Just as Zhao Quanzhi was about to put the yellow pouch into the hole he had dug —
A flurry of footsteps came from all directions, and a powerful aura surrounded him from all directions.
His hand paused and he raised his head. He saw many elite soldiers from the Supreme Court rushing out from nearby.
In less than three seconds, they surrounded him.
"Capture him!"
The elite soldiers dispersed, creating a small path. Huang Dali, dressed in official robes, walked out majestically. His eyebrows were like sharp swords that pierced into his crown.
Zhao Quanzhi's hand trembled, and the yellow pouch fell into the hole he had dug.
At the same time, two elite soldiers captured him.
He struggled with a stunned expression, "You … what are you doing? Let me go! "
He did not struggle free!
Huang Dali walked over, the majesty in his eyes clear for all to see.
"Lord Huang, what is the meaning of this? Why are you capturing me? "Zhao Quanzhi was furious.
However, Huang Dali did not respond to him. His gaze fell on the yellow pouch that had fallen into the hole, and he bent down to pick it up.
Seeing this, Zhao Quanzhi's forehead was covered in sweat. His back tensed, and he prepared to snatch the pouch back, but his body was firmly held.
He could not move!
"Return the pouch to me!"
Huang Dali's eyes narrowed, "Young Master Zhao, is this pouch yours?"
"Of course it's mine!"
"Then why did you bury it?"
"I don't think I need to tell Huang Dali what to do with my pouch! Do I have to be captured just because I buried it? "Zhao Quanzhi's words were reasonable.
"Young Master Zhao, you should ask yourself why this official wants to capture you."
"You … what do you mean?"
"Take him away!" Huang Dali ordered.
Not long after —
Zhao Quanzhi was escorted to the main hall of the manor.
Huang Dali immediately sent someone to inform the others. Soon, Official Li, Marquis of Kangding, Minister Zhu, Minister Wang, and Wen Cong arrived. Of course, Su Ziluo and the Wen brothers were also present.
Even those who were staying in the villa came over to watch the show.
They wanted to know what was going on.
Zhao Quanzhi was still held by two elite soldiers, unable to move. His face was red. He was humiliated in front of so many people, and he was too ashamed to show his face!
The surrounding people began to discuss.
All sorts of conjectures!
Lord Li looked at the situation in front of him and didn't understand what was going on. He asked Huang Dali, "Official Huang, what's going on?"
Huang Dali cupped his hands at him and replied, "Master Li, I am looking for the murderer."
Marquis Kang said anxiously, "Murderer? So this matter is related to Young Master Zhao? "
"Marquis, don't be anxious."
"How can I not be anxious? Shi Yan is still locked up!"
How could he not be anxious when his son was thought to be the murderer?
He was about to go crazy from anxiety!
Huang Dali did not explain much, but waved his hand at the two elite soldiers and ordered, "Let go."
Two of the elite soldiers released Zhao Quan. Zhao Quanzhi's arm was sore from being grabbed, and he twisted it a few times with all his might. As his shoulders shook, he patted his wide sleeves forcefully. He flew into a rage as he looked at the crowd, his heart filled with rage. In the end, his sharp gaze landed on Huang Dali, and he questioned,
Lord Huang, what are you trying to do by arresting people like this? "
Actually, the bystanders did not understand either!
Huang Dali said unhurriedly, "Zhao Quanzhi, I always do things properly. If there is no sufficient reason, I will naturally not randomly arrest people."
"Reason? Ridiculous! "
"Up to this point, you still won't admit that you killed Wang Huai?"
Uh!
When these words came out, everyone was shocked!
They began to discuss, "It was Zhao Quanzhi who killed him?"
"Lord Huang has been handling cases for many years and has never wrongly accused anyone. This is the truth!"
"How could this be? He even said that he was defending the Crown Prince. How did he become the murderer in the blink of an eye? "
"Let's hear what he has to say first."
Zhao Quanzhi's expression changed greatly, and a trace of fear instantly appeared on his face. He immediately suppressed it and retorted with a trembling voice, "Don't slander me! I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill Wang Huai either. Lord Huang, to catch a thief, one must have evidence.
You said in front of so many people that I killed Wang Huai. This is a blatant false accusation. Do you still want to keep your official position? "
There was a warning in his words!
A threat!
Huang Dali remained calm and unhurried, completely unaffected by the threat in his words. He took out the yellow bag in his hand, opened it in front of everyone, and took out a pouch from it!
When he saw the pouch, Zhao Quanzhi was instantly speechless.
A trace of nervousness flashed across his face.
However, his rationality told him that he had to remain calm!
Otherwise, he would definitely die!
Everyone looked at the pouch in Huang Dali's hand, not knowing what he was talking about. The pouch was very small. It was woven from dark blue and alternating red and white cloth. The sewing was very exquisite, and there was a pattern embroidered on it. On the pattern, there were a few white auspicious clouds and a few colorful flowers clustered together. It was very beautiful, but because the pouch had been made for too long, it was inevitable that it was worn out.
Fortunately, it was well preserved. Huang Dali took the pouch and walked in front of Zhao Quanzhi, saying, "Do you know what this is?"
Huang Dali took the pouch and walked in front of Zhao Quanzhi, saying, "Do you know what this thing is?"
"It's just a pouch." Then, Huang Dali took out a white handkerchief and showed it to him. There was a blood-colored pattern on the handkerchief. "The blood pattern on this handkerchief was found in the rockery, and this pattern is exactly the same as the pattern on this purse. In other words, someone brought this purse to the crime scene, and the purse was stained with blood. It was reflected on the rockery and left this pattern. You just said that this purse is yours, so it can be seen that when Wang Huai died that night, you were the one who took this purse to the crime scene."
He was at the scene. "
"Don't slander me!"
"Then how do you explain it?"
"I …" Zhao Quan felt as though there was a fishbone stuck in his throat.
Luo Yang, who had been hiding in the crowd all this time, suddenly jumped out with a proud smile on his face. "Young Master Zhao, you still won't admit it even at a time like this! Now that you're caught red-handed, even if you want to explain, you won't be able to. "
Zhao Quan was surprised. "It's you?" "That's right, it's me!" Luo Yang walked in front of him and pointed at the handkerchief in Huang Dali's hand. "I gave this handkerchief to Lord Huang, and I was also the one who asked Lord Huang to help me put on this show. I said that I could find the murderer, but he had to say in front of you that he found evidence in the rockery. You would definitely be anxious and afraid when you heard it, and you would definitely want to know what it was. Then, I will give you a message and deliberately say that the thing found in the rockery is a pouch. You will feel guilty and run back to check if the pouch is lost. Although it is not lost, you will be very afraid. You are worried that someone will really find the pouch, so you will definitely destroy the pouch! But … I don't know why.
Instead, you ran to bury it! But … I don't know why you didn't use a scissor to cut it or burn it. Instead, you ran to bury it!
Luo Yang was deeply confused.
If it were him, he would have destroyed the pouch immediately.
But it was enough to prove that the pouch was very important to Zhao Quan, so important that he didn't want to throw it away or destroy it even though it was so old!
After Zhao Quan heard his words, his face stiffened, and he came to a sudden realization. "You … dare to trick me?"
"If I didn't trick you, how would I catch a big fish like you?"
"Shameless disciple!"
"Extreme times call for extreme measures!" Luo Yang said forcefully. "Hmph! So what if that's the case? Do you think that burying a pouch makes me a murderer? " Zhao Quan was still struggling. He looked at the pouch in Huang Dali's hand and said, "The pattern on the handkerchief is so blurry. Although it looks similar to the pattern on this pouch, it doesn't mean that it was printed on this pouch! Moreover, this pouch was clearly clean and didn't have a single drop of blood on it. I was just bored and wanted to bury this pouch. That's not illegal, right? Just based on this alone …
Just based on this, you've determined that I'm Wang Huai's murderer. Who would be convinced if this spread? "
Huang Dali said, "You still won't admit it?"
"I didn't kill anyone. What do I have to admit?"
He was stubborn until the end!
He refused to admit it no matter what.
And just based on this, it was indeed not enough to prove that he was the murderer.
Just when he thought that he had the upper hand, a voice came from outside.
"I can prove that there are bloodstains on this pouch!"
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