The next day, news of Meng Eqi and Fang Bao's arrest spread throughout Youzhou City. Everyone knows that the grandson of the richest man was caught in jail, along with a woman with a suspicious identity.
It is reported that Fang Xianfu, the richest man himself, went to Nie Xin's mansion in person to ask for a favor for his grandson, but Nie Xin did not show any sympathy and did not even open the door, making Fang Xianfu closed at his age.
The old man who had eaten the closed door was so angry that he fell on his back, and he immediately turned his horse's head and rushed to the Youzhou city official's cell. By the way, he also had someone write a letter to his second son, in which he angrily accused Nie Xin of what he had done.
After Fang Xianfu visited Fang Bao, a dazzling array of commonly used items were sent into Fang Bao's cell after a while. After a while, six more beautifully dressed maids came in with fruit plates, luminous wines, and fragrant delicacies. These were stacked like a mountain on the table in front of Fang Bao, and Fang Bao himself was lying on the bed covered with tiger skin at this time, with Erlang's legs crossed, and humming a song.
Several maids served him and changed into clean clothes, Fang Bao sat at the table, broke off a chicken leg with one hand, and prepared to eat.
Meng Eqi gripped the railing angrily next to him.
Fang Bao glanced leisurely, and raised the drumstick in his hand: "Would you like to eat it?"
Meng Eqi turned his back in contempt: "Eat your chicken thighs, I won't eat the murderer's food, who knows if this is the last meal!"
Fang Bao threw the chicken leg when he heard it: "I didn't kill people, how could I have killed more than 20 people by myself!? I'll be there when I wake up!"
"You must have offended someone, and others want to blame you like this."
"I..." Fang Bao was about to explain, but suddenly, his eyes became suspicious: "Wouldn't it be you who took revenge on me?"
"What am I doing to take revenge on you when I'm idle!? Have you offended me?"
"Yes, I just used you as a shield and rejected Ruan, it shouldn't count..." Fang Bao muttered.
"What!?" Meng Eqi turned around: "What are you using as a shield for me?"
Fang Bao took a bite of the chicken thigh, and his lips were greasy and glowing: "Ah? I thought Ruan was with you. She asked me to take her away that night, but I refused. I have someone I like. She asked me if I was there. You, I haven't thought about it yet, so I have nothing to say, looking at her like that, I thought I was the default."
Meng Qiqi madly wanted to shake the wooden bars of the prison: "You're crazy, why are you talking to her like this and deliberately misunderstanding people!? Did you know that the first two Ruan died..."
Fang Bao didn't look surprised at all, and said indifferently, "So what?"
"you-"
Meng Eqi suspected that she must have had a problem with her eyes before. She used to think that although Fang Bao was romantic, his character was not bad. Now it looks like that's just the way it is!
At this time, I suddenly heard someone shouting in the corridor: "Visit the prison—"
Fang Bao immediately smiled complacently: "It must be my grandfather who came to see me again, I'm going to get me another book gentleman with him, it's so boring here." Then he raised his eyebrows at Meng Eqi: "You After watching it for so long, has your son Sheng come to visit you?"
Meng Eqi sneered: "My relationship with my son, even if he doesn't come to see me, I know he's worried about me! I follow him out of my heart, you know what?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a tall and tall figure appearing by the door.
"Master, son!?" Meng Eqi almost bit her tongue.
Outside the cell, Sheng Jiayan was dressed in dark clothes, and the dragon scales on his mask seemed to be alive. Without seeing his expression, Meng Eqi knew that he was raising his eyebrows slightly, and seemed very curious about what she just said.
Fang Bao burst into laughter from the side.
Meng Qiqi gave him a dark look, and then greeted Sheng Jiayan very dog-legged: "Young Master~~~"
Her final tone was long and soft, and Fang Bao shook the chills on his body in disgust.
"Well, are they willing to let me out?"
Meng Qiqi pulled behind the door and looked at Sheng Jiayan with a hopeful expression.
Sheng Jiayan shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand through the door and took down a straw from Meng Qiqi's head: "Is everything okay?"
Not hearing the good news she wanted, Meng Eqi fell to the ground with a lost butt, and thumped the ground repeatedly: "I'm afraid I won't get better..."
She was just a momentary hothead, and she had to take care of an irrelevant pregnant servant girl. Who knew that being involved in a murder case was not one life, but twenty-three! This time, I'm afraid that if I don't die, I have to peel off the skin before I can go out.
The more Meng Qiqi thought about it, the more aggrieved, the more angry she became. She couldn't help but glance at Sheng Jiayan with resentful eyes: "Why did you come here, son? The floor tiles in the prison are very hard, and my whole body hurts. It's still dark and damp here. I can’t sleep well either, cockroaches crawling around. I’m hungry and haven’t eaten yet…”
Meng Eqi glanced at Fang Bao, who also picked up the chicken leg in his hand and beckoned, not to mention his smile.
Meng Qi snorted again angrily.
Sheng Jiayan followed her gaze, raised her eyebrows slightly, and a cold light flashed in her long eyes: "The reason why I am late is actually—"
Fang Bao immediately pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
Sheng Jiayan lowered his voice: "I asked Chunfeng to go around the Xu residence to see if there were any other clues."
I didn't expect such a check, and there are really some gains.
Mo Chunfeng directly found the fighter in that area that night. The fighter was called Zhao Hu, who was a man of five big and three rough. But I don't know why I packed up the package and went back to the countryside this morning. Fortunately, Mo Chunfeng was walking fast and stopped Zhao Hu outside the city.
Mo Chunfeng came down and scared Zhao Hu, who was on his way, almost to death.
His first words were: "Don't kill me, I didn't see anything!"
As soon as Mo Chunfeng heard this, he knew there was a play: "What do you know about the Xu mansion?"
"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything." Zhao Hu waved his hands again and again.
Mo Chunfeng put the knife on his neck: "You can think clearly, do you know!?"
"I know, I know!" Zhao Hu hurriedly begged for mercy: "Yesterday I ate a piece of beef in the Erliang tavern, and after drinking a jar of hot yellow wine, I went out to watch. Then I didn't look good, when the rain just stopped, It's quiet everywhere. You don't look at me tall, but I'm a little scared..."
"The point!" Mo Chunfeng shouted impatiently.
"Okay, okay! The alley in Xu's house is too dark, but I have to pass by, so I want to go early while the moonlight is still bright. Who would have thought that I would go like this, but it's amazing! The door of Xu's house is open. , there were a few people lying down with Wu Yangyang dead inside, and the bloody ones were scary. I couldn't be scared at the time, so I ran away. "
Mo Chunfeng pondered his words and continued to ask: "Then what? Apart from dead people, there is nothing else?!"
Zhao Hu thought about it, and finally remembered a person: "There is one, but there is a young master in blue and white clothes, in that yard..."
"What is he doing?"
"It's like... vomiting?" Zhao Hu spread his hands and said anxiously: "I really can't remember, so I glanced at it and ran away. If you ask me anything else, I don't know!"
Mo Chunfeng took out the gold from his arms and threw it to him: "Come with me, be a witness, and make sure you don't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life, otherwise, I'll cut it off for you in advance to save you from worrying."
After all, he didn't wait for Zhao Hu to react, and then grabbed him like a wind and left, Zhao Hu looked at Mo Chunfeng's profile, and said dumbly: "My mother, this girl is so beautiful, but her voice is a little rough. The temper is too wild..."
Later, I heard that Zhao Hu had an arm broken, and is now lying in the West Garden of Gao Mansion, recovering from his injuries, waiting to testify in court at any time.
Meng Eqi knew that she had hope of being rescued, and she said with tears in her eyes, "So, I have proof of my alibi."
But it's not right to think about it carefully. When she went, the door of Xu's residence was already closed. If according to Zhao Husuo, the door of Xu's residence is wide open, who closed the door? ! What is the purpose of this person
"When he testifies for you, you'll be able to go out soon."
Meng Qiqi nodded moved, sucked her snot, and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with her paws.
Sheng Jiayan looked at her and raised his lips slightly: "The time is up, you can stay here for a long time, don't worry, everything is up to me."
"Um!"
Before Sheng Jiayan left, he glanced meaningfully at the cell where Fang Bao was.
After he left, Nie Xin rushed to the cell with a group of officers and soldiers without a single stick of incense.
Fang Baozheng was full of food and crooked his body to pick his teeth, when he accidentally found Nie Xin standing outside the door looking at him coldly, Fang Bao trembled and almost fell off the chaise longue.
Nie Xin frowned: "Someone, remove all the things in his cell."
The prison door opened, and a group of soldiers filed in. They packed everything away like a storm, and took away all the bean paste bag that Fang Bao was holding in his arms. By the way, he also took off his clean clothes. .
Looking at the backs of Nie Xin and the soldiers leaving with their large bags, he knelt on the ground and beat the floor angrily: "Exploiting the people's fat and cream, you are simply robbers! Robbers!"
Xu Shiqi's laughter of schadenfreude was too loud, Fang Bao raised a pair of hateful eyes and roared, "It must be a complaint from the surname Sheng! Otherwise, why did Nie Xin come after he left for a while?"
"Don't talk nonsense! Our son is not the kind of person who slaps reports! He won't do such a thing, you don't have to throw dirty water on him!"
Although Meng Qiqi was like this, she really believed in her heart that this was something Sheng Jiayan could do. After all, with his black belly, wouldn't it be easy to do such a thing