The Northern Ming Dynasty under Mao Jue's rule has reached a peaceful and prosperous era, which makes people forget that this is still a feudal era in the Middle Ages.

There were thirty-one criminals in total. In broad daylight, they suddenly broke into Donglaishun with their hand crossbow and the early short musket. The group of people was absolutely desperate enough. They rushed to the third floor with the guns of the guards. The incident happened too suddenly. The two guards had only time to pull Chiyohime back from the swimming pool. The red box containing the evidence was directly snatched away!

"I'm sorry! Sister Changping! If only..., if I held the box, I wouldn't..., nor...."

The circles of his eyes were red, and his tender index fingers were tangled together. Chiyohime came out timidly. He listened to her apologizing and sighed helplessly, but Changping stretched out his arms and hugged her heavily in his arms.

"As long as you're fine, just grab the box!"

The little head was deeply shrank in Changping's arms. Chiyohime was filled with guilt and uneasiness, and closed her eyes slightly.

...........

This is not just a robbery, but also an assassination of the imperial concubine. If it were seventeen years ago, it would be a serious crime of raiding the family and extermination, even at this time, it would be a big case and would cause a sensation.

It was also because of the sudden call from the surveillance state that Li Jianxun, the prefect of Datong who was suddenly called back, was almost scared. An old man in his sixties, carrying fruits and wiping tears, moved into Chiyoji in the Datong garrison compound to ask about his well-being. However, Changping was no longer even able to write a report at this time, and she spent all the time in the Datong Town Border Police Station.

Liaodong produces cement and steel. In order to promote industrialization and reduce wood consumption, Mao Jue vigorously promoted Bauhaus-style steel and cement buildings in the Beiming Dynasty. This police station is no exception. At this time, it was quite similar to the style of a police station like later generations. The following is the service hall, the middle is the interrogation room, and the top is the detention room.

After all, it was Beiming under Mao Jue. Except for the thirty-one criminals who were shot dead in a hotel, none of the remaining ones ran out. They were driven by the patrol police and chased four streets with carriages. Another eleven were killed. The remaining ones were captured in one net at the city gate.

But this interrogation made Zhu Ma quite nervous.

Her red evidence box was locked well, but the box was thrown into the carriage where the gangsters escaped. The prepared brazier was opened. After opening it, the paper inside was burned black in the high temperature and could not be identified.

He pinched his chin that was a little thinner, sat outside the interrogation room and stared at the box in a daze, turning a deaf ear to the crackling sounds that came from the interrogation room from time to time. I don’t know how long it took, but the iron railing door of the interrogation room was opened again. Several police captains walked downstairs in a hurry, shouting that the carriage was not sure where to go. While wiping their hands, Zhang Junrong, the director of the branch office of Central Street, walked out in a staggering manner.

Looking at Changping's eyes, the tall and burly man of the Liaodong Army retired, drooped his head like a child who did something wrong.

"Your Highness, you are incompetent, and you didn't ask anything!"

"These gangsters are so stubborn?"

Changping asked in surprise. She had heard that some big families would raise dead soldiers, but she didn't expect to encounter this time. But listening to her problem, Zhang Junrong looked annoyed.

"No, they don't know anything at all!"

He was so unlucky that he wanted to spit, but when he saw Changping, Zhang Junrong swallowed his saliva again and murmured: "These people are all Mongolian Tartars outside the mouth. These people are not from the same tribe. According to them, on April 18th, on the 19th, they were grazing on the grassland. Suddenly they were attacked by unknown tribes, tied up their families, locked them in boxes, and then opened the boxes, and they had already arrived in Datong City."

"The group of people promised to steal the red box beside the swimming pool on the third floor, put them in, and each one gave ten taels of silver, then rushed them to get their weapons and went out!"

"Bizhi has sent someone to the inn they confessed to investigate! Your Highness, these bastards who dare to hurt His Majesty's family, even if they don't want this life, they will kill them!!!"

Zhang Junrong promised murderously, but Changping was still listless and just nodded slightly.

After reporting, the police chief suddenly stepped on the gun and followed him downstairs in two or three steps. He still sat there, staring at the box with his eyes blankly, as smart as hers, and something always lies in her heart.

She tied people from outside the pass to inside the pass, tied them into the city, and attacked the press station in broad daylight. She, Zhu Mei, could accept all these, but even if these Shanxi coal bosses are rich and powerful, how did they know exactly how they hid the evidence in the little red box and placed it at Chiyohime's feet?

Moreover, the day before these people were ready to work, she used the excuse to count the growth of imports and exports, and wanted to review the signing room of Polu Pass, on the 18th, the access rights she and Chiyo Hime obtained in the evening, and left Polu Pass on the 19th! Not only did the secrets within the press group, but this invisible enemy also had amazing control over every move of the press group.

The word "insider" couldn't help but come to my mind, but Zhu Ma was really unwilling to suspect that the journalists who worked with him had their lives to protect their guards. They covered their heads with headaches. After a long time, Zhu Ma Ma stood up with difficulty, threw the box aside, and staggered downstairs.

...........

Sure enough, Zhang Junrong found nothing about the raids hiding the thief. The inn owner showed that their registered identity was a group of Qin merchants from Shaanxi. News came back from Shaanxi that the caravan had been robbed by local Turks in a trade trip to Hezhong three years ago, and almost wiped out the entire army. On the other hand, the information used to enter the city was the identity of a southern merchant under the East India Company. However, this business did not come to the north to trade at all and had nothing to do with the local area. As for the records of entering the customs, it was impossible to find out. It was very likely that a batch of goods were hidden by one person and brought in in batches.

But the bigger blow has just arrived.

On May 12th, six days after the court was closed, the Shanxi court held the trial again, but this time, Judge Song Weilong's expression became particularly bad.

Another slap of the Ming Dynasty forever. His Majesty's wise political nonsense, with a bang, in front of the reporters and the jury, the selfless justice slapped the auster on the table. In Han Xiaomo's panicked eyes, his voice was a bit irritable.

"After six days, this judge went to the capital and Shaanxi to collect evidence according to the clues provided by the plaintiff. However, the Ministry of Revenue in the capital had no record of the case contracted by Baoketu Coal Mine before the development of the Shanxi Merchants Association. The three-border Governor's Office also made a statement and there was no record of issuing mining licenses to Anggetu Day. In addition, since the plaintiff could not provide customs clearance tax records for Polu Pass and other passes, the plaintiff accused the Shanxi Merchants Association of forcibly snatching the coal mine and accusing the Shanxi government of illegal arrest and imprisonment, which was not established due to insufficient evidence!"

"Sir Judge!"

Full of impatientness, Zhu Ma raised her hand excitedly and interrupted the verdict, shouting excitedly: "Six days ago, a big robbery just occurred in Datong. A criminal openly robbed the reporter's station in Datong and burned the evidence found at Polu Pass. It was obvious that someone planned to cover up the true image! How could he issue a verdict so rashly?"

"Your Highness, the official appreciates your persistence in the truth and your jealousy of injustice. But above the court, there are three-sided Governor's Office, Ministry of Revenue, Ministry of Justice, and the four yamen in Dali Temple, which need to be taught evidence, cannot find any evidence. There is no clear evidence in this case and the Baoketu Coal Mine. I cannot control the case based on my own feelings!"

"Unless you can come up with new evidence in the future!"

Listening to Changping's questioning, the justice answered again with a solemn tone, but then he ignored her again. Instead, he took a picture of the arson with a sharp look and roared at Han Xiaomo, who was staring at the dull eyes.

"In addition, because the plaintiff greatly disrupted the social order, slandered the reputation of the government, and deceived public opinion, the prosecutor decided to prosecute the plaintiff Han Xiaomo, a citizen of Bao Ketu, for false accusation, and the bailiff!"

"how so!!!"

With the sound, several bailiffs rushed in with the ropes. When the matter came here, Han Xiaomo was completely out of control and was full of disbelief. She screamed and grabbed the plaintiff's dock and screamed sharply.

"It was clearly they who broke into our home, took away our coal mines, and captured our people! Why didn't they catch those bad people? The sky has no eyes! The sky has no eyes!!!"

Amid the screams, several bailiffs held the ropes and pressed her weak body directly on the plaintiff's dock with a magic rope, twisted her arms behind her back, and wrapped the strong hemp rope tightly around her arms, then tied a pair of slender hands behind her back. The other two also brought shackles and buckled them on her ankles. Her identity as a plaintiff turned into a defendant in a blink of an eye.

But even though he suffered the pain of binding and detention, Han Xiaomo still lay on the plaintiff's dock, keeping shouting, and the unfair voice of heaven was almost heartbreaking. But in the shrill voice, no one expressed sympathy for her. Many reporters excitedly recorded such a big reversal, but the heavy news, the senior members of the jury were just whispering with smiles. In a cold state, the bailiff finally dragged her shoulders and dragged this stubborn little girl out of the court.

Along the way, Han Xiaomo stared at Changping's face with help, but this time, Zhu Mei no longer had the courage to raise her head and look at her eyes. She lowered her head tightly, covered her little face with the brim of her hat, and clenched her fists tightly into her flesh.

Even though he knew that this was an unjust case, he was unable to uphold justice. This feeling made Changping feel very upset!

There was a loud bang, and once again, the judge's gavel was re-shot on the case!
Chapter completed!