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"Where is your young lady now?" Jiang Wansang asked with a frown after reading the content of the letter.

The Zhao family servant quickly replied, "In the Dali Temple."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wansang immediately changed his mind about going to the City God Temple and said, "Lead the way to the Dali Temple."

The Dali Temple is responsible for the trial of criminal cases, and it exudes an inviolable sense of solemnity from the inside out.

Although Jiang Wansang was the daughter of the prime minister, she could not enter a place like the Dali Temple casually, so she waited at the door for the guard to go in and report.

After a while, Zhao Zhizhi came out in person from the Dali Temple.

Today she was not wearing that complicated skirt, but was dressed in men's clothes.

Seeing Jiang Wansang's slightly surprised expression, she explained, "Men's clothing makes it easier to do things."

Zhao Zhizhi stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Wansang's arm, her expression slightly agitated. "You suddenly came to the Dali Temple. Do you have any good ideas?"

The letter she had someone deliver only said that she discovered that Ye Xianglang was trying to escape, so she ordered him to be arrested. However, there was no substantial evidence, and the Dali Temple could not force a confession out of him during the investigation.

If she couldn't find a way to make Yaxianglang speak, she would have no choice but to let him go.

But the enemy has already been alerted. If we just let him go, it will be difficult to catch him again with evidence of his crime.

Zhao Zhizhi was at a loss, and somehow she thought of Jiang Wansang, so she wrote a letter to tell her about it.

So when she saw Jiang Wansang coming, her first reaction was that the other party had a good idea.

Hearing this question, Jiang Wansang didn't know how to answer.

She did have an idea, but she wasn't sure if it was a good one.

Jiang Wansang didn't answer, but instead asked, "Why did Ye Xianglang suddenly run away?"

As Zhao Zhizhi led her into the Dali Temple, she explained the whole story, "I've had people keeping an eye on Ye Xianglang. He hadn't made any moves before, but the day before yesterday, he suddenly quit his job as a night incense dealer and sold some jewelry at a pawnshop. That same night, he packed up and quietly left the city."

"I asked someone to check the pawnshop. All the jewelry belonged to the missing women, but he insisted he found it. He even described how he found it in great detail. It just matched the time and place where the women disappeared."

It could be considered a coincidence once or twice, but the fact that it matches perfectly every time, and no one else picked it up except him, can only mean that he is the real criminal.

But the whole imperial city knew that the second young lady of the Jiang family had caught the "criminal", and the Dali Temple could not produce any other substantial evidence for the time being.

Zhao Zhizhi was very worried. "I thought he was leaving the city to look for the missing women, but I found out he had hired a carriage to go out of town, so I arrested him right away..."

Soon, the two arrived at the Dali Temple dungeon.

The dungeon was dark and damp, and the smell of blood mixed with a hint of mold made people feel nauseous. However, Jiang Wansang just wrinkled his nose and didn't react at all.

In my previous life, when I was crawling among the zombies, the smell was much worse than it is now.

Instead, Zhe Liu couldn't help but dry heave a few times, so Jiang Wansang asked her to wait outside and only brought Lin Tong in.

Jiang Wansang acted calm and composed, but she had no idea how much admiration she received from Zhao Zhizhi.

Only she knew how much she had suffered in order to adapt to the case-handling environment of the Dali Temple, so she knew very well how uncomfortable it would be when she first came into contact with these things.

Miss Jiang is in this state now, and even many knowledgeable men may not be able to do it.

Jiang Wansang didn't notice the gaze beside her and was thinking silently in her heart.

Thanks to Jiang Zihan, the entire imperial city now knows that the criminal in the missing woman's case has been arrested. If Ye Xianglang is the real murderer, he should be very happy to know that someone is taking the blame for him. Why would he run away?

Jiang Wansang tilted her head slightly, "Have you checked Ye Xianglang's information?"

"I've checked." Zhao Zhizhi nodded. "His father and grandfather were night-blooming incense dealers, so he's considered the heir to the family business. When he was young, his father had planned to send him to school, but since his family's ancestral business was this, no school was willing to accept him..."

The imperial city is located under the feet of the emperor, a place where a falling block could hit an important person. Most people attach great importance to their social status.

Perhaps it is because of this that Yaxianglang grew up to be a solitary person.

Jiang Wansang listened to Zhao Zhizhi's words and quickly walked to the innermost execution room, where he saw Ye Xianglang tied to a chair.

I thought that the man who kidnapped so many women and erased all traces so that even the Dali Temple could not do anything about it was either a cruel and vicious person or a morbidly smart person.

But when she saw him in person, Jiang Wansang's first impression was that he was an "honest man".

Although his hands were tied, he still lowered his head and curled up as much as possible on the chair, his body trembling obviously with fear.

He has an ordinary appearance, and his skin looks very pale, perhaps because he has been working day and night for many years.

Who would suspect such an honest-looking man of doing bad things?

But Jiang Wansang knew that it would be more convenient and easier for those evil people who looked like "honest people" to do bad things.

Hearing the noise of them coming in, Ye Xianglang looked up, but finally his eyes fell on the jailer following behind Zhao Zhizhi.

"Sir, I really picked up those things. Please let me go. I am really innocent."

He looked pitiful and as if he was about to cry.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Wansang raised her eyebrows slightly.

Zhao Zhizhi brought the person back and investigated for a whole day. Even if Ye Xianglang didn't know her identity, he should understand that she had a say in the Dali Temple.

But he directly pleaded with the jailer behind him, and even the look he gave her and Zhao Zhizhi just now contained a hint of obvious contempt.

Oh, you look down on her?

Jiang Wansang curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and without waiting for the jailer behind him to answer, he raised his foot and walked towards Ye Xianglang.

Lin Tong, who was standing next to him, also followed and stared at Ye Xianglang vigilantly to prevent him from doing anything to hurt Jiang Wansang.

But when facing the woman who was walking slowly towards him with a smile, Yaxianglang trembled uncontrollably.

He subconsciously wanted to retract his head, but Jiang Wansang was quick to grab his chin.

"Don't you want to go back? If you can hold on and not confess, I'll let you go."

Finally asking to let him go, Yoxianglang should have been happy, but he had a hunch that something was wrong with the woman in front of him. "You...you want to force a confession?"

In the Kingdom of Nansu, if an official was found to have tortured a criminal into confessing, he would be dismissed from his post at the very least, and imprisoned at the worst. Moreover, everyone in the imperial city knew that Lord Zhao, the Minister of the Dali Temple, was an honest and upright official, and he hated torture and confession the most.

That is why, although Yaxianglang did not know how they targeted him, he firmly believed that the Dali Temple would not find any evidence, so he was not at all panicked after being arrested.

Jiang Wansang had just heard Zhao Zhizhi talk about it on the way here, and he also knew about the existence of this law.

But the method she had thought of was ineffective against this law!

She curled her lips and said, "Please don't wrongly accuse me. How could I possibly confess under torture?"