Yipin County Magistrate: Start with invincibility

Chapter 258 Buying Charcoal for Fingerprint Extraction
"Wh, what's the question? You ask!"

Qin Feng asked: "What does your father do for a living?"

The stupid boy curled his lips, looked around, and replied dejectedly: "Making a living? My family is poor, so there is no way to make a living... Apart from farming, my father can't do anything else."

"That's it... Your father is a farmer, how can he save so much money?"

Qin Feng said.

The stupid boy reacted very violently, and argued: "You are talking nonsense, this money must be earned by my father selling fertilizer!"

"Selling fertilizer? What kind of fertilizer? Selling the kind you burned the prison door today? Who did you sell it to? Tell me!"

Qin Feng hurriedly grabbed the boy's wrist and asked eagerly.

The stupid boy was caught in pain, and he grinned and said, "How would I know? All I know is that he was sold to a juggler!"

"A juggler?"

"Yes... my father made several kinds of fertilizers, and the one that burned the prison door was one of them. At the earliest time, he also made a kind of fertilizer, which could also catch fire, but the fire was faint green, just like It’s like a will-o’-the-wisp. I was scared when I saw it at the time, but my father wasn’t scared, and he also said that this thing can make a lot of money. I didn’t believe it at the time, but now…”

He stared at the money in the wine jar, unable to move his eyes away, and murmured: "Anyway, this is the money my father left me. He must have saved it for me to marry a wife. You can't take it." Walk!"

Phosphorous fire is white with a greenish tint, and the father of this stupid kid who is emotional has not only fiddled with white phosphorus, but may have also fiddled with other isotopes of phosphorus.

Talent, it's a pity that he died, otherwise Qin Feng would definitely take this person under his command, even if he was disabled.

It is really rare for someone who can devote himself to chemical research in this era—although he may not know that he is conducting chemical research...

But selling to jugglers is naturally not the answer Qin Feng wanted.

Qin Feng shook his head lightly: "Except for jugglers? Has your father seen anyone these days?"

"If you want to figure it out, just tell me, this information is useful to me."

"This……"

The stunned boy frowned in thought, and slowly shook his head.

Father and son live together, and it is impossible for the son to know nothing about it.

Qin Feng saw that the dumb boy looked different, so he made a gesture to take the wine jar away: "If you can't figure it out, then I will take this silver back to the yamen."

"You—you wait, let me think about it..."

The stupid boy knocked on his forehead a few times, and finally suddenly realized, opened his eyes and said: "I remembered!"

"Although I haven't seen it, I heard my father talk to a government servant, saying that there is a big buyer who wants to buy our Baihua fertilizer. It's mysterious. That day, in order to meet the lord, he specially put I was kicked out of the house and taught me to stay outside all night. It turns out...he sold it for so much money."

"Master? My lord? Are they two different people?"

This information is critical and must not go wrong.

The stupid boy shook his head and said, "I've been kicked out, how do I know whether it's two people or one person? That's all I know."

"My lord, please return the silver to me...it was left to me by my father."

The stupid boy couldn't grab it, so he begged with a sad face, and changed his name from calling him a dog officer to an adult.

Qin Feng curled his lips and asked Wan Kunming: "Do you still have any silver with you?"

"There are only a little more than 100 taels left, and the rest are stored at Blacksmith Wei."

Wan Kunming replied.

"Give it all to him."

After Qin Feng finished his orders, he turned his head and said to the stupid kid: "I'll give you 100 taels, don't think it's too little. Save some, it'll be enough for you to eat and drink for more than ten years."

"Don't even think about this pot of money. First, this money is stolen money, it's stolen money, and you can't spend it if you leave it to you. If you dare to spend it, the government will arrest you and put you in jail."

"Secondly, these silver coins are the physical evidence of these recent murder cases, and I still rely on these silver coins to try and arrest the murderers."

"So these can't be left to you, understand?"

The stupid boy took the 100 taels of silver, but he was not very happy, pouted and stared without saying a word.

Qin Feng can understand that no one will be happy if someone exchanges 100 taels for 500 taels.

But he really needs this jar of silver.

The person I met just now in the yamen uniform, although I don't know if it is Chen Butou, but at least he is also a member of the magistrate's yamen.

The range of suspects was suddenly narrowed down a lot.

And the suspect bought white phosphorus from the foolish boy's father, so there must be fingerprints on the silver!

If there is still no progress in this case today, we can only use a stupid method to collect fingerprints from everyone in the magistrate's office overnight, and compare them with the fingerprints on the silver one by one!

The workload must be heavy, but the murderer will definitely be found!

This pot of silver is simply the biggest harvest of the investigation in the past two days!

Qin Feng was holding the wine jar and making plans for the next step when he saw Ling Chong walking in from the door.

"Master Qin."

"How did you come?"

Qin Feng took a look at Ling Chong. Didn't the cowardly magistrate let him stand by?
"Master Zhifu sent me to take a look. By the way, I will tell you that the Lord has already decided to allow Lord to go to the bank to investigate."

"Great. Did you bring a guy or two?"

"No, but there is a yamen servant at the door, what orders do you have?"

Qin Feng pointed to the corpse on the ground, and said to Ling Chong: "This person's corpse is related to the murder case, so ask someone to carry it back to the Yamen morgue."

Ling Chong had seen the dead man on the ground a long time ago, but because of his personality, he didn't ask any further questions, and just nodded in agreement.

"Ling Chong, is there a charcoal shop in Bencheng Mansion?"

"Of course there is, it's just..."

Ling Chong pointed the direction to Qin Feng, and Qin Feng called Wan Kunming to leave.

Following Ling Chong's instructions, the two found the charcoal shop.

"My lord, what are we doing here? If you want charcoal...there should be some in the yamen, why bother to buy it yourself?"

"Don't want carbon, but toner. This official is of great use."

"What's the use of toner?"

"It's very useful, you just have to wait and see."

This shop selling charcoal, the business is quite hot, and it is quite well-behaved. When I come to buy charcoal, I have to wait in line.

It's just that Qin Feng is wearing an official uniform, which is very eye-catching. The charcoal seller is a middle-aged man with good eyesight, so he came out from a long distance: "My lord, this is you, come to buy charcoal?"

"Not buying charcoal, just want some toner."

Qin Feng pointed to the powder on the ground.

The boss suddenly breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved from a heavy burden: "Huh... how can the adults come here in person for such a trivial matter? It scares the villain."

"If you're just selling your charcoal according to your duties, what's there to be afraid of? You, the boss, don't you have a guilty conscience and do something bad to make a living?"

Qin Feng said something casually.

But the boss hastily defended: "Oh, sir, don't wrong the villain anymore."

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(End of this chapter)