Lian Youyou's carriage stopped beside them. When they saw it was Lian Youyou, they couldn't help but smile ambiguously again.
Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan imagined many plots but felt something was wrong. After all, they were detectives and were not fooled by gossip. They quickly found something suspicious.
Even if their master was having a tryst with Miss Lian next door, why was it the girl driving the carriage? Why was their master sitting in the carriage? And why did they not go to the beautiful places in the eastern suburbs, but came all the way to Baijia Village
Fu Mingrui got out of the carriage. He really didn't want to stay in that gloomy carriage any longer. The shock and subversion he had experienced along the way made him feel mixed emotions.
Human affairs are over, but there is still too much justice that has not been done, and there are still too many evil people in the world who cannot be punished by Fu Mingrui and the laws of the Qian Dynasty.
He suddenly felt that he had been too simplistic in his thinking. He believed that any unfair things in the world would be judged by the laws of the Qian Dynasty and give justice to the oppressed people.
Now it seems that the evil he encountered was only the superficial and more direct evil. Murder, corruption, bribery, fraud, etc., these laws of the Qian Dynasty can only deal with the evil that is manifested in people.
But deep in the human heart, there are evils hidden in the darkness, hidden beneath the surface. You are unaware of them. Evils that cannot be punished by the law may seem harmless, but they have become the most damaging evils.
King Cheng of Zhao dismounted hurriedly and was a little worried when he saw that his master's face was a little pale.
"Sir!" The two men immediately stepped forward, and Zhao Cheng joked, "Sir, what's wrong with you? It's like you saw a ghost in broad daylight."
Fu Mingrui's whole body stiffened instantly, and his expression instantly darkened.
Duanmu Qingchen, who was sitting in the carriage, laughed. Didn't Fu Mingrui see a ghost during the day? His view of what he saw today was completely different from Fu Mingrui's.
Fu Mingrui didn't believe these things from the beginning. But he did believe them.
Although he had never seen it, he still believed it. Duanmu Qingchen loved reading these supernatural books since he was a child, but his father did not allow him to read them, but he secretly read a lot of them. He also asked Xiao Youzi to find a way to go out of the palace to buy them in the market.
Because he wanted to write "Qianchao Yiwenlu". So although this experience gave him a lot of shocks, when he recalled it, it was not a lingering fear, but a surprise and excitement.
This feeling of shock and surprise made him extremely excited at the moment. It was more enjoyable than looking at a dozen beauties.
Seeing that their master had a gloomy face, Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan dared not joke with him anymore.
Fu Mingrui looked at them with a gloomy face: "How much have you investigated about Yu Pingting?"
Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan looked at each other, and Wang Quan immediately reported: "It's quite a lot!" Wang Quan was a little excited, "Sir, I didn't know this before I investigated. Only after this investigation did I know that there are so many things going on in Bai Zhankui's family."
Fu Mingrui nodded: "Give me a detailed report when you get back. Now, go and investigate another thing for me." Fu Mingrui took out Lian Youyou's handkerchief from his arms.
Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan were also serious when they saw that Fu Mingrui had something to tell them.
Fu Mingrui opened the handkerchief, and the seven blood-stained embroidery needles inside were flashing a heart-throbbing red light in the orange sunlight near dusk.
"Is this... an embroidery needle?" Zhao Cheng was puzzled.
Fu Mingrui handed the embroidery needle and handkerchief to Zhao Cheng and said seriously: "Go back to Baijia Town now and ask who the Bai family has offended, or who has any enemies, who often comes in and out of the Bai family, and who might have stuck this embroidery needle into the head of Yu Pingting's eldest daughter."
"What?! Embroidery needle?! So vicious!" Wang Quan couldn't help but exclaim, his face showing anger. Every time a case involves a child, the detectives in the Eight Gates are all angry, and have lost some of their calmness when facing murders in the past.
Fu Mingrui patted them both and said, "Go quickly, we'll meet here later." Then, he lowered his voice and said, "This handkerchief belongs to Miss Lian, don't lose it."
"Yes!" Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan mounted their horses again and returned to Baijia Village with embroidery needles in their hands.
Fu Mingrui raised his eyes and looked at the farmland under the sun, the wind blowing the rice waves, and the waves hitting the waves. The golden color made him feel much better.
Still the world is good...
"Hello." Lian Youyou sat in the carriage and glanced at the back of Fu Mingrui's head indifferently.
Fu Mingrui turned around and blinked: "Are you still going? The ghosts are more ferocious at night, I can't guarantee your safety." Lian Youyou's words were quite threatening.
Fu Mingrui took a deep breath of the fragrance of the rice fields and then got on the carriage. Lian Youyou drove the carriage forward again.
"Do you know the location of Yu Pingting's house?" Fu Mingrui was sitting next to Lian Youyou at this time, but did not get closer.
Lian looked into the distance: "Yu Pingting is so resentful, I can tell where she is at a glance." She narrowed her eyes slightly, just like when she was at Liu Dong's house, the world in her eyes was completely different.
Between the black and white world, there was a vast expanse of white mist swirling everywhere, and something like a giant snake pounced and bit her in front of her.
The world in her eyes is different from what Lettuce sees.
In her world, the white mists were like wild beasts that preyed on the weak. The thick white mist devoured the thin white mist and became thicker. At the southeast end, an extremely huge white mist was twisting and towering, as if there was a hole in the sky, and a huge white python was hanging from it, or as if a white python was about to poke a hole in the sky.
Lian Youyou's face no longer had the usual ruffian spirit and smile, and there was a hint of gloom in her dark eyes.
This ghost is so vicious that even after a hundred or eighty years, the evil spirit in her body cannot be purified.
Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan have returned to the village, and the villagers are no strangers to their visit again.
The detectives from the Eight Gates often came to Baijia Village when they first investigated the case of Bai Zhankui's family. But this time, they were a little confused as to why they suddenly wanted to investigate the cause of Yu Pingting's death.
The villagers usually don't have much to do. When the envoys came to investigate, they were all unexpectedly enthusiastic. They gathered in the teahouse at the entrance of the village all day, chatting with Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan.
Zhao Chengwang Quan was an official, so naturally he would not believe everything they said. But they recorded every word in detail, and after taking it back, they would judge which words were true and which were exaggerated or false.
Throughout the whole day, they were actually somewhat surprised to hear about Yu Pingting's story, because most of the villagers said that she was cruel and that she took her two children with her when she jumped into the river, and they called her a vicious woman and a wicked person.
But there were only one or two women who looked honest and kind, but they secretly said that Yu Pingting was pitiful. When they said these words, they avoided their husbands or villagers. What they said was completely different from what other villagers said.
There are two versions of this confession. (To be continued)