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Chapter 703 Going to Ruling Mansion to Help

The officials came on horseback, so when Jiang Fubao left, he went to Ruling Mansion in his own carriage. Pan Shitou drove the car, and Pan Erya accompanied and served him in the carriage.

The brother and sister are the best in Kung Fu in the mansion. They are also siblings, so they have a tacit understanding and can better protect Jiang Fubao. With them around, the Jiang family can rest assured.

On the way, the officer explained the whole story to Jiang Fubao, so that she did not take a rest while sitting in the carriage, but was in a daze, thinking about where to start the case.

All of Mr. Liu's family members died. In order to investigate the case, the coroner of Ruling Prefecture had already dissected the bodies, but found no evidence.

Moreover, there was an even more thorny problem: the male corpses had bled to death, but there were no other wounds on their bodies.

But the fact is, although the body will still bleed at the moment of beheading, the blood will stop flowing as the heart stops beating.

Jiang Fubao supported his chin with one hand, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and thought about it.

Seeing this, Pan Erya poured her a cup of hot tea and handed it to her.

There was a charcoal stove in the carriage, which was burning brightly. Even with a corner of the curtain opened, it was still warm inside.

The advantage of having a charcoal stove is that you can boil hot water anytime you want. There are also two pieces of meat patties on the charcoal stove, which are sizzling with oil.

It was Zhang Jinlan who gave it to Pan Erya before she left.

There are six pieces in total, and I have eaten four.

Pan Erya and Jiang Fubao each ate one piece, while Pan Shitou, who had a bigger appetite, ate two pieces.

"Miss, have some hot tea." Seeing that she was silent and leaning against the carriage window for a long time without any response, Pan Erya advised her with some concern.

"Okay, Erya, tell me, what kind of hatred would it take to wipe out an entire family? From the old to the young, even the chickens, ducks, dogs and horses in the backyard are not spared. If it were you, under what circumstances would you do this?" Jiang Fubao seemed to be asking Pan Erya, but in fact he was asking himself.

If you want to solve the case, you must first put yourself in the shoes of the murderer.

"If it were me, my relatives would probably have been killed by this family, and their deaths were extremely tragic. I would have hated them and would not want to live anymore. So before I committed suicide, I might as well drag my enemies with me and avenge them before dying. This is worse than dying alone in a cowardly way."

The teacup touched his lips, but before he could drink it, Jiang Fubao was stunned by what Pan Erya said.

Yes, it is because people have no worries and are ready to die that they would think of killing their enemy's entire family. People who already want to die are more cruel than those who are not afraid of death.

She simply didn't believe that there was no hatred.

Although the official had said before that Mr. Liu's family was very wealthy, even the bandits in the mountains would not be so cruel as to kill an entire family just for money, and they would not even spare the livestock.

This is a person who doesn't even want to leave anyone alive. How hateful must he be?

Therefore, the people who killed Mr. Liu's family were 100% enemies. But as the officer said just now, Mr. Liu had a very good reputation in Ruling Prefecture. He was a well-known good man. Could such a good man do evil?

unless......

He is not a good person at all.

It's just hypocrisy.

Jiang Fubao's pupils contracted instantly, as if he was getting closer to the truth of the matter.

She drank the tea in her cup.

When Pan Erya handed it to her, the tea was no longer hot and tasted just right. The maids in the mansion were all so attentive.

The sun passed over the carriage and set in the west.

The sky was filled with golden powder clouds that were burning, and soon burned out, and the sky turned dark.

When it was time to close the city gates, the gates of Ruling Prefecture were still open. Meng Zhili and Meng Bujiu were waiting there with a group of officials.

Everyone had a serious expression, only Meng Bujiu's eyes had a hint of tenderness.

"Sir, there is movement. I think Miss Jiang is here."

A yamen runner with sharp ears suddenly heard the sound of carriage wheels and horse hooves running, and he shouted excitedly.

Soon after he finished speaking, the official who was riding a horse to look for Jiang Fubao came over. Behind him, the Jiang family's carriage followed. There was a red lantern hanging on each side of the carriage.

In the dark night, it seemed a little weird.

As the carriage moved, the two lanterns swayed back and forth, like the surface of water blown by the wind.

"Uu——"

"Reporting to the lord, I have invited the miracle doctor." The officer pulled the reins, and the moment the horse stopped, he jumped off the horse and saluted Meng Zhili.

Pan Shitou also parked the carriage aside, and Pan Erya helped Jiang Fubao get off the carriage.

The red lantern reflected on Jiang Fubao's cheek, refracting into pink light.

In addition, Jiang Fubao's skin is so fair that she looks a little more charming than usual.

"Godfather, Brother Bujiu, why are you waiting here? It's so cold outside." Jiang Fubao was shocked when he saw the appearance of the father and son. It was only half a month since they last saw each other, why did they look so haggard.

No wonder godfather specially asked the officers to call her over.

I'm afraid there's really nothing we can do.

"Fubao, are you tired from the journey? Let's go back and rest for a night. We will go to the charity cemetery tomorrow morning."

Meng Zhili stood at the city gate for so long just to wait for his goddaughter to arrive so that he could take her to the charity cemetery. However, seeing that his goddaughter's face was full of fatigue, he really couldn't bear to see her so tired, so he changed his tone.

I plan to let Jiang Fubao rest first, and it won’t be too late to go to the charity cemetery tomorrow.

"No, I'm not tired. Godfather, let's go now. The body has been lying there for so long. If we don't go now, the possibility of finding the real cause of death will be even smaller. Let's not delay any longer and go."

Jiang Fubao shook his head.

Declined godfather's proposal.

She stood beside Meng Bujiu, exchanged glances with him, and then the group headed for the charity cemetery.

The charity cemetery is not far outside the city, only a quarter of an hour's walk away.

Jiang Fubao's butt was almost broken after sitting in the carriage all the way. She would rather walk for a quarter of an hour than sit in the carriage again, so Meng Zhili and Meng Bujiu walked with her.

So, more than 20 people came to the charity cemetery in a mighty manner, scaring old Pan who was taking a nap.

"Sir, what is this?" Old Pan was a little confused when he saw a beautiful girl in the crowd.

What are you doing here, girl?

Seeing that she was dressed like a daughter of a wealthy family, and standing side by side with the county magistrate, they looked like a perfect match, Old Pan became even more curious.

Didn’t the yamen runners tell him that the prefect’s son was still unmarried?

Could it be that he was deceived?

That’s right, Master Meng is already so old, he should have been married long ago, but the girl in front of him doesn’t look like a married woman, which is really strange.

I haven't heard that the prefect has a daughter.

Before he could think about it, Meng Zhili had already taken Jiang Fubao in.

The corpse had been left there for so many days that it had already become a giant.