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Chapter 126

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Choosing rouge and face powder?

Inside the spacious room.

A man had hanged himself!

His pupils were wide open and his face was pale. He looked extremely terrifying.

Of course, Wei Yi's ear-piercing scream attracted everyone's attention.

The first person to run over was the inn's waiter.

"Young Master, how did you …" Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the hanged man in the room. The waiter trembled in fear and the teapot in his hand fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The man fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.

Immediately, the inn was in an uproar!

Ji Yunshu had just finished packing her things and sat down to drink a cup of tea when she heard the commotion outside.

She reached out to put on her veil again and pushed the door open.

She saw that the room on the far left was filled with people. Everyone was pointing inside and talking about something.

Jing Rong was alarmed by the commotion and came out of the room. He saw Ji Yunshu coming over and quickly stepped forward to stop her.

"Go inside and wait. There are too many people here."

"I …"

"Go inside!"

It wasn't a notice, but an order.

Ji Yunshu wanted to retort, but in the end, Jing Rong was doing it for her own good.

She nodded and was about to enter when she saw Wei Yi sitting on the ground in the crowd.

"Wei Yi? Why is he there? "Her tone was unusually nervous.

Jing Rong also saw it. Coincidentally, Lang Po had brought a few guards over.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on Wei Yi and not let him run around?"

"This …"

Lang Po followed Jing Rong's line of sight and saw Wei Yi in the crowd. He was startled and quickly ran over.

Wei Yi was still sitting on the ground. His face was pale with fright.

Lang Po pushed through the crowd and helped him up from the ground. At the same time, he looked inside the room.

'Someone hanged himself!'

He didn't panic and quickly left with Wei Yi.

When they returned to the room, Lang Po helped Wei Yi to the bed.

Ji Yunshu also quickly entered the room. When Wei Yi saw her, he cried.

"Shu 'er …"

He hugged her tightly and didn't let go.

"Wei Yi, what happened?"

"I saw …" Wei Yi choked and couldn't speak.

When Jing Rong entered the room, he saw the two 'hugging' each other on the bed.

He turned to Lang Po and asked, "What happened?"

"Someone hanged himself in that room."

"Suicide? Who are you? "

"Not sure."

Ji Yunshu's heart skipped a beat when she heard their conversation. She didn't know why, but whenever she heard about corpses or corpses, her mood would always be inexplicably affected.

It was probably because of his profession.

If such a thing happened in the inn were to spread out, the inn's business would definitely be greatly reduced.

When the shopkeeper arrived, his expression was extremely unsightly. He slapped his thigh and summoned a few assistants.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Get him down!"

The waiters were stunned for a moment before they came forward to help. It took them a lot of effort to get the man down and put him on the ground.

"Out of the way, out of the way!"

A high-pitched voice came from outside the crowd, and a few men with knives walked in.

The leader of the group was a man in his forties. He had a beard and was rather sturdy. He flashed his badge as soon as he entered.

"From the Yuzhou yamen."

This area was indeed part of the Yuzhou region.

The shopkeeper recognized this person and quickly put on a worried expression. He bowed and explained, "Constable Zhang, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with us."

Constable Zhang narrowed his eyes and didn't reply. He was very callous. His eyes swept across the crowd, and the people behind him went forward to check on the dead man.

The corner of the shopkeeper's mouth twitched. He hurriedly explained to the crowd, "I'm sorry, dear guests. Please don't panic."

"A life has already been lost. Your inn is too unlucky."

"No, no, no. Dear guests, our inn is a time-honored one. This person hanged himself in our inn. This … this is also an accident. Dear guests, how about this? Today's fees will be waived. However, I still have to trouble you to be lenient with your words. It wouldn't be good if this matter were to spread out!"

The shopkeeper was throwing caution to the wind.

This was a huge loss, but there was no other way. This century-old inn still had to be preserved!

However, when they heard that they could waive the fees, everyone was quite happy and dispersed.

The shopkeeper broke into a cold sweat and wiped it off with his sleeve.

After one of the bailiffs examined the corpse, he said to Constable Zhang, "There are two strangulation marks on this person's neck. One is parallel to his neck, and the other extends all the way to the back of his ears. Someone must have strangled him to death to create the illusion that he was hanged."

Constable Zhang grunted and pulled the shopkeeper in front of him. He solemnly asked, "Who was the first to see the corpse?"

"Yes …" The shopkeeper thought for a moment and pulled a waiter over. "Who was the first to see the corpse?"

The waiter was still trembling. He gulped and pointed in a direction. "It was the young master who just checked in."

"Bring me to him," said Constable Zhang.

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll bring you there."

The waiter led the way while Constable Zhang and several bailiffs followed behind.

At this moment, Wei Yi was still in a state of shock. He was curled up on the bed and hugging Ji Yunshu.

Ji Yunshu gently patted the back of his hand and comforted him in a low voice.

"Wei Yi, it's alright. Don't be afraid."

"Shu 'er, that person … is he … dead?"

Ji Yunshu didn't answer him, but her expression sank. She turned to look at Jing Rong.

Jing Rong was also looking at her. There was no trace of jealousy in his eyes.

"Constable Zhang, he's here."

The waiter's voice came from the doorway.

Constable Zhang was about to enter, but before he could take a step, he was blocked by Lang Po.

"Who are you?"

"The yamen of Yuzhou is handling a case." Constable Zhang imitated the official's tone.

Ordinary people would naturally cooperate when they heard that it was the yamen, but Lang Po's expression didn't change. He had no intention of stepping aside.

"My young master is inside. No one is allowed to disturb him."

"How dare you obstruct the yamen! Step aside. "

The two glared at each other.

No one was willing to give in.

Jing Rong walked out from the bushes and narrowed his eyes.

When he saw Jing Rong, Constable Zhang was startled by his aura.

His intuition told him that this person wasn't ordinary.

Lang Po stepped aside and respectfully stood beside Jing Rong.

"Yuzhou? That's Lord Liang's jurisdiction. I didn't expect that old man to still be an official! "Jing Rong smirked.

'Old man?'

Constable Zhang's expression froze. He asked the waiter, "Is it him?"

The waiter shook his head.

Only then did Constable Zhang speak to Jing Rong. "Young Master, I don't care whether you have a friendship with our Lord or not. Right now, there is a murder case in this inn. The inn's waiter said that it was discovered by a young master. I don't know if he is inside. Please ask him to come out. I need to ask him some questions."

"It's not convenient." Jing Rong threw these words at him.

"This is a human life. In short, I must take the person away. I must also ask about this matter. Could it be that the young master inside killed the person?"

Jing Rong sneered.

"I already said it's not convenient. If you want to ask, you can. You can ask him tomorrow morning."

At this time, Wei Yi was already scared out of his wits. Why would he ask?

Although Constable Zhang was a calm person, the bailiffs behind him weren't.

They all unsheathed their swords.

Jing Rong's men weren't to be trifled with. They also unsheathed their swords. The two groups of people confronted each other at the entrance.

"Can I have a look at the deceased?"

A delicate woman's voice came out.

Ji Yunshu slowly walked out. Her face was covered by a veil, but it could be seen that her expression was slightly twisted.

Constable Zhang looked at her and sized her up with disdain.

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