

Everyone understood that this was a warning to others.

The prefect's forehead was covered with sweat. He forced a smile and flattered, "Your Excellency is mighty and strict, how can you be cruel? This is all Wang Daozhi's own fault!"

It only takes a cup of tea.

Wang Daozhi was dragged up with wounds all over his body.

The attendant said, "Sir, he confessed. It was indeed him who hired someone to kill someone."

Wang Daozhi was beaten black and blue. He lay on the ground, spitting out blood. He cried and begged for mercy, "Sir, I was wrong. Please forgive me."

Yang Xu said calmly.

"Drag him away, strip him of his official position, and confiscate his property!"

Wang Daozhi's eyes revealed hatred. He had never expected that this would be the result. He struggled to get up, but saw the prefect standing in front of him, "Sir..."

"Wang Daozhi, don't do anything wrong again in the future." The prefect patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Outside the door, Jia Chun finally watched the show. No wonder his wife didn't want him to be an official many years ago. Being an official was not good at all and he would get beaten. He saw Jiang Jing waving at him and dodged Wang Daozhi sideways.

Oh my, that’s so miserable.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"I greet you, sir. Someone wanted to kill me last night, but luckily they saved me."

Yang Xu's eyes fell on his bandaged head and asked anxiously: "Did you see who wanted to harm you? Or, do you recognize the murderer?"

Jia Chun had already recalled this, and he shook his head in embarrassment.

"The killer knocked me unconscious from behind, but the force was so painful that the doctor said if he had hit me harder, I would have died."

"Jiang Jing, Jiusu, did you two see it?" Yang Xu looked at them and asked.

The two shook their heads.

Jiang Jing added: "But he is short, shorter than the prefect."

The prefect: “?”

"Could it be a woman?" Yang Xu was confused. As a detective, he was at a loss as to what to do in this case. The suspects all had alibis, and since Jia Chun was injured, it was certain that the murderer was not afraid at all.

In other words, he couldn't find any trace of the murderer.

This feeling of failure made him feel very uncomfortable.

Jiusu agrees with this view.

"Almost all the victims were men, and their common characteristics were that they were philandering and scumbags. The murderer was most likely a woman who had been hurt by love.

At first, she killed the man who hurt her and got pleasure from it, so she targeted the man she hated and started the second, the third..."

The prefect disagreed. He asked, "Miss Jiu's idea is good, but how can a woman kill different men every time and never be exposed? What's more, the last man who died was very good to his wife and children. He was not a philandering man."

Jiusu gave an example: "Mr. Jia is not a scumbag, he just drinks and comes home late, but the murderer may think that he doesn't care about his family and spends his time drinking and partying outside."

"What about the last man who died?" The prefect sneered, "From what we know, he was a very good man."

Jiusu asked back: "Before the murderer kills someone, will he investigate whether he is a good man?"

The answer is definitely no.

This question helped everyone escape from the vicious circle that night. Why did they have to worry about whether the person they killed was a good man or a bad man? As long as the murderer identified him, he would kill him. The murderer was already skilled in killing, and if he was not caught quickly, he would probably kill indiscriminately.

After a long while, Yang Xu asked, "Miss Jiu, do you have any good ideas?"

"In fact, besides the murderer's rage, there is another thing that is the catalyst for the murder." Jiusu slowly uttered two words, "the sound of calling."

Jiang Jing looked at the shining person, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

She was different from other women. She was like a soaring eagle, beautiful, generous and strong. He liked to see her shining. "A Su, you mean that everyone wants the scumbag to die, and the murderer thinks of himself as a hero."

Jiusu nodded, and things before his eyes seemed to become clearer and clearer.

"Yes! That's why she's killing more and more frequently!"

Yang Xu's chest rose and fell. He shook his head and sighed, "So that's how it is. I've never thought of this before. I'm so ashamed. Since the louder the calls, the happier the murderer is, can't we use our own tricks to lure the snake out of its hole?"

As expected of a detective, he immediately thought of a solution.

Jiusu thought in his heart.

The county magistrate whispered, "I wonder, sir, what is the solution?"

It would be great if there was a solution. So many people have died in Yinyang County. It would be better if the truth could be found out as soon as possible so that everyone can rest assured. If a few more people die, not only will my official hat be in danger, but I will also not be able to atone for my crime even if I lose my life.

Yang Xu hasn't figured it out yet.

He asked politely, "I wonder if Miss Jiu has any solution?"

"I do have a plan, but it's very risky." Jiusu took a sip of tea and looked at the information of all the dead. "If a man who is extremely evil and hurts the feelings of many women appears, and the people hate him to the core and hope that he dies, will the murderer appear?"

Jiang Jing poured her tea, thought for a moment and nodded.

"Perhaps, the murderer will consider himself a hero, and killing the man is like enforcing justice."

"Good idea. I will take on the man who did this heinous crime and hurt people's feelings!" Yang Xu slammed the table and was about to make the final decision, but was strongly opposed by other officials. "What's wrong with that? Only by getting involved can we catch the murderer."