Chapter 81: Busy closing the case, Song Qin actually had a dispute
The next day, as soon as Qin Shaobai arrived at the county government office, Xiao Shan sent a letter, saying that it was placed behind the county government drum.
The letter was addressed to Song Ci. A trace of suspicion flashed across Song Ci's face after receiving the letter.
Qin Shaobai didn't bother to ask Song Ci who wrote the letter and what it said.
Mr. Song should also have his own privacy, right?
Just like Qin Shaobai, his mind is full of questions now.
He took the mouse home last night, closed the door and studied it all night.
No matter from which angle he looked at it, he felt that the death of the rat was unusual.
Xiaolan must have been very angry at that time. It can be seen from the fact that she threw away her hands and left him, Lord Qin.
Although he still doesn't dare to ask Xiaolan why he is angry.
But he could be sure that Xiaolan must have used a lot of force, and it was very likely that she would drop the mouse to death.
But he clearly saw that the mouse's eyes kept turning, turning many times before dying in terror.
Could it be that the mouse was struggling to breathe and only its eyes were moving but its body was not moving?
Alas, it would be great if Du Niang was around.
"Shaobai, Mr. Qin, Qin Shaobai, what are you thinking about?"
Song Ci had already finished reading the letter, frowning and looking around. When he turned to Qin Shaobai, he saw Qin Shaobai standing up and squatting down, pressing his forehead and holding his chin. He was curious.
asked.
"It's okay, I just think that if the mouse is thrown to death, it will be flopping on the ground for a long time."
"It depends on who threw it. You and I threw it. It might have caused the little thing to struggle for a while. If it was a master like Nan Quan, I think it would have killed him directly."
Qin Shaobai paused for a moment. He couldn't tell Song Ci. The mouse looked very painful and couldn't move its whole body.
"Shaobai, this letter said that we should draw the chess game and post it at the door of the government office. The other party will take a look to see if it is the answer he wants."
It turns out that it is not Mr. Song’s private letter.
Qin Shaobai actually felt a little disappointed.
To be honest, Nanyang County has been cloudy every day these days.
He really hoped that something, preferably a happy event, would lighten the air in this city.
"Master Song, why do I think this person is playing some kind of game with us?"
Song Ci glanced at Qin Shaobai coldly: "How many lives can be used to play games? Is this person still a human being?"
"Well, in some people's hearts, human life is like grass. Therefore, it is even more important for us to protect those who are weak."
Song Ci patted Qin Shaobai on the shoulder: "No matter who the other person is, since he wants to play games, let's play with him. One day, he will understand what it means to play with fire."
Song Ci walked into his autopsy room, and after a while, he walked out with a piece of paper and said, "Xiao Shan, please take the chess score I drew and stick it outside the door."
"Master Song, should we find someone to ambush you and see who will come to see this chess record?"
Song Ci shook his head: "That person dared to let us post the chess records here, which means that he has a way to see the chess records without letting us find out."
Sure enough, an hour later, an arrow shot a letter into the big tree in front of the Yamen.
Xiao Shan took the letter under the arrow and handed it to Song Ci.
When Song Ci opened the letter and read it, his eyes immediately turned cold.
"Master Song, what did that man say in his letter?"
Xiao Shan saw Song Ci's bad expression and asked quickly.
"Nothing, it's a good thing. Xiao Shan, you go and post the county notice now, saying that the case of Mr. Qian has been resolved. Mr. Qian's murder of Qian Jincai was manslaughter. Mr. Qian felt guilty and missed his deceased wife too much.
Therefore, he committed suicide by jumping into the water where his deceased wife fell."
When Song Ci read these words to his master, Qin Shaobai kept looking at him with wide eyes.
Several times, Qin Shaobai wanted to rush forward and ask Song Ci why, but every time he was forced back by Song Ci's calm eyes.
"By the way, I need to add some adult admonitions."
Song Ci turned to Qin Shaobai this time: "Master Qin, what do you have to say to the people of Nanyang County about this case? Let the people learn some lessons from this case so as to avoid making the same mistakes again."
"Here, I really have something to say." Qin Shaobai walked up to the master, spread out a piece of paper, and wrote a paragraph eloquently.
Nanyang County Magistrate Shaobai’s remarks:
Qian Jincai's death seemed to be due to the cruelty of his father Qian Rong, but in fact he died due to the pampering of his mother Qian.
All children in the world are the treasures of their parents’ hearts. Parents should use benevolence, justice and morality to let their children feel loved and learn to love.
You must not use unbridled doting to make your children think all about themselves and treat other people's lives and dignity like ants.
Those who respect others will always be respected by others, and those who love others will always be loved by others.
I hope that all the people in Nanyang County will be kind to their fathers and filial to their sons, and respectful to their brothers and sisters. If one person is in trouble, everyone will help them. The bright future of Nanyang County will surely warm the hearts of all of us.
After writing, Qin Shaobai put down his pen and let out a long sigh.
"Mr. Qin, what you said is so good." Xiao Shan and the others actually applauded, "We in Nanyang County need a county magistrate like you, who can make all the people of Nanyang County understand justice. Only in this way, everyone
Everyone can live a good life."
"Okay, stop flattering you adults. Go to each entrance and exit and post a few more posters."
After everyone left, Qin Shaobai pulled Song Ci into the autopsy room.
"Tell me, why are you lying? Mr. Qian was obviously killed and thrown into the river."
"Yes, this letter also tells me who that person is."
Song Ci waved the letter, and Qin Shaobai quickly went to grab it, but Song Ci quickly tore the letter into pieces.
"Master Song, do you know that you are destroying evidence and I can arrest you?"
Seeing the anger on Qin Shaobai's face, Song Ci didn't want to explain, so she walked out.
Qin Shaobai didn't let him go forward and grabbed him by the lapel, his eyes filled with disappointment.
Song Ci struggled to pull away, but Qin Shaobai was not willing to let him go. With every pull, Song Ci's official uniform was torn off in a loud bang.
"Master Qin, do you know that I, a fourth-grade official, am much older than you, a little county magistrate? If you tore my clothes, I can accuse you of contempt for an officer, ransack your home, and let you and your family
The two children were sent to the frontier.”
Qin Shaobai knew clearly that Song Ci was joking, but he replied unceremoniously: "Okay, you go and sue, preferably to the emperor. Then, I will also sue you for being reckless and reckless, regardless of the people's grievances."
Judgment."
Qin Shaobai turned pale with anger. He really didn't expect that Song Ci would do this. The case was obviously not over yet, so he ended it hastily.
How is this different from those corrupt officials who bend the law for personal gain?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, feeling that his idol had turned from brilliant to dirty and despicable. He actually sat in front of the chessboard and shed tears.
Song Ci saw Qin Shaobai crying like a child, and was really angry and funny.
He pulled Qin Shaobai up: "Shaobai, there are some things that you shouldn't know. As long as you believe that Song Ci is not that kind of evil person, he will never do anything that is sorry to the people of Nanyang County."
"How can you be worthy of Mr. Qian? He was obviously killed."
"Shaobai, was it Master Qian who killed Qian Jincai?"
"Yes, yes, but he was forced."
"He killed someone, should he be punished and die in the end?"
"Then we can plead for him. You also know that he is being used. He really doesn't want to."
Seeing that Qin Shaobai was almost crazy, Song Ci poured him a cup of tea.
After he drank tea and calmed down, he said quietly:
"Shaobai, what does it mean that the note in Mr. Qian's stomach is so complete?"
"Those people did a good job of protecting us."
Qin Shaobai replied casually.
"Not only that, it also shows that Mr. Qian did not struggle at all. Therefore, when I say that Mr. Qian committed suicide out of guilt, it actually saves his face more than if he died after being tried by the public. Think about it,
But is that so?"
Qin Shaobai's mind immediately recalled the scene when Mr. Qian cried for Qian Hong that day.
Indeed, Mr. Qian's expression at that time already looked like he was beyond love.
"But no matter what, we should catch the murderer."
Song Ci let out a long sigh: "Shaobai, you are not qualified to touch that person, at least now, you are not qualified to touch him."
Seeing that Qin Shaobai was still holding his unconvinced neck, he added, "Otherwise, you come with me to Yuanlou. I think what the princess said will be more convincing."
Seeing Song Ci carrying Princess Chaoyang out, Qin Shaobai knew that there was no room for redemption.
"Okay, it's rare for everyone to settle this case. You should also give your brothers a good look. Tonight, I'll treat the brothers to a meal at Wangxiang Tower. You can also stop by to see that girl Jin Zhaoning.