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"Bold Xu Xian, how dare you escape from prison privately and disregard the king's law."

An official in official robes led a dozen policemen and surrounded Chen Jun and Fahai.

He is slightly fat, has thick eyebrows and dark eyes, and exudes an aggressive aura. Behind him is a goateeed Taoist priest wearing a robe, holding a magic weapon aimed at Chen Jun.

"Xu Xian, you are also a scholar, I advise you to just surrender."

Chen Jun clasped his hands behind his back and stood tall. He didn't care about the officials' words and asked: "Master, what do you think I should do? Is it easy to arrest him?"

"Amitabha."

Fahai sighed and took the initiative to stand up for him, "Is this the magistrate of Qiantang County?"

"good."

The middle-aged county magistrate was not an ignorant person. He immediately saw the cassock Fa Hai was wearing. Even if it was faded, it could only be worn by monks of very high status.

"Who is this master?"

"Poor Monk Fahai."

"Are you Zen Master Fahai?" The middle-aged county magistrate couldn't believe it. "You are Zen Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple?"

"good."

"Currently, donor Xu Xian is taking me to investigate the case together. Under his investigation, I see new clues emerging, and there is another mystery to this case."

Fa Hai originally did not want Chen Jun to take action and came to the rescue for both parties: "If the county magistrate does not believe it, you can go to the room of the deceased Mu Yang to check. There are two footprints on the beam, which are most likely left by the murderer."

"impossible."

The middle-aged county magistrate denied: "Even if there are footprints on the beams of that room, the deceased Mu Yang committed suicide by hanging. How is it possible when there are two people to testify and testify?"

Chen Jun asked: "Does it mean it is true if it is tested?"

"Xu Xian, you have no right to speak." The middle-aged county magistrate refused to give up. "You have not been cleared of suspicion yet, and you must be detained in prison. Otherwise, you will be left with nothing to eat."

Fahai frowned secretly.

Even he could tell that the county magistrate had a vague feeling against Chen Jun.

"What do you think, great monk?"

"I would like to trouble the donor to make this trip, and I will accompany you to see the magistrate."

"It's okay if you have a great monk accompanying you."

Chen Jun knew that Fahai didn't want him to create evil, so he nodded in agreement.

"Cuff him."

The county magistrate waved his hand and gave the order, but was immediately stopped by Fahai. His voice was loud and loud, like the sound of gold and stone, which spread for miles and made the peach and plum blossoms in Bailu Academy tremble.

"The poor monk said that there is another mystery in this case. It is very likely that donor Xu is not the murderer. If the county magistrate has any doubts, I am willing to go to see the county magistrate with you."

The county magistrate had never seen such a Xuan Tong scene before. He and the surrounding policemen all had expressions of bewilderment. They looked at the kind-faced Fahai and took a deep breath.

"Okay, I'll ask Zen Master to go with me to see the magistrate." The middle-aged magistrate kept smiling in apology.

Then the group went to the Qiantang County Government Office. Fahai thought about the case and asked Chen Jun, "The murderer should be Cao Ang."

"He lives next door to the deceased, and he was the first person to notice Mu Yang's strange behavior and notify the government."

"According to the normal thinking, this is correct, but there is a lack of evidence, and I don't know the motive until I see Cao Ang. It is too early to draw a conclusion now."

"But if you want to clear my suspicion of committing the crime, it is very simple. Just conduct an autopsy on the deceased Mu Yang."

"Open the autopsy?" Fahai hesitated for a moment.

"What is the great monk worried about? Is the dead person the most important person?"

Fa Hai nodded: "Although the human body is a shell, people cannot be resurrected after death. Opening a post-mortem examination is difficult for relatives to accept emotionally and rationally."

"Well, great monk, have you ever thought about it?"

Chen Jun said flatly: "Every mistake in prison is mostly due to the difference in origin; errors in determination are all due to the shallowness of experience!"

As a lowly person, Wu Zuo has never been favored by those orthodox academic officials, let alone lowering their dignity to examine corpses, but this profession plays a decisive role in the case.

Every small miscarriage of justice or bribery will lead to unjust, false and wrongful convictions.

And behind every unjust, false, and wrongful conviction is a life.

I have tyrannical power, and I can go anywhere in this world with my attitude of playing with the world. No one can do anything to me, but it is different for those who have died.

Buddha said: Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

Great monk, let me give you a message.

[Prison matters should not be more important than the great reform, the great reform should not be more important than the original feelings, and the original feelings should not be more important than the examination. The power and public opinion that covers the life and death, the secrets of the twists and turns are in vain, so it is decided.]

Fahai closed his eyes and clasped his hands, and Chen Jun didn't know what he was thinking.

Outside the Qiantang County government office, the magistrate Xia Chengde received the news early and led a team of officials to meet him outside the government office. They were neatly dressed and solemnly dressed and treated with the highest standards of courtesy.

"The arrival of Zen Master Fahai is a welcome sight for students who feel like they are far away."

When Xia Chengde, the magistrate of the county, saw Fahai, he immediately ran over to him. He was over the middle of his life, but he had an excellent appearance and a pleasant demeanor, which made him feel like a spring breeze.

"You first entertain Mr. Xu well, then the Zen master and I will go into the inner hall."

"..."

"Sit here, sit here... It's a great blessing for me to have Zen Master come to Qiantang. I admire Zen Master very much. As soon as I took office, I took my wife to Jinshan Temple to burn incense. It's a pity that I couldn't meet Zen Master."

Fahai quietly listened to the greetings given by the magistrate Xia Chengde, and then told the story about what he and Chen Jun had discovered in the academy. Unexpectedly, the magistrate was a Tai Chi master and could move his push hands freely. Even Fahai could not hold on to the words and felt wasted.

time.

"Please provide a charter for what the magistrate plans to do." Fa Hai asked again, his voice a little louder, "I am willing to vouch for donor Xu. With his character, he is definitely not the person to commit such a murderous act."

"Zen Master is kind and virtuous, but don't be easily deceived.

There are many rumors about Xuan Tong and witchcraft in the academy and the countryside, and he has also been witnessed several times by academy disciples with demons kowtowing to him. If he had not committed suicide, how could he have committed such a murder?"

"That's good. Since a goblin asked him, if he wanted to kill you, wouldn't it be effortless?"

Fahai's voice softened, "Master Magistrate, have you ever thought that if he really killed someone in anger, he would be playing into the hands of the real murderer. If he didn't kill him, he would end up killing him."

"Students are taught."

The magistrate arched his hands and said: "Xia will definitely handle the case in accordance with the court's laws. He will not let good and innocent people suffer injustice, nor will he tolerate a bad person..."

Fa Hai sighed in his heart and stood up from his seat: "I'll allow this poor monk to take a step first."

"Zen Master, wait a moment."

Fahai thought in his heart that there would be a turning point, and stopped, but saw the magistrate clapped his hands, and two people carried a box of gold and put it on the table.

"What does this mean?" Fahai's voice was neither sad nor happy.

"Students have always admired Zen masters and know that Zen masters are not interested in fame and fortune. However, Jinshan Temple has gone through ups and downs, and there are always areas that need to be repaired. I am careful and have a few words, and I hope Zen master will accept it.

Finally, I hope that the Zen Master will not trust others easily and leave the case to the government for handling. The student will definitely give the Zen Master an explanation after the case is concluded."

"Just keep the money to build people's livelihood projects, Jinshan Temple is still there."

Fahai shook his head gently: "The benefactor Xu just sent me a message, and now I will send it to the magistrate to express my thoughts to the poor monk:

Prison matters should not be more important than the great reform, the great reform should not be more important than the original feelings, and the original feelings should not be more important than the examination. The power and public opinion that covers the life and death, and the mechanism of twists and turns are in vain, so it is decided."

The magistrate's face looked uncertain.

Fahai left the county government office and walked into the empty hall. He saw a group of police officers on the ground, holding their stomachs in pain and wailing and screaming. There were also scattered police knives on the ground.

"Thank you so much for your mercy." Fa Hai seemed to understand.

"Did the great monk vouch for my success in front of the magistrate?"

"No--"

Fahai said: "But the poor monk is willing to use his reputation to guarantee that the donor can open the autopsy hall smoothly."