Yipin Chef

: "Xiao Shuang, your reasoning is awesome, you can also be a detective."

"It was my negligence, but this does not prove that Jiale is not the murderer." Di Qiu sneered, "You said that he is kind-hearted and would not go out of his way to throw stones at people, but don't forget that he is a chef. Slashing bones with a knife or swinging an iron pan with one hand both required strength, and he could kill a person by throwing a stone casually.

Even if He Qingdong didn't die at the time, it's likely that Jiale made it up again. You think, that corner of the garden is remote, who would pass by there without incident, and then murder after him? "

"What you said makes sense." Ting Shuang thought for a while and then said, "However, if Jiale intends to kill someone deliberately, he will definitely hit him hard or a few more times to ensure that the victim dies before leaving, otherwise The other party will leave a death message to reveal that he is the murderer.

If he had no intention to kill, but just threw a stone at someone impulsively, then when he saw He Qingdong fell down bleeding, he would have fled in panic, it would be impossible to wait for the victim to wake up and make amends as you said. "

Di Qiu had to be convinced: "I have to admit that your reasoning is impeccable, but who is the real culprit? If you can't find the real culprit, Jia Le's suspicion can't be escaped. After all, he threw a stone at someone."

Ting Shuang was silent, with a troubled look on his face, Bao Qi observed his face, and asked quietly: "Do you already know who the last murderer is?"

Ting Shuang smiled bitterly: "I guessed who it was, but I couldn't say it."

Baoqi jumped up excitedly: "Quickly tell me, who is the murderer?"

"Let me ask you, if a good friend of yours committed a murder and did something wrong, would you cover up his crime, or expose the truth and make him reflect on his mistakes?"

"This..." Baoqi was also in a dilemma, turned around and found that Di Qiu had left, and immediately understood, "That detective must have reported to the emperor, what should I do?"

"I don't know, what should I do? What should I do?" Ting Shuang turned around nervously.

At this time, the emperor's personal eunuch came to summon the two of them to face the emperor.Seeing that Tingshuang's face was not good, Baoqi realized something and was very nervous, so she had to follow the eunuch to meet the emperor.

The emperor asked directly without any nonsense: "I heard that you re-investigated this murder case and found something new, right?"

"Oh... yes..." Ting Shuang frowned in embarrassment.

"I heard that you found evidence to prove that Jia Le is not the real murderer, right?" The emperor's eyes lit up, it seemed that he sincerely hoped that Jia Le was not the murderer.

"Yes, there is evidence that Jia Le didn't kill He Qingdong with that blow, and he fled in fright after only hitting it once. However, the deceased had two wounds on his head, which shows that he is not the real murderer."

"Tell me quickly, who is the real culprit?" the emperor urgently urged.

Baoqi looked at Ting Shuang nervously, her fists clenched tightly, and cold sweat oozes from her hands.

"The real murderer...is...just..." Ting Shuang gritted her teeth, ready to speak out.

At this time, the eunuch came to report: "Report to the emperor, Ye Chengfeng, a member of the Shandong Department of the Household Department, has urgent matters to see."

"Ah..." Ting Shuang and Bao Qi both turned pale and yelled.

The emperor was very surprised by their reaction, so he didn't have time to ask more, just said: "Tell."

Ye Chengfeng entered the hall weakly and slowly, knelt down to salute, and said directly: "My Majesty, it wasn't Jia Le who killed He Qingdong, I did it."

"Ah..." Everyone present, except Ting Shuang Baoqi and Di Qiu, were shocked. What's going on?

"What he said...is it true? What's going on?" The emperor turned to Ting Shuang in surprise, asking him to explain.

Ting Shuang sighed secretly, and could only tell the truth: "My Majesty, the real culprit is indeed Ye Chengfeng. He heard Jia Le said that he had an appointment with He Qingdong, so he was not at ease, so he followed him secretly. Thinking of seeing Jia Le throwing stones at people in a fit of anger, and then fleeing in panic. Jia Le did not intend to kill, and did not use all his strength, so He Qingdong survived after being hit. Feng was afraid that his complaint would be detrimental to Jia Le, so he simply picked up a stone to mend it and smashed him to death."

"But, how do you know that the real culprit is him?"

"It's ants."

"Huh? Ants?" The emperor became more and more confused, "Tell me what's going on."

"The minister found a few ants crawling on the stone that was used as the murder weapon. The ants like sweets, and when they smelled the sweet smell on the stone, they crawled over."

"But how could that stone be sweet? Don't be impatient, tell me quickly." The emperor was even more curious and urged eagerly.

"There is a kind of person whose sweat contains sugar. This person must be nervous when he kills someone. In addition to the hot weather, there must be a lot of sweat in the palm of his hand. Holding the stone tightly, the stone will naturally be stained with sugar. Sweat. So the ants will follow the sweet smell to climb onto the stone, and this kind of person is a person suffering from diabetes.”

"Ye Chengfeng suffers from diabetes?"

"That's right, it's already at the later stage, and his life is not long. Please read the emperor's mercy because he is seriously ill."

The emperor was silent for a while and said: "The state owns the state law, and murder is punishable by life. The law has clear texts, especially for state officials. Murder and murder are unforgivable crimes."

The guards took Ye Chengfeng down and put him in prison.When leaving the palace gate, Ye Chengfeng looked at Ting Shuang and asked a question: "If I don't turn myself in, will you tell the truth?"

Ting Shuang was silent, and said after a while: "I think I will, there is only one truth, no matter how unbearable it is, it must be revealed to the world.

You have to know that no matter how obnoxious this person is and how hateful he has done, you have no right to override the law and kill other people's lives, no one else.

If, like you, everyone thinks that a certain person hates getting in the way and kills them, then wouldn't there be massacres everywhere in this world? "

Ye Chengfeng smiled: "You are right. Like Jiale, you are a person who cherishes life. After I die, please enlighten him and ask him to cherish the opportunity to live and live well."

59. Follow (End)

In the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, it was gloomy and dark, with blackened blood stains on the walls. All the criminals held here were felons, such as murderers and arsonists, as well as officials who had committed serious crimes.There were screams and weeping in the cell from time to time, as if from hell.

No one wants to come to such a place.

It was the first time for Jia Le to come to this kind of place. He was a timid person, most afraid of dark and cold places, but now he walked forward bravely and calmly.

At the end of the passage, there is a quiet prison cell. The people inside are lying on the ground against the wall, and the floor is covered with moldy straw. The people above are motionless, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive.

Jia Le shed tears, that person grew up with rich clothes and good food, and enjoyed all the happiness, how could he have suffered such hardships.They didn't know what to say when they met in this kind of place, they just grabbed the cell door and kept crying.

The person lying in the cell heard him crying and said impatiently: "Are you finished? Talk about something, leave if you have nothing to do."

When Jia Le heard him speak and knew that he was still alive, his heart burst into ecstasy, and instantly sank into the abyss again.

"I...I...you turn your head and let me take another look at you." In this situation, Jia Le, who has always been eloquent, didn't know what to say.

Ye Chengfeng was still facing the wall, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Do you want to see if I'm dead? Don't worry, I won't die in this dark place. Even if I die, I will die in the execution ground where the sun shines. "

"Woo...it's all my fault..." Jia Le started crying again, regretting why she couldn't hold back her anger, and even threw stones at people, causing Bao Qi to give false testimony, and Ye Chengfeng was sentenced to death because she was so tired. , you should calmly deal with all provocations and endure those idleness.Before the ideal is realized, why fight with others.

"What does it have to do with you? Well, He Qingdong, I have long disliked him. Just get rid of this thorn in my side. Do you think I will kill and commit crimes for you? Stop being so sentimental."

These cold words did not appear to be heartless, Jia Le was even more sad, unable to let go of it at all, he suppressed his grief and said: "You bear with it, the little prince and the others are all trying to find a way, and they will definitely rescue you."

"I'm dying anyway, don't bother me so much, even if I get a pardon, I won't live long." Ye Chengfeng was still very cold, with no warmth in his tone, as if he was dead from the heart to the outside people.

"Cheer up, don't just think about death, even if you are going to die, you can't be beheaded on the execution ground without dignity." Jia Le encouraged him, clenched his fists, "I will accompany you, wait for me ,wait for me."

Jia Le stood up abruptly, and walked out without looking back.

After he left, Ye Chengfeng, who had been facing the wall all the time, turned his head and stared at his back silently until he could no longer see him. There was no fear or sadness in his eyes, only affection and reluctance.

When Jiale returned to Ye Mansion, she saw Mrs. Ye and Zhou's two mothers crying like tears. Bao Qi comforted her and said to Ting Shuang: "Now that the case is finalized, Xiao Ye will be sentenced to death. You Find a way quickly."

Ting Shuang said helplessly: "What can I do? The evidence of his murder is solid, and he himself admitted it. If you want to be safe, unless..."

"Unless what?" Jia Le and Bao Qi shouted together.

Ting Shuang spread her hands: "Unless his father is Li Gang."

Jia Le was disappointed: "His father is long gone, what does it have to do with his father?"

Ting Shuang said: "If his father is more powerful, then he can ask for medical treatment out of prison on the grounds of serious illness, and get bail. Then the death penalty will be changed to a suspended death sentence, and the suspended death sentence will be changed to a fixed period. After a fixed period, it will be converted to early release. Maybe..."

"Oh..." Mrs. Ye exclaimed, "Why didn't I think of that?"

Everyone watched Mrs. Ye running back to the inner room in wonder.

Mrs. Ye took out a scroll from a secret place in the inner room, opened it, looked at it, and rolled it up again.