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  Yang said with a forced smile: "Your Honor, at the time of the incident, he was not around, he went to deliver wine, so there shouldn't be anything to do with him, right?"

  "That catcher is obviously very diligent: 'Where to send the wine? I'm sending someone to find him right now. Not a single person can be let off, everyone in this guest house is under suspicion.'"

  The words suddenly made the whole scene a bit chaotic, and at this moment, Chen Yuan heard a soft cold hum behind him: "Hmph! A bunch of trash!"

  Chen Yuan quietly turned his head and saw that the speaker was a young man of about twenty years old. In the dark night, he couldn't see his face clearly, but judging from his figure, this person was slender and tall.

  Chen Yuan considered whether to go out and clear things up. To be honest, this originally had nothing to do with him, as long as the police found Chai Yang, he could prove that he was unrelated to the murder case. If an unrelated matter affected his takeover of the wine shop, Chen Yuan felt somewhat resentful.

  He squeezed through the crowd: "Make way, make way, everybody!"

  Catch sight of someone squeezing in, two steel knives were drawn out: "Who is it, stop!"

  Chen Yuan stood still in front of the steel knife, and Yang Zhanggui hastily said: "Your Honor, it's him, he's that scholar who wanted to do business."

  "Let him in!"

  Chen Yuan walked over and made a bow: "I am Chen Shimei, a native of Junzhou, and I came to the capital for the imperial examination."

  Na Bao Kuai looked at Chen Yuan and asked: "Why did you suddenly want to start a business?"

  Chen Yuanwei smiled and said, "After arriving in the capital, I exchanged with all of you students and found that my own learning is shallow and I have no confidence in being on the list, so I changed my mind."

  Just as Baoqiang wanted to say something, he saw the fat man who lived in the hotel suddenly burst into loud wailing: "Oh mother! Who is so ruthless and killed him like that!"

  His crying made Chen Yuan feel very uncomfortable, and for some reason, Chen Yuan felt that his crying seemed to be hiding something.

  That stout fellow put down Chen Yuan, walked to the side of that fat man: "A dead person cannot be revived, this official is Zhao Hu, a seventh-grade constable in front of the temple, and is also a constable under Lord Bao. Please rest assured, our Lord Bao is like a god in solving cases, and will definitely bring justice."

  The crowd burst into applause, apparently, after learning that the case would be tried by Bao Gong, everyone believed that the real culprit would be brought to justice.

  In the midst of people's admiration, Chen Yuan heard a very small voice: "Hmph, can Master Bao solve any case?"

  He knew without looking that it was the tall and slender person from the crowd who had spoken. This man was too bold, daring to say such things here.

  Zhao Hu obviously also heard it, his eyes swept a circle in the crowd, and someone next to him pulled Zhao Hu's arm: "Zhao Hu, don't make trouble."

  Zhao Hu withdrew his gaze and patted the fat man's shoulder: "Don't be sad anymore, there are some things we need to ask clearly. It's inconvenient to talk here, please follow me to the yamen for a trip."

  It was said that the one who would be judging the case was Bao Gong, and Chen Yuan's heart suddenly shook. Ever since he had become Chen Shi Mei, he was afraid of hearing the name Bao Gong.

  But it seemed there was someone he feared even more. Chen Yuan saw that when Zhao Hu revealed his identity, the fat man's entire body of flesh trembled slightly, and his head tilted slightly to one side.

  Next to him was the young man who had rushed for the train.

  Zhao Hu said, "Please ask this fatty to go to the yamen for a trip." At that time, the fatty wiped away his tears and said, "It should be so, it should be so. However, when my wife goes, she must notify her family members to know, and also let someone at home prepare for the funeral. Can you let me send a family member back to report?"

  "This is reasonable and emotional, Zhao Hu had no reason not to agree: 'Of course'."

  That fatty pulled over a young man who was in a hurry to catch the bus: "Yao San, hurry back and report to the old master, be careful when speaking and look at the old master, don't let him get too heartbroken."

  The young man nodded hastily: "Don't worry, old sir, I'll take care of it."

  "Alright, you scholars follow me to the yamen. This shop is temporarily sealed until Lord Bao says it can be reopened. We're just going to ask some questions at the yamen, and if you have nothing to do with the case, you can return immediately."

  The scholars were suddenly in an uproar, not because they were afraid to see Bao Zheng, but because the exam was less than four months away and there were no more rooms available at the nearby inns. Even if those large inns had vacancies, most of the scholars here were poor and couldn't afford the rent.

  Zhao Hu didn't care about these things, and he ordered his men to stick a seal on the door. As an official, as long as he could crack the case, the scholars' accommodation was not within his consideration.

  Chen Yuan was heartbroken, the wine shop that was about to be his was sealed, and while he was thinking about what to do tomorrow, he suddenly noticed that when the young man got on the carriage, the fat man seemed to have a weight lifted off his shoulders.

  Chen Yuan immediately didn't think much and hastily shouted: "Halt!"

  Many people were frightened by his loud shout, and Zhao Hu immediately turned around to look at him.

  Chen Yuanyi rushed a few steps to Zhao Hu's front: "Sir, when the murder case occurred, was this carriage driver also in the store? If he was, then he can't leave."

  Chen Yuan's motive for saying this was very simple: the sooner the murder case is solved, the sooner his wine shop can reopen.

  Zhao Hu thought for a moment, Chen Yuan's words were quite reasonable, and then looked at the fat man. The fat man seemed somewhat anxious: "Sir, Yao San has been with me for many years, he absolutely wouldn't do such a thing, I dare to use my family's reputation and life to vouch for him."

  Chen Yuan took a deep breath. The fatter this guy got, the more anxious he became, which only proved that there might be something wrong with this young man. If he could expose his true nature, then wouldn't it be unnecessary to go see Bao Quan? And wouldn't the wine shop be spared from being shut down?

  "Everything is possible, sir. Everyone in this tavern has a motive and should cooperate with you to clear their names before they can leave."

  Zhao Hu nodded slightly and pointed at the young man: "Follow me to the yamen."

  Chen Yuan naturally did not want to go to the yamen to see Bao Zheng, and immediately said: "Your Honor, I think it's better to clarify some key issues now, so as to prevent someone from making false accusations on the way."

  Zhao Hu looked up and down at Chen Yuan twice, and finally adopted Chen Yuan's opinion. He beckoned the young man to come over: "What is your relationship with the deceased?"

  The young man walked slowly over, without a hint of panic, but when his eyes swept across Chen Yuan's face, he inadvertently revealed a thread of resentment.

  Chen Yuan pretended not to see and stood beside Zhao Hu in silence.

  "Xiao Ren Yao San was killed by his own mistress."

  "When it happened, where were you?"

  "The little man is resting in his room and has not gone out."

  "Is there anyone who can testify?"

  The young man looked embarrassed: "This... I live alone in a room, there is no one who can testify for me."

  "Let's go down first."

  Zhao Hu asked one by one, of course, he asked very skillfully, all were things that could let everyone know, for example, he asked about the structure of this room, and what many people were doing at that time.

  For those bookworms, if they can find witnesses for each other, most of them don't need to go to Bao Zheng's place anymore. Chen Yuan is the same, he was not there when the case broke out, and many people can testify.

  It was Wang the shopkeeper and his daughter, as well as the fat man and three scholars, who were all in the main hall at the time of the murder. Zhao Hu asked each of them in detail if they had seen anyone enter the room where the murdered woman was staying.

  Several people shook their heads. Zhao Hu was somewhat perplexed and muttered to himself, "No one entered the room? The window is also closed, who could it be?"

  Chen Yuan heard this and suddenly had an epiphany. He immediately said: "Sir, I have a guess, but I don't know if it's suitable to say."

  Zhao Hu smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter if I tell you."

  Chen Yuan looked at the three of them, including the fat man, and walked around in a circle before asking the fat man, "Why aren't you staying with your wife in the room?"

  Fatso's mouth moved: "I'm a good eater, my wife said she wanted to take a bath, so I came down to see what the kitchen of this inn has to eat."

  Chen Yuanyi stretched out his hand to signal him not to say any more. After thinking for a moment, he asked Zhao Hu again: "Sir, what was the deceased wearing when he died?"

  Zhao Hu said: "Wear thin shirt."

  Chen Yuan nodded slightly and walked up to the maid: "Miss, you're called Xiaolei?"

  The maid seemed a bit constrained and afraid, using an almost inaudible voice to say softly: "Yes."

  Chen Yuan slowly turned around, walked to Zhao Hu's front, then turned his head back to look at the girl: "Why did you kill people? I don't think they're bad people, there must be a reason?"

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