Chapter 35 To Shen Mansion
Linjiang Street, Liangjiang County.
At this time, Linjiang Street vendors and footmen were coming and going.
Zeng Anmin was riding on a tall horse, looking at the people coming and going with sharp eyes.
Dachun was followed behind him. Dachun's horse was obviously not small, but under his crotch it looked as funny as an adult riding a small wooden horse.
Behind Dachun is Shen Jun, the suspected aunt killer who is recovering from his injuries.
At this time, Shen Jun's slightly honest eyebrows stood upright, and his thick lips pressed together tightly under his face.
He looked at Zeng Anmin with reverence and gratitude.
He knew that the convoy was now heading towards his home.
The purpose of going there is to help clear yourself of suspicion.
"Zeng Zuoli, the Shen Mansion has arrived."
Keeping pace with Zeng Anmin was Xu Yunfeng, the right officer of the Xuanjing Division.
At this time, Xu Yunfeng's face was full of smiles, and the two beards at the corners of his mouth swayed under the bumps of the horse, which looked very funny.
Zeng Anmin glanced at Xu Yunfeng and looked forward.
Shen Mansion.
It’s a simple huge plaque, but underneath it is the accumulation of countless generations.
"Open the door and enter the house."
Zeng Anmin waved his hand lightly, and a man in red clothes walked out from both sides and headed towards the door of the mansion.
When an old man opened the door and saw two rows of majestic red-clad men at the door, he almost fainted from fright.
These days, when officials knock on the door of business, nothing good comes of it.
After the man in red clothes negotiated with the man, regardless of whether he agreed or not, the two men came up directly and pushed the door open.
The door of Shen's Mansion was opened squarely in front of Zeng Anmin.
"Let's go."
Zeng Anmin got off his horse and strode towards the mansion.
Dachun followed closely behind him.
Seeing his somewhat hasty pace, Xu Yunfeng's face was filled with contentment, and he slowly got off the horse.
With Shen Jun showing the way, he arrived at the crime scene not long after.
The purpose of coming to the crime scene today is simple.
The first is to ask for more confessions.
The second is to search the mourning hall that day to see if there are any secret passages or mechanisms.
"Master!!"
A girl in green clothes suddenly made a surprise noise, attracting everyone's attention.
Zeng Anmin looked subconsciously and saw a girl from a small family of Biyu running over with surprise on her face and looking at Shen Jun's face:
"You are really young master, you are back from prison!!"
Faced with Zeng Anmin's gaze.
Jun Shen looked a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and said respectfully:
"This is my personal maid, my name is Pearl."
Seeing the pearl, Zeng Anmin felt a little sad.
Look, the beauty of this personal maid is at least eighty or more, not to mention the best.
Look at those buck teeth and noses in your yard...
Dad, when will you wake up? !
"Yeah."
Zeng Anmin nodded expressionlessly, looking like a pearl and asked:
"Was she at the scene when the crime occurred?"
Shen Jun immediately shook his head and said, "No, if she were here, I wouldn't be so powerless to defend herself."
"Oh."
Zeng Anmin lost interest instantly.
The main hall is the mourning hall.
Now three months have passed since the incident, and it has long lost its original appearance.
Not long after, a group of people came running.
There are young and old.
When they saw Jun Shen coming back, some people cried with joy, some remained silent, and naturally some looked gloomy.
It's like all kinds of things in the world.
There was no need for Zeng Anmin to open his mouth before Chi Yi Lang came forward to "negotiate" with the Shen family.
The Shen family members soon agreed to temporarily hand over the main hall of the mansion to the master of Xuanjing Division for inspection. Soon, two teams of red-clad men entered the recruitment hall and rummaged.
Anyone who can become Chi Yilang of the Xuanjing Division has experienced the most basic training.
They are extremely skilled at rummaging through things, and they miss every nook and cranny.
Zeng Anmin crossed his arms and took advantage of this time to carefully look at the surrounding environment.
Not long after, his eyes fell on the martial arts arena in the yard in front of Zhentang.
Eighteen kinds of weapons, including swords, guns, swords and halberds, are all on the shelves.
"Is there anyone practicing martial arts in Shen's house?"
Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Jun and asked.
"Well, leading a fleet will encounter many dangers. Learning martial arts is the foundation of our profession."
"You also practice martial arts?"
Zeng Anmin pointed to the weapon rack and asked.
Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!
"No, this is used by my uncle. Unfortunately, his talent is not good. After barely reaching the top grade, he never made any progress."
Shen Jun mentioned his uncle and sighed, his face downcast.
"Oh."
Zeng Anmin nodded thoughtfully.
Then he turned his attention to the two slaves in rough clothes.
"Are you the two slaves who were guarding outside the mourning hall when the crime occurred?"
Zeng Anmin had been in the Xuanjing Division for two days, and he had inherited a good reputation as an official.
His face was as heavy as water, and his voice was stern, with a sense of oppression.
"Go back to the official, it's me and me."
The two slaves looked at each other first, then came to him tremblingly, knelt down and kowtowed.
"I would like to ask you two, did you two hear anything when the crime occurred?!"
Zeng Anmin squinted his eyes, put one hand behind his back, and looked serious.
The two of them quickly knelt on the ground and said:
"The two of us are on duty at the hall door."
"Except for the young master, no one has been to the mourning hall... As for the voice, I couldn't hear it from the front. The young master raised his voice and said a few words before he came out, but he couldn't hear clearly..."
The two of them glanced dryly at Shen Jun next to them. Seeing that Shen Jun had no reaction, they turned their attention to Zeng Anmin.
The answers were quite different from the answers given by the two people in the file.
Zeng Anmin looked away from these two people.
The two men had no motive for committing the crime.
Shen Liu was not violated when she died.
The most important thing is that these two men also have other witnesses.
There were many servants in the Shen Mansion, and people who got up one after another did see these two people taking a nap leaning on the doorpost of the main hall door.
"Reporting to the magistrate, no secret passage mechanism has been found."
Not long after, two teams of men in red came out, and the leader saluted Zeng Anmin and reported.
"No?"
Zeng Anmin's heart slowly sank.
"No." The man in red nodded firmly: "And there are no traces of recent repairs."
The meaning is very clear, the murderer cannot come back and block the original secret passage.
"Crime in a secret room..."
Zeng Anmin's eyes slowly fell on the main hall, silently calculating.
He set his sights on Shen Jun again.
Shen Jun raised his slightly thick eyebrows and looked at him nervously, clenching his fists tightly.
Zeng Anmin slowly closed his eyes, began to slowly recall all the clues, and murmured softly:
"Jun Shen has no motive, and the suspicion is not great. The two slaves did not have the time to commit the crime. They have alibi..."
"Haha."
A chuckle rang out, interrupting Zeng Anmin's murmur.
Zeng Anmin opened his eyes and found Xu Yunfeng looking at him with a smile on his face:
"My dear brother, this is wrong. How come Shen Jun's suspicion is not serious? How can we be so sure that he has no motive?"
"It should be noted that the stance must be neutral when judging a case, and one must not favor one party. Otherwise, it will be irresponsible for the deceased and a blasphemy against one's own abilities."
The words are thorny, the voice is gentle, but the words are extremely harsh.
"What do you think, Mr. Xu?" Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and looked at him calmly.
(End of chapter)