Tong en wrapped a dagger stained with mud in a silk handkerchief and handed it to Ji Baihu.
"Lord Baihu, my subordinates just found it in the backyard pond."
Ji Baihu took the dagger, washed the mud on it and observed it carefully. At first glance, the dagger looks nothing special, but a small word of thanks is engraved at the bottom of the handle.
This is Xie's stuff!
This is Fu Qi. He also came over and asked, "what's the problem with this dagger?"
Ji Baihu showed him the word of thanks at the bottom of the handle.
Fu Qi frowned: "this should be Xie Qingquan's dagger. How could it be thrown in the pond?"
Ji Baihu had rich experience in handling cases. At this time, he had a calculation in his heart and said with a smile: "there must be some special reason why such a good dagger was thrown into the pond. As for what reason, we won't know after checking."
"How do you want to check?"
Ji Baihu did not answer and asked, "do you remember the wound on Xu Jinhe?"
Fu Qixi said, "of course."
"The prince may not know that different weapons make different wounds. Even if they are all daggers, they will cut wounds of different sizes because of the thickness of the blade. Let's use this dagger to compare the wounds on Xu Jinhe's body. Maybe we will gain something. "
Fu Qi's eyes lit up. He thought the case was at an impasse. Unexpectedly, it was another village with a bright future!
Xu Jinhe's body has long been moved to the county government and is now in the morgue.
Because of the cold weather and the ice basin placed in the morgue, the body is still well preserved, and there is no deterioration so far.
After examining the corpse, he determined that there were two wounds on Xu Jinhe, of which the fatal one was the knife on his neck.
Ji Baihu personally took people to the morgue and compared the dagger with the wound on Xu Jinhe.
The final conclusion is that the dagger is exactly the same as the wound!
This dagger is the weapon that killed Xu Jinhe!
Ji Baihu swept away the previous haze and said with a smile: "with this evidence, Xie Qingquan can be charged with killing people. Killing people has to pay for their lives. At that time, even if the Xie family intervenes, it is impossible to protect Xie Qingquan's life. He is dead this time!"
Fu Qi was also very happy: "it's estimated that Xie Qingquan didn't expect that he missed such a criminal evidence."
"I'll go to Xie Qingquan and let him know that even the Xie family can't keep him this time. When he dies, maybe we can pry out some tricks about Xu Yizhi from him."
Fu Qi was not as optimistic as he was: "Xie Qingquan won't say."
Ji Baihu didn't give up.
He spent so much effort that he was only close to the door at last. He was unwilling not to try.
Ji Baihu came to the cell with a dagger.
Xie Qingquan lay on the stone bed. After being tortured day and night, he didn't have a piece of intact skin and flesh all over. His clothes were ragged and unkempt. He just lay still. If he didn't see the ups and downs in his chest, people who didn't know would think he was dead.
Now he is different from the energetic county magistrate in the past.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, Xie Qingquan raised his eyelids and revealed his bloodshot eyes.
Ji Baihu came up to him and smiled, "how do you feel?"
Xie Qingquan opened his chapped lips and made a hoarse voice: "thank you for your concern. The lower officer is still alive."
Ignoring the irony in his words, Ji Baihu opened the silk handkerchief in his hand, revealed the dagger in it, smiled and asked, "do you still know this thing?"
When Xie Qingquan saw the familiar dagger, his eyes suddenly changed dramatically.
"You, where did you find it?"
Ji Baihu's smile was even worse: "I found it in the pond in the backyard of the county government. This should be your dagger. Don't think of denying it. The word Xie is engraved on the bottom of the handle. It's clearly your Xie family's thing."
Xie Qingquan never thought that the dagger that had been discarded by him appeared in front of him again.
He held back his fear and said in a trembling voice, "this dagger was stolen before. I don't know how it appeared in the pond."
"Since this dagger was stolen, why did its blade completely match Xu Jinhe's wound? Did someone steal your dagger, kill Xu Jinhe and throw it into your backyard? If this is the case, the thief will be great. He can not only enter and leave the Xu family, but also enter and leave the county government at will. Who do you think would be a person who can go in and out of the Xu family and the county government at will and is familiar with Xu Jinhe? "
Xie Qingquan's mouth kept trembling: "I, I don't know."
"I know you don't want to admit it, but now the evidence is so strong that you can't even admit it. You are also the imperial court commander. You should know very well that as long as I present this dagger as criminal evidence to the Ministry of punishment, even the Xie family can't protect you. You can't escape the crime of killing people and killing people. "
Xie Qingquan also wanted to explain, but his voice was blocked. He couldn't make a sound.
In order to avoid accidents, he sent a letter back to Bianjing, imploring his mother to find his father and ask his father to protect his life.
Although his father was a fickle man, he didn't want to let his son die, so he wrote to the Wei Suo in Qiuyang mansion, hoping that Li Qianhu would keep Xie Qingquan alive for the sake of the Xie family.
Xie Qingquan deliberately clenched his teeth and refused to speak in order to delay time.
As a result, as she expected, the royal guards had to suspend extorting confessions from him by torture under the pressure of the Xie family.
His little life was saved.
As long as the Xie family comes forward and operates again, he can at least enjoy his old age even if he can't get back to his original post.
Unexpectedly, Ji Baihu found the dagger he threw into the pond.
It pays to kill.
What's more, he killed an entire family.
Xie Qingquan knew that he could not escape death this time.
All kinds of calculations are empty.
He closed his eyes and felt that the whole person's energy and spirit had been drained, like a teenager in an instant.
Ji Baihu looked at his changes and said in a seductive tone, "I'll give you one last chance. As long as you can tell the details of your contacts with Xu Yizhi over the years as an official, I'll intercede with you and let you make a confession."
Xie Qingquan looked at him and said, "can you keep me from dying?"
"Maybe."
Xie Qingquan smiled: "I know your style of royal guards. Even if I say everything, you can only make me die happier."
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