"The prisoner was not killed by the jailer?!"
"Is that jailer still a fake?!"
Lively discussions broke out among the crowd. People who didn't know the truth in advance were extremely shocked, but no one would question what An said. After the people came to their senses, they began to speculate about who had committed the private execution, who the "jailer" was in the prison, and why he had to assume his identity.
In order for the truth being thrown out now to produce a good enough result, An deliberately waited for a while and let the people in the audience discuss it themselves.
As different opinions collide, the discussion becomes louder and louder. An, who was standing on the stage, closed her eyes and listened, and found that the contents of several discussions were very close to the truth.
Feeling that time was almost up, An was about to call on the people to quiet down, but someone spoke up first.
"Everyone, be quiet and let's listen to what Mr. An has to say!"
An Xun appeared to be a father holding a child, and An Xun remembered that he was also a member of the investigation team.
The voice of my father's first words was a little soft compared to the voices of everyone in the square, and only the people around him heard it. Later, he repeated it several times, and people around him began to help. Gradually, everyone became quiet.
An smiled and looked at the father: "Thank you Mr. Holmes for your help."
Holmes was a little surprised that his name was remembered. He then remembered that the person standing on the stage was the king who cared about the people more than anyone else and had created countless miracles, so he no longer felt strange.
With relief, Holmes found that his child was even happier than himself, with pride and longing for his father on his young face.
He felt his spine getting stronger.
"With a little effort. Mr. An, you have already investigated clearly." Holmes raised his shoulders a little so that his child could see the stage more clearly, and also so that the people on the stage could see his child more clearly. .
"That's exactly what I'm going to say next." An thanked the other party for his help, smiled and shook his hand at the child sitting on his shoulder, and continued, "Things are more complicated than we think."
An adjusted her expression to look more serious.
"In fact, even the fake jailer currently imprisoned by us is not an accomplice of the mastermind behind the scenes, but an innocent person who was deceived."
The crowd became restless.
"What?!"
"Doesn't that mean that we have been working in vain for so long?"
"Since the fake jailer is innocent, why didn't he tell the truth?"
"What did the people who participated in the previous investigation do for food?"
Some people complained softly, others roared at the top of their lungs and were covered by their companions, and more people controlled their emotions and waited quietly for the follow-up.
After taking in everyone's reactions, An continued: "I have learned his real name from his mouth, but I do not plan to disclose it, and I hope that everyone will not pursue it. He will bear the punishment he deserves after the incident. I will temporarily Call him 'fake jailer'."
"The fake jailer is a resident outside the imperial capital. He has no official position and no special occupation. He has a similar appearance and personality to Jailer Wright, but he has become the target of the mastermind behind the scenes."
"Unlike Wright, the fake jailer does not have many years of experience facing criminals, and is not good at judging the intentions of the people he faces. The mastermind behind the scenes knew that he could not control the jailer to do things for him, so he tricked the fake jailer with clever words, and then used despicable means to kidnap Wright. As a result, they changed their identities without knowing the truth.”
If a prisoner dies in a prison, the jailer guarding the prisoner must be responsible. Moreover, a dead prisoner is the fastest way to find out the attack case. Therefore, after the investigation was restarted, many investigators complained about the jailer.
Now that they heard that the enemy's plan was so cunning, they thought that they might not be able to do better, and their resentment towards the jailer began to dissipate.
"Although the fake jailer was deceived, he is by no means ignorant of good and evil, and it is impossible to help the mastermind behind the scenes. The enemy's purpose is not to let him act as a killer, but to use him as a breakthrough in the prison."
"The suspect in the attack case was imprisoned, and many people had many doubts about him. Most of the tricks used by the mastermind to deceive the fake jailer came from this. After the fake jailer entered the prison, he tried to find an opportunity to confront the suspect, which became the mastermind behind the attack. A point to take advantage of.”
At this point of An's words, many people in the audience who didn't understand why the fake jailer was deceived showed expressions of understanding and sympathized with Xiu En's experience.
"The opportunity he created to confront the suspect alone was taken advantage of by the other party. The other party arrived first and killed the suspect. The reason why the fake jailer claimed that he was the one who murdered the suspect was because the other party hinted in lies that if the suspect was killed, it would represent the real There is another criminal who needs to bear the responsibility so that the real culprit can be caught later."
Xiu En's image slowly took shape in the eyes of everyone in the audience:
This is a man who admires the king as much as they do, but due to lack of relevant experience, it is difficult to distinguish the truth. He is used by the mastermind behind the scenes and becomes the scapegoat of the other party.
Everyone sympathized with Xiu En, but in addition, they were a little scared.
If the person who looks like the jailer is you or someone close to you, then who will be used as a scapegoat...
Slowly, fear turned into anger.
"Cunning bastard!"
"He actually deceived innocent people to protect him!!"
“The crime deserves death!!!”
There were denunciations of those behind the scenes in the square.
An was originally going to lure out Wright, but after hearing the voices from the audience, he decided to hold off.
Xiu En's experience is indeed easy to cause emotional fluctuations.
For ordinary people, if they want to have accurate judgment, they must continue to learn and use experience to accumulate. When it comes to something they care about and long for, anyone may be deceived like Xiu En.
Moreover, facing such an enemy, even Wright, who has been dealing with prisoners all year round, found out the truth too late.
People need an outlet, and An understands it well, and he doesn't mind spending more time on it.
Offstage.
Holmes' child suddenly said loudly: "Well, Mr. An, what is happening to the real jailer Wright now? Could it be that he..."
His kind nature makes this child worried about what is happening to another person. His voice was obscured by the noise and was not noticeable even by his frightened and angry father.
An looked sharply at Holmes's child and forgot to speak for a moment.
He didn't hear the answer, thinking that the other person didn't hear clearly, so the child repeated his question again.
An's eyes softened. He resisted the urge to throw away the loudspeaker, walked down the platform, walked up to the child, and asked softly: "Child, what is your name?"
"I...my name is Hopei." The child did not expect to be asked his name by someone he admired. He was a little shy, but the worry in his heart made him ask again, "Mr. An, how is Mr. Wright doing now?"
"'Hopui', right?" An said the name and smiled happily, "Hopui, don't worry, Wright is fine."
The familiar dizziness came over her, and An could no longer suppress her laughter.
An raised the loudspeaker, and his voice was amplified and deafening: "Shut up, everyone!"
The audience immediately became silent, but no one had any negative emotions. On the contrary, they felt more intimate with the familiar heroic laughter.
People followed An's line of sight and looked at Holmes's children.
"Come on, kid, come up."
On the high platform, An extended his hand to Hopei.
Holmes realized something, suppressed the excitement in his heart, put the child on the ground, and patted his shoulder.
The crowd made way for Hopei to pass.
Under the encouraging eyes of his father, Hopei strengthened his expression, followed the road crowded by people, and walked up to the high platform step by step.
"Find him another one..." Erlan, who was hiding among the crowd, couldn't help but smile.
