Yesterday, when Yu Yuxian was pulled into Hualou by several wealthy businessmen, Zhuang Li happened to bump into her.
Today, when she was carried back to Yu's house by Duke Gui, Zhuang Li's carriage slowly passed by.
"That's Yu Yuxian." Zhuang Li lifted the curtain of the car to take a look when he heard the roar of the pedestrians.
"How do you know?" 7480 watched curiously.
"It can be seen from the height and posture." Zhuang Li listened for a moment, then chuckled, "She is crying."
Yu Yuxian's pain nourishes his happiness.
Thinking of Zhuang Xiaohui's experience, 7480 spat: "Bah, she deserves it!"
The carriage was getting farther and farther away, and a group of good people followed behind the **** of the turtle, pointing at Yu Yuxian who was not covering his body. Others tried to pull the cape on her head to see her true face.
Yu Yuxian's screams could be heard from far away. The cloak was her only fig leaf, and without it, her life would be lost.
Zhuang Li closed his eyes and slowly raised the corners of his lips.
After a while, the Xingbu Yamen arrived, Zhuang Li smoothed the hem of his clothes, got off the carriage, and joined Feng Yi at the door. Recently, the two have been on duty in the Criminal Department, responsible for reviewing and approving major and important cases reported across the country.
As soon as Zhuang Li was seated, an official handed over the case file and asked him to sign it.
This is a case of murdering a husband in the capital. The deceased was a son-in-law who came to the house. After marriage, he was respectful and filial to his father-in-law. He also loved his wife and children very much. All the neighbors praised him.
But a few days ago, his body was found in a dilapidated temple, and his whole body was burnt to charcoal, leaving only a wrench and a jade pendant for identification.
And his wife Du Shi was caught as a murderer and put in jail. It was a businessman who denounced Du Shi.
The salesman said that he often passed by the door of Du's house when he was selling goods, and he had an affair with Du Shi when he went there. Fly with the merchant.
The trader was so frightened that he didn't dare to see Du Shi for several days, until he heard the news of the deceased's death, he realized that he had caused a lot of trouble, and hurriedly came to report the crime.
In order to prove that he did not lie, he could even tell where Du Shi had birthmarks and moles.
Du Shi refused to admit it at first, but after a few beatings, he honestly confessed.
Jing Zhaoyin sentenced Du Shi to death, and after waiting for Zhuang Li's approval, he went to Caishikou and chopped off Du Shi's head.
Now is the late autumn, the so-called questioning after the autumn is exactly this time.
As long as Zhuang Li's stroke falls, after three days, Du's life will be gone.
The official who handed over the file stared at Zhuang Li's pen, holding his breath unconsciously.
Zhuang Li glanced at him, and a gleam of light flashed in his pupils.
He handed the file to Feng Yi and asked, "What do you think?"
Feng Yi carefully read the woman's confession, shook his head and said, "Check again, after all, it is a matter of human life. Du's confession is sincere and does not look like a wicked woman who commits adultery."
The official who brought the case hurriedly said: "The iron evidence is like a mountain, how can we investigate this case? The servants of the Du family saw Du Shi and the deceased go out together in the morning, but came back alone in the evening. After that, the deceased disappeared. , Three days later, the body was found in the ruined temple. Who else could the murderer be besides Mrs. Du? Furthermore, even Mrs. Du's personal maid said that since the deceased disappeared, Mrs. Du had a strange expression and often hid in the room alone to wipe her tears. If she hadn't killed her husband, how could she be so abnormal?"
The official pointed to the testimony of several witnesses and said firmly: "She must be the murderer!"
"Where is the body of the deceased, I'll take a look." Zhuang Li put down the red pen.
"I'll go too." Feng Yi stood up immediately.
The official quickly dissuaded: "The body has been burned into coke, and it is described as very terrifying. The two adults should not look at it."
"Since it's been burned into coke, how can you be sure that the deceased is Du's husband?" Zhuang Li asked with raised eyebrows.
"This is Du's own admission. She said that the wrench and jade pendant on the corpse belonged to her husband."
"The purpose of burning the corpse was to cover up the identity so that others would not recognize it. Why did Mrs. Du say that this was her husband? She killed the man and burned the corpse. Wouldn't her recognition be for nothing? "Zhuang Li continued to ask.
The official was instantly speechless.
Feng Yi slapped his palms and said, "That's right! This doesn't make sense at all!"
Zhuang Li glanced at him and asked, "Do you know that if the officials made the wrong case, how should they be punished according to the law?"
Feng Yi scratched the back of his head and honestly admitted: "I don't know, I haven't studied the law."
"Dayan's law has a statement: those who are punished unfairly are guilty of the same crime." Zhuang Li said slowly, "In other words, if I sign this case today and sentence Du Shi to death, there will be evidence in the future that it is me. Misjudgment, then I also have to die. If her head falls wrongly, my head will fall too."
Zhuang Li stretched out his long and slender index finger and slashed across his neck.
Feng Yi was stunned, and after a long while in cold sweat, he said, "Is it so serious?"
"How can you not be careful when life is at stake?" Zhuang Li patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "You are on duty in the Criminal Department, how can you not understand the law at all? How can you govern officials? How can you serve the victims? You are not here to play, you are here to judge guilt and innocence, you are the ruler of justice, understand?"
Feng Yi nodded with a pale face, and then said solemnly: "Cousin, I understand. I will memorize the law of our Dayan tonight. From now on, I will do my job well."
Zhuang Li nodded in relief, and then looked at the official, only to see that the other party was pressing his head tightly, only showing the tip of his nose covered in cold sweat.
7480 said firmly: "This person looks guilty! This case must be tricky!"
"Go and see and you'll know." Zhuang Li walked away.
In this backward age, the identity of a charred corpse is difficult to identify. Walking to the Yizhuang, the white cloth was lifted, and the official had completely recovered his composure.
He wanted to see what flowers Zhuang Li could find.
Zhuang Li picked up the case, looked at the information about his son-in-law's height, weight, body shape, etc., and observed the corpse for a while, then nodded and said, "The physical signs are basically the same."
When the words fell, he said amazingly: "Boil the corpse."
Feng Yi, who was shivering with fright from the charred corpse: "!!!"
The official: "!!!"
"Boil a corpse?" the official asked in a trembling voice. He looked at Zhuang Li as if he was looking at a man-eating monster.
"Cut open the stomach and see the internal organs before cooking." Zhuang Li waved his hand, and the two guards standing behind him immediately handed over a sharp dagger, and turned to prepare the cauldron and firewood.
Both of them were born in Long Jinwei, and they were used to seeing blood and blood.
So after half a day, Zhuang Li completed the autopsy and found a white bone.
He squatted down to examine the bones carefully, and recorded on the paper as he told the story: "The deceased male, five feet tall, between the ages of thirty and thirty-three, the cause of death was strangulation or strangulation. Roast chicken, roast goose, braised pork and other big meat dishes.”
He looked at the official and said firmly: "This person is not Du's husband."
"Impossible!" The official denied it, but there was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead.
Just looking at the bones, how could Zhuang Li understand such details? Can he know ghosts and gods? Thinking of this, the official looked at Zhuang Li with fear.
Feng Yi was also stunned: "Cousin, how did you know?"
"You don't need to care how I know, you just need to know that this is a wrongful case."
Zhuang Li clicked on the file and sneered: "Du Shi's husband is now forty years old, which is not the same age as the corpse. The deceased suffered from severe gastritis and had a very small stomach capacity. The sequelae of Du Shi's husband are also incompatible with Du Shi's husband. Mr. Du is a well-known wealthy businessman with a wealth of over one million. It is impossible for Du Shi's husband to suffer from hunger all year round, much less eat to death like a starving ghost. Almost burst my belly."
Zhuang Li stared at the official and said with a half-smile, "You can make a mistake in this kind of case that you can see at a glance. What are you doing? I'll investigate this case myself, and you don't have to intervene."
Officials crush people to death at the first level, what else can officials do other than just comply with their promises?
He didn't expect that Zhuang Li could still see the clues in this case, which had already been made into an iron case by them! When you go back, you have to tell the master immediately!
The officer pleaded guilty again and again, then ran away in despair.
Feng Yi pointed to the bones, and then pointed to his own eyes: "Cousin, what is a case that can be understood at a glance? I am afraid that only you can understand it in this world, right?"
Zhuang Li took off the skull of the deceased and turned away.
Feng Yi was stunned, and after a while, he chased after him, with a hurried tone: "Cousin, why are you taking someone's head? You go back quickly, and be careful that someone's grievance will come to you at night."
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It was night, and Zhuang Li restored the deceased's appearance based on the outline of the skull.
He took the portrait and turned it over and over.
Zhuang Xiaohui, who was standing behind him, murmured, "This person is very familiar!"
"Huh? Have you met him?" Zhuang Li asked back.
Zhuang Xiaohui stared at the portrait and pointed out: "Don't tie your hair up, let it go down, it's messy, especially messy; add a beard here, and a little more wrinkles on your face, isn't this one of those beggars who bullied me in my previous life? One of them!"
Zhuang Li quickly changed the portrait according to his sister's instructions, and instructed, "Look at it again."
Zhuang Xiaohui slapped the table hard: "It's one of those seven beggars! I know this face turned to ashes!"
Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows and pondered with a half-smiley smile: "Why are they again? It's interesting now."
"Brother, do you think this case is still related to Feng Yu? If you sentence Du Shi to death, you will also be beheaded. This move is too vicious!" Zhuang Xiaohui was so angry that blood flashed in her eyes.
"Whether it's him, you'll find out. Do you know where the ruined temple where the seven beggars gathered? He's dead, his partner should know some clues. My brother will bring someone to find them." Zhuang Li Put down the portrait and walk out the door.
Zhuang Xiaohui hurriedly followed behind him: "I know, I'll take you there right away! These beasts have to die at the hands of the old lady!"
Zhuang Li glanced back at her.
Zhuang Xiaohui, who was showing her teeth and dancing with her claws and a ferocious face, immediately smiled and said in a sweet voice, "Brother, I'm joking. I'm just taking you there, I promise not to do it."
"Okay." Then Zhuang Li smiled and rubbed her head.