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Chapter 114 is struggling

Chapter 114: Hard to move

County Magistrate Miao's voice sounded in the court, Ruan Qing seemed to have not heard it, and there was no touch on her face. Xiao Ying felt a little vague premonition in her heart.

"Sir, this person is simply stubborn..."

"Yes, County Magistrate, you can't ask such a person with such a gentle manner, and you must be punished."

"Sir, try to use punishment. This is not a pity, but this is a plea for the dead girls."

The victims in the lobby also showed a look of unity against the enemy on their faces, but due to Ruan Qing's coldness, although he was tied with his hands and heavy shackles on his feet, the murderous intent around his body seemed to be unable to be eliminated by external objects. He just knelt there coldly, his eyes were still and his expression was cold, which made people nearby feel chill.

County Magistrate Miao was in a little embarrassed.

This confession was indeed Ruan Qing personally pressed his handprint.

The surname Ruan was a hard bone. According to Yin Jiuming, Xiao Ying came forward that night and asked for these confessions. Ruan Qing also spoke bluntly and said that he would not speak again in the future. As expected... no matter how he asked, even if he was severely punished, Ruan Qing did not say a word.

Even if he was tortured in the lobby at this time, the hard bone named Ruan would probably not say a word.

The murderer did not plead guilty in person, so how can the case continue to be tried?

County Magistrate Miao glanced at the teacher.

The master complained, but he could only shake his fingers and flatten the paper in front of him. He recited loudly...

"In September of the 22nd year of Emperor Geng, Dou's daughter Afang, the daughter of Beiluzhuang in Fuyang Town, was fourteen years old; Yu's daughter of Taiguanzhuang, Xiaoru, was sixteen years old; Wang Jiaojiao, the daughter of Wang family in Fuyang City, was sixteen years old...

November of the 22nd year of Emperor Geng...

January 23rd year of Geng Emperor...

March of the 23rd year..." The old document was not loud, but it still had a unique tone of literati. This tone was naturally suffocating poems, but when it came to recite these bloody cases, it was so eye-catching that people felt bloody when they heard the sound.

The boy in the lobby who lost his sister and his parents suddenly fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

His crying even the girls who had lost their daughters and died in the lobby had their eyes red.

The women choked in a low voice, the men were red in their eyes, and they knelt down and kowtowed to the Magistrate Miao.

I asked Miao County Magistrate to clarify the punishment of the monarchy.

This happened in the lobby, and the people surrounding the three floors of the lobby were naturally excited and shouting in torture almost became horns.

The sound was neat and unprecedented, almost overturning the roof of the yamen.

Xiao Ying's face looked a little ugly.

Ruan Qing is indeed the real murderer in this case. But was all these girls killed by him alone?

Most of the real murderers who bought him to kill people are still at large...

And why?

Why did Ruan Qing suddenly come to Fuyang Town? How did he have something to do with Zhengyang Tower?

Is there someone to support him?

Also, Ruan Qing’s life experience also made Xiao Ying a little confused.

At first glance, the real murderer was killed, and it seemed that the case could be settled, but after thinking about it carefully, there were too many unclear aspects in the case.

If these are not figured out, they are not considered a real case.

Yin Jiuming seemed to know a lot, but he didn't tell Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying didn't think there was anything wrong at that time. He thought that Yin Jiuming would definitely be there when the church was opened.

It was impossible to work hard for a long time, but instead he stopped showing up when the party was opened.

This simply doesn't make sense.
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