After searching a few more times, Ye Wuyou still found nothing. Indeed, there was no file from that year.
The files of the Luojing Town Evil Division are all case files. As for that case, it was just recorded in a hasty manner that it was a suicide case. There was no reason or motive, it was just suicide. The county, government, and state levels all identified it this way, although there is something fishy about it. , but the evidence is conclusive and the reasons are sufficient
Among them, Ye Wuyou remembered Zhou Mu's verdict clearly.
The widowed mother had only one son, unable to plow the fields, the family was extremely poor, and the youngest son was too young to support him, so he committed suicide because of despair.
Ye Wuyou has handled similar cases, but all the similar cases he has handled have one characteristic, that is, the elder who committed suicide was either disabled or seriously ill and did not want to drag the child down. But this case is very strange.
Ye Wuyou felt that no matter how desperate all the mothers in the world were, they would not leave their four-year-old son to die, not to mention that Zhang Xiaojie's complaint also mentioned some clues.
According to the complaint, the gangsters took away the jade bracelet from his mother’s bare hand.
This word "prime" is not simple nowadays. "Pu hands" means white hands without calluses.
As for white hands, ordinary people have no chance to have this skin color. Only rich ladies or family members of dignitaries can have it.
Therefore, this mother who committed suicide may have some origins, and these cleaned files and the records of the third-level chief officers speaking in unison also show that the person who committed this matter has a lot of origins.
Ye Wuyou's eyes flickered, "You have a big background, right? The bigger the background, the more excited I am... You'd better be so big that I don't dare to look at it..."
The library was full of documents, but I couldn't find what Ye Wuyou was looking for. There was no record of that village.
Ye Wuyou frowned a little, these people did a great job...have no clues at all? There is no way to know the ancestral home of Zhang Xiaozhao, as if it does not exist
"It's difficult to handle." Ye Wuyou paced and thought about it.
There was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Hong Chengzu said enthusiastically, "Ye Tingfeng, are you done with your work? Why don't you come and have a meal first? How about trying the craftsmanship of my small county compared to Luo Jing?"
Ye Wuyou came back to his senses and said loudly, "Then it would be disrespectful for me to refuse."
The two of them sat down, Ye Wuyou was still thinking about how to inquire about this matter, and ate the food absentmindedly. I am afraid that this county magistrate cannot be counted on. A magistrate who is well versed in self-preservation will not reveal a word even if he knows.
Seeing that he was absent-minded, Hong Chengzu didn't say anything and just ate in silence. After all, the two of them were not familiar with each other, so they were just being polite. One hoped to cooperate with him, and the other hoped not to cause trouble for him.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Ye Wuyou's mind
"complaint?!"
This kid has been in Jubeicheng for 20 years, so it is possible that he can read, but if he can write a complaint, Ye Wuyou will not believe it, so the only clue is who wrote this complaint! It's a joke that a four-year-old child can write a complaint clearly and logically.
So the person who wrote the complaint must have witnessed this with his own eyes! Some even escaped the subsequent liquidation!
OK OK! Ye Wuyou came back to his senses after he had a clue. The food that was originally tasteless now became delicious.
After having enough wine and food, Ye Wuyou asked again
"Sir Hong, I have looked through the records and found no useful clues. I also want to see the population changes in Minghe County in the past 30 years. I wonder if Mr. Hong has such records?"
Hong Chengzu thought for a while, "30 years of population changes? This matter is a bit difficult, because I only have county records. Ye Tingfeng can check them at will, but the villages under his jurisdiction are all recorded in family trees or ancestral halls. This book There is nothing the official can do”
Ye Wuyou nodded, "As long as you are from the county seat, I have Lord Laohong."
"Hey, it's a small matter." Hong Chengzu waved his hand nonchalantly, "Wait a moment, I'll order someone to get it."
Ye Wuyou nodded. He just wanted to see the population changes in the county, because if that person wanted to hide, he could only survive by hiding in the county. Those ruthless people who wanted to liquidate could massacre villages, but they would never dare to massacre a city, even a small county. , coupled with the darkness under the lamp, that person just escaped disaster.
Who would have thought that people who ran away from a small village would settle in the county town.
After a while, a group of petty officials came in holding a large stack of scrolls.
Ye Wuyou buried his head in the scroll, and Hong Chengzu took the people away knowingly.
After people left, Ye Wuyou began to classify them. He could write complaints and must be literate. Whether he had any fame or not was another matter. But not long after searching, the scholar from 20 years ago was found.
Ye Wuyou's face changed a little when he looked at the names of the four people in front of him. The four most likely people...three are deceased...only this one is left...don't let me down...
In Changkangfang, Ye Wuyou stood in front of a somewhat dilapidated courtyard.
There were a lot of people in the small courtyard. Looking at the red and colorful hangings around, they must be getting married.
Ye Wuyou thought for a while, then found a red rope and carried a bunch of copper coins inside.
Although the small courtyard is small, it is also full of guests. A shy newlywed couple is in the middle and is being teased by everyone, while an octogenarian old man is sitting at the front seat happily, drinking with all the guests. It is very enjoyable.
Looking at the old man, Ye Wuyou secretly prayed, "Don't let me down."
"You don't have to be disappointed," Bi Yan said lightly in his mind, "It's him."
"There is a wisp of black energy between his eyebrows. This should be a sign of great power. He is using the mark left by Luo Jing's dead family to trace their origins. If an ordinary citizen can have this mark, isn't that a joke?"
Ye Wuyou nodded secretly, "That's really a coincidence."
"What a coincidence, I plan to massacre my whole family on my wedding day." Bi An sneered, "It's unimaginable that such a vicious person is in a high position."
Ye Wuyou chuckled, "So if I don't kill him, I really don't have a clear idea."
"It's Supervisor Tiansi again, right?"
"I want to see how long your hand can be stretched out. I will cut it as long as it is."
The newlyweds on one side have already walked up to Ye Wuyou with wine glasses. Although they don't know who this handsome young man is, they are guests, not to mention the etiquette, so the two of them don't dare to neglect him.
The three of them filled their glasses with wine, drank it all in one gulp, smiled at each other, and then went about their business.
Ye Wuyou sat down and observed the situation around him.
With Bi'an's reminder, Ye Wuyou knew what was going on. At this moment, he secretly opened his bright eyes and scanned the surroundings like a tiger's eyes, but found no clues at all.
"Hey, aren't these people going to step in?"
"It's just an ordinary family." Bi An sneered, "I must think it's easy to catch, so naturally I won't take it seriously."
"You're quite proud of what you do," Ye Wuyou said to himself, "It's exactly the same as how Jian Tiansi works."
"You'd better have nothing to do with Jian Tiansi... Otherwise, I will let you lose your skin even if you don't die."
As time passed, the guests and hosts dispersed, and Ye Wuyou also disappeared into the crowd.
Waiting for night to fall...
