Riding the Pheonix Chapter 25: The real murderer

The He family mother and son looked very haggard, timid and stepped forward to salute.

Guard Lei Hongze brought many evidences and placed them one by one in front of Jiang Wenfeng. Then he handed him a piece of paper and reported: "This is the distribution map of He's yard. There are neighbors on both sides of his house. The walls of the yard Eight feet high. Entering from the courtyard gate, you can see the kitchen at first glance..."

Ming Wei saw clearly that the pile of papers were actually simple drawings.

Jiang Wenfeng looked at it very slowly and read it many times before picking out one and asked the guard: "Where is the evidence here?"

Lei Hong held up a palm-sized wooden board: "This thing was taken off the window sill, and the He family often used it as a cushion."

Mingwei saw the spirit fly out of his sleeve again, fly around in a circle, and then return to his sleeve.

Jiang Wenfeng sighed softly and asked the He family's mother and son: "You two are the masters of suffering. Do you have anything to say to me?"

The son of the He family plopped down on his knees and shouted: "Sir, my mother-in-law and I are not such a person. This poison must have been administered by someone else. I beg you to find out the truth!"

Jiang Wenfeng asked He's mother again: "What do you think?"

He's mother wiped away her tears: "Sir, my daughter-in-law has always been filial... I really don't believe she would poison her."

Pu heard this and couldn't help crying.

Jiang Wenfeng nodded: "Your family is sincere and sincere, and I am worthy of my special inquiry. Lei Hong!"

"My subordinates are here."

Jiang Wenfeng motioned for him to come over and said a few words.

Finally: "This matter is dangerous, so be careful."

"Yes." Lei Hong strode away with several guards.

Others were confused, and the prefect couldn't help but ask: "Master Jiang, do you already know who the murderer is?"

Jiang Wenfeng smiled lightly: "We'll find out later."

His calm and calm attitude made the scholars at the table very encouraging, and they discussed quietly and excitedly: "It seems that Mr. Jiang already knows who the murderer is."

"It's so amazing! I don't know how he saw it."

"That's why he is Jiang Qingtian."

Ming Xiang propped up his chin, looked at Jiang Wenfeng and sighed: "This Mr. Jiang is very handsome when he is seriously questioning the case! I used to think that those officials looked like they were fished out of oil, but it turns out they are so handsome. Of!"

Minghao's mind was focused on the case: "Who is the murderer?"

Mingwei is thinking about that spirit.

The so-called spirit is the gnosis of all things in the world. For example, those small objects that others buried in Yu Fang Yuan were the lowest spirits.

Jiang Wenfeng's body clearly has self-awareness, which is considered relatively advanced.

How could such a spirit follow a mortal?

After drinking tea twice, rapid footsteps finally came from outside.

"Sir, I got it!" Lei Hong came in carrying a shriveled sack.

Jiang Wenfeng was not surprised: "Release the real murderer."

"Yes."

Lei Hong ordered the guards to take the prisoners and their families to the back, leaving a large open space.

The onlookers talked a lot: "Is there something in the sack? It's so flat, can't it hold a person?"

"If you can't pretend to be a human being, you can't be a ghost, right?"

These words caused a group of people to boo him: "Don't scare people!"

Some people said: "Maybe it's true? No one else went into the He family. If it wasn't Pu's fault, is it a ghost?"

These words made everyone dumbfounded, and they all stared at the sack.

Lei Hong took off the rope.

After a while, the sack undulated slightly, and a thin white snake poked its head out of it.

"Snake! Snake!"

"Why is it a snake?"

Mingxiang grabbed Mingwei's arm, his scalp numb: "There is a snake!"

Ming Hao was surprised: "Is this snake the real culprit?"

Mingwei frowned slightly, staring at the little white snake thoughtfully.

The prefect was confused and asked: "Master Jiang, do you mean that it was this snake that poisoned He Da? Didn't you mean that there were no external injuries on his body?"

"You don't have to bite to be poisoned by snake venom." Jiang Wenfeng said, "Lei Hong, how did you catch this snake? Tell Magistrate Wu."

"Yes." Lei Hong said loudly, "My subordinates followed your orders and went to He's house. They found a crack on the kitchen window sill, so they boiled hot water, put it on the window sill and smoked it with hot air. This happened several times , finally saw the snake sticking its head out, and caught it back."

Jiang Wenfeng looked at the prefect: "Prefect Wu, do you understand now?"

The Yongping County magistrate said with a pale face: "There was a snake living in the gap of the kitchen window sill. Mr. Pu put the soup noodles there. The snake was smoked by the heat and dripped venom..."

He really found an unjust case!

"Whether it is true or not, we can verify it again." Jiang Wenfeng said, "Let's find a chicken, feed it snake venom, and then ask a man to test whether it is exactly the same as when He Da died."

After he said this, Lei Hong planned to catch the snake.

His fingers were like electricity, and he pinched the vital part of the little white snake's head with one move. As long as this spot is clamped, it won't be able to bite anyone.

Lei Hong also caught the little white snake in this way before, and he felt that he should be able to capture it easily.

However, just when he was about to clamp, an accident happened suddenly.

The little white snake flicked its tail, turned its head, and bit his finger.

Lei Hong was shocked and slapped his backhand.

The palm wind pushed the little white snake away and threw it to the other side.

"Ah!" the onlookers exclaimed.

The snake was thrown onto another guard. ~IndoMTL.com~ The guard was unprepared and was about to be bitten. He waved his knife wildly and actually threw the little white snake into one of the seats.

Because the throw was high, the little white snake was thrown directly over the bamboo curtain and fell in from above.

"Ah!" Mingxiang jumped out with a scream.

Ming Sheng, who was watching the trial in the hall, was stunned: "Axiang!"

"Ah!" This male duck's voice belonged to Minghao, and he also jumped out.

"Sixth Brother!" Mingsheng's eyes almost popped out.

When did these two little guys escape?

Immediately afterwards, Mingxiang's words made him feel as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar: "Seventh Sister, Seventh Sister is still in there!" She pointed at the seat and shouted.

Lei Hong had already reacted, rushed forward, tore off the bamboo curtain, and drew his sword.

"Where is the snake..."

The last word "li" was swallowed by him.

In the corner of the lounge, a girl was sitting and drinking tea. When she heard Lei Hong's voice, she turned her head and looked outside.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains gathered together, and the eyes are like water waves.

The hibiscus has just begun to bloom, and the beauty of spring is in the hall.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The panic in the whole room reflected her indifferent face. In an instant, it seemed as if everything around her had turned into an ink background, and she was the only one gathering the colors.

"There!"

Ming Xiang’s voice broke the brief silence.

Lei Hong gathered his thoughts, looked at what she was pointing at, and was startled again.

The little white snake was in the tea tray. A chopstick passed through the head and hit the vital point, nailing it firmly to a piece of cake.

The blood flowed out and soaked the hair cake red. The snake's tail twisted twice and slowly stopped moving.

Lei Hong was stunned for a while, then remembered and asked: "Girl, this snake...did you kill it?"