Chapter 165 His crimes are heinous and he deserves to die.



Chapter 165 His crimes are heinous and he deserves to die.

The floor was littered with legal documents, and the two of them searched for several hours, face to face.

On an early autumn afternoon, the sky was clear and blue, with thin clouds drifting by. In Shengzhou Prefecture, with its white walls and gray tiles, blooming roses swayed in the breeze.

Inside the room, a stick of incense is placed in a Ru porcelain incense burner, the smoke rising straight up like a thread.

“Found it.” Li Jin said calmly, glancing at the two different petitions in his hands, and handed one to Jin Shu. “It’s a lacquerer.”

Upon hearing this, Jin Shu looked up in surprise, took the petition, and glanced at the delicate handwriting, scanning it from top to bottom.

“Xuan Yutang owes him nearly a hundred taels of wages. The petition you see here says, ‘My son is seriously ill, and my wife is worried.’ That’s why I’m suing Xuan Yutang, hoping he will settle the wages as soon as possible.”

Li Jin lowered his eyes: "The date was around this time last year, not long ago."

After he finished speaking, he took out several other legal documents from the side: "But these few, from two months ago, have changed their wording."

His slender finger pointed to a line of small characters in front of him: "It has changed to 'We do not seek the return of the silver, but only the punishment of the wicked, to comfort the spirits of our deceased wife and son in heaven.'"

Li Jin's voice grew much more somber as he spoke.

This time last year, or early summer today.

Between seven and eight months, this lacquerer named Tang Si lost his son and wife, and submitted four lawsuits, but still failed to get back the money that was rightfully his.

The motive and the conditions for committing the crime gradually became clear in him at this moment.

He is the person Li Jin is looking for.

Before her, Jin Shu looked at the several legal documents in her hand, at the flowing handwriting on them, and after a long while, she nodded: "It should be him."

The original victims became the perpetrators, and the original perpetrators became the victims.

Looking at her slightly sad face, Li Jin raised his hand and said, "Help me up." He said, "If we want to find this person, we still have to rely on Yun Jianlin."

Jin Shu hesitated for a moment, put down the complaint in her hand, and helped Li Jin, who was sitting on the ground with her, to her feet.

The man in black beside her kept his eyes fixed on the subtle changes in her facial expressions, but ultimately said nothing.

Having worked in the Six Doors for a long time, every constable will encounter the current situation.

The most wicked and heinous people used every means to evade the punishment of the Great Wei laws. Their deeds were so heinous that even if they had to pay with their lives, they would not have borne any loss.

Xuan Yutang was such a person.

Therefore, when Tang Si picked up the dagger and killed him with her own hands, it's hard to say whether what she did was right or wrong.

Xuan Yutang is dead. There will be no more girls he forcibly took, no more families broken because of him, no more parents who cried until they went blind, and no more wronged souls who jumped into wells to prove their innocence.

He died, the seized land returned to its rightful owners, and the unpaid craftsmen finally got their revenge.

His death served as a deterrent to the next evildoer like him, who was still owing wages and committing crimes.

But what about Tang Si?

He became a murderer, a suspect in a family annihilation case, and a wanted criminal with four lives on his hands.

He became a hero who saved many people from darkness.

Li Jin looked at the silent Jin Shu, crossed his arms, and said jokingly, "Mr. Jin, you have such a sentimental side?" He chuckled, "Like a girl."

These words were revenge for Jin Shu's comments last night about his timid and hesitant manner.

Unexpectedly, Jin Shu put away the mournful look on her face, raised her eyebrows, turned around, and patted the area above the knife wound on his lower back: "Your Highness, it's time to change the dressing."

Li Jin was in so much pain that she saw stars and couldn't speak. She just stared at her with a resentful look in her eyes.

Seemingly realizing she had gone a bit too far, Jin Shu felt a chill run down her spine from the poking, coughed twice, and quickly ran away.

She walked quickly past the door, not seeing Bai Yu sitting on the roof behind her, looking at her back with great admiration, giving her a thumbs up, his face full of praise: "Mr. Jin is truly a hero." He sighed, "If I had patted him like that twice, I would definitely have been crippled."

Zhou Zheng, who was waiting by the pillar, glanced at him slightly and said solemnly, "Your Highness is so powerful that crippling him is already showing mercy."

"Yes, that's true," Bai Yu remarked. "It's more likely to come out sideways."

At this point, he hung upside down, half-suspended beside Zhou Zheng, and said with a hint of gossip, "Hey, Lord Zhou, don't you think the Prince treats Mr. Jin better than he treats us?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zheng snorted coldly, and said in a serious tone, as if he were not joking at all, "Your Highness has a penchant for homosexuality."

The white feather hanging from the beam paused for a moment, then blinked: "What? Who said that?"

Zhou Zheng turned around and saw Li Jin walking towards him with a dark face, so he quickly added three words: "Lord Yan".

Good heavens, it turns out to be the prince's mentor.

Bai Yu pursed his lips, about to ask again, when he saw Li Jin step over the threshold and give each of them a killer look.

Bai Yu's back stiffened.

He overheard people gossiping about his sexual orientation behind his back; he's definitely doomed now.

As a result, Prince Jing of the Great Wei, Li Jin, the head of the Six Doors, remained silent. He didn't offer any explanation, nor did he even seem to want to reprimand them. He simply glared at them and walked away.

The sky was bright and the autumn breeze was pleasant.

Only when Bai Yu sat back down on the eaves did his head buzz, as if he were in a dream.

He heard it, but didn't explain. Does that mean he's admitting it?

This huge misunderstanding has inexplicably become solid evidence today.

Li Jin was wronged because Jin Shu's two "kind gestures" caused him so much pain that blood rushed to his head and his ears rang, so he really didn't hear what the two of them were saying.

I just instinctively felt that I hadn't said anything nice, so I gave him two killer looks.

If they had known it was going to be about this, they would most likely have swiftly struck and killed them both.

To fabricate a royal family is clearly a sign of suicidal thoughts.

However, this matter is probably not something that can be explained in a short time.

Ignoring them, Li Jin changed the medicine at Physician Qiao's, and before the sun set, he called Yun Jianlin to his room.

On the table was a pot of Longjing tea and two teacups. Li Jin glanced at Yun Jianlin and, without beating around the bush, asked directly, "What does Lord Yun want me to do?"

Before him, Yun Jianlin stared at the tea leaves standing upright in the teacup, remained silent for a long time, and then sighed.

"Your humble servant..."

Li Jin picked up the teacup, pinched the lid, and brushed away the foam on top, interrupting him: "This is not a reprimand from Prince Jing and the Prefect of Shengzhou."

He said casually, "It was just a casual chat between you and your son's close friend."

At this point, Yun Jianlin looked at him with great surprise.

Li Jin's smiling face, as always, showed no emotion of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

At that moment, outside the tightly closed door, Jin Shu, who was holding a bowl of hot medicine, paused for a moment. Seeing Zhou Zheng shake his head, she walked to the stone steps at the door and sat down, placing the bowl of medicine aside.

The first thing she heard was Yun Jianlin's sigh of regret.

"Back then, in the Battle of Ningyuan, if it weren't for the Prince risking his life to save Yunfei, I imagine... I would also have suffered the pain of losing a son in middle age." He chuckled dryly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Just like Tang Si today..."

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