Qin Tong dragged Zhan Zhao to the next door to buy some food, and then walked into the old restaurant - because the owner of this old restaurant, Yi, was a weirdo. He always sold wine with some side dishes, but he only bought wine. Even the dish of peanuts refused to be offered.

However, his family's wine is really mellow, so the business has been going on. Although it's not like a cloud of customers and making money every day, the profit can still make Boss Yi, a bachelor, eat enough for himself and the whole family not hungry.

As soon as he entered the tavern, he was greeted by a clever waiter, who recognized him as the son of the magistrate, and he didn't dare to neglect him, and said in a loud voice: "Master Qin, rare customers, hurry up, please come inside."

Qin Tong has always been good at being a person, although he often visits some Confucian scholars and celebrities with his father and makes friends with the children of the family, but he always likes to hang out with these ordinary people on weekdays, listening to their gossip, talking about their parents, complaining about their neighbors .She remembered the guy's name at a glance, and asked, "So it's Brother Erwa, how's your old lady's illness?"

The little fellow bowed and smiled repeatedly: "Master Lao Qin remembers that after Dr. Guo took a dose of decoction, the old ancestor recovered immediately, and now he is back to normal." He said, leading Qin Tong and Zhan Zhao to a clean private compartment, He smiled and asked, "Are you still the same, my lord?"

Qin Tong joked: "This tavern of yours is only willing to sell alcohol, I just want to change it, I'm afraid it won't make any name."

The buddy laughed and said that he had retreated.

Only then did Qin Tong turn to Zhan Zhao, and said with a smile, "You haven't been here for many years. When Lao Yi couldn't get sick, he handed over the tavern to his nephew—this kid is as eccentric as his uncle. Well, what a tavern just refuses to sell food and drink, so it gave up so much money for nothing."

"This is called not being in the same family, not entering the same family." Zhan Zhao recalled that when he and Qin Tong came to this old restaurant to beg for drinks, the owner Yi Mingdao insisted that the tavern should only sell alcohol, and he didn't care about anything else. It's funny.

Qin Tong felt melancholy recalling the past, and couldn't help sighing: "In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed. Although Shizhou City is not right, it is not what it used to be."

"Speaking of which," Zhan Zhao couldn't help asking Qin Tongdao when he heard this, "Yunsheng, how did you manage to be arrested in this city? Didn't Uncle Qin intentionally ask you to go to school to gain fame?"

Qin Tong wrinkled his nose and said, "I can't learn those hard things. The three gentlemen left in anger. My father gave up on me, so I let me go." She said with a smile, "One year my father met a It was a difficult murder case, and it was because I saw the murder method of the suspect that I brought the culprit to justice and asked him to plead guilty and bring him to justice."

"So Uncle Qin asked you to be the head catcher?" Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked.

Qin Tong made a grimace and said, "How is it possible? When I begged him, I was almost scolded to death, and it took him half a year to let go."

Zhan Zhao couldn't help laughing and said, "You, Uncle Qin has been worrying a lot since he was a child. Is this easy to arrest? The investigation and patrol are extremely hard work, so Uncle naturally loves you and doesn't want you to suffer."

"It's hard for me to arrest, so is it easy for you to be a guard?" Qin Tong asked back, and said with a smile, "Working under Mr. Bao is not easy. I think you have worked much harder than me."

Zhan Zhao said: "I didn't go here for leisure, so why worry about hard work?"

While the two were talking, Xiao Er had already come up to serve the water and wine, the cups and plates were spread out, and she just bowed and left.Qin Tong held the wine cup in his hand and respected Zhan Zhao and said: "Brother Xiongfei, we brothers have been separated for many years, and it is fate that we meet again today. I will do my best here."

Zhan Zhao was born in Jianghu, he is a happy person, he doesn't waste much time and pay attention to those red tapes, he just raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The two exchanged cups and cups, and they were a little tipsy after drinking for three rounds.Qin Tong then said: "Brother Xiongfei, to tell you the truth, my brother has been a headhunter in Shizhou City for these years. Although he also borrowed the identity of the magistrate when handling cases on weekdays, he never dared to take it lightly. Slack talk and reckless disregard for human life. Today Baogong's scolding over his head and face really made my younger brother break out in a cold sweat, almost shameless."

Hearing this, Zhan Zhao put down the wine cup, and said seriously, "Yun Sheng, although Brother Yu is not very good at breaking prisons and investigating cases, he still feels that there are many doubts in the case of Huang Baibao's murder. Tell me the truth, Li Qing is really so fierce." , so as to injure several yamen servants?"

"My little brother experienced this personally!" Qin Tong was also puzzled, "Then Li Qing has been disabled since childhood, and everyone in the neighbors knew about it. But that night, my little brother brought three yamen servants there To arrest Li Qing, this Li Qing first hid in the room and refused to come out. I yelled a few words outside, and suddenly the villain came out, slashing left and right with a steel knife. The brothers were unprepared and called He slashed, and my little brother told him to draw a cut on his arm." He said as he rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, and sure enough there was a scar on his wrist.

Zhan Zhao frowned, and asked for a while, "Then did Li Qing use his left hand or his right hand when he hacked people?"

"It's the left hand!" Qin Tong was very sure of this point, "That's why I believe that the murderer is undoubtedly Li Qing." She sighed frequently, and said: "Grandma Li has been widowed for many years and has only one son under her knee. It's very pitiful. The younger brother naturally dare not be careless, so that he wronged a good person and killed Zhongliang by mistake."

Zhan Zhao shook his head and said, "But Li Qing has been handicapped since he was a child, how could he suddenly wield a knife with his left hand? There is something strange about it."

"That's right!" Qin Tong slapped the case on the table and said, "My little brother also had this in mind at the time. It can be said that he has investigated Huang Baibao's case to the bottom. All the people involved in the case have been carefully examined, and they have no choice but to The investigations all point to Li Qing, my little brother really..." After finishing speaking, Fu E sighed again and again.

Zhan Zhao thought for a moment, then asked: "If the murderer is really Li Qing, then what kind of enmity did he have with Huang Baibao, and he drew his sword to kill?"

"If you talk about deep hatred, there really hasn't been one." Qin Tong replied, "The cause of this matter is a girl."

Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows and said, "Girl? Did you kill someone for love?"

"Barely count it," Qin Tong replied with a frown, "Li Qing's family has a neighbor named Zhou, who has been widowed for many years and has only one daughter under his knees, who is very handsome. This young man Li Qing watched this lady Zhou grow up. , I have secretly admired him for many years. It’s just that the difference between the two is seven or eight years old, and his family is poor, and the widower has boasted many times, saying that such a beautiful daughter will marry a rich family—Ms. Zhou is almost gone now. Twenty is not married yet, and she has an inseparable relationship with her father—so Li Qing never dared to express the feelings in his heart."

Hearing Qin Tong's statement of the case, Zhan Zhao felt that it was a bit more interesting than the storytelling storytelling in restaurants and teahouses, so he couldn't help asking: "What happened after that?"

Qin Tong sighed, and then continued: "This Mrs. Zhou was also considered to be lucky that day. I ran into Huang Baibao on the street - this old whore came up with his hands and feet, and said wildly that he would spend 20 taels of silver. Buy Mrs. Zhou from her father. Li Qing happened to be passing by at that time, and Mrs. Zhou shouted for help when she saw her neighbor. This Li Qing is usually a wimp. Huang Baibao's theory almost made a move."

"This Huang Baibaowu is hateful, death is not a pity!" Zhan Zhao still had a gangster spirit in him, and he couldn't hear the bully's fierceness, and he felt a sense of injustice in his heart.

Qin Tong said: "Although this Huang Baibao is hateful, he is not guilty of death. He also has parents, wife and children. How will his relatives survive this death?"

"That's true." After all, Zhan Zhao followed Bao Gong for a while, and understood the reason, so he changed his mind and asked, "Did Huang Baibao be killed at home that night?"

Qin Tong replied: "That's right. It was Huang Baibao's eldest son, Huang Boying, who reported the case." She took a sip of her wine and continued, "Huang Baibao has high hopes for his eldest son, and hired a teacher to teach him to read sage books and write essays." I just hope that one day he will be able to obtain fame and honor his ancestors. However, this Huang Boying is also muddy and cannot support the wall. During the interrogation, my younger brother learned that this man really spent the night in a brothel."

Hearing this, Zhan Zhao shook his head again and again, people in the world are most afraid of lust and lust, he keeps himself clean, and he also looks down on those who indulge in sex.

Qin Tong naturally knew this, she poured another glass of wine, and said, "Since we've come to this point, I'll tell you the details of the case, brother, what do you think?"

Zhan Zhao naturally couldn't ask for it: "It's so good, I have a good brother."

Qin Tong began to speak: "In addition to Huang Boying, the eldest son, Huang Baibao has three sons and two daughters. The second son, Huang Zhongxiong, is also from the royal family and has been doing business with him. This man is a very scheming and ruthless character—a few years ago It is said that it was his handwriting that their colleagues went bankrupt."

"Where was this person on the night when the crime happened?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Qin Tong replied: "Drinking wine with his concubine in the room - this has been proven, his concubine is a timid woman, she never lied. And the servants of the mansion can also testify."

Zhan Zhao then nodded, motioning for Qin Tong to continue talking.

Qin Tong took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, and continued: "Huang Baibao's remaining two sons are all concubines - he has three concubines in total - those two sons are 13 years old and the other is 14 years old, and they were at the mother's house on the night of the crime. Beside him." She recalled with a frown, "As for his daughters, one is [-] years old and the other is only three years old, and they are not suspected of killing—you must know that Huang Baibao is a man of dragon and tiger, and the murderer will never be weak woman."

"So," Zhan Zhao said, "Huang Baibao's family members can be ruled out of suspicion?"

Qin Tong nodded and said: "At least my brother thinks so. Huang Baibao also has many enemies in his business, but it is a bit exaggerated to say that he killed people for this reason-although most of those businessmen do whatever they can to benefit, few of them have the guts kill."

Zhan Zhao's words were in a fog, and he couldn't figure it out: "Could it be that Li Qing really killed someone? Then how can he explain the disability of his left hand?"

The author has something to say: let's talk about the case, how about everyone guess who is the real murderer?

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