Everyone Wants to Beat the Street Rat
Mo Ruo was seething with anger at the boy's teasing.
He reprimanded, "No one will think you're mute if you don't speak."
"But what I said was … the truth." The boy's voice became softer and softer as he shrunk his head.
"Say it again!"
Shut up!
Mo Ruo was angry that his thoughts had been seen through by a little boy.
He might as well …
He asked the boy to fetch a pot of wine so that he could have a good night's sleep after drinking.
Soon, the wine was brought.
As soon as he put it down, the boy noticed an ant crawling on the bamboo table.
"Eh? Master, why are there ants here? "
Ants?
Mo Ruo took a look. There really were ants!
The bamboo tables in Yuhua Pavillion were all fumigated with medicinal herbs. If there weren't any sweet substances, there wouldn't be ants.
He began to search for the source.
He was startled.
"Master, look, there are ants at the corner of the table." The boy pointed.
Sure enough, at the edge of the table, there were densely packed ants crawling on the edge of the table.
It was disgusting.
Mo Ruo's sharp eyes saw a small black object being 'visited' by a large number of ants.
Could this be … the thing Ji Yunshu gave him to see what kind of medicinal herb it was?
He directly swept the ants away and held the black object in his palm as if he had obtained some kind of treasure.
Then, he carried the object to the research room.
The boy shouted behind him, "Master, what should we do with these ants?"
"Shutters!"
Shutters?
That's right, shutters can repel ants.
The boy then eagerly went down to the attic to retrieve the shutters.
That night, Mo Ruo stayed in his room to study the black object.
Until dawn.
As soon as the rooster crowed, he left Yuhua Pavillion and rode towards the Rong Estate.
The people in the Rong Estate didn't sleep the whole night either.
They were all waiting for news!
When Mo Ruo reached the door, he almost bumped into Lang Po.
"Young Master Mo, why are you here?"
"I'm looking for Teacher Ji."
Lang Po grunted, "Then let's go in together."
He seemed to be in a hurry.
It seemed that he had gained a lot from his trip to Zhang Family Village.
Mo Ruo nodded.
The two entered together.
In the main hall, Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu waited for the whole night.
He had only been waiting for Lang Po, but he hadn't expected Mo Ruo to come as well.
As soon as they entered, Lang Po reported the results of his investigation, "According to Sir's instructions, we have pieced the broken pedestal of the Buddha back together. The shape of the pedestal is square and it is indeed hollow inside. It just so happens that it is connected to the dry well below. There is no mechanism at all, and one side of the pedestal can be pushed open with just a push. It's just that the people of Zhang Family Village don't know about this, so no one touched it. However, the murderer must have a deep understanding of the Buddha, so he used this knowledge to throw the deceased into the dry well. I also went to look for Old Zhang, but he disappeared the day Zhang Daqi was taken away by Prince Yi.
Hmm?
He handed over a piece of silver and explained, "This was pried from Old Zhang's wheelchair."
Ji Yunshu took it and saw that it was a square piece of silver.
Very light!
Very small!
She frowned and said, "At that time, outside the Zhang Family Village's ancestral hall, when Zhang Daqi pushed Old Zhang in, I saw a square light flash in front of me. It should be metal or something like an iron plate, but Zhang Daqi and Old Zhang didn't have any metal plates on them. Only the handle of the wheelchair had one. Later, when the lights in the ancestral hall went out, I saw the light again, but Old Zhang had already been pushed inside to rest. The wheelchair was not outside, so where did the light come from? Unless … "
Jing Rong finished her sentence, "Unless, when the lights went out, Old Zhang came out in his wheelchair and killed Sha Si with a silver needle."
Ah!
The murderer, was it really Old Zhang?
Everyone present was shocked.
Ji Yunshu's expression darkened, and she continued, "When Old Zhang killed, Zhang Daqi was beside him, so when I asked him if the person was from Zhang Family Village, he became so agitated. It's obvious that the person he wanted to protect was his father."
"But we don't have any direct evidence."
Mo Ruo, who had been silent at the side, spoke up, "I think … I do."
Everyone's eyes turned to him.
He took out the black substance unhurriedly.
"This is …" Ji Yunshu was shocked.
"Yes, it's what you sent. I've tested it, and it's called black chestnut. It's mixed with sticky sugar and white wine, and it gives off a garlic smell. It's specifically used to treat skeletal scurvy. This kind of medicine is usually applied on a person's arm. If it's exposed to the sun, it will attract ants."
Skeletal scurvy?
"Skeletal scurvy? On the wrist? Garlic? " Ji Yunshu muttered. She finally understood, "Yes, I've smelled that kind of smell on Old Zhang's body. Come to think of it, he must be suffering from skeletal scurvy. That's why he applied this medicine on his arm. That's why when he stabbed Gao Meng's chest with the dagger, the medicine on his arm landed on the inside of Gao Meng's ear. Now, as long as we find him and prove that he really applied this medicine on his arm, everything will come to light."
The clouds gradually parted.
But …
Jing Rong had doubts in his heart, "There's one thing I don't understand. If the murderer was really Old Zhang, why was there Zhang Daqi's blood on that stone?"
This …
"I know!"
A voice came from outside.
Hearing the voice, Jing Rong saw Tang Si.
She rushed in excitedly, her forehead beaded with sweat. She gulped down her saliva, picked up a cup of tea, and gulped it down.
"I know, I know why Old Zhang wanted to kill, and why there was Zhang Daqi's blood on that stone."
Her voice was very loud …
At this moment, the Ministry of Justice was using a prison cart to escort Zhang Daqi to the 'Caishikou'.
They happened to pass by the busiest street in the capital.
The Dried Well Case had caused an uproar in the capital, and many people had been panicking for a while. Now that the murderer had been found, they were relieved and angry at the same time. They rushed over with baskets full of cabbages and eggs.
The whole street was so crowded that not even a drop of water could trickle through.
"He should be killed."
"Hacked to pieces."
"Beat him to death, beat him to death …"
…
Many people cursed and threw eggs and rotten cabbages at Zhang Daqi, who was in the prison cart.
Zhang Daqi didn't have the slightest desire to live. He was stuck on the cart like a pile of mud.
He didn't even bother to apply the ointment Ji Yunshu gave him, so the wounds all over his body were still bleeding profusely. His head, face, and body were also covered with broken eggs and rotten cabbages.
He was in a very sorry state.
As the saying goes, the rat on the street is hated by everyone. This was probably him.
Surrounded by countless condemnations and curses, eggs, and cabbages, the prison cart arrived at the Caishikou.
He was dragged to the execution platform. His hands were tied, and he was forced to kneel on the ground.
The executioner was topless, carrying a broadsword. He had been prepared for a long time.
The executioner raised his head and looked at the sky. Seeing that it was about time, he took out the arrow token from the tube.
He waved his hand.
The arrow token was thrown heavily on the ground.
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