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Chapter 132

Not long after, people from the county government arrived, including the thin man who had been thrown away by Meng Yuan's arm that day.

When the little thin man saw Meng Yuan, he turned on the vibration mode, and the hand holding the knife shook loudly.

The officer next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, can we stop shaking?"

"I'm scared..."

The little thin man grinned, his smile uglier than his cry.

It was okay if he didn't speak, but when he spoke others started to get scared.

After Wang Dashun was thrown by Meng Yuan to the gate of the county government office that day, everyone in the government office came to watch. Good guy, except for his life, there was no one left intact. There were bumps and bruises all over.

You said, who dares to offend such a person?

"Brother Meng, are you Brother Meng?"

The leading yamen officer came forward to talk to Meng Yuan, with a humble smile on his face, "We are here to investigate the murder case at Baiwan Noodle House on Master Lin's order. Do you think it would be convenient for you to cooperate?"

Meng Yuan turned to look at Shen Qingqing, his eyes slightly raised, "Let's go to the county government office, just in time to ask the county magistrate to help find out the details of that old Taoist."

"I think so."

Now that she has been targeted by the old man, the enemy is hidden and she is exposed. To deal with such a ruthless and vigilant enemy, it is still necessary to call in foreign aid.

The most important thing is that the people who send it to your door are not in vain.

In the Ningyang County government office, Lin Ziyan became an ant on the hot pot and was so anxious that he could not sit still.

There are still no clues about the two murder cases the night before yesterday, and another one happened today. Ningyang County has almost become a gathering place for rumors, about evil ghosts taking revenge, some mysterious curses... Anyway, the rumors are getting more and more outrageous.

As a parent, can he not be anxious?

After finally waiting for the government officials to bring the body and the suspect, he immediately went to the front to interrogate the case without stopping.

Looking at the smelly corpse on the stretcher, and then at Meng Yuan standing upright in the courtroom, the veins in Lin Ziyan's temples jumped twice.

"Didn't I tell you that murder is illegal?"

"If you don't kill Wang Dashun, you go and kill Wang Dashun's wife. How can you be so capable?"

He just guessed that this was a tiger. The man didn't take his words seriously, and he actually guessed it right!

"I have already said that I will help you handle the matter. Can't you have more trust between people..."

Lin Ziyan was chatting incessantly when his sleeve was suddenly pulled down by the government servant next to him, "Mr. Lin, that... the suspect is not him, but the woman next to him."

Lin Ziyan choked, and the atmosphere suddenly felt a little awkward.

Shen Qingqing took the initiative to stand up and said: "I only want to say two things. I was not the one who killed her. The second person who killed her was the same person who killed the Li family and his son the night before yesterday."

Her eyes were bright, her voice was clear, and she had a sassy demeanor all over her body, without any appearance of trepidation or fear.

With just one glance, Lin Ziyan believed her, and without asking why, he directly ordered the government officials to carry Chun Ya Niang's body down for inspection.

After waiting for about half an hour, the person responsible for examining the body at the county government came over and reported the results. Indeed, as Shen Qingqing said, Li Xiucai and Chun Ya Niang died of the same cause.

After listening to Wu Zuo's words, Lin Ziyan turned back and looked at Shen Qingqing steadily, "How much inside information do you know? Tell me everything."

"This matter is actually quite easy to explain. It depends on whether you are willing to believe it or not."

Lin Ziyan's voice was firm: "As long as what you say is reasonable, I will definitely believe it."

"Okay." Shen Qingqing tilted her head and winked at the thin man standing by, "Brother, help me move a stool, thank you."

Little thin man: "..."

Other prisoners have to kneel down to be interrogated when they are caught, but this one is better, he doesn't even have to kneel down, he still needs a stool...

Is this reasonable?

Lin Ziyan tilted his head and whispered: "Move the stool."

Little Slender Man: Well, that’s quite reasonable.

Shen Qingqing sat down on the stool and slowly told the story of how Li Xiucai hired someone to steal Zhang Chengyi's fate, and how the old Taoist deliberately retaliated afterwards.

"So you mean that Li Xiucai's son was killed by the transshipment formation, and that both Li Xiucai and Wang Dashun's wife were poisoned by poisonous insects?"

Lin Ziyan knitted his eyebrows, his face wrinkled like a bitter gourd, and turned to look at the master with a similarly complicated expression, "Do you understand?"

The master smiled awkwardly: "I understand, but I feel..."

Just, a little outrageous.

When Shen Qingqing heard this, she didn't explain much, "That's what it is. If you like it, believe it. If you don't want to believe it, you will be put down."

"No, how about you give me some evidence? This is so baseless. Even if I want to believe it, I can't convince myself."

"You want evidence, right?" Shen Qingqing touched her chin and waved to the thin man, "Go to the pharmacy to buy some anti-worming herbs and ask the kitchen to boil it into a potion and bring it to you."

Little thin man: "Okay!"

He already knows his place.

What a yamen servant? Just an errand boy.

About half an hour later, the thin man came back with the dark potion. This time he didn't ask Lin Ziyan any questions. He looked directly at Shen Qingqing and said, "What are you going to do next?"

Shen Qingqing glanced at Lin Ziyan, "Where is Li Xiucai's body? Can you take me there to have a look?"

"Can."

Lin Ziyan stood up and walked to the front to lead the way. As soon as he walked into the morgue, and was about to turn around and tell Shen Qingqing where Li Xiucai's body was, Shen Qingqing had already taken the water basin from the little thin man's hand and walked to the body.

With a "swish" sound, the potion was poured on Liu Xiucai's head, and everyone in the morgue was dumbfounded.

"How come you...are as stupid as Meng Yuan?"

Lin Ziyan was shocked. When the Li family came over and saw this scene, why should they ask him for an explanation?

Shen Qingqing threw the basin aside and glanced at the beetle crawling out of Li Xiucai's nostril, "Here, the evidence you want."

Perhaps the beetle was stupefied by the anthelmintics, and the originally agile beetle slowed down several times, and it squirmed for a long time before crawling off Li Xiucai's face.

Shen Qingqing held Zhang Fushu and looked back at the confused people, "Do you believe it this time?"

Lin Ziyan nodded with difficulty, "So, how should we deal with this insect?"

As he finished speaking, a burst of fire suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, and the beetle that had been spinning in place immediately turned into a ball of ashes.

Master Chen was so excited that his beard flew up, "Wow, why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this ability? If you had told me earlier, we would have believed you!"

The corners of Shen Qingqing's mouth twitched. The key point is, I didn't know you were so easy to fool.

Lin Ziyan coughed lightly and made an invitation gesture to her, "Come, let's talk about how to catch an old man. You must be better at this than me."

Shen Qingqing followed him back to the lobby, sat down on the bench, and said in an orderly manner: "That old man is very vigilant and keeps to himself. Looking for him is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It will be difficult to alert the snake, so in the end

So that we can catch him next time he takes action."

"But we don't know when he will take action next time..."

"Just wait and see. I can see that he is impatient. He won't be able to hold it in for a few days before his hands are itchy. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see."

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