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Chapter 757

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Judge a murderer

Just as he lifted Sha Si's hair, he found a silver needle stuck in the top of his head.

Not all of the silver needles had penetrated in, only a small section was exposed.

It glowed under the light of the candlelight.

Jing Rong had also seen it. "This must be the cause of his death."

Ji Yunshu thought for a moment, then nodded.

Then, she pulled out the silver needle bit by bit.

The needle was stained with blood.

"Do you have a small box?

Jing Rong immediately agreed. "Yes!

Lang Po was a man who understood his master. Hearing this, he took out an exquisite little box from somewhere and hurriedly handed it over.

The silver needles were inserted into it.

Ji Yunshu stood up and said, "It was indeed this silver needle that caused Foolish Four's death. It pierced his skull and caused him to bleed from his seven orifices."

Everyone was terrified to hear this.

He felt the back of his head being flipped open, and a gust of cold wind blew in.

His entire body was trembling.

"Could it be … that the murderer is among us?" Someone exclaimed.

Everyone became even more flustered.

The timid ones curled up into a ball.

Those who were more daring could only watch anxiously.

As for those who were afraid of death, they shouted, "If the murderer is really here, then … why are we still here? Run! "

After saying that, the few who were afraid of death prepared to rush out of the ancestral hall.

The next moment —

Jing Rong signaled with his eyes. Two guards immediately blocked the way and closed the door.

"None of you can leave. A life has been lost, and the murderer is most likely among you." Jing Rong said.

The village head trembled as he stepped forward. "But, Prince, what if another life is lost? What should we do?"

"That's why I asked everyone to stay behind to find the murderer and bring him to justice."

"But … who is the murderer?"

Jing Rong didn't know how to answer, so he could only look at Ji Yunshu, who had a grave expression on her face.

With an inquiring gaze.

She held the delicate box and looked at the silver needles inside with a slight frown.

He began to ponder!

Someone in the crowd shouted, "It's Zhang Shoucai. He must have killed Sha Si."

Hmm?

Get attention.

Everyone turned their attention to the young man called Zhang Shoucai.

"When Foolish Four threw stones at his house, he threatened to kill him and feed him to the pigs. I think it must be him."

Zhang Shoucai immediately became the center of attention.

"No … it's not me. I didn't kill anyone. I was just saying it casually. How could I really kill anyone?"

He was really wronged!

His eyes, which were originally filled with fear, were now wide open. He was so nervous that his face was contorted, and beads of sweat were dripping down.

Someone even accused, "You were sitting next to me just now, but when the candle went out, I wanted to grab you, but I don't know where you went."

"I was so shocked that I hid under the table. I'm telling the truth."

"I think it's you."

For a moment, everyone avoided him.

Zhang Shoucai was afraid because he saw a dead person before, but now he was really afraid. What if they really treated him as the murderer and sent him to prison to pay with his life? What should he do then?

Just when all the spearheads were pointed at him —

Ji Yunshu said, "He's not the murderer."

Uproar!

Not Zhang Shoucai?

Pairs of round eyes stared at her.

They waited for her to continue.

She analyzed, "Before the lamp went out, Foolish Four was hiding in this corner, motionless. When he died, he was still sitting in the same place. In the dark, we all squeezed in the opposite direction from Foolish Four. Moreover, there were no footprints around Foolish Four. It's obvious that the murderer killed Foolish Four from a distance. Then, everyone here can be the murderer."

Just as she finished speaking, someone interrupted, "Then why do you still say that Zhang Shoucai isn't the murderer?"

"This one hasn't finished."

She raised the brocade box in her hand and continued, "The top of a person's skull is soft because it isn't completely closed in childhood. As they grow older, it becomes more solid. The murder weapon is a silver needle, not a sharp knife. It's certainly not an easy task to stab it into the top of a young person's skull, unless the murderer is very strong, or … he's a martial artist. But the most important thing is that the murderer was able to accurately stab the needle into Foolish Four's skull while being far away from the victim. It's obvious that the murderer is skilled in martial arts. But this Zhang Shoucai, I saw that he was weak and his limbs were unstable. How could he be a martial artist? He's more like a medicine jar. "

Oh!

So —

The murderer was someone who knew martial arts.

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhang Shoucai finally let out a long sigh of relief. He felt as if he had taken a trip to the gates of hell.

However, Village Chief Zhang hurriedly said, "But Young Master, the few people in our village with great strength are not here, and none of them know martial arts. The murderer is definitely not from our village, but …" He looked at the people who came from the capital with a meaningful look.

After all, they were the ones who knew martial arts.

Jing Rong reacted quickly and said, "Village Head, this Prince's people wouldn't do such a thing."

Jing Yi was infuriated when he said that.

He slammed the table and questioned, "So you're saying that it was my people who did it?"

Jing Rong said with hostility.

"I don't know whether it was or not. I can only guarantee that my people didn't do it."

"You really have the guts to say that." Jing Yi sneered and walked over. He stretched out a hand and pointed at each of Jing Rong's men. "You can guarantee that your men aren't the culprit, and I can guarantee that mine aren't. However, in my opinion, everyone under your command is a suspect, including you."

He poked Jing Rong's chest with his finger.

It was ruthless.

In the next moment, Jing Rong grabbed his wrist and flung it.

He didn't hold back.

"Jing Yi, if your men were truly innocent, they wouldn't have been accused of murder just because I said a few words. But if the victim was really killed by one of your men, I can guarantee that the Ministry of Justice's prison is waiting for him."

"You …"

The two of them confronted each other again.

Neither of them wanted to back down.

Seeing this, the Capital Governor hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded, "Your Highnesses, please calm down, calm down …"

In fact, he was trembling with fear.

What if he vented his anger on him?

He hurriedly said, "Your Highnesses, why do you have to fight over this matter? This lowly official will report this murder case to the Supreme Court, and they will send someone to take over. "

He was trying to smooth things over.

Jing Rong and Jing Yi also took a step back.

They knew that there would be no conclusion to this argument.

Then, the Capital Governor ran to Ji Yunshu's side and asked, "Teacher, why don't you continue to investigate the Dried Well Case and leave this murder case to the Supreme Court?"

"Mn."

She nodded.



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