"Yes... yes..." The middle-aged man trembled from his fierce aura, and cried bitterly: "The little one just wanted to take a look at the palace, so he entered the side door and walked a few steps..."
"You have walked more than a few steps." Murong Ye sneered and interrupted him: "Someone saw that you went nearly 100 meters into the palace..."
"Yes, yes, yes... the young man broke into the palace in a moment of confusion, and I beg for forgiveness..." The man knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed to Murong Ye. The dark red blood oozed from his forehead, staining his face. The ground is red.
Murong Ye frowned slightly: "Stop kowtowing, it's useless for you to pretend to be pitiful until the matter is resolved..."
The middle-aged man kowtowed abruptly, and looked at Murong Ye blankly, as if he didn't understand what he meant.
Murong Ye chuckled lightly and said, "It's okay if you don't understand. Let me make it clearer. The side door where you meet Yexiang should have been guarded for twelve hours, but when you went there early this morning, two people None of the guards were there. Later, when I questioned them, they said that their stomach hurts and they went to the toilet... "
"What does this have to do with the villain?" The middle-aged man asked puzzled.
"Because you burned the weeds that can make people smell their stomachs, and let them go to the latrine..." Murong Ye said with a smile, and the black jade-like pupils were chilly.
The middle-aged man turned pale with shock: "I'm wronged, I'm wronged... the little ones don't know what to vent, how can they be burned to cause the guards to have diarrhea..."
"Really?" The corner of Murong Ye's mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and he reached out to take a paper bag from a guard, and gently opened it, revealing a burning grass stalk that was only two centimeters away.
Murong Ye stretched out the grass stalk in front of the middle-aged man, and said leisurely: "This is what Ben Hou found in a hidden corner two meters away from the side door. There is a strong scent of night on it. You can tell it's a scent when you smell it." You brought..."
Middle-aged man: "..."
"It's also possible that this grass has been placed there a long time ago, and when the little one pulled Ye Xiang, it was stained with Ye Xiang..." After all, the Ye Xiang from various palaces is gathered together, and the smell is very strong. The middle-aged man said bitterly, with a look of refusing to admit it.
Murong Ye was not in a hurry, he carried the incomplete straw through the paper and said: "The scent of the night in the air dissipates very quickly, no matter how strong the scent of the night is, it can only linger on things for a short while. As soon as it is blown, the smell will dissipate, and the night fragrance on this grass stalk has been blown by the wind for an hour, but it has not dissipated. Can't get rid of... "
Looking inside and outside the palace, the only one with Ye Xiang on his body is this uncle who picks up Ye Xiang outside the palace...
Murong Ye looked down at the middle-aged man, with dark lights flickering in his eyes, as if to say: "Aren't you going to tell the truth?"
The middle-aged man's complexion became even more bitter: "My lord, the little one is telling the truth..."
Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to babble about his injustice again, Murong Ye waved his hand and interrupted him: "Okay, okay... You are stubborn, so I won't talk nonsense to you anymore, come and arrest him Go to his house and search carefully... "He is 80% to 90% suspected of committing the crime, and he will definitely find evidence...
"Yes." The guards took orders, strode forward and escorted the middle-aged man.