In the distance, I heard a big man running towards me with more than a dozen policemen. The big man said: "Master, the villain is here!"

After that, he bowed and saluted. The dozen or so policemen also saluted.

Leng Yi snorted coldly and said: "This time I went to the government office to meet the prefect Liao. I originally wanted to ask for a few days of grace. However, I thought about it again and again. The murder case cannot be postponed for a day.

One more day of delay means one more day of suffering for the sufferer, and,

This happened in our yamen. It was the murderer's challenge to our county yamen! Asking for an extension is surrendering! Therefore, this county is determined to solve the case within the time limit, bring the criminals to justice, and redress the grievances of the deceased! Our yamen also

Only then can you feel proud!"

These powerful words attracted a burst of applause from all the officials. However, Leng Yi could tell that the applause was a little sparse, as if they were just doing some errands. He thought to himself, it seems that the magistrate here who he pretended to be did not have much prestige.

Not high.

Leng Yi didn't have time to think about this. He waved his hand and said to Chief Wu: "Take the detectives involved in handling the case and re-investigate the scene with the county. Let's study the case together. The rest of the people will go back to work."

After that, he walked down the platform and said to Wu Battou: "Let's go!"

Mr. Wu quickly agreed and led the way to the murder scene.

When they walked away, the housekeeper sneered and said, "Who doesn't know how to say nice things? It depends on your real ability!"

The clerk of the ceremonial room took over the conversation and said: "Really capable? If he had real skills, he wouldn't have messed up the yamen, and he wouldn't be in debt, and we can't pay for the food of the scribes."

The jailer said: "You can't say that. There is nothing the elder can do. Who would have thought that in the past few months since he took office, it has been like seeing a ghost. Unlucky things have happened one after another. First, those big households refused to pay taxes.

, already let him

He had a big problem, and the taxes collected from the people were stolen, so he had to pay for it himself. But the silver he brought from his hometown was also stolen, and he had no money to compensate, so he was scolded by the prefect.

, we can only scrape the pot and sell iron to collect money to compensate.

To pay for it, I heard that his wife had pawned all her dowry jewelry, as well as all her decent clothes. Their parents were not rich and could not help them. Now, they encountered another murder case, and they were killed in the Yamen.

She is also the concubine of a squire and celebrity.

In order to smoothen the relationship and extend the time, the ten taels of silver he scraped together were borrowed from others at high interest rates. It seemed that all the big households in the county had made an appointment, and no one was willing to lend him money. He could only go to Bazhou to borrow money from usurious loans. Listen

Talk about six cents profit! Let’s see how he returns it!”

When he said this, several other roommates who wanted to complain also became silent.

The several housekeepers stopped talking, but the scribe who followed them didn't care about this and muttered: "Others scribes follow good county magistrates and enjoy the hot and spicy food, but what about us? Not only do we not have any, we even have our work and food banknotes."

Everyone will be deducted. After he comes,

The industrial credit has never been paid, and they always say that it will be paid every month next month, but they are not paid. I don’t care, our family is almost in trouble. If they don’t pay, I will come to ask for it! Anyway, the worst is to quit, no

Money, who would work for him?"

Another clerk said: "I heard that he used all our labor and food money to fill the holes of stolen taxes."

The secretary of the workshop said: "Of course he has to fill it in. The murder case cannot be solved. At most, if the political performance is poor, he will not be promoted or even demoted, but he will not lose his job. However, if the taxes are lost, they must be made up. Otherwise, he will have to make up for it.

He was punished for corruption and dismissed from his post. His family was poor and could not make up for the shortfall, so he had to embezzle our labor and food money."

The clerk said before: "It's his business if he loses money in taxes. Why use our money for food and work? We still have to live!"

Another clerk muttered in a low voice: "He said that the tax money was stolen. Who knows if it is true? Maybe it was used for other things, and he found an excuse to deduct our labor money."

The chief of the ceremonial room said: "Everyone, please be considerate. Just now I secretly asked Master Dong what happened to the eldest master's hair. Master Dong said that the prefect did not agree to the leniency and did not accept the gift from the eldest master.

The old man was so anxious that he cried. He asked the shop assistant for scissors and cut off his hair. He was going to find a place to become a monk. Thanks to Mr. Dong’s earnest persuasion, he gave up the idea."

When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other and wanted to laugh but couldn't. They all knew in their hearts that it seemed that the county magistrate was driven to the point of despair. Otherwise, how could he have thought of becoming a monk?

?

The prison clerk sighed and said, "Okay, stop talking. Go back to work!"

Everyone then went back their separate ways.

Mr. Dong was very impressed when he saw Leng Yi return to the Yamen, and he didn't even go back to the inner house to put his luggage. He immediately started investigating the case. He quickly asked the two Zaoli carrying luggage to follow him, and followed the magistrate to the front yard of the Yamen.

Investigate the case at the toilet where the incident occurred.

This toilet is in a corner next to the gate of the Yamen. It is a separate courtyard. There is only one toilet in it, which is shared by men and women. Anyone who enters just needs to lock the door.

Leng Yi followed the three arresters to the door of the latrine courtyard. He saw a native dog with its eyes squinted and its ears tugged, with a dog chain hanging around its neck, lying in the grass on the roadside in front of the latrine. When he saw them coming, he looked up.

He began to growl intimidatingly from his nose.

A tall deputy catcher who was following behind scolded him, and the dog stopped roaring, wagging its tail and greeted him, and went up to him, cheering around him.

"It's true that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit, so he's lying in the toilet waiting." Leng Yi muttered.

Wu Captou smiled and said: "This dog doesn't eat shit. Ding Captou and the others will feed it with leftovers every day."

"Really?" Leng Yi glanced at the tall deputy head catcher who was having fun with the yellow dog. He probably was the deputy head catcher. He smiled and said, "You are still so caring?"

The catcher smiled, knelt down and stroked the yellow dog's head.

Leng Yi had asked Mr. Dong to get the file of this case, and he stood at the door of the toilet and looked at it. There were not many files, only the corpse box filled in with the autopsy, a diagram of the scene, and the transcript of the interview with the person who found the body and the deceased.

A brief interrogation transcript of the family members.

The courtyard of the toilet is not big, with high walls on three sides. On the side of the courtyard gate is the police room of the Yamen, and on the side of the toilet is the rear window of the prison room of the head catcher and the police officers, but this may be to prevent the stench from entering.

The windows at the back of the house were all closed.

In addition to the toilet, there is also a small vegetable field in this yard, where some cabbage is planted. It has almost been frozen in the frost and snow in early winter. There is a small cesspit in the corner of the vegetable field against the wall, and there is a small manure tank next to it.

There are no other buildings other than the dung barrel.

There is a wooden door in front of the toilet, and there is a latch in the door that can be bolted from the inside. The cesspit in the toilet is a tightly closed large wooden barrel, half buried in the ground, covered with wooden boards, and there is only one squatting position. The inside of the toilet is relatively spacious.

Leng Yi compared the scene with the schematic diagram of the crime scene in the file. The schematic diagram showed that the door latch was bolted from the inside. The body of the deceased was lying behind the door, his pants were down to the crook of his legs, and there was a sharp injury on his lower body. From

A dagger was fished out of the pit.

What a secret room murder!

Leng Yi thought to himself, the toilet door was locked from the inside, and the body of the deceased was lying behind the door, and the lower body was stabbed. How did the murderer commit the crime?

Leng Yi couldn't figure it out. The toilet was a wooden structure, made of planks spliced ​​together. Like the entire yamen, although it was very worn out, it was well spliced ​​together. He checked and found that it was impossible to remove the planks and get in to kill people.

The few gaps are also very small. It is impossible to put your hand in and kill people, let alone get someone in.

Leng Yi walked around the toilet, Wu Baotou and others followed him.

When they turned to the back of the toilet, Wu Baotou let out an ouch. Leng Yi looked back and saw Wu Baotou cursing and holding up one of his feet. It was covered with excrement. It turned out that the excrement was frozen, and it turned out that it was frozen.

There were weeds covering the area, and Wu Catcher accidentally stepped on it, soaking it with feces from his boots.

The two deputy chiefs wanted to laugh but didn't dare. Their faces were sullen, which made people laugh even more.

Leng Yi, on the other hand, asked the others to retreat to the front and stood there, looking at the puddle of excrement in a daze.

After a long time, he continued to circle around the toilet, and even climbed up to the top of the toilet to look, but there was no place he could enter. This was indeed a tight secret room. He could not figure out how the murderer entered it and killed him.

That poor concubine's.
Chapter completed!