Chapter 1003 Liu Wei Has a Case in Mind

Sima Xi was stunned and immediately frowned: "The case hasn't been solved yet, why are we leaving? Where are the people?"

The yamen servant said: "They refused to come, saying that it wasted too much time. There are still business matters to be done, so we have to hurry up."

Sima Xi tensed his face, turned to Liu Wei and said "Wait a moment", then directly raised his feet and went to find the person in person.

Sima Xi had been there for more than half an hour. Liu Wei had already finished examining the three corpses. Apart from confirming the identity of the three people, there was no clue to the murderer.

"You can't escape from a vendetta. Let's check in this direction." Fu Zichen said after a while.

Liu Wei nodded and had no choice but to do this.

But no one knows what kind of enemies the three brothers made after being on the run for several years. If they wanted to find out, wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack?

When Sima Xi came back, he was not alone, but with a young man who said nothing.

The young man was handsome and his features were young but very handsome. When he saw strangers, he was obviously a little sensitive. He stood behind Sima Xi with his head slightly bowed.

"Who is this?" Liu Wei asked.

Sima Xi said: "This young master is the only clue witness in this case."

Liu Wei looked at the young man, leaned forward slightly, and asked, "What did you see?"

The young man didn't look at her, just stared at the tips of his shoes, and said dullly: "I didn't see it, but what I heard was that they were arguing."

Liu Wei looked at Sima Xi.

Sima Xi nodded: "Actually, no one witnessed what happened to these three people before they died. This young man lived far away from the three people's room, but he said he heard it."

Liu Wei looked at the boy again: "Can you remember the content of their conversation?"

The young man said "hmm" and numbly repeated what he had said no less than ten times in the past two days.

At the end, he added: "Did you hear me clearly? If you didn't hear me clearly, I hope you can take a piece of paper and write it down. Don't turn around and forget, and ask me again."

The tone is quite unfriendly.

Liu Wei felt weird and looked at Sima Xi inquiringly, but Sima Xi avoided her gaze and coughed awkwardly.

The boy's confession was of great help to the case.

First of all, it can be confirmed that the three people have had conflicts of interest. Secondly, it was mentioned in the conversation that "they agreed to three hundred taels each."

How did each person get three hundred taels? Who gave it to them?

Is the person who gave them money related to their death?

Is there that nine hundred taels of silver at the crime scene?

If not, where did the money go? Was he taken away by the murderer?

If we trace the whereabouts of the nine hundred taels of silver, we are also tracing the whereabouts of the murderer.

A series of causal loops are linked together, and Liu Wei has a clue in his mind.

She looked at Fu Zichen, who was also looking at her, their eyes facing each other. They were old partners who had worked together to solve crimes for many years. Their tacit understanding was no joke, and they knew each other's thoughts immediately.

"Sir Sima, can I take a look at the paperwork of this case?" Fu Zichen went directly to his superior Sima Xi. He was not planning to overstep his authority. This case belonged to Qingzhou Prefecture. He would not rob it, but he would assist him if the person involved Agree, that would be great.

Sima Xi said they were all in the study, and took Fu Zichen to see it himself. When he left, he left behind the child he had brought.

Liu Wei was wearing gloves on her hands, which were covered in blood. She didn't touch the child, but looked at him standing there with some indifference, and asked curiously: "How old are you?"

The child whispered: "Nine years old."

Liu Wei nodded and asked again: "The martial arts you practice are different from most martial arts in the Central Plains. Is it passed down from your family?"

Before she finished speaking, the young man raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with astonishment as he stared at the person in front of him.

His movement was a bit loud, which startled Liu Wei. Liu Wei hurriedly said: "Don't be nervous, just ask casually, you don't have to say anything."

When Liu Wei saw the child for the first time, she could tell that he had a foundation in martial arts. Later, based on his confession, she judged that the child's extraordinary ear power should also be related to the martial arts skills he practiced.

Most of the martial arts in the Central Plains belong to the Dakai and Dahe sects, which mainly use swords, spears, swords and halberds, supplemented by fists, moves and kicks. Kungfu like practicing the five senses is relatively partial. It is usually not a unique skill passed down from family, and it is rare for sects to have it.

Liu Wei saw that the atmosphere was awkward and started to stir up the atmosphere with some topics. Unexpectedly, it made the children even more wary. She was helpless and had to comfort her: "You are young and your bones are most flexible. Logically speaking, you can practice fisting and kicking. You have the best kung fu, but I think you have strong internal strength, but your hands and feet are not strong. If my guess is correct, you are practicing the method of forging ears and eyes. I am just curious about the origin of your kung fu and what you are doing now. No matter how far you have practiced, the furthest distance you can hear is how many feet. If you don’t want to answer, you don’t have to answer.”

She explained to the child in a friendly manner, but seeing that the child's eyes were still tense when he looked at her, she had no choice but not to ask anything.

"It's a bit chaotic here. If you don't want to stay, I can send someone to take you back." Liu Wei could only say this in the end.

Ji Bing didn't speak, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he didn't know how to say it.

Since he was a child, he has been practicing martial arts with other children of the same age in the clan. His first kung fu was taught by his sixteenth uncle, who taught him the most basic kung fu skills of the Ji family. Like everyone else, he practiced martial arts in an orderly manner. He was learning, but as he was learning, he found that he couldn't learn.

In the first small competition, he fought against his cousin who was one year younger than him. He was defeated by his cousin in three moves. At that time, he thought it was because he had poor foundation and always went to the alchemy room on weekdays, so he didn't practice diligently.

After that time, he got up every morning before dawn to practice his moves, and the cold and heat continued. When the second small competition was held, he was facing off against another cousin. This time, he was defeated by the opponent in two moves.

It was at that time that Ji Bing discovered that he had no talent for martial arts. To be honest, it was a huge blow. Although he had never thought about how deep martial arts he should practice. After all, his interest from the beginning was refining medicine, making medicine, and making poisons. Judge poison.

But children of the same age all have good skills, but he is the only one who doesn't, so he will still be disappointed.

In the third year, Ji Bing gave up on continuing to practice martial arts with Uncle Sixteen. He was willing to spend more time reading and practicing calligraphy. He told Uncle Sixteen that he was not the material for martial arts, so he gave up.

Uncle Sixteen said that the clan did not need him to do anything, as long as his martial arts could protect him, it would be enough. If he could not protect himself, then he would not be able to leave Lingzhou for the rest of his life.

This is a clan rule and everyone must abide by it.

Ji Bing said that he knew about it and made plans to die in Lingzhou for the rest of his life.

It wasn't until he was six years old that his uncle suddenly came to him and asked him if he really wanted to stay in Lingzhou and never go out for the rest of his life?

Ji Bing said that he had no choice, he could not learn martial arts, and he could not protect himself.

The uncle said that he had found a rare skill. If he learned it, he could still protect himself. He asked him if he was willing to try again. He said that there was no child in the Ji family who would give up.

Ji Bing agreed impulsively. From then on, his life became home, alchemy room, uncle's house, three points and one line, constant cold and heat.

Two years later, his technique has achieved some success. Now three years later, he can hear any sound within one mile, as long as he wants to hear it.

At the same time, he could see clearly from a long distance what color the ants on the ground were, what they were doing, and how many there were in total.

He specializes in ears and eyes. Although he doesn't know how the skills of the five senses will help him protect himself. After all, if he really wants to fight, his eyes and ears won't help. Ability, and like a fish in water.

He can hear the sound of fire burning and see the condensation process of elixirs. He can adjust the fire intensity and elixir formulas most accurately. The medicines he makes, whether they are poisons or antidotes, are all of the highest quality. .

The uncle said that he now has the ability to protect himself, but Ji Bing said, I still can't beat my cousin and cousin. The uncle added, but you can hear their inner breath, see their moves and steps, and can use medicine. , making them incapacitated.

The uncle said that his advantage was unique.

Ji Bing actually didn't understand, but he was touched by his uncle's hard work for him. This time something was lost and the clan was in chaos. Uncle Sixteen was sent out to look for the lost items, so he took the initiative to follow him.