Fortunate Young Gentleman

The top of the wall was very clean. It seemed that the people in the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple had not expected that the murderer would climb over such a high wall.

Tang Ning had not expected that the more he investigated this case, the more unusual it would become.

Based on the clues currently available, this was more than 90% a deliberate murder. Various clues showed that Tang Jing's death was not so accidental.

He put the paper away, looked up at the wall, and said, "Go around and have a look."

As the saying goes, a horse will die if it runs to the mountain. There was only one wall, but it took Tang Ning, Xiao Jue and others at least two quarters of an hour to go around it.

Outside the wall was not another street, but a wasteland. No one should come here on weekdays. There were no footprints on the ground.

Tang Ning looked behind him, told the Dali Temple to wait there, and asked Xiao Jue and Lao Zheng to wait for a while. He walked carefully to the bottom of the wall by himself and squatted down to take a closer look.

The ground outside the wall was not soft, but there was still a row of footprints that were clearly visible. Combined with the handprints on the wall, the identity of this person was self-evident.

Those guys in the Ministry of Justice had never come here to see it from beginning to end. They had defined this case as a case of greed from the beginning. Fortunately, he was no longer in the Ministry of Justice and was not their superior, otherwise he would have been pissed off by them.

Xiao Jue stood in the distance and finally couldn't help it. He walked along the footprints that Tang Ning had walked and asked, "What's wrong? Did you see anything?"

Tang Ning pointed to the first pair of footprints and asked, "Did you see anything?"

Xiao Jue looked at the deep footprints, then looked up at the wall and said, "Obviously, this was left by the murderer when he jumped down from the wall."

Tang Ning asked, "What else?"

Xiao Jue was surprised and said, "What else?"

Tang Ning shook his head and said, "These footprints, each pair has one deep and one shallow."

"It seems to be true..." Xiao Jue After thinking for a while, he said, "I understand. This means that the murderer has one long leg and one short leg..."

Tang Ning looked at Xiao Jue. He had a high IQ and could often find the right direction for the problem, but he was always a little short of the truth...

Xiao Jue looked at him and asked, "Why, is my guess wrong?"

Tang Ning nodded and said, "It's about the same."

Although there are differences between a person's legs, they are not big. The difference between the high and low legs cannot cause such a significant difference in the depth of the footprints. This line of footprints can show that this person's legs are quite inconvenient and there is a high possibility of lameness.

At this point, the image of the person who killed Tang Jing was very clear in Tang Ning's eyes.

He may have been in the army for a long time, was good at using a knife, and was lame. The most important thing was that he had a deep hatred with the Tang family. This hatred prompted him to cut off the incense of the Tang family's direct line, causing the Minister of Rites Tang Huai to have no descendants.

The footprints extended to a far place and disappeared at the end. These were the only clues they could find.

Fortunately, this place is remote and no one usually passes by, otherwise it would not be easy to find these.

After Tang Ning copied the footprints, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Xiao Jue stood up, patted the dust on his robe, and said, "This is not far from Wu Lie Hou Mansion, let's go see Brother Han."

Tang Ning nodded and said, "Okay."

This is Tang Ning's third time to Wu Lie Hou Mansion. Each time he came, he saw a completely different scene.

The first time was to send Han Chong back to the mansion, the second time was to come here to pay condolences, and the third time he came, the door of Han Mansion was ajar. Tang Ning and Xiao Jue pushed the door open and entered. Not only did they not see a doorman, they didn't even see a servant.

After passing through a door, they finally saw a figure.

Wu Liehou was sweeping the courtyard with a broom in his hand. When he heard the sound at the door, he raised his head, smiled slightly, and said, "You are here."

Xiao Jue walked forward, looked around, and asked, "Brother Han, where are the servants at home?"

"I asked them to leave." Wu Liehou waved his hand and said, "I am the only one left at home, why do I need servants..."

Xiao Jue took the broom from him and said, "You can't leave none at all. You have to keep two to clean and cook, and your legs are inconvenient..."

Wu Liehou smiled and said, "Don't underestimate me, a cripple. A cripple can do a lot of things."

He looked at Tang Ning and Xiao Jue and asked, "Sit down for a while, I'll go get you some tea."

"No need." Xiao Jue said quickly, "We just passed by here and came in to take a look. Don't be busy."

"That won't work. Guests are coming, and there's not even a cup of hot tea. Yes, how can this be done? "Wu Liehou waved his hand, took out the teacup, poured two cups of tea for them, sat opposite them, looked at them and said: "You two are the most promising young people in the capital, but you should be more careful even if you are outstanding. The water in the capital is deeper, muddier and dirtier than you think..."

Wu Liehou seemed to be sighing, Xiao Jue smiled and said: "Don't worry, brother Han, we are also good at muddying the water..."

Wu Liehou suddenly looked at Tang Ning and asked: "I heard that His Majesty handed the case of the eldest son of the Tang family to you?"

Tang Ning nodded and said: "This case is not simple."

Wu Liehou asked: "Have you found anything?"

Tang Ning shook his head and said: "I found some clues, but they are of no use."

"We should investigate." Wu Liehou nodded and murmured: "It is the eldest son of the Tang family who died, not someone else, we should investigate..."

Although Wu Liehou has not yet recovered from the pain of losing his son, he looks much better than a few days ago.

Tang Ning and Xiao Jue sat in Han's house for a while, then stood up to say goodbye.

Wu Liehou saw them to the door, Xiao Jue turned around and waved, saying: "Brother Han, you can go back."

Wu Liehou nodded, turned around, and limped out.

Xiao Jue stood at the door of Han's house, muttering: "It's still the Tang family that has the background. When Han Chong died, there was no such a big commotion in the capital..."

"Don't sigh, let's go." Tang Ning looked at him, shook his head and said something, and was about to leave. Just as he took a step, he suddenly stopped.

He turned around, and when he turned around and looked at Wu Liehou's house again, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

Xiao Jue looked at him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Tang Ning shook his head and turned to the Dali Temple officials and said, "Go to the Dali Temple!"

Xiao Jue watched him leave quickly, shook his head inexplicably, and walked towards the direction of the Xiao Mansion. After walking a few steps, his steps slowed down, and finally stopped. He turned around slowly and looked at the Wu Lie Marquis Mansion with an incredible expression on his face.

...

When Emperor Chen handed Tang Jing's case to him, he also gave him great power. He could transfer all the files of the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple at will.

Tang Ning walked to the place where the files were stored, looked behind him, and said, "You go out first, I'll find it by myself."

The case files of the Dali Temple were sorted by time and filled up a whole room. Han Chong's case happened half a month ago, and Tang Ning easily found all the files of the case.

It took him a quarter of an hour to read through all the files.

Although the case was reasonable in every detail, it could be closed in a small place like the local county government, but this is the Dali Temple, and several key details should never be so lightly revealed.

He distanced himself from the information in his mind, and when he walked out of the Dali Temple, he saw a figure standing outside waiting for him.

He walked over and asked, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

Xiao Jue looked at him and said solemnly, "Have you thought of something too?"

Tang Ning looked at him and nodded slightly.

Xiao Jue asked, "Why?"

Tang Ning said, "Come with me to a place. If I guess correctly, the answer is there."

Xiao Jue asked, "Where?"

"Liujia Village, the home of the guard in the Han Mansion."