The Wound on His Head
Lin Shu finally decided to let go of the stone in his heart.
He panted slightly, "Yes, on the night of the 12th, I did bump into Guo He, but not at the back of the mountain, but at the corridor of the West Court. I had just returned from the toilet and saw him drinking alone in the corridor. Although we are usually on good terms, I don't like to drink, and I hate the smell of alcohol even more. So I ignored him at that time, but when he saw me, he insisted on drinking with me. I didn't agree, so I pushed him. He had a bad temper to begin with, and after drinking a little, he angrily hit me with a wine bottle. Because of this, the wine spilled on me, and the string of chestnut beads on my hand was broken by the wine bottle. My hand was also injured, and the blood stained the wine bottle. Moreover, he insulted me, saying that I was not in a hurry to kill him, and that I would definitely fail the court examinations. I was enraged by him, and so I punched him a few times. At that time, his head was indeed bleeding and he fell to the ground, but he was completely fine and could still sit up on his own. So I picked up the chestnut beads and left. That's what happened. I didn't lie. When I left, he was still alive."
The more he spoke, the more agitated he became.
It didn't seem like he was lying!
"The reason why I didn't say it was because... because I really hit him. I was afraid that if I said it, with the blood on the chestnut beads and the wine bottle, you would all think that I was the murderer. You would definitely send me to the magistrate, and I wouldn't be able to explain myself. I was really afraid, so I didn't say it." He looked at Ji Yunshu, "Teacher Ji, everything I've said is the truth. You must believe me."
Ji Yunshu asked, "Then, do you have any evidence?"
He shook his head, "At that time, everyone was studying in the school, and there was no one else in the corridor. It was just me and him, and I didn't tell anyone about it."
In other words, there was no witness, and no evidence!
At this moment, Ji Yunshu didn't know whether she should believe him or not.
After hearing this, Lu Hu's ferocious expression did not diminish in the slightest.
"Lin Shu, how dare you quibble!"
"I'm not quibbling. What I said is true. I only hit Guo He, but I didn't kill him. When I left, he wasn't dead at all. He was crawling up from the ground. I thought that he would naturally go back after he sobered up."
"Whether it's true or not, we'll know when we get to the yamen." Lu Hu was determined to bring Lin Shu back to the yamen for trial. He shouted, "Guards, take him away and the skeleton as well."
The two officials responded and dragged Lin Shu from the hands of his two schoolmates and lifted him up.
Another officer walked over to the skeleton and lifted the white cloth covering it.
The moment the white cloth was lifted, the stench from the bones assaulted his nostrils, causing the man to frown.
It was simply too smelly!
He pinched his nose and prepared to use the cloth to wrap the skeleton and take it away, but Ji Yunshu immediately stopped him.
She stepped forward. "There's something fishy going on. We can't touch this skeleton."
"Get out of the way!"
The man pushed her. She was weak, so how could she resist the strength of the officer? She immediately staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The man was like a roadside peddler who had seen a city enforcement officer. He pulled all the bones together and wrapped them up in a bag.
His movements were very rough, but very smooth.
The skeleton was messily piled up one by one. The officer wrapped it in a cloth and lifted it from the table. However, because the binding was too loose, the head suddenly 'drilled' out.
It fell to the ground!
Thud!
The head rolled a few times on the ground and landed in front of Ji Yunshu's feet.
Coincidentally, the back of the head was facing upwards. Ji Yunshu looked down and saw a small dent at the back of the head.
Ah!
Her eyes narrowed.
The officer bent down to pick it up, but he was one step slower than Ji Yunshu.
She picked up the head and held it in her hands. Her eyes stared at the wound on the head, and doubts arose in her heart.
She had noticed this wound before.
She had been suspicious at that time!
Her heart was like the sea, rolling up huge waves from her chest to her brain bit by bit.
A buzzing sound woke her up.
"Give it to me!" The officer stretched out his hand and asked for the head.
However, she refused to let go. With a solemn expression, she walked to Lin Shu with her head in her arms and asked solemnly, "Let me ask you, when you were in love with him, did you hit his head? In other words, did he hurt his head at that time?"
Huh?
Lin Shu didn't know why she suddenly asked this. However, at this critical moment, he put aside all personal grudges and tried to recall the scene at that time. He frowned deeply and finally shook his head. "No, I didn't hit his head, and he didn't knock his head. I only remember that I only punched his stomach, shoulder, and face a few times. After that, I hit him until he fell to the ground, but I didn't hit his head at that time."
Ji Yunshu nodded and pondered.
She muttered, "If you didn't hit his head at that time, and he didn't knock his head, then where did the wound on his head come from?"
Her voice was very soft.
She looked at the small dent and tried hard to think. She tried her best to think.
Suddenly …
His eyes brightened as he realized something. "I know."
Then, she ran towards the back of the mountain with the head in her arms.
Everyone present was stunned.
What's going on?
Lu Hu hurriedly led his men and chased after her. The scholars also chased after her.
They wanted to find out what was going on.
… …
On the other side.
Lang Po stood respectfully outside the door and glanced at Jing Rong, who was sipping tea inside the room.
Then, he reported everything that had happened in the backyard without missing a single word.
Jing Rong listened while sipping his tea leisurely.
From time to time, he nodded.
"Your Highness, Teacher Ji is now carrying the head to the back of the mountain. I don't know why, but he seems to be in a hurry. Does Your Highness want to go and take a look?"
He ignored Lang Po's words and said, "The tea from Mingshan Academy is good, but it can't be compared to the tea prepared by Liu Qingping."
"Your Highness …"
"Alright, this prince understands."
"Then, is Your Highness really not going? This subordinate knows that those officers from the Bingjing yamen are not to be trifled with. I'm worried that Teacher Ji won't be able to handle it. "
She won't be able to handle it?
Jing Rong smiled. "Others might not be able to handle it, but she definitely can."
Come to think of it, that's true!
Lang Po pursed his lips and didn't say anything else.
After Jing Rong finished the cup of tea in his hand, he stood up and walked out of the room with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Where is Miss Tang?"
"Ziran said that he has already left her with Young Master Mo."
"Let him continue to watch over Miss Tang. Don't let her go to the back of the mountain, lest she causes trouble again."
"Yes!"
Jing Rong smiled. "Let's go to the back of the mountain and see how that little lass will catch the murderer."
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