Just when Zhao Quanzhi was going to put that yellow bag into the dug hole—
There was a sudden sound of messy footsteps around, and a powerful breath also surrounded him from all directions.
He paused and raised his head, and saw a lot of elite soldiers from Dali Temple rushing out from nearby.
He was surrounded in almost three seconds.
"Grab it!"
The elite soldiers dispersed, and a path was cleared. Huang Dali walked out majestic in an official uniform, and his two eyebrows seemed to rush into the crown like sharp swords.
Zhao Quanzhi's hand shook, and the yellow bag fell into the hole he had dug.
At the same time, two elite soldiers captured him.
He struggled with a stunned expression: "You... what are you doing? Let me go!"
Did not break free!
Huang Dali walked over, the majesty in his eyes was unobstructed.
"Master Huang, what do you mean? Why are you arresting me?" Zhao Quanzhi was furious.
But Huang Dali didn't respond to him. He set his eyes on the yellow bag that had fallen into the pit, and bent over to pick it up in his hand.
Seeing this, Zhao Quanzhi was sweating profusely, his back tightened, and he was about to retrieve the bag, but his body was captured firmly.
Can't move!
"Give it back to me!"
Huang Dali's eyes narrowed and he said, "Master Zhao, is this thing yours?"
"Of course it's mine!"
"Then why did you bury it?"
"I don't think I need to tell Huang Dali what to do with my stuff! Am I going to be arrested for burying it?" Zhao Quanzhi was right.
"Why is this officer arresting you, Mr. Zhao, you should ask yourself."
"What do you mean?"
"Take it away!" Huang Dali ordered.
Soon-
Zhao Quanzhi was taken to the main hall of the villa.
Huang Dali also immediately sent someone to inform him. In less than a while, Master Li, Marquis of Kangding, Zhu Shangshu, Wang Shangshu and Wen Cong all came. Of course, Su Ziluo and the Wen brothers were also present.
Even those who stayed in the villa came to watch.
Wondering what exactly happened
Zhao Quanzhi was still captured by two elite soldiers, unable to move, his face was red, and he was so humiliated in front of everyone's eyes, he couldn't help himself!
The people around were also talking about it.
All kinds of speculation!
Seeing the situation in front of him, Mr. Li didn't quite understand what was going on? He asked Huang Dali, "Master Huang, what's going on?"
Huang Dali bowed his hands to him and replied, "Master Li, I'm looking for the murderer."
The Marquis of Kangding said anxiously, "The murderer? So, this matter has something to do with the son of the Zhao family?"
"Master Hou, don't be in a hurry."
"How can I not be in a hurry, Shi Yan is still locked up!"
His son is considered to be the murderer, can he not be in a hurry
Going crazy!
Huang Dali didn't explain too much, but waved his hand at the two elite soldiers and ordered: "Let go."
The two elite soldiers released Zhao Quanzhi.
Zhao Quanzhi's arm was sore, and he twisted a few times, shaking his shoulders while patting his wide sleeves, looking at everyone with rage and anger, and finally his sharp eyes fell on Huang Dali's body. , asked: "Master Huang, what do you mean by arresting people like this?"
In fact, others do not understand!
Huang Dali is not in a hurry or slow: "Zhao Quanzhi, this official always has a beginning and an end in his work. If there is no sufficient reason, this official will naturally not arrest people at will."
"Reason? Ridiculous!"
"At this point, you still don't admit that you killed Wang Huai?"
Uh!
When these words came out, everyone was shocked!
They started talking: "Did Zhao Quanzhi kill someone?"
"Master Huang has been dealing with cases for many years, and he has never wronged anyone at will. It can be seen that this is the truth!"
"How could this be? He kept defending the prince, how could he turn his head and become the murderer?"
"Listen first."
…
Zhao Quanzhi's face changed greatly, a look of panic immediately fell on his face, and he was immediately pressed down again, and he retorted with a trembling voice: "Don't spit your blood! I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill Wang Huai, Lord Huang, catch When a thief sees the stolen goods, you must have evidence. You said in front of so many people that I killed Wang Huai, this is a blatant frame-up, do you still want to protect your black hat?"
Words with warning!
threat!
Huang Dali was still calm and unhurried, not at all threatened by his words. He took out the yellow bag in his hand, opened it in front of everyone, and took out a purse from it!
When he saw the purse, Zhao Quanzhi was at a loss for words.
A trace of tension flashed across his face.
But reason told him that he must remain calm!
Otherwise, he will surely die!
Everyone looked at the purse in Huang Dali's hand and didn't know what to do.
And the purse was very small, it was woven with dark blue and red and white cloth, the sewing was very delicate, and a pattern was embroidered on it. It is very beautiful, but because the purse has been made for too long, it is inevitable that it will be worn out and old, but fortunately it is well preserved...
Huang Dali walked up to Zhao Quanzhi with his purse and said, "Do you know what this thing is?"
"It's just a purse."
Then, Huang Dali took out a white handkerchief and brightened it in front of him, and there was a bloody pattern on the handkerchief: "The bloodstain pattern on this handkerchief was found in a rockery, and this pattern is actually the same as the pattern on this purse. It is exactly the same, that is to say, someone took this purse to the crime scene at that time, the purse was also stained with blood, and it was reflected on the rockery, leaving this pattern, and you just said, this purse is yours, It can be seen that when Wang Huai died that night, you were there."
"Don't spit your blood!"
"Then how do you explain it?"
"I..." Zhao Quanzhi was stuck in his throat.
And Luoyang, who had been hiding in the crowd, suddenly jumped out with a smug smile on his face, and said, "Master Zhao, it's all this time, and you still refuse to admit it! Now you have stolen money and got it, you just want to Explain, and can't explain clearly."
Zhao Quanzhi was surprised: "It's you?"
"That's right, it's me!" Luo Yang walked up to him, pointed at the handkerchief in Huang Dali's hand, and said, "I gave this handkerchief to Lord Huang, and I also asked Lord Huang to help him perform this show. I said that I can find the murderer, but he must say in front of you that he found evidence in the rockery. You must be anxious and scared when you hear it, and you must want to know what he found? Then I will report it to you again. Letter, I deliberately said that what I found in the rockery was a purse. When you felt guilty, you ran back to check whether the purse was lost. Although it was not lost, you were very afraid and worried that someone would really find the purse, so you This purse will definitely be destroyed! But... I don't know why you didn't cut it with scissors, nor set it on fire, but buried it! It's really baffling!"
Luoyang is deeply confused!
If it were him, he would definitely destroy the wallet immediately.
But it is enough to prove that this purse is very important to Zhao Quan.
After Zhao Quanzhi heard his words, his face froze, and he suddenly realized: "You... dare to play with me?"
"If I don't play tricks on you, how can I catch your big fish?"
"Shameless brat!"
"Extraordinary times, extraordinary means!" Luoyang plausibly said.
"Humph! What if it's like this? Could it be that I'm a murderer by burying a purse?" Zhao Quanzhi was still struggling, looking at the purse in Huang Dali's hand, and said, "The pattern on the handkerchief is so vague, even though it looks like this The patterns on the purse are somewhat similar, but it does not mean that the pattern on this purse is printed! Besides, this purse is clearly clean, but there is no blood on it. I was just bored and planned to bury this purse. Isn't this illegal? Just based on this, you will decide that I am the murderer of Wang Huai, and if it spreads out like this, who can accept it?"
Huang Dali: "You still don't admit it?"
"I didn't kill anyone, what do I have to admit?"
He is tough to the end!
How to refuse to admit.
And this alone is really not enough to prove that he is the murderer.
Just when he thought he had the upper hand, a voice came from outside.
"I can attest that there is blood on this purse!"
Uh
When everyone heard the sound, they saw Cai'er slowly walking in with the weak Zhu Yao...