Li Ang held the lotus and turned it around the bedroom several times. The flower part of the lotus still pointed to the east, as if it was firmly attracted by something in the distance.
"In the book "Zhong-earth Zen", it only said that it could predict bad luck, but it didn't say that such a situation existed..."
Li Ang frowned slightly, and when he heard that Chai Chai had already heated up the food, he put away the lotus root. After eating with Chai Chai, he left Jinchengfang on the pretext of going for a walk.
It's in...this direction.
Li Ang hid the Lotus of Misery in his wide sleeves and headed east, passing through Taiping, Wuben and other cities, and finally arrived at Dongshi.
The festive atmosphere of the Dragon Boat Festival has not completely dissipated, and you can still see mugwort and calamus hanging in some shops on the roadside.
Purse bags, five-color silk threads and lanterns are hung on the iconic trees of Dongshi that grow in the middle of the road.
Horse-drawn carriages and a steady stream of pedestrians,
Goods from all over the world gather here,
The sound of silk and bamboo, the sound of hawking, and the sound of noisy conversations can be heard in my ears.
Li Ang stood by the road and found that the deflection effect of the lotus in his sleeves gradually dissipated, and the lotus petals returned to their original shape.
Did the thing that caused the changes in the lotus disappear?
Or is it over?
He walked around the surrounding area several times, but there was still no response from the lotus in his sleeves. Instead, he saw an acquaintance in a dark alley.
"Wu Shiqi?"
Li Ang was slightly surprised to see Wu Shiqi, a former member of Chang'an Shuran Gang and now a police officer in Wannian County, holding an oil lamp and squatting in the corner of the alley, inspecting the blue-black stone brick wall.
"Li Xiaolangjun?"
Wu Shiqi was slightly startled and stood up with an oil lamp. He was not wearing a bad guy's uniform.
"What are you doing..."
Li Ang glanced at the brick wall Wu Shiqi inspected just now. The wall had some green mold spots that had not been taken care of for a long time, as well as dark red traces - it looked like dried blood stains.
"Assigned by someone to investigate some things."
Wu Shiqi hesitated for a moment, then suddenly gritted his teeth, "To be precise, it's an investigation."
"Investigation?"
Li Ang raised his eyebrows, Wu Qiqi was a police officer in Wannian County, in charge of investigation and arrest.
However, his previous gang experience seems to have dragged him down, and he is still just a young detective.
Wu Qiqi said softly: "Have you heard of Mr. Li Xiaolang? The murder happened in Dongshi during the Dragon Boat Festival."
"What about the one with the surname Nie?"
"That's right."
Wu Shiqi nodded and said: "The deceased's name is Meng Ying. She is fifteen years old. She is the daughter of Meng Chengye, the manager of Chang'an County of Liuguang Bank.
On the night of the Dragon Boat Festival, she and several friends came back from watching the dragon boat race. Due to the crowds of people on the street, she got separated from her friends and escorts at the south entrance of Dongshi City.
At that time, there was a float parade on the street, which was crowded with people. After a while, her friends and guards gathered together again, and found that she was missing, so they went around to look for her. They also asked the bad guys who were in Dongshi at the time, the Town Fu Division
,Jinwuwei is looking for.
However, during festivals, the people of Chang'an leave their respective cities and towns collectively and go out to play.
Various cases occur frequently.
Fires and water breaks out, property is stolen, old people and children get lost...the criminals and the town officials are exhausted and cannot spare too many manpower.
In addition, the smell on the street is too confusing, and the small dogs responsible for sniffing are also confused.
According to witnesses, the last time Meng Ying was seen was when she boarded a carriage.
Zhen Fusi and others searched in the direction the carriage left. When they found Meng Ying, she had been dead in this alley for a long time. The cause of death was a head impact. She struggled and resisted before her death, and her face was scratched by her own hosta.
Flower."
Wu Shiqi pointed to the blood stain on the wall and said solemnly: "In the alley, apart from her, there is only one young man, Nie Shilei.
Nie Shilei is from Xinghuafang. He is twenty years old. He is naturally stupid and slow. He usually has a gentle temperament and likes to giggle.
On the night of the Dragon Boat Festival, his father Nie Gao took him and his sister Nie Yuhuan to Dongshi to set up a stall, selling bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets and bamboo toys.
Due to pain in his abdomen, Nie Gao asked his daughter Nie Yuhuan to take care of his elder brother.
Nie Yuhuan was attracted by the float and left the stall alone.
When the two returned, Nie Shilei also disappeared.
The father and daughter hurriedly went to look for him, and arrived at both ends of the alley with Zhen Fusi and others at the same time - Nie Shilei was disheveled at that time, with tears streaming down his face, kneeling on the ground, trying to help Meng Ying sort out his messy clothes.
."
Li Ang was silent, after listening to Wu Qiqi's account of the case, he suddenly asked, "Didn't anyone look into this alley before Meng Ying died?"
Wu Shiqi shook his head and said, "No. This alley is low-lying and used to be filled with smelly water, so few people usually walk there. But on the night of the Dragon Boat Festival, both ends of this alley were piled up.
The clutter in the store. Passers-by are blocked by the clutter and cannot see what’s going on inside.”
He paused and added: "Nie Shilei not only has scratch wounds on his arms,"
Moreover, his clothes were disheveled, and there were traces of sperm stains on his pants. According to the reaction of the fine dog at the time, the sperm stains on his pants had the same smell as those on Meng Ying’s clothes.
The witnesses and physical evidence at the scene were conclusive, and the soldiers of the Zhenfu Division immediately arrested him and took him to the Dali Temple Prison.
No matter how you look at it, Nie Shilei is the number one suspect, and the circumstances of the case are so bad that he will be questioned and executed later..."
"But?"
Li Ang asked peacefully, if the case was really that simple, Wu Qiqi would not be investigating in this alley at night, nor would he waste time talking to Li Ang so much.
"However, I think there are too many doubts."
Wu Shiqi smiled bitterly and said: "First of all, it's the witnesses. More than one person saw Meng Ying voluntarily boarding a luxury carriage before her death. Who does that luxury carriage belong to? What does it have to do with Meng Ying?
Secondly, although Nie Shilei is a fool, he has a gentle personality and is friendly to others. Even the naughty children in Xinghuafang cannot bear to bully him.
Why would he inexplicably hurt an unknown woman?"
Li Ang squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you think someone is framing you?"
"Yes."
Wu Shiqi nodded and said in a deep voice: "The father of the deceased Meng Ying is Meng Chengye, the manager of Liuguang Bank in Chang'an County.
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He has a sworn relationship with Jin Wusuan, the most powerful businessman in the Yu Kingdom.
If it hadn't been for this accident, Meng Ying would probably have married Jin Wusuan's second son.
After the case occurred, Jin Wusuan immediately mobilized the resources at hand to push Dali Temple, Wannian County, etc. to speed up the investigation and trial of the case, in order to find justice for his niece."
Li Ang frowned. Jin Wusuan opened Liuguang Bank, which may be the number one wealthy businessman in the Yu Kingdom, or even in the world - excluding the powerful clans such as Five Surnames and Qiwang.
No one knows how vast his network of contacts is in secret and how many dignitaries and monks he has met.
There is such a rumor in Chang'anfang that there are only two ways to offend Jin Wusuan,
The first is to pray for his own forgiveness,
The second is death.
"If Mr. Li Xiaolang is interested,"
Wu Qiqi cupped his hands and said: "The day after tomorrow, Dali Temple will hear this case publicly."
"Hmm."
Li Ang nodded, without saying whether to go or not, and turned around and left Dongshi.
Looking at his retreating figure, Wu Qiqi let out a long sigh of relief.
"He left?"
A low voice sounded from the side, and Wu Shiqi turned his head dumbly, only to see a bearded man with a vicissitudes of life on his face walking out of the corner of the street.
Zou Han, the jailer of Dali Temple, Wu Qi’s close friend in life and death.
"You've been here?!"
Wu Qiqi was surprised at first, and then became furious, "Why didn't you come out just now? I came to this muddy water just for you!
Do you know who that person was just now?
He is Li Ang and Li Xiaolangjun of the academy! The top scholar in the academy, the founding county uncle, the Little Medicine King God who has cured countless people! Didn’t you say you want to find out this case? Just now is the best time to ask him for justice...
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"I know, but..."
Zou Han took a deep breath and said, "In the evening, I saw the prince's carriage and went to his mansion."