I'm not telling you, Madam Qin, can you not do it so horribly every time?

The county magistrate, who had returned from picking up the body, strode into the backyard of the county government office. He held it in all the way, and he couldn't help but complain:

The people of Qingshui Town are almost scared to death by the two dead men standing on the road!

Just kill people, and leave two dead people standing on the road. It's very perverted, isn't it?

As the county magistrate complained, the weird and awkward atmosphere between Qin Yao and Magistrate Song in the small room was broken.

Qin Yao: Don't get me wrong, it's just this thing. It should be the important evidence you want.

Putting the red bellyband into Song Zhang's hand, Qin Yao clapped her hands and opened the door and went out.

She was really afraid that if she stayed for a second longer, Song Zhang would dig a hole out of the county government office floor tiles.

But then I thought about it, and suddenly I saw a woman taking out a bellyband from her arms and stuffing it into herself. The scene was really scary.

Qin Yao shrugged, she understood.

Seeing the county magistrate walking in angrily, Qin Yao explained seriously:

I didn't intentionally leave the dead on the road, but they died too quickly and didn't have time to fall down.

The angry county magistrate: .

Suddenly discouraged.

Seeing Song Zhang walking out of the hut with a strange look on his face, the county magistrate nodded to Qin Yao to apologize, walked forward, and reported the situation on his side to Song Zhang.

Song Zhang became curious again and wanted to see the fifteen killers.

The county magistrate remembered how he had vomited after watching it the previous two times and advised: It's already very late today, why don't you watch it tomorrow?

Song Zhang: No, he wants to see it now.

Seeing that he could not be persuaded, the county magistrate let him go.

Qin Yao and Yin Le stayed in the small hall and did not follow them. There was nothing interesting about the dead, not to mention that she killed them herself.

As for the true appearance of those killers, she was not interested.

Soon, Song Zhang and the county magistrate came back. His face was a little pale, and his nerves were numbed by repeated stimulation. He actually didn't vomit today.

What a huge improvement. Song Zhang thought excitedly in his heart.

It was already very late, and the county magistrate couldn't bear it anymore. He looked tired and resigned first.

Song Zhang led Qin Yao and Yin Le to his home.

The county magistrate's wife is three years older than Magistrate Song, and is thirty-five this year.

The parents of the two families are close friends. They made an appointment for a baby marriage before the child was born. They agreed that if there is a boy and a girl, they will get married in the future.

Unexpectedly, the county magistrate's wife was born first, and Song Zhang came out three years later.

But the two grew up together, and with the help of their parents, their relationship was extraordinary.

This couple, who were childhood sweethearts, had a stronger relationship than the other couples. In private, Song Zhang called his wife Ajie, and his wife called Song Zhang Adi.

Last time Qin Yao sent the county magistrate back to the city to sit at his house for a while, but the middle-aged couple forced him to eat dog food, drank a cup of tea, and immediately ran away.

The county magistrate's wife was generous and cheerful. She warmly entertained Qin Yao and Yin Le, arranged guest rooms for them, and thoughtfully prepared hot water for them to take a bath.

Seeing that Qin Yao's clothes were dirty, she asked her daughter to take a set of her skirts and give them to Qin Yao to change.

The county magistrate and his wife got married early, and now the eldest daughter is fifteen years old.

Miss Song's appearance and posture took after her father's. She had a very heroic appearance, was tall and about the same height as Qin Yao.

Qin Yao wears her clothes just right.

It was this goose-yellow silk outfit that made Qin Yao feel a little restricted.

It's too soft and delicate, so I probably wouldn't dare wear it to kill people. I couldn't bear to let blood stain this beautiful dress!

The hoot of an owl came from the window. It was already midnight, and sleepiness came over her. Qin Yao wore a girl's soft clothes, covered herself with a bedding that the county magistrate's wife had scented with incense, and fell asleep beautifully.

Qin Yao got up at dawn the next day.

Being a guest in someone else's house is not like staying in bed at home.

Song Zhang and Yin Le also got up early. Accompanied by the county magistrate's wife, they were talking in the flower hall.

Song Zhang explained the current situation clearly to Yin Le in a few words, so that she could have an idea.

Because he was in a warmly decorated flower hall, with the county magistrate's wife comforting him, Yin Le didn't feel that he was being interrogated at all. He relaxed completely and established trust in the parent official in front of him.

Yin Le said: As long as the women of the people know, they will definitely tell you everything they know.

Okay! Song Zhang said happily: With your words, Miss Yueniang, I feel relieved.

But. He frowned, changed the topic, and sighed helplessly: It would be great if the poor women rescued from the brothels could be like you, Miss Yueniang.

The rescued women were hesitant about their experiences in brothels because they were concerned about their reputations, and they did not want to stand up in court and be scrutinized.

Therefore, now Song Zhang only has Yin Le, the victim who is willing to testify in court.

Of course, the situation today is very different from yesterday.

With the poem on her bellyband, Pan Meiren's backers may not necessarily protect her.

Any party that claims to have a clean civil service will never allow its reputation to be disparaged in the slightest.

Qin Yao came to the flower hall and saw Song Zhang looking confident, and asked curiously:

Sir, who is Zhaoda who wrote the poem?

Song Zhang looked up when he heard the sound, almost thinking that he had recognized the wrong person.

Is this girl in a delicate goose-yellow silk dress Qin Yao who killed fifteen professional killers?

The county magistrate's wife stood up in surprise and said with a smile: Ms. Yao, you look really good in these clothes!

Qin Yao smiled generously. She also thought it was very good. Apart from the delicate material, it looked really good.

Later, she could take out the silk fabrics at home and ask her second sister-in-law to make herself a fresher dress to wear.

Song Zhang suddenly remembered that Qin Yao was only twenty-one years old this year, not much older than his eldest daughter.

It's really magical. In the past, he always felt like he was talking to a mature woman of the same age.

She had forgotten her true age.

But that's not the focus now. The case has not yet been concluded, and there are still many things to be busy with before the trial begins.

Song Zhang did not directly answer Qin Yao's question. He said cryptically: With this thing, no one will make it difficult for Kaiyang County Yamen to investigate Pan Meiren.

Qin Yao nodded, understanding that this Zhaoda was the protective umbrella over Pan Meiren.

Seeing that Qin Yao had no intention of continuing to follow him, Song Zhang called Yin Le, and the two of them went straight to the county government office.

He will take Yin Le to persuade the rescued women, hoping that they can stand up and speak out for themselves and let Pan Meiren get the punishment she deserves.

Moreover, several female corpses were dug up yesterday. One of them, Yin Le should be familiar with, was the previous oiran Shaoyao.

According to the results of Wang Wu's examination, there were not only a large amount of poisonous drug residues in Shaoyao's body, but also a lot of highly toxic arsenic powder.

Moreover, on the night Yin Le fled, Shaoyao was already two months pregnant.

As for whether she knew she was pregnant at the time, it cannot be verified now that she is dead. (End of chapter)

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