On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 255 The corpse is moving

It feels like Fu Jingtong is running any case.

It stands to reason that as a deputy or chief, he can just leave these things to the people below him.

Why bother doing it yourself?

Fu Jingtong can do this because he is a good official who is devoted to the people.

This is one of the reasons why Ye Zhiyu is willing to help.

Fu Jingtong scratched his head in embarrassment, "I am no longer a deputy. Today in the court, the emperor personally named me Minister of Dali Temple. From then on, I will officially be in charge of all the powers of Dali Temple."

Fu Jingtong smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid I'm even busier now."

Ye Zhiyu pursed his lips and smiled: "Congratulations to Master Fu. You have reached the third rank at such a young age. Your future is limitless!"

I'm afraid that Fu Jingtong is now the one that the ministers of the DPRK and China are competing to win over.

However, a person who does not have any prestige after being promoted, but who instead says that he will be busier in the future, will not get involved in those intrigues.

Is a good officer.

Ye Zhiyu said: "I hope Master Fu can be less busy and be more relaxed."

Ye Zhiyu's original intention was that if Fu Jingtong was more relaxed, wouldn't it mean that there would be fewer cases and the capital would have more protection.

But it seems that Fu Jingtong got it wrong.

His face suddenly turned red, from his face to his neck.

Ye Zhiyu hadn't noticed it yet, but Rong'er could see it clearly.

Rong'er felt a little funny when he saw this famous man in front of the emperor, a high-ranking official with a bright future, looking like a young man in love in front of Ye Zhiyu.

At the same time, he lamented that his master was too outstanding and popular.

A regent is not enough, a minister of Dali Temple is also needed.

I don’t know who the girl will choose in the end...

Rong'er was thinking about this all the way.

The palace is in the center of the city, so it's not far from anywhere.

After the carriage was stable, Rong'er got out of the car and helped Ye Zhiyu down.

I heard an old man crying in the distance.

"Xiao Jin, you want grandpa's white-haired man to give away his black-haired man - you are so cruel -"

Ye Zhiyu followed Fu Jingtong and arrived at the crime scene unimpeded.

It was a yard that had been abandoned for a long time. This could be seen from the dust and moss left in the yard that had not been swept for a long time.

There were many people outside the courtyard talking about something.

Some people say that this was done accidentally by the deceased himself and is nothing to see.It's a pity that Xiao Jin's grandfather, the grandfather and grandson depended on each other for life, and now the last relative is gone, which is really pitiful.

Some people say that this is obviously caused by evil things.Said that he saw with his own eyes that black gas was coming out of Xiao Jin's wounds.

Others say that the robbers took action because they saw that Xiao Jin was not dressed like a poor man.After all, the safe gold lock around Xiao Jin's neck was missing.

In short, there are all kinds of rumors, and there are even some rumors that are so outrageous that you will know they are false the moment you hear them.

These rumors are getting more and more intense and may scare people.

So when Fu Jingtong arrived at the scene, he immediately dispersed the onlookers to prevent rumors from causing panic in the capital.

But there was an old man who refused to leave no matter what. He just beat his chest and cried.

He must be the grandson of the deceased.

"Old Jin——" Rong'er was a little surprised when he saw the old man's appearance clearly, and subconsciously called out the old man's name.Ye Zhiyu asked: "Do you know him?"

Rong'er replied: "There is probably no one in the world who doesn't know this old man Jin. The candied fruits he makes are particularly delicious. You have to queue up for a long time every time, and you may not always be able to buy them."

"Many dignitaries are full of praise for Old Man Jin's preserves. The preserves you eat today were made by Old Man Jin."

Ye Zhiyu heard this and looked at the regretful old man, but he didn't expect that there was such a connection.

"Speaking of which, this old man Jin had a really hard life. He lost his father and mother when he was young, his wife when he was young, and his son when he was middle-aged. He finally opened a preserve store and saw his life getting better. He lost his last relative in old age... This blow is really not something that ordinary people can bear."

Hearing what happened to Old Man Jin, Ye Zhiyu felt pitiful and secretly determined to solve this case.

Old Man Jin's experience was indeed tragic, but speaking of it, Fu Jingtong had seen many people who suffered tragic experiences over the years.

At first he would cry or help.

Later, he understood that the best comfort for these people was to catch the real culprit and find out the truth.

However, Ye Zhiyu walked over and handed the old man a handkerchief, then walked into the yard and started exploring.

The deceased was a child of six or seven years old. He was beaten beyond recognition and was almost a puddle of flesh.The death scene was really miserable, no wonder Old Man Jin was so crazy.

The only high place in the yard that can be climbed is a big tree about ten steps away.

It looked like the child fell to his death from a tree.

But this tree, which is no more than a foot high, would it really be so damaged after falling from it?
At this time, Wu Zuo came over and saluted Fu Jingping, and then said that the child's corpse had been dead for at least half a month.

I've been dead for half a month and only found out now.It was exactly the same as the last corpse.

Just as Ye Zhiyu was about to approach, he was stopped by Wu Zuo.

"The smell is really offensive. Girl, you should wear a mask."

Ye Zhiyu smiled and declined.

She had smelled the smell of corpses a lot and was already used to it.

Wearing a mask is just for fear of missing some other information.

Wu Zuo looked at Fu Jingtong, who shook his head at him, indicating not to force anything, just do as Ye Zhiyu said.

Then Fu Jingtong followed up.

Ye Zhiyu circled around the corpse, then squatted down and picked up a string of bloody beads on the ground.

The people from Dali Temple next to him wanted to stop him, but Fu Jingtong raised his hand to stop him.

Ye Zhiyu wiped the bead clean, revealing its original appearance.

They are also black-smelling Buddhist beads!
Just looking at the material, it is exactly the same as the previous string.

As for the others, it is up to Xiao Qingrang to identify them.

Ye Zhiyu turned his head and looked at Fu Jingtong and asked, "Can I take this string of Buddhist beads with me? I can't hold it. I need to show it to the master."

Fu Jingtong asked instead, "So this murder was not committed by humans...right?"

"It's a person, but it's not a person." Ye Zhiyu's answer was ambiguous.

"What does this mean?" Fu Jingtong was confused.

"Black energy will not attack people at will, so using black energy to kill people is essentially a person." Ye Zhiyu paused, "But if he commits such a karma, he is not considered a person in a strict sense. .”

Thinking of the hoarse cries of old man Jin outside, wishing he could exchange his own life for his grandson's, Ye Zhiyu felt that the murderer behind the scenes was really hateful.

Taking away people's names at will for selfish purposes.

The child looked to be as tall as Xiao Jiu, and probably about the same age.

(End of this chapter)