Uncle Detective Di Renjie, I build a crime-solving team

Zeng Tai recalled the tragic experience of being a county magistrate for ten years because he had no one in the court.

Let’s look at Li Cunxi, the thirteen-year-old Censor and the nephew of Lord Di.

It is true, as the old saying goes, it is nice to lean against a big tree for shade!

Li Cunxi was only thirteen years old, but he was already the Censor-in-Chief. This must have been the result of Di Renjie's instigation.

Looking at Li Cunxi with envy, Zeng Tai took the initiative to lead the way and brought everyone to the second hall.

Li Cunxi did not plan to go through this part, and asked Zeng Tai to arrange a bathroom for him in advance. He went to the bathroom to take a comfortable shower, and then came out with disheveled hair.

When I returned to the second hall, I saw Di Renjie sitting inside drinking tea.

"uncle."

"Well, sit down and I'll tell you what I learned today."

Di Renjie put down his tea bowl and began to talk about his discoveries at Zhang Chun's house during the day. He then told the statements of Zhang Chun and Wang Wu in prison, and finally repeated his conversation with Zeng Tai just now.

He spoke in great detail, but concealed the fact that he had gone to the coroner's office.

Li Cunxi had already anticipated that this must be a test from his uncle.

Sure enough, after saying this, Di Renjie cast a hopeful look at Li Cunxi.

"Cunxi, what do you think?"

"According to my nephew, what Zhang Chun and Wang Wu said is absolutely true."

"How to tell?"

"If uncle felt that what these two said was false, Brother Yuan Fang would not have such an expression."

Li Cunxi's gaze turned to Li Yuanfang who was grinning.

Ever since Di Renjie asked the question, the smile on Li Yuanfang's face has never stopped.

It was the expression of someone who was enjoying a show, and it could be most accurately described as the expression of a spectator who was well aware of the truth.

"I guess, while I was washing, you and Brother Yuan Fang had already gone to the coroner's room. You should have gotten some results there," Li Cunxi said in a calm tone.

Li Yuanfang, who had been laughing secretly at the side, could no longer laugh.

He covered his face with his hands and looked at Li Cunxi in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Sir, are you...are you sure you went to the bathroom just now, instead of following me and the master to the coroner's room?"

"No, if you had followed me, I would have definitely discovered it... Sir, did you ask the others when you came back?"

Li Cunxi leaned back nonchalantly and replied:

"I think my guess is all true. Let me guess again. According to what your uncle said, the county magistrate concluded that these two people had killed someone, but your uncle believed them."

"In order to let the county magistrate know that his judgment was wrong, my uncle must have taken the county magistrate to the coroner's office to examine the wounds, and used the wounds to exonerate Zhang Chun and Wang Wu."

"Obviously, from the information I know, my uncle must have judged that Zhang Chun did not kill the person based on the wound on the neck of the guest staying at Zhang Chun's house."

Li Yuanfang exclaimed: "Young Master is truly a god. What you said is exactly what I and the adults just experienced."

"Cunxi is really the reincarnation of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix. It is a great fortune for the Li family to have Cunxi as an heir." Di Renjie stroked his long beard and praised him. "Let's go back to the headquarters of the deposed envoy."

……

Liujiazhuang outside Cuiping Mountain!

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky is full of murders and arson.

The main hall that should have belonged to Liu Chali has become a mourning hall tonight. In the middle of the hall, a coffin is placed.

Liu Chuanlin knelt on the mat in the mourning hall, his expression calm, like a calm well.

Yingyu, the ex-wife and current stepmother, was kneeling on the other side.

Liu Chali was lying in the coffin, and the adulterer was kneeling outside the coffin. The identities of husband and wife, mother and son were combined into one, and only two of them were left, and the atmosphere was very low.

"My father is lying in the coffin now, ma'am, don't you want to say something?"

Anyway, his father is dead, and Liu Chuanlin has become quite bold and is no longer as polite as he was that day.

Yingyu knelt aside, not daring to imagine that this scene was actually happening. She thought that Liu Chuanlin would die without a burial place, but she didn't expect that the one who died in the end was Liu Chali.

After a long time, Yingyu's lips moved and she was unable to speak.

Butler Liu Da came in from outside and felt the strange atmosphere in the main hall. Even though he was quite powerful, he still felt the pressure was overwhelming.

After less than two seconds, Liu Da turned and left.

As the new member of Liujiazhuang, Liu Chuanlin did not move, and did not care about Liu Da's rude behavior. Instead, he continued:

"I don't know why you want to do this, but I want to tell you that strictly speaking, Liujiazhuang is no longer my father's Liujiazhuang."

"If you don't intend to cooperate with me, I don't care whether you are my mother or my wife, it will be difficult for me to let you go."

"Now, you'd better tell me why you returned to Yuhuaxuan to meet my father and married into Liujiazhuang."

The plan has been completely disrupted. Facing the man who had slept with her for half a year, Yingyu really doesn't know what reason to use to lie and cheat.

After half an incense stick of time, Liu Chuanlin finally spoke again:

"I've given you half an incense stick of time to think about it, Yingyu. Tell me why you did this. I think that after half an incense stick of time, you can make up a reasonable reason even if you want to."

"Now, you can deceive me, Yingyu..."

The dim candlelight flickered, shining on Liu Chuanlin's expressionless face.

It also illuminated Liu Chuanlin's eyes, which were free of emotion.

Yingyu behind him suddenly felt limp and collapsed on the cushion.

"I, I can't lie to you, because I love you, so I can't tell you what I'm doing, Chuanlin." Yingyu said in a low voice, her voice trembling a little.

"I'm disappointed that you don't even have the idea of ​​deceiving me. So I have no choice but to say to you...I'm sorry."

Liu Chuanlin suddenly stood up, walked outside in mourning clothes, and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds.

"I'm really disappointed. After all, we... loved each other so much, and you broke my heart. I won't chase you away, but Liujiazhuang won't be ruled by an outsider."

Liu Chuanlin shifted his gaze and looked somewhere.

Soon, outside the pavilion in the small garden, the housekeeper Liu Dagang was about to leave along the path, but was stopped by someone.

The man wore a bronze mask, looked imposing, and had a short shirt with narrow sleeves, a small Yuan satin jacket, original color crotchless pants, iron-pointed boots, a hero helmet on his head, and a single sword at his waist.

Behind Liu Da, another figure slowly appeared. It was a swordsman dressed as a Taoist priest wearing a bronze mask.

The moon that was hidden by dark clouds in the sky finally appeared. The cold moonlight sprinkled on the small garden, and the shadows of the three people in the small garden were stretched out.

After seeing the two people's attire clearly, Liu Da's pupils shrank sharply.

"Why did the leader of the Baihelin bandits show up in our Liujia Village?"

Ma Rong's face was hidden under the mask, and he spoke calmly:

"Listen to my voice, does it sound familiar?"