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The two people who are deeply in love now of course also know that it is not suitable to talk about love in such an unpleasant situation, so after a while, they finally talked about the serious business.

Wen Zhiru and Jin Yihui talked about the identities of several people and their own guesses, and then synthesized the news that Jin Yihui had heard from Wang Tai in prison in the past two days.

The crux of the case now is only Jin Xiong's method of killing that day.

According to Wen Zhiru's order, Leng Feng had brought the nurse here, and he was dressed as a food delivery boy and sent to the prison.

Although Wen Zhiru and Jin Yihui didn't reveal their identities, just by looking at their clothes and manner of speaking, they knew that they were not ordinary people. What's more, there were so many people around them serving them back and forth, so the nurses were not people who had never seen the world. , Hurry up and greet politely.

"Where are there so many rules in this place?" Jin Yihui stopped him from continuing, "I came here to ask you something important."

"Yes, please tell me, my lord."

"A few years ago, it was the time when Jin Xiong robbed the darts. Can you still remember what kind of weapon Jin Xiong used?"

"The left is just an ordinary sword. At that time, it had already passed the third watch, the moon was dark and the wind was high, so I couldn't see it carefully." If you want to ask what is special, there is a very strange thing."

"Tell me."

"Those bandits took advantage of the night to sneak attack that day, but we guards and bodyguards all have a foundation in martial arts. Even those who don't need to watch the night are very alert when they sleep, but for some reason I was caught off guard, as if..." The nurse paused, thinking about how to describe the situation at that time.

"Like what?" Wen Zhiru asked impatiently.

"It's as if... It's as if several brothers have been tapped by someone. After a moment of hesitation, someone took the upper hand."

"Acupressure?" Wen Zhiru looked at Jin Yihun.He doesn't know martial arts, but he has heard a lot from Leng Feng and Leng Yun these days. There is no such thing as acupuncture, but it is not as magical as it is written in the book.

On the contrary, Jin Yihui seemed to remember something, and asked again: "Didn't you see anything unusual?"

"There seems to be some faint silver light flashing." After all, he is just a guard of the house, and he doesn't have much experience in traveling the rivers and lakes, and he knows very little about those heretical martial arts.

Jin Yihui nodded and glanced at Leng Feng, as if he was also asking for the other party's opinion.

"Young Master, is the Soul Seizing Needle suspicious of rumors in the world? Although my subordinates have learned all kinds of hidden weapons and poisons since childhood, if they want to distinguish them in detail, I'm afraid I have to ask An Le to ask them in detail. After all, he is the only one who has been in close contact with corpses. Maybe he can See some clues."

An Le was still leading a few people to collect evidence in the forest at this time, and Jin Yihui ordered, "Go and call him over!"

Just as Leng Feng rushed to deliver the letter to Anle, Jin Yihui explained to Wen Zhiru about the so-called "soul-removing needle".

In fact, something like the "Soul Seizing Needle" is not as scary as its name sounds, it is a hidden weapon of golden needles as thin as a cow's hair.

Since the Great Jin Dynasty had Jianghu martial arts and schools of martial arts, it would naturally have the so-called hidden poison weapons.

It's just that it doesn't have the miraculous function of killing people invisibly, as mentioned in the storybook. How effective it can be depends on the skill and proficiency of the user.

To put it bluntly, apart from the stealthiness of surprise and the flexibility of pre-emptive strikes, this kind of hidden weapon may not have much advantage when it comes to real hostile moments.

In particular, it is more or less heresy, meaning that victory is not martial. People in the world are most concerned about righteousness and openness. They are not people who rob houses or take people's lives, so they don't bother to use this.

And the origin of the so-called "soul-snatching needle" is also because there was indeed a person in the world who used this needle to make it superb, especially when he smeared the poison on the tip of the needle. .

Of course Jin Xiong's martial arts attainments were not that high, the nurse said that he had seen a faint silver light and a momentary hesitation in action, it was nothing more than being hit by a golden needle in the acupuncture point, causing a short-term stiffness.

If his guess is correct, that bodyguard was probably injured by the "soul-removing needle" that night because he was inattentive and lost his mobility for a while, and was easily subdued by Jin Xiong.

It took Leng Feng nearly half an hour to go back and forth to find An Le. During this period, Jin Yihui asked some more detailed questions, and he almost understood the ins and outs of the case.

Then he told Wen Zhiru that he could prepare to beat the drums for a while.

Wen Zhiru was not at ease, "After all, we haven't determined the real method and weapon of the murder. Are you too anxious? Although that Wu Caijun is not going to turn right and wrong and disregard human lives, he is not necessarily fair. After all, Jin Xiong has been under him for many years. , can be regarded as solving a lot of cases, it is not surprising if he is partial for a while."

"Regardless of whether the truth is what we guessed or not, Jin Xiong must have used some method to take advantage of people's unpreparedness to kill that person without showing any traces. How could he not keep such a sharp killing weapon that protects his body and saves his life by surprise? Rather than wasting time on investigations, it would be better to force him to reveal his true colors in court. No matter how stupid Wu Caijun is, he should know what is at stake, and dare not cover up a bandit leader who murders and steals money."

What Jin Yihun said was categorical.

In the past, Wen Zhiru always had some doubts about how the eldest son handled affairs, but since he accepted his affection, he inexplicably gained more trust and spared no effort to support him.

An Le also rushed back at this time, and was asked if the deceased had any scars caused by the "soul-recapturing needle".

"Yes, if it weren't for the young master asking about it, the subordinates would have been almost negligent. The deceased was born in martial arts, and he had many old and new injuries. In the forest that day, there were new small scars rubbed by branches. If there were mixed with golden needles The stabbing scars are also not easy to detect, but the subordinates have seen tiny marks on the body of the deceased that looked like they had been pricked by needles, but there were no gold needles left in the body."

Wen Zhiru began to believe that this was not just a simple case of murder and blame.

On the surface, it seems that he killed people and moved corpses just to cover up his identity, but he just found the nearby Jin Yixuan to act as a scapegoat for the dead, but when he thought about it carefully, all these methods seemed to be too thoughtful, as if he had already laid down the plan from the very beginning. In this situation of murder and blame, can a bandit leader who can't read a few big characters who murdered and robbed him since he was a child have such careful and meticulous thoughts?

Sure enough, that person couldn't bear it any longer. Do you want them to quit?

Wen Zhiru looked at Jin Yihun's expression with unconcealable worry, and he vaguely felt that the sudden death of his son from a serious illness in his previous life might not be that simple.

Jin Yihui also saw Wen Zhiru's sad face, stretched out his hand and patted the other person's lower back ambiguously, turned his head and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I have a measure of this matter, and I can solve it today."

"Are they deliberately targeting you and me? The matter of private soldiers is a felony to exterminate the nine clans. If it is true, they will do everything possible to stop us. I am afraid this is just the beginning. In the future..."

"As you said, recruiting private soldiers is a crime of co-conspiracy. If we retreat now, the soldiers will come to the city in the future, and you and I will not be the only ones to suffer. Is there a way for us to retreat? It's always better to do it sooner rather than later."

Of course Wen Zhiru understood what Jin Yihun said, but he was facing his own dear ones, how could he be so free and easy in his heart.

"Since I promised, I will go hand in hand with you in the future, and I will definitely take care of myself for you. Zhiru, you have to trust me."

"it is good."

Wen Zhiru turned his head and said to the cold wind not far away, "Take someone outside and prepare to beat the drums!"

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The first time Wen Zhiru and Jin Yihui entered the Yangquan county government hall was brought in by Jin Tutou in chains, but this time they really sounded the Dengwen drum at the county government gate.

The heavy sound of "dong dong dong" spread throughout the streets and alleys of Yangquan Town, attracting countless town residents to wait and see.

One must know that it has been many years since such a serious person in Yangquan Town beat drums to redress his grievances.

Although the Dajin Dynasty abolished the harsh rule of the previous dynasty that one must first beat the drums and complain about grievances, the common people always think it is unlucky to get into trouble with officials.

Besides, the poor can't afford to sue, and the rich and powerful don't need to sue at all. The so-called Dengwen drum is useless.

It is also the law of the Dajin Dynasty that the sound of the drum will lead to promotion. No matter how busy Wu Caijun is, he is still dressed in official hats and uniforms, sitting in the hall.

The three-day time limit had just arrived, and Wu Caijun watched Wen Zhiru striding into the courtroom with his head held high. His dignified manner was no less than that of the county magistrate sitting in the hall, and his clothes were even more gorgeous than that day.

I was taken aback, not daring to neglect.

When the gavel sounded, Wu Caijun cleared his throat, "Who is in the hall, and what is the grievance?"

"My lord, Xiaomin Wen Zhiru, I want to avenge my friend. I want to sue the Yangquan Town arrester Jin Xiong for murdering and removing the corpse. I also try to destroy the evidence and frame others."

"Oh?" Wu Caijun shifted his gaze to Jin Xiong in surprise.

He gave them three days, thinking that if they couldn't find out a clue, the two teenagers could only pay for peace, but he never thought that Jin Xiong could be involved in this matter?