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"Fingerprint? What do you want that thing for?" The Ninth Prince looked at Feng Qingchen in confusion.

Feng Qingchen handed the box containing the murder weapon to the Ninth Uncle: "In order not to expose himself, the murderer would definitely not use any mechanical devices. This is too easy to find out. This silver bead was ejected by hand. I saw fingerprints on it. I will copy the fingerprints and compare them with those people. We have sealed the city. The murderer must be in the city and he will not be able to escape."

As soon as the incident happened, the scene was blocked off and no one could escape. Of course... even if someone did, it wouldn't matter. The other party could escape from here, but they couldn't escape from this city.

With such a big incident happening, officials ordered the city to be sealed off and the news to be blocked without the Ninth Prince's order.

"Can you find the murderer by pointing at him?" The Ninth Prince's eyes lit up. It was obvious that he was very curious about this.

When the government signs the document, they will also put their fingerprints on it, but the fingerprints are not clear, and even if there are marks on the silver beads, they are difficult to recognize.

"You know, this kind of thing is not difficult for me." Feng Qingchen pointed to the smart medical bag on his wrist. The Ninth Prince nodded in understanding and immediately summoned his subordinates over to ask them to handle the matter. As for the interrogation?

If you have that much time, you might as well find out who is behind the attack. Even if you can't find out who is behind the attack, you still have to find out who can take the blame.

The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen went to the post station together. On the way, they discussed the case and expressed their opinions.

The two of them cannot afford to lose their temper at this time. Even if Feng Qing is still unhappy, he has to be at ease and put the overall situation first.

After returning to the post station, the two of them went their separate ways. Feng Qingchen went to see Zhan Yan first, and after making sure that Zhan Yan was just too sad, he returned to the room and prepared to take a rubbing of the fingerprint on the silver bead.

The Ninth Prince summoned the secret guards and asked them to investigate what happened today, the suspicious people in the city, and...

"Check to see if there is anyone in the Zhan family targeting Mr. Wenyuan."

"Check every deputy palace master of Jixia Academy. I want to know who they have been in contact with over the years and any changes around them. No one can be missed."

"Have Su Wenqing bring the news about Nanling, Beiling, and Xiling here immediately."

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After explaining everything one by one, the Ninth Prince let the secret guards go out, and the staff followed closely behind and came in to report: "Your Highness, the news has been blocked. The news of Mr. Wenyuan's death will not be spread for the time being."

"The students present have been identified, a total of fifty-six people, thirty of them are from Dongling, ten are from Nanling, eight are from Xiling, two are from Beiling, and the remaining six are from Jiucheng. The origins of each person are well documented, and several are sons of wealthy families."

"Mr. Wenyuan's body has been examined by a coroner. Apart from a fatal blow to the heart, there are no other injuries."

"All of them were put under surveillance, one by one, to ensure that they would not make false confessions or commit suicide."

"When the incident happened, vendors and people in the surrounding area were also monitored to ensure that no one went out."

"These are the handprints of those students. Both hands were copied, a total of fifty-six copies. When copying the handprints, my subordinates checked the hands of those people one by one. We did not find any calluses left by practicing martial arts, nor did we find anyone who knew martial arts among them." The aide stepped forward and placed the paper full of handprints in front of the Ninth Prince, then stepped back.

There are a total of fifty-six pieces, each with two bright red handprints and the identity of the corresponding person next to them.

The information was quite detailed. The Ninth Prince glanced through it and then took the information to see Feng Qingchen.

Coincidentally, Feng Qingchen also magnified the fingerprints on the silver beads, and the two of them took those fingerprints and checked them one by one.

Feng Qingchen is a surgeon, not a forensic doctor. She does not have a system to check fingerprints and can only check with her eyes. This is a dull and tedious job. Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince are quite serious about it. They look at each photo one by one without blinking.

"wrong."

"no."

Then one fingerprint after another was denied, and the expressions of the two became more and more solemn. When the last fingerprint was denied, the two looked at each other, and Feng Qingchen became even more annoyed.

It took the two of them an hour to check the fifty-six fingerprints, but they found no clues at all.

"I didn't find any matching results, so all my efforts were in vain." Feng Qingchen said dejectedly, holding the paper in his hand.

She somewhat understood how her senior sister felt every time she couldn't find the suspect after checking the evidence.

It's so fucking frustrating.

"How could it be in vain? At least we know that the murderer is not these students, but someone else." The Ninth Prince held Feng Qingchen's hand, kneading it gently, silently comforting her.

"Huh... you're right." Feng Qingchen exhaled and perked up again: "Since the murderer is not among these fifty-six people, there must be someone else. Find everyone who was present at the time and take their handprints. I want to compare them one by one."

"Okay. But let the people below take care of this matter. It hurts your eyes." Staring at fingerprints for too long will make your eyes blurry.

There were hundreds of people present at the time, so it would definitely not be something that could be completed in just one or two hours.

"This matter is of great importance. I want to do it myself. After Miss Zhan wakes up, I will ask her to help me. I think she will be happy to find out the murderer of her father by herself." The person who was most sad about the death of Mr. Wen Yuan was Zhan Yan. Finding something for her to do would prevent her from having too many thoughts.

"Okay, I'll have someone do it. It's getting late, let's eat first." After a busy day and without having lunch, the Ninth Prince was afraid that Feng Qingchen couldn't handle it.

"I want to go see Mr. Wenyuan first." Feng Qingchen had been busy tracking down the murderer and had no time to feel sad. Now that he stopped, Feng Qingchen couldn't help but feel sad for the death of Mr. Wenyuan.

"Go, don't stay too long." Feng Qingchen was ruthless and sentimental. As a doctor, she saw through life and death, but she couldn't see through the life and death of people around her. She didn't know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate.

When Feng Qingchen went to the morgue, he happened to meet Princess Mingwei and Zhan Yan.

Feng Qingchen couldn't help but comfort Zhan Yan again. The three of them went to the morgue together and did some simple cleaning for Mr. Wen Yuan so that he would be clean and tidy even after his death.

On the way back, Feng Qingchen sent Princess Mingwei away, talked to Zhan Yan about the fingerprint verification, and asked Zhan Yan to participate in finding out the cause of Mr. Wen Yuan's death.

Zhan Yan was angry with the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen. Although she understood that this matter had nothing to do with Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince, she couldn't help but blame the Ninth Prince for not protecting her father, which led to her father's death. However, she would not reject Feng Qingchen's kindness.

"I will never let the murderer who killed my father go unpunished." Zhan Yan's plain little face was full of resentment.

Feng Qingchen knew that Mr. Wenyuan’s death was a great blow to Zhan Yan, but he didn’t want her to be blinded by hatred, so he didn’t tell her about the complicated situation after Mr. Wenyuan’s death.

If Zhan Yan knew that Mr. Wen Yuan died because of a power struggle, she would probably go crazy, just like she couldn't calm down after hearing the cause of her parents' death...