The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

When Qin Miaoxi finished washing up and prepared to go to bed, she tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

She sighed deeply, stood up, put on her clothes, and walked towards the Jingzhao Yin's yamen.

Along the way, she encountered several patrolling soldiers in succession, and each time she had to identify herself before being allowed to pass.

As she watched the soldiers marching away in neat rows, a trace of doubt arose in her heart - when did Jingzhao's night patrols become so strict?

When she arrived at the yamen, it was already an incense stick later. The gatekeeper was surprised to see her. "Mr. Qin, why are you here at this hour?"

"Come and see the evidence of the case." Qin Miaoxi explained lightly, and then walked straight into the yamen.

One of the bailiffs looked at her from behind and couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of the Dali Temple's 'King of Files', Qin the Coroner has lost himself in sleep until the case is solved!"

Another bailiff nodded in agreement, "That's right! I heard that last time, Qin the coroner worked with his brothers from the Ministry of Justice on a case, and the Ministry is also very involved now. We have to talk to our brothers tomorrow. We, the Jingzhao Yin, can't fall behind!"

Qin Miaoxi did not notice the whispers of the two yamen runners behind her. She walked hurriedly and went straight to the room where the evidence was stored.

However, just as she reached the door, her footsteps suddenly stopped - the door that should have been closed was now half-open, with a tiny gap visible.

Qin Miaoxi frowned slightly, alarm bells ringing in her heart.

She gently pushed open the door, and with the dim light from the corridor, she vaguely saw a dark figure in the room, crouching in front of the evidence cabinet, searching for something.

The man heard the sound of the door turning on its hinges and turned around suddenly.

The moment their eyes met, Qin Miaoxi saw the other person's face clearly - it was Zhao Tongpan, the Jingzhao Yin!

"President Zhao, what brings you here so late at night?"

Qin Miaoxi took a half step back calmly, and her right hand quietly reached for the whip at her waist.

A trace of panic flashed across Zhao Tongpan's face, but he immediately forced himself to remain calm and said, "So it's Qin the Coroner! Are you here to check the evidence for the case as well? But in the middle of the night..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Tongpan suddenly jumped up and slapped Qin Miaoxi in the face with a fierce palm.

Qin Miaoxi was prepared and dodged it nimbly by turning her body to the side. At the same time, she flicked her wrist and swung the whip like a snake, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, straight towards Zhao Tongpan's face.

"Crack!" The whip flashed like lightning, exploding in the small room. In just a few strokes, tables and chairs were overturned, files were scattered all over the floor, and the room was in a mess.

Zhao Tongpan gradually felt exhausted, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He had never imagined that Qin Miaoxi was actually a martial artist, even as skilled as himself.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He roared and threw a black object from his sleeve.

"boom!"

The black powder exploded instantly, and thick white smoke poured out like a tide, filling the entire room in an instant.

The pungent smell made Qin Miaoxi burst into tears and she could hardly open her eyes. She held her breath and saw the black shadow in front of her heading towards the window. She thought to herself, this guy is trying to escape.

Just as I caught up with him, I heard the door being slammed open, followed by a burst of hurried footsteps approaching from afar.

"Who dares to cause trouble in the Jingzhao Yin Yamen? You little thief, let's see where you can run!"

Shi Xinzhe rushed in against the thick smoke, looking around in anger, only to see a black shadow swaying in front of him.

With quick eyes and hands, he grabbed the figure in the house and dragged him out without any hesitation. His voice was filled with a bit of pride: "I caught him! Come on, tie him up for me!"

"Yes!"

When the smoke gradually dissipated, the yamen runners saw the face of the arrested man clearly. They were stunned and stammered, "Shi... Lord Shi, look..."

"What are you still standing there for? Go and kidnap him!" Shi Xinzhe urged impatiently, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.

However, when he turned around and saw the person he had captured, his pupils suddenly shrank and his voice froze: "Coroner Qin? Why are you here?"

Qin Miaoxi was not intoxicated by the smoke, but her wrist was hurt by his grip. Looking at the window again, Zhao Tongpan's figure had already disappeared into the night, leaving only broken wood pieces and a few drops of dark red blood on the ground.

She glared at him fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "Master Shi, are you trying to catch a thief or settle a personal vendetta?"

Shi Xinzhe: “…”

He quickly let go of his hand and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Qin the Coroner, why are you here? I thought it was a thief..."

In the evidence cabinet, the crucial piece of evidence - the jade pendant on the deceased's body - has disappeared.

Qin Miaoxi said coldly, "Master Shi, I'd like to ask you, why are you in the evidence room in the dead of night? And with so many people?"

She had only fought with Zhao Tongpan for a short time, so how come Shi Xinzhe came over so quickly?

"I heard you were here to check out the evidence, and I thought you might have made some new discoveries, so I brought some people over to check it out. Unexpectedly, we heard an explosion right as we arrived at the door."

Shi Xinzhe glanced at the scattered files and overturned tables and chairs on the ground, his expression becoming serious. "What happened here? Who were you fighting with?"

Qin Miaoxi snorted coldly and said, "President Zhao just escaped from here. He sneaked into the evidence room at night, seemingly looking for something. I wanted to stop him, but he used black powder and took the opportunity to escape."

"President Zhao?" Shi Xinzhe frowned, clearly surprised by the name. "How could he..."

Zhao Tongpan was his right-hand man, so how could he sneak into the evidence room and cause trouble?

"Master Shi, now is not the time to discuss this," Qin Miaoxi interrupted him, her tone urgent. "Since Judge Zhao dared to break into the evidence room at night, he must be looking for something important. We must immediately seal off the yamen and search for his whereabouts, otherwise he might destroy the evidence!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Xinzhe immediately regained his serious expression and turned to the yamen runners behind him and ordered: "Immediately block all exits and search the yamen inside and outside. Make sure to find Zhao Tongpan!"

"Yes!" The yamen runners responded in unison and quickly dispersed.

Qin Miaoxi quickly walked over to the evidence cabinet and carefully inspected the items inside. Sure enough, the cabinet was in a mess, and the confession letter originally kept by editor Zhao was missing.

Qin Miaoxi muttered to herself, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.

Shi Xinzhe walked up to her and asked in a low voice, "Coroner Qin, what did you find?"

Qin Miaoxi looked up at him and said calmly, "President Zhao took away Mr. Zhao's confession. That confession may be the key evidence in this case, and may even involve a bigger secret."

Shi Xinzhe's frown deepened. "Editor Zhao has already confessed, so why did Judge Zhao take the risk of taking his confession? Could it be that Judge Zhao is also involved in this murder?"

Qin Miaoxi's eyes were deep, "Whether it's related or not, we'll know once we find the person."

Faced with Qin Miaoxi's confidence, Shi Xinzhe was not so optimistic. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Mr. Qin, why are you here so late at night? Have you already suspected Zhao Tongpan?"

Qin Miaoxi shook her head. "I just felt that the case was a little strange, and wanted to take another look at the evidence. Unexpectedly, I happened to see what Zhao Tongpan was doing."

Shi Xinzhe nodded and was about to ask something else when he suddenly heard a commotion coming from outside.

"Sir! This is bad! Judge Zhao rushed out of the yamen on horseback and headed south of the city!"

Shi Xinzhe's face changed, and he immediately turned and rushed out: "Quick! Prepare the horses! We can't let him get away!"

Qin Miaoxi shook her sleeves and suddenly called out to them, "Wait, that's a trick, everyone go to the north of the city and block it."

"Why?"

"I put a soul-locking incense on him, and it's now pointing north."

Qin Miaoxi raised her hand, and a black flying insect circled in front of her eyes for a few times, then flew towards the north.

If the Soul-Locking Incense hadn't required some reaction time, she would have rushed out to catch the person immediately.

Shi Xinzhe suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the person had escaped. She still had the leisure to analyze the case with him. "Let's go! To the north of the city."

Qin Miaoxi jumped onto the horse's back lightly in a flash, and galloped towards the south of the city.