The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

"It's just a little trick, how can it be called deception?"

The burly man glared angrily at Lu Qingchen and his companion, but to no avail. The vendor on the other side, though alive, was barely clinging to life. Having narrowly escaped death, the vendor finally believed that they were truly going to kill him.

Driven by impulse, the vendor hurriedly cried and begged for mercy, "Sir, it was you who told us to capture the infected people in the city. You said the more people infected, the more money we would make."

"I've told you everything I can say now, please let me go!"

Lu Qingchen chuckled mockingly, "Although you did tell them, you told them too late. Your companions died before you, so... you still have to die."

The vendor's pupils constricted sharply, and he shouted in horror, "I know more than he does. Besides the magistrate, there were also the assistant prefect and the prison warden, as well as more than a dozen merchants inside and outside the city. They were all involved in this matter."

"Tell me more specifically."

“Merchants in the city would lure people in with high commissions, and then use the plague as an excuse to drive them out of the city. Those who were left alone would be secretly abducted here and kept in captivity, and then slaughtered when a buyer came along.”

With a crack of the whip, Qin Miaoxi said solemnly, "You still dare to lie? The money from the sale is all in your hands. What benefit do the officials and merchants in the city gain from doing this?"

"I swear, I'm not lying. It really was the adults who ordered us to do it," the vendor said fearfully. "They didn't take the silver because they thought it wasn't enough, we didn't leave it on purpose."

Seeing the two men's still scrutinizing gazes, he said without hesitation, "I have other evidence. I have letters from the prefect as proof, and I also keep secret letters when I communicate with the merchants."

Where is the letter?

“There’s a loose stone under the entrance statue; all the letters are there.”

Lu Qingchen immediately sent someone to follow up, and the person returned with the letter in a short while. As he said, it contained information about the infected people and their ways home, and that's how they started their operation.

"Your words have successfully drawn us in. If you want to live, do you know what to do?"

The vendor nodded repeatedly and said, "I know, I'll write down all those names right away."

He looked around but couldn't find paper and pen, so he simply tore off a piece of cloth from his body, bit his fingertip, and wrote with his blood.

Lu Qingchen turned to look at the burly man again, "Now that things have come to this, you are still hiding it, so I have no choice but to send you away."

With a single slash, the burly man's arms were cleanly severed. The moment his scream burst from his throat, Lu Qingchen's hand gripped his neck. With a slight tightening, his vocal cords snapped, leaving only his heavy, panting breaths.

Ignoring his murderous gaze, Lu Qingchen's sword tip pointed arbitrarily at his body, "Which part is next? I think these legs are pretty good, do you have a problem with that?"

Qin Miaoxi stopped trying to stop him. She knew that Lu Qingchen was aware of the situation and would spare his life to face judgment.

The burly man nodded and shook his head repeatedly, while Lu Qingchen brandished his sword with an air of importance. "Very well, since you agree, then I'll gladly accept it."

With another slash, his legs were also severed cleanly, and blood gushed out.

At this rate, he would die from blood loss in no time, but how could Lu Qingchen let him get away with it so easily?

Cheap wound ointment was applied to his wound by the jar. Although it could not completely heal it, it slowed down the bleeding by more than half, so he would not die anytime soon.

Zhuang Han's eyes were filled with pain and pleading, as if he were begging Lu Qingchen to give him a quick death, preferably ending his life with a single blow, and to stop torturing him.

Under his fierce gaze, Lu Qingchen readily shook his head, "It's definitely not enough to finish you off in one move. I'd be happy to let you experience the pain of the people you slaughtered."

Qin Miaoxi couldn't help but purse her lips, thinking, "This presumptuous guy is really presumptuous."

The vendor, listening to the whistling of swords cutting through the air, tried his best to minimize his presence, and cautiously finished writing the list amidst the carnage.

"I...I've finished writing."

Qin Miaoxi took it, glanced at it briefly, and demanded sharply, "Are you sure you've finished writing?"

"Yes, I've written down everyone involved in this matter."

[Grandma! My life is in your hands, how dare I hide anything? Are you tired of living?]

"Why didn't you write the Ren family's name in the main city?" Qin Miaoxi stared at him intently.

The vendor muttered to himself for a moment, then said firmly, "The Ren family has never ordered any goods, much less robbed or killed any of the infected people."

Qin Miaoxi held the roster, her face dark and unreadable. Where had things gone wrong? She had clearly found ice blocks containing frozen human organs at the Ren family's house. How could this be fake?

"Grandma! I have no reason to lie to you now, there really isn't one." The vendor cried anxiously. He had said everything he should and shouldn't have said. Did these people want to renege on their debt?

Lu Qingchen let go of the burly man who was still barely alive, wiped the sword and returned to her side, saying meaningfully, "Perhaps, as he said, the Ren family was not involved."

Qin Miaoxi's almond-shaped eyes flickered slightly, and she snapped the whip back to her waist.

"Take people away."

"Don't worry, I'll handle things, you'll be the one worrying... no! Don't worry."

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

Why did she suddenly become worried?

"Wife, don't look at me like that, it scares me!"

Qin Miaoxi smiled faintly, "Heh, is there anything you're afraid of?"

"Of course, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it, my wife."

The moment she got into the car, Qin Miaoxi was almost thrown off by his sudden acceleration. Her face turned red with anger. Was this a place to joke around?

"Don't try to change the subject! Tell me! Did you find out something?"

"Cough cough, no, it's just that the Ren family seemed strange, so we searched for a few more days and found that those things were found by Master Ren from the mass grave."

"But those internal organs were also infected with the plague."

Lu Qingchen said in a heavy voice, "Yes, it's the civilians who died from the infection."

Qin Miaoxi was speechless for a moment. During that time, she was too busy with city affairs to pay attention to everything. She thought that all the people in the city had been cured after the herbs were available, but she forgot that as a doctor, she had seen too many critically ill patients. Their bodies were different from ordinary people and needed more attention.

"I was arrogant."

The dark red blood vessels in her eyes reflected a hint of guilt and unease. Her senior brother always reminded her to be careful with her words and actions, but she was still so reckless and impulsive. Thinking of this, her guilt deepened.

“Those are all elderly people who are already in poor health, you… don’t be like this.” Lu Qingchen didn’t know how to comfort her for a moment, so he gently hugged her. “It’s not your fault, the fault lies with the people who caused this plague.”

Qin Miaoxi buried her face in his neck, sobbing silently like a fragile kitten.

Lu Qingchen's eyes were filled with heartache. It was the first time he had seen her so vulnerable. She was the one who had planned and orchestrated the antidote, and she was also the one who had felt regret for the deaths of the people.

This is the person he cherishes most, someone you want to know more about.

The somber mood lasted only a moment before Qin Miaoxi stepped out of his embrace and returned to normal.

"Let's go find those damn bastards!"