"Did everyone see it? This piece of cloth is evidence of the second young master's crime."
After Chun'an said this, he seemed to be afraid that people wouldn't understand. Then he immediately explained to the others, "Don't look at this piece of cloth as simple. This thing is far different from other cloths. If you Burn it with fire, and the cloth will reveal the appearance of clouds inside, which is why the cloth is named Yunjin!"
During the explanation, Chun'an only took the cloth from Zhu Yuewu's hand, and then he burned the cloth from a distance with a fire stick. After a moment, the cloth only vaguely showed a burst of brilliant flowing clouds. .
When people saw this fabric, they were just amazed.
And the particularity of this fabric can indeed become some kind of specific evidence.
But Chun'an was obviously not satisfied with this at the moment, so he continued: "This is a large product produced by the cloth shop in Zhuangzi next door that specializes in Yun brocade. This kind of product is usually exclusively used by the royal family. That is to say, this cloth shop is here. They want to do business stably, so they will bring some over every year to honor our master."
"But the output of this thing is not much, so they can't use it as a tribute, usually only twenty or thirty pieces a year. There are records on how the cloth is distributed! Last year, this piece of black satin material Along with a piece of azure and moon-white cloud brocade, they were specially given to the second young master, so this kind of fabric can only be available in the hands of the second young master."
After the words fell, Chun'an then glanced at Zhu Yuewu, "As far as I know, the killer recently taken in by the second young master is wearing the same black brocade fabric."
"If you don't believe it, you can just ask the second young master's killer to show up. The black brocade material the killer is wearing must have a hole missing, and this hole can definitely be spliced with this piece of fabric. Come up."
"A dying person can only hold on to the things left on the murderer's body. It is impossible for a person to hold on to this piece of cloth after death, so this piece of cloth can only be grabbed when he was resisting."
After saying this, Chun'an kept looking at Zhu Yuewu quietly, as if he was waiting for Zhu Yuewu to give him a response.
However, Zhu Yuewu just remained silent.
His silence was just silence in Chun'an's eyes. Chun'an said proudly, "Second Young Master, why don't you speak? You don't dare to let your people come over. Is it possible that you have a guilty conscience?"
Hearing that Chun'an used the provoking method again, and the pride in his eyes was very strong, Zhu Yuewu smiled uncharacteristically.
He was no longer excited, and he no longer defended himself too much.
"What's wrong with me? Don't you just want to see She Gaoshan? I'll just ask him to come out and show himself."
After saying this, Zhu Yuewu suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Gao Shan, come out."
As Zhu Yuewu finished speaking, a young man in black quickly appeared in front of Zhu Yuewu.
"Second Young Master, what do you want from me?" The young man in black asked Zhu Yuewu very sincerely.
Zhu Yuewu didn't show off. He said directly, "I made you a black coat made of brocade before. Everyone suspects you are the murderer. Take it out and show it to everyone."
After hearing Zhu Yuewu's words, the young man in black hardly resisted, and he simply said yes.
Then he went down.
Looking at the young man in black, everyone was just stunned on the spot. Among them, Zhu Zanxun and his subordinate Chun An were the most confused. They just didn't know what Zhu Yuewu was planning to do. .
Now that the fabrics are all right, why can they be so calm? Could it be that although the fabrics are right, they actually don't care about the rightness at all?
Because they had another piece of clothing that was exactly the same, but they quickly rejected this idea. You must know that Yun brocade is precious, and there can only be one Yun brocade of the same color, and one Yun brocade can make at most one adult's clothing. and a child's clothing.
It is absolutely impossible for that person to wear children's clothes.
So there's no way they're here
Yun Jinshang is a manipulator.
But when everyone was suspicious, the black-clothed killer finally came in front of everyone holding the black brocade dress. Everyone's eyes barely blinked when they saw the long coat.
And Chun'an was always ready to set the clothes on fire. After all, no one knew whether they would use an ordinary black cloth coat instead of the Yun brocade.
Fortunately, Yun brocade's craftsmanship is very unique, and ordinary cloth cannot imitate the colorful patterns of Yun brocade, so Chun'an is not worried about them cheating.
And almost before Chun'an could get close to the brocade long coat, the black-clothed killer suddenly shook the long coat hard, and then people could clearly see everything on the long coat.
Suddenly, a servant in the back suddenly exclaimed, "There is a hole in the back of this dress."
Hearing the servant's exclamation, everyone focused their attention on a certain part of the clothes.
Soon Chun'an walked over and immediately put the fabric to the gap in the clothes for comparison.
Based on this comparison, the gap in the clothes actually corresponded to the fabric.
After getting this result, Chun'an could hardly control his inner joy.
He immediately raised his head and said to Zhu Zanxun, "Young Master, this gap matches the fabric of the clothes in my hand. This is the piece of clothing that Mrs. Zhao grabbed before she died."
After reaching such a conclusion, Zhu Zanxun felt somewhat happy in his heart.
However, he still pretended to look at Zhu Yue Martial Arts calmly, "Second brother, what else do you have to say now?"
Facing Zhu Zanxun's question, Zhu Yuewu's face was very calm. This calm was like the calm before the storm.
"I have nothing to say. These clothes are indeed from mountain clothes, and I killed Mrs. Zhao." He almost stopped defending himself.
There was an instant public outcry in the field.
Seeing him admitting it so happily, Zhu Zanxi immediately said, "Why are you doing this?"
Hearing Zhu Zanxun's words, a sarcastic smile appeared on Zhu Yuewu's face, "Don't you know? Didn't he tell you everything? What else are you asking ***? I was just planning to kill Manager Zhuang. You hear me, I’m not allowed to kill people and silence them?”
He said it lightly, as if killing someone right now was not a big deal.
However, everyone else in the audience was shocked by his calm behavior.
"Since you said so, do you admit it?" Zhu Zanxun just continued to ask more questions.
Facing Zhu Zanxun's questioning, Zhu Zanxun hardly needed to explain what he said. He nodded and said, "I admit it. I killed Yu Yuanwai, I killed Mrs. Zhao, and I killed the four major banks." They joined forces to steal wealth."
He blew himself up like crazy. When there was still room for control, he almost cut off all his escape routes. Hearing his crazy self-destruction, Zhu Yuewu felt chilled and couldn't help but continue to ask in a low voice, "Did you steal it?" How much wealth?"
Upon hearing Zhu Zanxun's question, Zhu Yuewu just whispered, "Actually, I don't know the exact amount, but I think it's about three to four million."
Hearing Zhu Yuewu's words, everyone in the audience took a deep breath.
This kid is simply crazy. He stole so much wealth by himself.
What on earth does he want to do? At the moment, almost no one dared to think carefully about Zhu Yuewu's behavior.
"Why are you doing this? Do you know how angry your father will be when he comes back and sees you like this? Do you know? These things will actually be yours sooner or later, so why do you use such methods?"
Even though he already knew what Zhu Yuewu did, Zhu Zanxun obviously still couldn't figure out why Zhu Yuewu did such a self-defeating thing.
However, when Zhu Yuewu heard Zhu Zanxun say that these things would be his sooner or later, he couldn't help but laugh.
"What will be mine sooner or later? There is absolutely nothing here that belongs to me."
Speaking of this, Zhu Yuewu could not help but whisper:
"Brother, don't be stupid. Do you think I don't know? My father may have thought about letting me inherit the family business at the beginning, but now he must have regretted it. Isn't he slowly passing the property to you? Will you send it here?"
"You guys are so calculating. One of you is a good person and the other is a bad person. The good points are all yours, and the bad points are all mine. I have made many mistakes. I have survived the most difficult years, and it is the most difficult to deal with them. I also cleaned up those people. But you want me to get out, why should I get out!"
"I am also my father's son. Why should I become the sacrificed character? I have done so much. I have done so much before, but no matter how much I do, my father has never praised me. , No matter how much I do, it’s just to move your position. The more I do, the more I make mistakes. Now I have just done a few rude things, and all my achievements will be wiped out. I will not accept it! So you can dream! It’s impossible for me to move your position!”
Hearing Zhu Yuewu's crazy remarks from the bottom of his heart, Zhu Zanxun felt sad and angry. Although he didn't like Zhu Yuewu, he was still a brother after all, so he couldn't help but want to say a few more words to this possessed brother.
"You have indeed misunderstood father. Father has always supported you. He doesn't care about the rest of us at all. He really wants to leave this inheritance to you."
"And what you think is that he is strict with you is actually just because he has expectations for you. It is precisely because he regards you as the head of the family that he is so strict with you. As for the mistakes you mentioned, I can tell you this, these things are related to the life and death of our Zhu family, so there is no way he is not anxious! Let alone you, even if it is us, if this thing is not done well, he will still punish us. "
Hearing Zhu Zanxun's words, Zhu Yuewu was a little confused for a moment.
