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Ji Chun Dong glanced at him, "Because I understand you. The more you suppress me, the more you bounce back. The more you're told not to torture, the more you want to beat him up during the interrogation, but I'm not joking with you about this, that's my grandnephew. If you dare to hurt him, we're not done yet.

"

Du Minying leaned back against the slightly hard mahogany chair. With a leisurely attitude, he said, "Since you know me, you should know that I never beat up prisoners …"

"Mother and son."

"I think you're looking for a beating." Du Minying slammed her hand on the table and berated, "A relative does not avoid a case and even took the initiative to go over. If I really dare to use her, will I be impeached by the censor?"

Ji Chun Dong sincerely said, "But she is really powerful …"

"Hurry up and shut up. One more word, get the hell out of here!"

Ji Chun Dong was silent, but he was probably worried about his grandnephew. His expression was not good.

"Where were you last night?" he asked in a low voice.

Ji Chun Dong was stunned as he looked at him.

Du Minying raised his head and keenly observed his facial features, paying attention to his every action, "You've heard it just now. Last night, the Board of Justice's yamen was robbed, and we still haven't found out what was lost. However, the entire yamen's duty guard was knocked unconscious for two hours, where were you at that time?"

"I can't do it if he's a child, but he's the grandson of Old Ji. I don't dare to underestimate him, so there's a chance that he really does have some amazing divine arts."

After a long while, the sound of a small soldier reporting came from outside the door and came to find Du Minying.

Du Minying walked away, talking to the soldier as he walked through the front porch.

In the small hall, Ji Chun Dong lowered his head, a few complex emotions flashing across his eyes.

Last night, the Board of Justice's office had opened and he had just found out. Could it be …

Thinking about the relationship between that brat Rong Ling and the Rage King, Ji Chun Dong couldn't help but be worried. Could it be that Liu Wei and her wife had really done something to each other?

The Meng death case was set to begin at twenty minutes past noon. As it was an internal case, and since it involved the upper echelons of the government, it was not open to public opinion.

But in reality, when the trial actually began, there were quite a few people around to listen in. A few from the imperial palace, some from the palace, some from Meng Shaoyang, and a few from the Left Prime Minister's Estate. Finally, there were those shameless officials from Zhuang, Ji Chun Dong, and some related to the case of the magistrate. All of a sudden, the usually quiet hall of the Ministry of Justice was completely filled with people.

Today, the presiding judge was Vice Minister Du. He was an old judge who hated evil and was fair and honest. Before the meeting began, Liu Wei had mixed the related personnel of the Imperial Uncle's residence and observed the Vice Minister, who was seated at the seat of honor. When she sensed that the Minister was among the higher ups of the Ministry of Justice, and had an overly youthful appearance, she was a little stunned, but at the same time she heaved a sigh of relief.

Be easier to deal with.

Zhuang Chang who was sitting opposite to him held a small teacup in his hands, and would occasionally glance at Liu Wei, then turn his head and communicate with Minister Yang who was by his side.

Liu Wei noted that Zhuang Chang Zai was looking at her and felt grateful in her heart. She did not expect the Chief Patrol Officer would intervene.

"Pah!" The frightening wood knocked on the table, producing a loud sound, pulling everyone who was still in the midst of their discussion back to reality.

"Bring the culprits!"

Moments later, a short, skinny boy dressed in a white prison uniform slowly walked into the hall with the sound of shackles being pulled.

The boy knelt down obediently. His jade-carved face had been reduced after the two days of imprisonment. He lowered his head and focused on the ground below his knees.

The Grand Master agreed that he would personally lead people to bring out the Meng corpse from the ice cellar, accompanied by the legal medical expert, who was in charge of the case.

"Open the cloth."

When the servant opened the corpse's white cloth, he heard a faint sound of sobbing. Du Min Ying glanced over and saw that it was Meng Tai's wife. He frowned, as if finding her noisy.

He slapped the wood again, interrupting Madam Meng's sobbing cries. He stared at the little criminal without blinking, asking, "Did you kill him?"

The little boy raised his head, his gaze fixed on the white and purple corpse before him. After staring for a moment, he said, "No."

"Someone saw you kill him. You had an argument with the victim, Meng, at the Beijing Street Fair, and it became a physical conflict. In the end, you knocked Meng into the tea house, hit him until he vomited blood, and killed him on the spot. Is that not the truth?" His normally round and cute eyes were now narrowed into a straight line. He stared at the presiding assistant minister as he ground his teeth with the tip of his tongue. He took a deep breath and said, "It's the truth, but it's not the whole truth.

However, this does not mean that his death was caused by me. If you really want to convict me, please give me more favorable direct evidence that I have personally caused his fatal injury. Otherwise, I will not be able to accept it. " He did not believe that a child who was not even ten years old could have such a strong ability to distinguish logic. Now, he began to suspect that the person who infiltrated the Ministry of Justice's yamen last night had indeed gone to the dungeon. There was someone with this kid …

What did the child say? Someone taught the child to say these things! With a heart full of conspiracy theories, Vice Minister Du who was standing at the side fiercely glared at Ji Chun Dong, who was listening in from the side. He then looked back at the legal medical expert and said: "Speak!"

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