But Zheng Yu wouldn't listen. "My mind is made up." After saying that, Zheng Yu returned to his house, and after a short while, he changed into an inconspicuous set of casual clothes and went alone to the West Market.
Duan and Zheng Yu quickly arrived at their destination and found that the dilapidated house rented by Sun Sanlang had been sealed off by the government with the date and other details on it. Judging from its appearance, it was impossible to enter without special permission.
Zheng Yu quickly approached a passerby and asked, "Old man, may I ask if you are a local? Do you know about this murder case?"
"A murder case?" Upon hearing this, the old man glanced at Zheng Yu shrewdly and quickly lowered his voice, "Young master, this is not something ordinary people like us can understand. What murder? What kind of person was that Sun San? It's good that he died. Who knows if it was suicide or murder? It's just that the little princess was unlucky to be reported."
"Reported? What do you mean?" Zheng Yu wanted to know the whole story, but the old man sighed and gestured towards the neighbor's house, "Third Sister-in-law next door insists that the princess and her friends committed murder, but who knows?"
He added, "Even a fool would understand that Zheng Heyi had no reason to kill such a guy. Was it for money? Would the princess's household be short of money to serve? For love? That makes no sense at all. What kind of person is this? Would the young princess even look at him?"
Zheng Yu nodded and gradually found some residents in the vicinity. From these people, Zheng Yu roughly understood that He Yi had been "caught red-handed".
Some people insisted that He Yi was the murderer, but many others believed that He Yi had nothing to do with it. Zheng Yu decided to investigate the area himself.
Climbing over the wall into Sun Sanlang's courtyard, the ground had already been trampled into a mess by the crowds and officials who had come to watch the spectacle, leaving no trace whatsoever.
He wanted to go inside, but worried that leaving his footprints would cause trouble in the future.
They could only step back and wait for Zheng Yu to come out before asking Qi Yue about the residents of the houses next to the house. However, those people either evaded the question or were terrified and said things like "I don't know" or "I didn't see it."
Clearly, everyone was terrified of the corrupt official Qin Wuyu.
Moreover, the case seems to be shrouded in secrecy, and it even involves the young princess. Everyone is afraid of getting into trouble, and no one is willing to say a word.
Hey, hey, hey, the first rule of survival: mind your own business and avoid lawsuits.
[Clues? None. The government has irrefutable evidence; who would dare to utter a word?!]
Having wandered around for quite some time without finding anything, Zheng Yu was about to leave in despair when he turned back and inadvertently noticed a beggar next to a pile of garbage not far from the dilapidated house.
Zheng Yu was about to leave, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that if the beggar had been begging here for a long time, the beggar might know about it.
Secondly, many people like to ask beggars for information. Zheng Yu hurriedly approached and saw a ragged, emaciated little beggar huddled next to the garbage heap.
The child was about eight or nine years old. His large, watery eyes, like black grapes, looked at Zheng Yu warily, filled with fear and unease.
"Little boy, come here." Zheng Yu went over to greet him with a kind smile. The little beggar did not approach, but instead, the moment their eyes met, he...
He immediately prepared to flee like lightning, but seeing this, Zheng Yu panicked, "Hey, little guy, don't be afraid, listen to me, I..."
The child then turned to look at Zheng Yu. In Zheng Yu's opinion, since this little beggar had been away from the crime scene for so long, perhaps he really knew something.
"Wait here for me. I need your help. Don't wander off." Zheng Yu gestured, and the little beggar could only stand there. Realizing that Zheng Yu didn't seem like a completely wicked person, he relaxed.
Zheng Yu left the little beggar behind and headed away. Near the alley entrance, there were some stalls. Soon, Zheng Yu saw a stall selling meat pies and found them to be very crispy and delicious. Zheng Yu bought two for himself and two more piping hot meat pies and headed towards the little beggar.
The moment the little beggar saw Zheng Yu approaching him with two fragrant meat pies, he immediately smiled.
"Don't be afraid," Zheng Yu said, cautiously approaching the little beggar. He gently stroked the beggar's head before offering him the meat pie. He carefully squatted down, trying to make his voice sound innocent and harmless, as if he were untouched by the world.
"Little bean, I think you must be hungry. Don't be shy, here, have this and this too, it's all for you." Zheng Yu smiled faintly and handed over the meat pie.
The beggar continued to watch Zheng Yu warily. Zheng Yu offered him a meat pie, but the little beggar clearly didn't dare to take it.
Zheng Yu handed it over, saying, "I'm really not a bad person, you can eat it without worry, it wasn't poisoned."
To prove his point, Zheng Yu tore off a piece and tasted it, while the little beggar bit his finger, seemingly struggling with his thoughts.
Finally, Zheng Yu saw the little guy's throat move slightly, and he swallowed, but he still didn't reach out.
"I can't accept a reward without merit..." the little beggar said. Zheng Yu saw that the little beggar was very sensible and smiled. "Of course I have something to ask of you, but if you do it, I will give you money to buy it yourself. If you don't do it, it's okay, don't worry."
Having said that, Zheng Yu pushed the pancake forward a little further, continuing to maintain that very friendly smile.
"I just want to ask you, have you heard about the murder that happened here four nights ago? Do you stay here every day or only come here occasionally? If you are here at night, do you know anything about the murder?"
Zheng Yu pressed on relentlessly.
At the same time, he delivered the cakes and took out two taels of silver notes, saying, "They're all yours. If you can give me some clues, I'll give you five taels of silver."
Ultimately, the aroma of the food made the little beggar temporarily forget about everything else. Hungry, he quickly snatched the meat pie and wolfed it down.
Zheng Yu wasn't in a hurry to ask.
[In the end, Zheng Yu had a solution, but who can prove that the beggar was a local and knew exactly what was going on?]
He naturally knew; the person was a professional NPC.
[Zheng Yu, ask quickly, or she'll run away.]
As the beggar ate his meat pie, he continued muttering, "Oh dear, I saw it that day. He was screaming in agony. I thought something had happened, so I went to check out out of curiosity. Oh dear, that night was terrifying. There was so much blood. I can't believe how much blood a person can bleed."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Yu was surprised to find that he had stumbled upon the perfect opportunity. He had intended to ask the little beggar a question when he first saw him, but he hadn't really expected anything.
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