"I just stole the clothes and didn't kill anyone."
The man shivered while shouting.
The whole person knelt on the ground, the body was low, and the head did not dare to lift half an inch.
You can see how scared.
Jing Rong looked at the man with sharp eyes, then looked at the pile of clothes again, and seemed to understand something in her heart.
He asked, "Did you steal the clothes Song Zhi brought back to Wang Jun?"
Uh
The man's hand on the ground tightened, and he panicked and said quickly, "Yes, I stole the clothes, but I just stole the clothes and didn't do anything else. I didn't kill Wang Jun."
Desperately shaking his head.
Just a few words back and forth.
And this movement quickly attracted the people in the troupe.
Before they saw the scene in front of them, they were slightly shocked.
One is standing!
One kneeling!
There was a pile of messy clothes next to it.
"This... what's going on here?"
At the same time, someone recognized the man kneeling on the ground and pointed at him, "Old Joe? Why are you here? Why are you still kneeling?"
Old Joe buried his head deeper!
It seems that because he was recognized, he felt extremely ashamed.
how? Could it be that this person is a member of the troupe
Jing Rong asked a man in the troupe, "Is this person from your troupe?"
The man in the troupe said, "No, he comes every day to bring sweet wine soup to our drama corners."
"Sweet wine soup?"
"Young Master, I don't know, the actors in our troupe will drink a bowl of sweet wine soup before they come on stage, because sweet wine can moisten the throat, and Lao Qiao is in the sweet wine business and lives next door, so he comes over every day to deliver sweet wine. ."
I see.
Then the man asked, "It's just the son, what the hell is going on?"
"It's not a big deal, it's just that someone stole something."
"Steal something?" The man immediately looked at Lao Qiao on the ground, "Lao Qiao, you stole something? What's the matter? You are an honest person!"
Lao Qiao swallowed his saliva, twisted his body a bit, and said hesitantly, "I... I didn't steal anything valuable, but I stole the clothes that Song Zhi returned to Wang Jun."
"Did you steal the clothes?"
"I stole it, but I didn't kill anyone!"
From start to finish, no one said he killed anyone!
Jing Rong figured out the identity of this person and asked him, "Then why don't you steal other valuables, but rather those few coarse clothes?"
"Because other precious little ones don't dare to steal, and... they can't hold it."
"Speak clearly." Jing Rong's tone was slightly serious. Lao Qiao explained one by one, "When I was young, I was obsessed with my mind for a while, and my mind went crazy, so I did such a stupid thing! That day, I was going to give Wang Jun a bowl of sweet wine soup, but when I saw him No, I was about to leave, but I saw a bag on the table. As soon as I was curious, I opened it and looked at it. I saw a few clothes, and they were not good clothes. I thought that it should not belong to Wang Jun, because He usually wears fine clothes, so... I became greedy and hid the bag in the basket where I put the mulled wine, and sneaked away through the back door quietly. As for those expensive ones
, how dare I steal it! These few clothes alone have given me nightmares these past few days, and I will never do such things in my life. "
"Then what are you doing here quietly with these clothes?" "Because I didn't expect that because of this incident, Song Zhi would be imprisoned. Maybe... He will be killed, but he is just greedy for money. , but I don't want to kill others! I've been having nightmares for the past few days, thinking that if Song Zhi dies, I must be to blame, and I've had a bad conscience in my life, so... I want to take advantage of the people in the troupe. After the spare time in the yamen, I plan to return the clothes quietly, hoping to help Song Zhi get out of the crime, but who knows, the clothes have not been put down, they will come back, I plan to come back at night, but I was bumped into by you, son. everything i said
It's true, the little one didn't kill anyone! Really just stealing clothes. "
Old Joe's voice was choked up.
For fear of being arrested and taken to the yamen for inquiries.
Jing Rong's sharp eyes were still puzzled, and she said sternly, "Is this clothes really stolen from Wang Jun?"
"Seriously, if there is half a lie, it will be struck by thunder."
Having said that, Song Zhi said that it was true that he went back to Wang Jun that morning.
Then, he can also be exonerated!
The few people in the troupe looked at each other.
"Old Joe! You are usually an honest person. How can you do this kind of person? Do you know that if the county magistrate judges that Mr. Song is lying, he is likely to be beheaded."
"I know, so am I here to return the clothes?"
"Why didn't you say it then?"
"I... I'm afraid!"
It was not until he realized that the situation was serious that he hurried over to return the clothes.
"I'm afraid", and everyone doesn't know what to say.
Indeed, anyone would be afraid of such a life-threatening matter, but fortunately, Old Qiao found out in his conscience.
But this time-
Li Cheng, who came from the inn, had already listened to all their conversations.
As soon as you come in—
"It turns out that you are the culprit." Li Cheng's tall voice was very recognizable when he heard it.
Everyone looked at him in unison.
I saw him walking over with a purple folding fan in his hand.
He looks like a rich man. He walked straight to Jing Rong's side, patted him, and complained, "You are too embarrassing, don't tell me if you find the murderer, don't tell me when you go to the yamen this morning, if it wasn't for Brother Bai reminding me that you came here Come, I guess I have to go to the yamen, really, do you still take me as a brother
brother? "
I'm not familiar with you, thank you!
Jing Rong didn't like this brownie candy very much.
But not disgusting.
I just scolded Bai Yin in my heart, why are you talking so much!
He glanced at Li Cheng and didn't want to say anything.
Immediately, Li Cheng bumped into him, "What? Feeling guilty about me? I'll remember it next time, but don't leave me behind. I can't help but take part in the arrest of the murderer."
Clearly, he is just for fun!
A black line appeared on Jing Rong's forehead.
Li Cheng ignored it, and then pointed to Lao Qiao who was kneeling on the ground, "You, hurry up and call in the truth, how did you kill Wang Jun?"
Hearing this, Lao Qiao was terrified and hurriedly kowtowed, "I didn't kill anyone, I just stole clothes."
"Nonsense, the murderer must be you!"
"No no no..."
"It's you!"
Jing Rong couldn't stand it any longer, and said to Old Qiao, "You'd better go to the yamen now and make things clear to Lord Zhuo, and you must not hide anything."
Old Qiao was worried, "Then... Your lord will convict me of a crime?"
Jing Rong said coldly, "The crime of stealing and concealment is inevitable."
Just stealing and hiding
Old Joe breathed a sigh of relief. Not homicide.