Yang Qiuchi said: "Your words just revealed the truth, but this is not real evidence. I cannot use this evidence to prove that you have committed a crime, especially murder."

Yuantong was happy: "Yes! Even if I missed it, you have no evidence to condemn me."

"Hehe, hehe." Yang Qiuchi stared at him, with a little sneer, and said, "No need to find any other evidence, because I am sure you confess your guilt. Do you believe it?"

Yuantong was stunned. He even asked himself to confess his guilt without evidence. He was not a fool.

Yang Qiuchi ordered Yuanmiao to take Yuanmiao to the lobby, and Yuantong became dumbfounded when he heard this.

Yuanmiao wore shackles and Musha entered the main hall. Yuantong, who was kneeling on the ground, saw Yuanmiao like this, and called in a low voice, struggling to stand up. The Jinyiwei on both sides kicked her waist and eyes. Yuantong screamed and fell softly to the ground.

Yuanmiao saw Yuantong kneeling on the ground by being tied up by five flowers. She stepped forward a few steps and looked at Yuantong with a pair of wonderful eyes. She turned around suddenly, staggered two steps, and knelt in front of Yang Qiuchi's case: "Sir! Yuanhui is the one who killed me. You can't catch Yuantong. She has nothing to do with this matter. At that time, she had already gone down the mountain to beg for alms! She didn't know about this matter."

"Is that true?" Yang Qiuchi sat upright behind the case, looked at Yuanmiao and said, "You really killed Yuanmhui alone?"

Yuanmiao kept nodding, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

"Then tell me, when you strangled her, which hand did she break free from the stagnation?"

Yuanmiao hesitated for a moment, looked at Yang Qiuchi with tears in her eyes. She said tentatively, "Left hand..." Seeing Yang Qiuchi sneering, she quickly said, "No, no. I remembered wrongly, it was the right hand..."

Yang Qiuchi didn't even point it out and continued to ask: "When you carried the body to the top of the mountain to fake the scene, was Yuanhui's body lying on its lie on its back?"

Yuanmiao looked up at Yang Qiuchi, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Yes... are tilted..."

"Hmm?" Yang Qiuchi sneered.

"No, no. I'm lying on my tummy..."

Yang Qiuchi laughed and asked again: "Then why did you put Yuanhuidi's body on the ground?"

"I...I guess the murderer might like to be from behind... so he lay down..."

"Hahaha." Yang Qiuchi couldn't help laughing, looking at Yuantong, and saw that her face was pale and she looked at Yuanmi with heartache.

Yang Qiuchi continued to ask: "Are the body wearing clothes or naked without dresses?"

Yuanmiao already felt that he was talking wrong, her lips trembled for a moment, and said, "Yes... Is it naked all over her body without a dress..."

"Where did you throw her dress?" Yang Qiuchi asked with a stern face.

"I... I threw it into the grass. Where to throw it... I can't remember..."

Yang Qiuchi slapped the table, "Nonsense! The deceased Yuanhui's hands were not dislocated at all. On the fake scene of the mountain top, she was lying on her back instead of lying on the ground. There was also. Although her dress was untied, it was not taken off. So she was not naked without a dress!"

After a pause, Yang Qiuchi continued, "You are such a weak little nun, you can't kill Yuanhui, and you have never been to the mountaintop scene. The reason why you take on a lot of things is to shelter the criminals!"

Yuanmiao cried and said, "Master, I have confessed all my sins. Just arrest me and leave. Isn't it enough for someone to confess his guilt?"

"Hmph!" Yang Qiuchi said coldly, "Do you think I am the same as those stupid officials? Tell you, I will not wrongly accuse a good person, nor will I indulge a bad person!"

Yang Qiuchi turned his head and looked at Yuantong who was kneeling not far behind her with a sad expression. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he laughed twice, withdrew his eyes and sighed: "However, it's better to have less than more things. Since you are willing to voluntarily confess your guilt, it's okay for me to settle the case. But do you know that killing someone will cause life to be killed?"

Yuanmiao smiled sadly: "Pinnie knows that Poinnie is willing to pay for Yuanhui's life."

"Don't pay for your life? Okay, since Yuantong does not admit to murder, and you admit it, I can only ask you for guilt. Murder is to ask for it." Yang Qiuchi said slowly, "Do you know this? I just killed a thief in the rivers and oceans some time ago, and first showed him to the public. Passers-by spit, smashed eggs, and threw stones to criticize everything."

Yuanmiao's face was pale. A little nun as beautiful as hers, even if she was not afraid of death, she would still be afraid of being a fool. After hearing the suffering of parading in the streets, she couldn't help but tremble all over. Yuantong behind her felt even more heartache and heartbroken.

Yang Qiuchi continued to hit their nerves: "After playing in the street, I will send it to the court, kneel on the ground, and ask for a killing in the morning. The executioner's apprentice pulled your hair and stretched your neck. Why did you need to stretch it? "

Yuanmiao felt a coldness in his neck, and he couldn't control the fear in his heart. His knees softened and he fell to the ground. Yuanmeng's mouth trembled, his whole body began to tremble, and he bit his lower lip tightly.

Yang Qiuchi continued slowly, "Then, the executioner's ghost-headed knife was raised high, slashed down with one knife, and the head rolled down, and blood spilled all over the floor. Tsk, that was so miserable. Of course, I heard that some executioners are less skilled in their kung fu, and if they keep slashing with one knife, they are still slashing the second and third kung fu. So before the cut was cut, the muscles on the neck were still attached to the head, hanging on the chest, their eyes would blink, and their mouths would open and close, as if they were shouting ~ It was bitter~!..."

"Stop talking!" Yuantong finally couldn't help but shouted with a pale face, "Please stop talking, Master, I killed Yuanhui, this matter has nothing to do with Yuanmiao!"

Yuanmiao was so scared that she almost fainted by Yang Qiuchi's depiction. Now, when Yuantong claimed to be guilty, she suddenly panicked and got up and shouted: "No! No, it's not her, it was me who killed!"

Yang Qiuchi slapped the table: "Shut up! It's not about buying things, why are you fighting for?" He turned to look at Yuantong and said coldly: "Are you willing to confess your guilt?"

"I confessed my sins and I killed Yuanhui. I really don't care about Yuanmi's affairs."

"Okay, tell me, how did you kill Yuanhuidi?"

Yuantong looked at Yuanmiao lovingly and said slowly: "Before Yuanhui went up the mountain, Yuanmiao and we were inseparable from each other. After Yuanhui came up the mountain, I didn't know that she came for Yuanhui because Yuanhui and I were fellow villagers. So I was able to talk a lot and I often helped her do something. Unexpectedly, she had another intention, set up a trap to lure me to be intimate with her, and deliberately let Yuanmiao see it. Yuanmiao was sad and broke off with me."

"Yuanhui seemed to have suffered a great grievance and ignored me anymore. It's a pity that I didn't know that this was Yuanhui's plan, and he was determined to please her and win back her heart. Until one day, Yuanmiao cried and said to me. Yuanmiao went to her room and said a lot of bad things about me. If Yuanmiao wanted Yuanmiao to not be with me anymore, she would be with her. Yuanmiao didn't like her and scolded her out of the Zen room. But she was worried that Yuanmiao would take revenge and thought about it. Then she told me."

"I was very surprised and asked Yuanmiao what was going on. Yuanmiao then told her that Yuanmiao would come to become a monk for her to catch up with the mountain. Only then did I realize that Yuanmiao had planned that she was pretending to be with me, and her purpose was to break up Yuanmiao and break up. I was very angry and wanted to question her, but Yuanmiao stopped her."

Yang Qiuchi listened quietly to Yuantong about the emotional entanglement between the three women. No matter how you hear it, it seems to be about the love between men and women. It is so natural. He sighed in his heart, maybe, the moon in the sky is drunk and pulled the red line by mistake, which leads to this strange emotion among the three women.

Yuantong continued, "On the night when the accident happened, Yuanmiao came to me crying and said that in the evening, Yuanhui came to her room, took off her robe and threatened her to get along with her, otherwise she would go to the abbot, Master Jing, to report my relationship with Yuanmiao, to ruin our reputation and to take us straight out of the mountain gate. Yuanmiao had no choice but to agree."

Yang Qiuchi interjected and asked Yuanmiao: "Is Yuantong's truth?"

Yuantong has already pleaded guilty. If Yuanmiao continues to seek crimes randomly, she will send both of them to the guillotine. She just nodded and said with a dismal expression: "Yes."

Now it is clear that the dim tree found in the gap in the quilt on the bed in Yuanmiao's room was left behind when the dead Yuanhui forced and Yuanmiaoxing knew things that night.

(ps: By the way, let me explain the reason why Yang Qiuchi judged that instead of armpit hair: the difference between armpit hair is more obvious, it is obviously thicker than armpit hair, with much greater curvature, and the armpit hair is relatively straight; the tips of armpit hair are relatively blunt, and the two are easier to distinguish between the naked eye. Besides, dear bosses, have you seen a few women with armpit hair with a lot of armpit hair? Even if they are long, they are still shaved clean, especially in summer.)

Yang Qiuchi asked Yuantong again: "Did you kill her because of this?"

"Yes! I cannot stand the threat from others the most, especially the threat of Yuanmiao. I cannot let Yuanmiao be wronged, nor can I let Yuanhui report us and let Yuanhui be embarrassed in front of everyone. So I quietly arrived at Yuanhui's room alone late at night. She was lying on the bed and I strangled her to death."

"When did you come to her room to kill someone?"

Yuantong thought about it: "It's almost dawn when the fifth day of the day."

Yang Qiuchi felt a little surprised: "It's so long a night, why did you think of killing her when it's almost dawn?"

"I...I've been talking in Yuanmiao's room..."

"No," Yang Qiuchi sneered, remembering the mixed saliva spots on Yuanmiao. That afternoon and evening, Yuanmiao should have had a homosexual relationship. Yuanmiao had a homosexual relationship, and then said: "You must be sad, heartbroken, and comforted her with tenderness. So you two were doing that miserable thing in bed that night, right?"
Chapter completed!