仵作daily [traveling]

"You didn't steal it? Could it be that it flew over!"

"I only saw it when I was exercising in the backyard. Besides, I own a rice shop, and I still have enough money to feed my family. Why steal your chickens?"

The other person exploded immediately, and he was furious, wishing to punish the rice merchant on the spot.

"You kicked your nose in the face! My chicken ran to your backyard. If it wasn't you, could it be someone else?"

"Hmph, my rice is gone, maybe you stole my rice, then hid your own chicken, trying to get something from me."

"This is obviously a good thing you did!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the hall servant rolled his eyes and pulled them away.

"No noise here—"

Being yelled at by the hall servant, the two were a little scared, so they had to stay away.

"I'm not arguing with you. My lord and my lord should seek out the magistrate so that he can uphold justice for me."

The chicken farmer bowed deeply to the servant and looked at him expectantly.

"Yesterday, the county magistrate and Wang Tutou went to Linshui County to do business, and we won't be back until about [-]:[-] today."

Judging from the dialogue and appearance characteristics, the two have clear occupations, one is a rice merchant, the other is a chicken farmer, and one is fat and the other is thin, one is rich and the other is poor.

At this time, a man dressed as a policeman suddenly appeared.

"Hey, my lord, I will give this chicken to the merchant in the next few days. I agreed a few months ago, I can't wait that long!" The chicken farmer's facial features were wrinkled together, like sesame balls on a chopping board.

The policeman didn't make a sound, but showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

"My lord, is there no one in the county government who can help Xiaomin?"

The policeman just wanted to veto, but he saw Du Si who was acting as a melon-eating crowd, and said instead.

"It's not that there is no... The assistant behind you is helping the magistrate."

When the chicken farmer and the rice merchant heard something interesting, they hurriedly turned around, only to see a fair and innocent boy and child.

Du Heng straightened his chest, trying not to appear so small.

"Aren't you teasing Xiaomin, my lord?"

Du Heng's smile froze on his face, he looked at the calm Du Si, holding back his voice.

"Will I still lie to you? This is a magistrate hand-picked by the magistrate, and he is very capable."

The chicken farmer looked at Dusi again, and managed to persuade himself not to pay too much attention to his age.

Du Si didn't care about these irony at all. When he saw the intriguing expression on the policeman's face, he expected this to happen.

"But my lord...this job is not about dealing with the dead, it's about our living..." The chicken farmer's pause was self-evident.

Du Si curled his lips, whoever stipulated that he would not be able to solve the case.

"The county magistrate and the head catcher are not here, and now the only one in the yamen, Mr. Wu Zuo, can uphold justice for you." The catcher said sternly.

He was not wrong. In this dynasty, the position of a scorpion was higher than that of general yamen servants and fast catchers, and lower than that of a catcher. This theft is one of them.

"Then... I will trouble my lords." The rice merchant suddenly said.

As expected of a businessman, his speech is decent, Du Si couldn't help but look at the rice merchant a few more times.

"My lord, I have worked so hard to support my family with chickens. I woke up early this morning, and all the chickens were gone! After searching around, I finally found four at Zhao Si's next door. My lord, you must uphold justice for me! "

The chicken farmer spit out this long series of words fluently, without even taking a breath. After speaking, he knelt down to Du Si.

Du Si's goosebumps were aroused by this long and emotional speech, and he quickly helped the chicken farmer.

"Um... hurry up please, I, I will do my best." Du Si stumbled.

The chicken farmer looked at him with tears in his eyes and thanked him non-stop. Du Si didn't know what to say for a while, and the scene quickly fell into embarrassment.

"Yes, it's not too late. Let's go to your house quickly and get back the stolen chicken." Du Si said seriously, pretending to be serious.

As soon as the chicken farmer agreed, he began to lead the way for Du Si, rice merchant and Du Heng followed, and the catcher... also followed.

"My lord, can you do it?" Du Heng was a little worried.

"How will you know if you don't try it?"

"Ah? In case son..."

"We'll talk about it later." Du Si waved his hand.

The protagonist of the incident lives in the north of the city, and they walked for a long time before arriving at their residence.

"My lord, this is Xiaomin's house." The chicken farmer bowed to Du Si and said.

Du Si looked at the mud wall in front of him, and then at the brick-built house next door, lamenting the gap between rich and poor in ancient times.

The wall surrounded by ordinary people is about 1.8 meters. In modern times, a tall man can be pulled over on the street.

The nutrition of ancient people has not kept up, and the general height is low, and Du Si is no exception, with slender bones and a small one from a distance.

"What...what's your name?" Du Si asked.

"My name is Li San, and he is Zhao Si." Li San said politely.

"Can I go inside and have a look?"

"Sir, please come in."

Du Si entered Li San's house first, just as he imagined, Li San's house was very simple, the ground was full of chicken feathers, a few simple chicken sheds stood alone in the corner, and the sheds were empty except for the chicken feathers.

"When Xiaomin woke up, all the chickens were gone."

Li San had a mournful and ashen complexion.

Du Si glanced into the room, the floor was clean, and the furniture was shabby but clean. When his eyes touched his old mother lying on the bed, he couldn't help feeling pity.

"My father died early, and there is only such an old mother, with a wife and children at home. Now that the chicken is lost, our family can't survive." Li San didn't yell, but his eyes were full of despair.

"..." Du Si felt for the first time that he was carrying such a heavy burden, and he regretted that he had agreed to be arrested so decisively.

"My lord, there is a hole here!" Du Heng shouted.

Several people rushed over immediately.

It turned out that there was a small hole about two feet high in the wall separating the rice merchant, just enough for a dog to pass through.

And the broken rice grains started from the entrance of the cave to the chicken shed, and there were also some broken rice on the ground in the yard. This should be the reason why Li San sued Zhao Si.

Du Si squatted down and picked up the white rice in the chicken shed.

"My lord, this is the evidence of Zhao Si's theft!" Li San glared at Zhao Si and gritted his teeth.

"I still have evidence that you stole my rice."

"Stop arguing—" the policeman stood between the two of them.

"My lord, what did you find?" Du Heng squatted down.

Du Si put the rice grains on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, a faint smell of wine came to his nostrils.

"The smell of wine..."

"What is the taste?"

Du Si stood up and walked in front of the rice merchant. Du Heng behind him also followed Du Si's example by twisting the rice and putting it under his nose to smell it.

"Mr. Zhao Si, are you in the food business?" Du Si asked.

"Back to the adults, the villain has a rice shop connected to the rice warehouse, which is next door."

"What is this hole for?" Du Si pointed to the hole.

"My lord doesn't know that the ground in the north of the city is low-lying and uneven. During the rainy season, the courtyard is flooded, so a hole is made in the wall to dredge the accumulated water."

Du Si looked around and found a lot of wood piled up in a corner of the courtyard. He stepped on it curiously, and he could just look down at the drainage channel outside the wall—and the rice warehouse of Zhao Si's family.

"My lord, look at the top of the wall and the drainage channel, but there is a lot of white rice, that is the trace of Zhao Si's catching my chicken!"

Du Si nodded. There were indeed a lot of rice. When he moved his feet, some stones were crushed on the soles of his shoes. When he looked up, it was white rice with some fluffy things mixed in it.

"Hey, isn't this a chicken feather?" Du Heng asked doubtfully from the side.

When Du Si turned his gaze, he saw a pair of cloth shoes outside the house. He picked it up curiously to check, and saw that the soles of the shoes were full of chicken feathers.

The toe of the shoe was facing the house, Du Si understood and returned the shoe to its original place.

At this time, Li San broke through the shackles and rushed to Du Si.

"My lord, Zhao Si took away eighteen chickens from my family with rice hooks from the drainage hole last night. Although I am poor and can only use an unlocked chicken coop, I can't steal all my chickens away! You must uphold justice for me !"

Li San narrowed his eyes, and actually shed two lines of tears.

"Justice is in the hearts of the people, and the county magistrate will come back tomorrow." The policeman patted Li San on the shoulder and comforted him.

"I am also a victim... My rice jar has been scooped to the bottom."

Zhao Si felt wronged, he also lost a lot in this case,

After thinking about it for a while, Du Si decided to go to Zhao Si's house to have a look. Unexpectedly, as soon as they left Li San's house, they were besieged tightly.

"My lord, have you found out who it is?"

"Be sure to give him a good meal!"

Everyone was worried about their parents and paid close attention to this theft.

"Everyone back up, back up—"

A few police officers were mixed in the crowd, and their yelling was quickly overshadowed by the crowd.

At this time, a major event happened in the yamen.

"Jing Heng, from Yongzhou, arrived in Longhua County, Yong'an on April [-]th."

The upright detective Xiao Li put away the record book, but his eyes couldn't stop glancing at the man in front of him.

Not only him, but almost all creatures with eyes in the yamen were silently watching that person.

"Our county magistrate has not returned yet, you will patrol with us for the time being and get familiar with Longhua County."

The silent man in front of him had a jade-like face, exquisite facial features, and ink-like black pupils, like an endless night, bottomless.

When Xiao Li was watched by these eyes, a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

He felt a lot more relaxed when he saw the man nodding his head.

This man named Jing Heng is the newcomer who came to report today. He has already changed his clothes; the same scarlet round neck shirt is worn on this man, but he has a dusty temperament, and he...

Xiao Li looked down at himself, feeling the deep malice from this world.

"Xiao Li—follow me to the north of the city, there are not enough people there!"

Another policeman rescued him in dire straits.

"Catcher Sun, why is there not enough manpower?" Xiao Li asked doubtfully.

"Li San and Zhao Si both claimed that the other party stole their things, and half of the city went to join in the fun."

Xiao Li wrinkled his nose and didn't want to go, but Detective Sun's next words aroused his interest.

"The boy with the white face is solving the case."

"Hey, then I have to go and have a look." Xiao Li chuckled.

"Hey, who is this, the newcomer?"

Detective Sun quickly glanced at Jing Heng, ignored his cold expression, and patted him on the shoulder.

"You go to the north of the city with us to study and learn, and see the demeanor of Mr. Wu Zuo along the way."

Jing Heng, however, skipped Captain Sun's hand and walked straight out.

"...he's quite tall, and others are like this, so it's hard to talk." Xiao Li said embarrassingly.

"Hey, this newcomer, it seems like we are his followers."

Detective Sun quickly looked at Xiao Li, and followed behind the tall figure.

The author has something to say: I hope I can write a case without loopholes

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