The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Everyone looked back and saw a young man in fancy clothes standing outside the crowd, his brows slightly furrowed and his eyes cold and sharp.

He has an upright figure, a calm temperament, and an undeniable majesty in his every move.

This is Ye Lingrong’s brother, Ye Junyan.

When Ye Lingrong saw her brother, she felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw. Her eyes reddened and she cried out in grievance, "Brother! They bullied me!"

Ye Junyan glanced at her with a hint of reproach in his eyes, but after confirming that she was not injured, his expression relaxed slightly and he asked in a low voice: "Who is it...?"

Before he finished speaking, he looked up and saw Qin Miaoxi and Lu Shiya. His eyes suddenly lit up and a smile appeared on his face.

He walked over to Lu Shiya in two or three steps, his tone filled with familiarity and joy: "Shiya, when did you come out? I was just about to look for you! Did my little sister cause trouble again? I'll teach her a lesson right away."

After saying that, he mercilessly raised his hand and slapped Ye Lingrong on the back, saying sternly, "What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble? Apologize to the princess now!"

Ye Lingrong: “…”

Brother, you are really my good brother.

She bit her lip, feeling aggrieved. This damn brother had forgotten about his own sister the moment he saw Lu Shiya.

Lu Shiya waved her hands, clearly used to this scene. Every time Ye Lingrong got into trouble, Ye Junyan would scold her like this, and Ye Lingrong would throw a tantrum and apologize. The scene had become so repetitive that she was a little numb.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Let's take a look at the old woman your sister is bullying!" Lu Shiya pointed at the old woman sitting on the ground crying, with a bit of helplessness in her tone.

Upon hearing this, Ye Junyan turned his gaze towards the old woman, his eyes filled with scrutiny and inquiry. He did not speak immediately, but instead carefully observed the old woman's expression and movements.

At this moment, Ye Lingrong couldn't help but loudly defend herself, "Brother, this has nothing to do with me! I was walking on the road when this person suddenly rushed out and insisted that I compensate her for her things. But those things were clearly broken by her! Isn't this extortion?"

There was a hint of grievance and anger in her voice, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with the old woman's behavior.

Ye Junyan frowned and looked back and forth between Ye Lingrong and the old woman.

The old woman looked at her timidly. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just lowered her head and sobbed softly. Her hesitant look made it seem as if she had suffered a great injustice.

The people who were criticizing her just now immediately started to speak in her favor. What they said was nothing more than that since the old man was so pitiful, they would give him some silver as a way to avoid disaster!

Ye Junyan thought the same thing. Why bother getting entangled on the road for a few taels of silver? It would only make people laugh at him. He immediately took out ten taels of silver from his pocket and said, "Take this..."

When the old woman heard that the silver was going to be hers, she immediately showed a greedy smile and kowtowed repeatedly to express her gratitude: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir! You are such a kind man!"

Just when Ye Junyan was about to hand the silver to the old woman, Qin Miaoxi suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, saying firmly: "Wait! You can't give her the silver."

Upon hearing this, Ye Junyan took the silver back without hesitation.

He was no stranger to Qin Miaoxi - she was not only his good brother's fiancée, but also an experienced coroner.

The last time they went to Qingyuan Academy to investigate a case, it wasn't long before the Dali Temple apprehended the real murderer: He Chengyu, who had missed the exam that year. From then on, Ye Junyan knew that Qin Miaoxi was no ordinary person. Since she said she couldn't give it to him, he naturally obeyed.

When Lu Shiya and Ye Lingrong saw this scene, the corners of their mouths twitched twice.

Why haven't I seen Ye Junyan be so obedient before? It's really rare!

When the old woman opposite saw that the silver was taken back, she immediately glared at Qin Miaoxi with gritted teeth, her eyes full of resentment.

Cutting off someone's source of income is like killing their parents. Her hatred for Qin Miaoxi was almost overflowing at this moment.

Qin Miaoxi didn't care at all. She just glanced at the old woman deeply, her tone calm but with a hint of oppression: "You said that it was Miss Ye who kicked over your vegetable basket, causing the vegetables to be trampled and unable to sell, right?"

The old woman nodded quickly, pointing to the rotten vegetables on the ground and said, "Yes, these vegetables are the evidence!"

Qin Miaoxi casually glanced at the vegetables on the ground and sneered, "Let's not talk about whether these rotten vegetables are really valuable. Let me ask you, how did Miss Ye kick over your vegetable basket?"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then pointed to her feet and said: "I kicked it with my feet."

"Which foot?" Qin Miaoxi asked.

The old woman thought for a moment and said firmly, "Right foot!"

Qin Miaoxi nodded, turned around and walked to Ye Lingrong, her tone gentle but unyielding: "Miss Ye, please lift your right foot and let everyone see it."

Although Ye Lingrong was a little confused, she still raised her right foot as instructed.

The moment the sole of the shoe was exposed, everyone was stunned - there was a black stain on the sole.

Her maid exclaimed, "Miss, why are there ink stains on your shoes?"

Ye Lingrong was also bewildered: "Ah? When did you do that? Hurry up and clean it up for me!"

Qin Miaoxi immediately raised her hand to stop him: "Don't move! These ink marks are the key to proving your innocence."

Ye Lingrong was stunned and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Qin Miaoxi smiled slightly, turned to look at the old woman, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Auntie, you said Miss Ye kicked over your vegetable basket with her right foot, but the soles of her shoes were covered in ink. If she really kicked your vegetable basket, the soles of her shoes should be covered in mud and vegetable leaves, how could there be ink?"

The old woman's face changed, and she stammered, "How...how should I know? Maybe she stepped on ink after kicking it!"

Qin Miaoxi sneered, her tone even sharper: "Really? Then, may I ask, where is the ink around here? The ink on Miss Ye's shoe soles is fresh, obviously just applied. And where you said the basket was kicked over, there's no trace of ink at all. How do you explain this?"

The old woman was speechless after being asked this question. Her face turned pale and blue. Finally, she lowered her head and dared not speak anymore.

Qin Miaoxi pointed at the marks on the ground, her tone calm and powerful: "Everyone, please look, this is the path Miss Ye walked. Because the soles of her shoes were stained with ink, every step she took left an ink mark on the ground."

Everyone looked in the direction she pointed, and indeed found a series of clear ink-colored shoe prints extending all the way to where Ye Lingrong had just stood.

"Now, everyone can see if there is any ink on the old woman's vegetable basket." Qin Miaoxi continued.

The people came forward and carefully examined the basket, only to find that it was clean without any trace of ink.

"No! The lady didn't kick over the basket at all!" someone shouted.

"I didn't expect that this old woman not only wrongly accused the young lady, but also used rotten vegetables to cheat her out of money. She is so cruel!" Another person echoed indignantly.

The old woman's face flushed red from being accused by everyone. She yelled in anger, "What do you know? She kicked it! Otherwise, how could my basket have fallen over by itself?"

Qin Miaoxi couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this: "Of course the vegetable basket won't fall over by itself, but it was pushed over by you."

The old woman's face suddenly changed, and her voice trembled a little: "You...you are talking nonsense!"

"Whether it's nonsense or not, you'll know after comparing." Qin Miaoxi's tone was calm, but with unquestionable certainty.

She grabbed the old woman's hand and raised it high. Everyone could clearly see that the old woman's fingers were covered with gray-brown dirt.

"Everyone can look around the vegetable basket to see if there are any finger prints in the mud." Qin Miaoxi reminded.

The people immediately gathered around and found several clear finger prints next to the basket. Suddenly, the crowd erupted in sudden realization: "So she was the one crying thief!"

When the old woman saw that the truth was revealed, her face turned pale instantly. She wanted to argue, but it was too late.

Rotten vegetable leaves were thrown at her from all directions, accompanied by the people's angry curses: "Beat you to death, you black-hearted bastard!"

"People like this should be thrown into jail!"

Amid the shouts and curses of the crowd, the old woman fled in a panic, holding her head in her hands, and disappeared in the crowd in disgrace.

Qin Miaoxi coldly stared at her from behind, then turned to the crowd and said, "Everyone, have you had enough of the show? If so, please disperse. This clumsy show isn't worth wasting your time."

Her voice was cold and powerful, as if carrying an invisible pressure.

Upon hearing this, the people nodded in agreement and then dispersed in twos and threes. The streets soon returned to calm.