The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Zhao Tongpan watched the dart flying towards his forehead, but his whole body was stiff and he could not move, only his mouth was barking.

With a "bang", the dart was knocked away. The sound lingered in Zhao Tongpan's ears like the sound of nature. He saw a fairy falling to his side. His legs immediately went soft and he sat down on the ground.

"Mr. Qin the Coroner!" Zhao Tongpan was as if he had seen a savior, and his voice was trembling with the feeling of surviving a disaster.

Qin Miaoxi was seen standing not far away, holding a long whip, staring at the black shadow with cold eyes.

The black shadow snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his tone: "Qin Miaoxi? You think you can stop me?"

Qin Miaoxi didn't answer. She shook the long whip in her hand, pointed at the black shadow and said coldly: "I have seen you. You are from the Cui Mansion. Since your master sent you here, don't leave."

Hearing this, a sinister glint flashed in the black shadow's eyes, and the blade in his hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight: "You're so arrogant, let's see if you have what it takes!"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed and pounced towards Qin Miaoxi like a ghost.

Qin Miaoxi was prepared. She swung her whip, and it collided with the black shadow's blade, making a sharp sound of collision.

The two exchanged several moves. Qin Miaoxi's whip skills were fierce, and each move went straight to the vital points, while the black shadow's body movements were strange and his swordsmanship was ruthless. For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was better.

Zhao Tongpan stood by, terrified, his legs weak and he could barely stand. He wanted to escape, but was afraid that if he turned around, he would become the shadow's next target. He could only cling to the wall, not daring to breathe.

At this moment, Shi Xinzhe hurried over with several yamen runners.

He took a look at the battle situation and immediately ordered: "Surround him, don't let him escape!"

The yamen runners quickly dispersed and surrounded the black shadow.

Seeing this, the shadow's eyes flashed with panic, but he quickly regained his composure. He sneered, his tone tinged with sarcasm, "Bullying the weak with your numbers? That's all you can do."

Shi Xinzhe responded coldly: "When dealing with people like you, there's no need to talk about the code of conduct."

The black shadow said no more, and swung the blade in his hand suddenly, forcing Qin Miaoxi to retreat. Then he flashed and rushed out of the encirclement of the yamen runners.

He moved with incredible speed, his figure moving through the night like a ghost, almost disappearing into the darkness. However, Qin Miaoxi was even quicker. With a flick of her wrist, her whip swung out like a snake, precisely wrapping around the black figure's waist. Then, with a powerful pull from both hands, she forcibly yanked the figure from mid-air, sending it tumbling heavily to the ground.

The shadowy figure groaned, and before he could react, the guards rushed over and tied him up tightly. He struggled a few times, but found that the ropes were getting tighter and tighter, making it impossible to break free.

"What's going on?!" The black shadow's eyes widened as he shouted at Qin Miaoxi, "What did you do to me?"

Qin Miaoxi walked slowly to his side, looking down at him coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "You forgot that a coroner can not only perform autopsies, but also perform medical treatment."

"It's this trick again!"

The shadow was furious. He had investigated Qin Miaoxi before, and indeed, she had drugged people before. But he had always been on guard and doubly vigilant, yet he still fell for her. When had she drugged him? He had been on guard all along. But who could have predicted that, despite all his precautions, he would still fall for her? He was filled with doubts, and the question kept circling in his mind: When had she drugged him?

Qin Miaoxi smiled calmly, "The trick is no longer outdated, as long as it works."

Upon hearing this, the black shadow was speechless, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. He had made all kinds of calculations but still couldn't prevent Qin Miaoxi's move.

At this time, Shi Xinzhe came over. He did not take the man away immediately, but shouted, "How dare you come to kill me? I want to see who you belong to."

As he spoke, he squatted down and began to roughly pull off the shadow's clothes and search carefully.

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

This is really... simple and crude!

However, Shi Xinzhe's movements were rough, swift and merciless, as if he wanted to turn every inch of the man in front of him upside down.

Qin Miaoxi stood aside, watching Shi Xinzhe's actions, but the more she watched, the more she felt something was wrong, and a blush appeared on her face.

Although she was a coroner and had seen many deaths and lives, the scene before her made her heart beat faster. She couldn't help but look away, thinking to herself: The way this man stripped another man's clothes was really... quite something to watch.

Shi Xinzhe was completely unaware and was concentrating on searching the black shadow. Soon, he pulled out a small token from the inside of the black shadow's clothes.

He picked up the token, looked at it carefully, and his expression suddenly changed.

Qin Miaoxi stepped forward and asked, "What is this..."

Shi Xinzhe raised his head and said sternly, "It's Cui Zhibao's private order."

Qin Miaoxi frowned when she heard this, and a serious look flashed in her eyes: "It is indeed him. It seems that we have to act quickly."

Shi Xinzhe nodded, stood up, and said in a serious tone: "Come here, take him away and keep him under strict guard! Qin the coroner, I must go to the palace immediately and report this to the emperor. You..."

Qin Miaoxi took a deep breath and nodded: "I understand! I will definitely keep a close eye on Cui Zhibao and will not let him leave the house."

The two men split up into two groups. Soon, Shi Xinzhe and several yamen runners hurriedly left with the black shadow, while Qin Miaoxi stood where she was, watching their backs disappear into the night.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the waves in her heart, and turned to look at Zhao Tongpan who was still slumped on the ground.

"President Zhao, can you still stand up?" Qin Miaoxi's tone was calm, but with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

Zhao Tongpan finally woke up from his dream and quickly climbed up from the ground using his hands and feet. He patted the dust off his body, and his voice was still trembling. "I can... I can stand up. Qin, I really thank you for what I did just now, otherwise I would be dead!"

Qin Miaoxi glanced at him indifferently, a hint of a smile on her lips: "President Zhao, now that the matter has come to an end, it's time for us to settle the accounts."

"What...what account?" Zhao Tongpan was stunned, with a bit of panic in his voice.

Qin Miaoxi didn't answer, but simply clapped her hands. In an instant, dozens of yamen runners emerged from the darkness like ghosts, quickly forming a tight circle around Zhao Tongpan and Qin Miaoxi.

Their movements were in perfect unison, and it was obvious that they had been prepared in advance. The people in the outer circle even completely blocked the view, and outsiders could not see anything happening inside.

Judge Zhao's expression suddenly changed, and his voice trembled: "Mr. Qin, what are you doing?"

Qin Miaoxi just sneered and pushed Zhao Tongpan to the ground before he could react.

Immediately afterwards, fists and kicks rained down like raindrops, accompanied by his screams, which sounded particularly harsh in the night.

After about a cup of tea, Qin Miaoxi raised her hand and signaled, "Disperse!"

Upon hearing this, the yamen runners immediately stepped back and saw Zhao Tongpan lying on the ground with a bruised face and a disheveled nose. His outer clothes were in disarray and his face was full of pain and fear.

He barely raised his head, his voice weak and trembling: "You...you are too cruel..."

Qin Miaoxi's tone was filled with warning: "President Zhao, you saw what happened tonight. Cui Zhibao has become desperate and will not even let you go. If you still want to survive, you'd better cooperate with us honestly and stop playing tricks."

"Yes, yes, yes! I will cooperate! Mr. Qin, I will do whatever you say!" How could Zhao Tongpan deny it? He could only nod his head repeatedly in promise, his hoarse voice almost emitting smoke.

Qin Miaoxi nodded slightly, turned her gaze towards the Zhao Mansion, and said in a cold tone, "Go to the Jingzhao Yin prison right now. Since Cui Zhibao's men have already attacked you, it means they have set their sights on you. Only a heavily guarded prison can save your life."

Zhao Tongpan's face turned pale, and there was a hint of fear in his voice: "Then... is it really safe there?"

Qin Miaoxi sneered: "You are Jingzhao Yin's man, don't you know whether it is safe or not?"

Zhao Tongpan was speechless. He knew it was true, but the people in there… many of them were his enemies! If he were imprisoned there, wouldn't that be like… a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth!?

Qin Miaoxi didn't know the whole story, but kindly reminded him, "There will be people in the prison to protect you, but you still have to be careful and don't trust anyone easily."

Zhao Tongpan nodded quickly, his eyes filled with tears of gratitude, and he thought to himself: "Listen to me, thank you!"

Qin Miaoxi's eyes flashed, and she said no more, waving her hand: "Go!"

Immediately, seven or eight yamen runners took him to meet the Jingzhao Yin, moving swiftly and agilely.

Qin Miaoxi turned around and walked towards Cui Mansion with her men.