The turbid tears rolled down in Yan's eyes, but there was no choking: "Every time I had sex, he would tie me up and beat me, torture me with various methods. I resisted, but it was useless. He blocked my mouth and hit me harder, using a whip, salt water, fire, and even cut me with a blade. Seeing that I was covered in blood, he was particularly happy. Then he had sex with me and bit me with his teeth. He would not allow me to talk outside after that, otherwise he would strangle me to death... I thought, if I didn't kill him, I would die in his hands one day. So, I killed him."

Helanbing was stunned. The old scars on Yan's body explained the whole story. Unexpectedly, Hong Dalang, who was honest in the eyes of the villagers, was actually a crazy sadist! Helanbing sighed and said, "Put on the clothes. I think the court will consider these things and give you a slight loss."

Sure enough, the case was later reborn and was sentenced to only five years of prison. After the sentence was over, Yan did not return to the village and disappeared.

Helanbing said to Yan: "Tell me the murder process."

Yan slowly put on her clothes and said, "It was very cold that day. He took off his head and tortured me at night, so he fell ill and lay on the bed. The doctor came to see him and took medicine. Then he fell asleep. I asked the child to go out to the entrance of the village to wait for me. Then I tied the door and took a knife into the house. He stabbed him in a mess. He got up and wanted to catch me, so I avoided it and kept stabbing him. He ran out. When he reached the door, he fell down. I chased him and stabbed him again. I didn't know.

I let go until I was so tired that I had no strength to stab again. I was very scared when I saw his body and didn't know what to do. I hid the knife under the lid of the table pot, then quickly changed my clothes, went out of the door, closed the door, and ran to the entrance of the village, and took the child to the ground. Until someone ran to say that he was killed, I pretended to cry. In fact, I was happy because no one tortured me anymore..."

After hearing her say all this calmly, Situ Ce, He Lan Bing and others were stunned. Seeing her as a petite and weak woman, she had erupted with such energy at the critical moment of her death and killed a strong man, it can only be said that the anger accumulated in her body was like a volcano before the eruption.

This time he was just here to investigate the scene, but he didn't expect that the case would be solved, which surprised He Lanbing and others.

Tang Tang glanced at her two children and said, "You have to go back to the yamen with us. What should you do if your child?"

"Send him to his grandfather's house, right in the neighboring village, you'll have to pass by to the county town."

When they came, they did not wear shackles. Seeing that she, a weak woman, could not escape, Helanbing did not order her to tie her up.

When they talked about this, neighbors had already heard it, so the incident spread quickly. When they were escorting Yan's family to leave the village, many people came to see her and talked about it and said they could not have thought of it.

On the way, Helanbing said to Situ Ce: "I didn't expect that your magical magic to solve the case was so powerful. This old case that had been silent for two years was solved with one raising your hand. Otherwise, you can solve the old case in that cabinet, and the magistrate must be very happy."

Situ Ce smiled and said, "Many of those cases are headless cases, and I can't do anything about it, but I haven't finished reading it yet. I will continue to study it after I go back. If I find any clues, I can try it."

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It's dawn.

A fisherman, wearing a straw raincoat and hat, was carrying a small boat and casting nets in the Qingshui River outside the city to fish.

Early birds eat insects, early fishermen eat fish. They come here before dawn. So far, he has already caught half a wooden barrel of fish, all kinds of fish of all kinds.

The old man was very happy. After working hard for half an hour, he saw that the sun had emerged from the mountains, so the old man was sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat, wanting to take a break and have some breakfast.

The fisherman's breakfast is very simple. One fish, two buns, the fish is left over from the night, and there is some residue. Add a scoop of water and cook it for a while. It is not bad. Although there is half a bucket of fish in the bucket, it is necessary to sell it at the market, pay fish tax, exchange it for oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and grain and clothing. It depends entirely on this fish.

I have good luck today. I can get so many in one hour. I don’t have many good luck. Sometimes I work hard for a day and I may not be able to get half a bucket of fish. So when I have too many, I have to think about the time when I have too many, and sometimes when I have no time. This is how to live at home.

The old man was drinking the remaining fish soup while eating steamed buns. His eyes glanced around from time to time.

Suddenly, something on the river beach caught his attention. It seemed to be a piece of clothing, hanging on a rotten wood on the river beach, rising and falling from time to time as the river water rippled.

Some things on the river often float down the water, some are washed down from the upstream, and some are not thrown into the river. The old man’s family lives a tight life, and the fabric is expensive now. If it is really a piece of clothing hanging on a dead tree, you might as well pick it up, take it home, and wash it for your wife and children to wear.

Thinking of this, the old fisherman put down half of the steamed bun, stood up, and looked around. There was no one in the quiet mountains, river surface, and on the slightest paths on both sides of the river.

Pooh!

The old fisherman spat in his palm, grabbed the pole that passed through the hole in the bow of the boat, pulled it up with force, and then supported the boat and headed towards the river beach.

The boat rushed to the soft beach and stopped. The old man put down his pole, jumped off the bow of the boat barefoot, and walked to the clothes on the beach.

It's indeed a robe, and it's a long robe! The fabric you use will use more than a short robe. It's changed to a short robe, which is enough for adults and children to sew one piece!

The old man was very happy. He was really lucky today. He caught a lot of fish and even picked up a robe for nothing! He really couldn't stop it even when luck came.

The old man grinned and laughed. He reached out to take off his clothes from the dead wood. He found that the other half of the clothes was buried in the sand. It must have been a lot of time. He grabbed the clothes and pulled them up. He didn't pull them!

The old man was a little surprised. He was afraid that he would pull his clothes to pieces with too much force, so he put them down and squatted on the ground and digged the sand with his hands.

After digging a few times, I felt something hard was digging. I hurriedly cleared it out carefully. It was something wrapped in my clothes. Is it a treasure?

The old fisherman's heart began to beating randomly. People say that people are not rich without unlucky wealth, and horses are not fat without night grass. Should I make a fortune today?

The old man suppressed his beating heart and continued to dig it. Soon, most of his clothes were dug out of the beach.

He carefully uncovered his clothes and looked in. It was indeed white. The old man felt his eyes a little astringent, so he quickly rubbed them, and then looked closely. He was so scared that his scalp was numb. He fell out, and sat in the water with a thud. His eyes were staring at the things in the clothes and shouted: "Oh my god! Dead!"
Chapter completed!