I was reborn after cheating on the aloof and powerful man.

Chapter 7 Murder Case

"Oh dear, oh dear, you've finished asking the questions, can you please let these two young heroes release me? My body really can't take it anymore!"

Ignoring Li Lanhan's pretense, Fei Xi gestured for her junior brothers to continue keeping an eye on him. She whispered a few words to Ji Zhongxuan, and after her junior brother left, she began to wander around the courtyard.

Her gaze, which had been wandering around, suddenly met that of Tie Yi, the young master of Thunderbolt Fortress. Seeing that he was frowning and hesitant to speak, she smiled innocently and said:

"Young Master Tie, don't imitate what you just did. We martial artists can't attack ordinary people. If it really comes to a last resort, you must bring a doctor with you just in case."

I don't believe you for a second!

Tie Yi couldn't help but twitch his lips. This was the first time the cheerful young man had encountered such a shameless woman. She kept saying that she couldn't harm ordinary people, and she spoke as if it were the truth, as if she wasn't the one who had just ordered others to attack ordinary people.

This woman could be so cruel to such an honest and pitiful man. Was it really necessary to be so ruthless just to ask him a question? If she hadn't been so timid, he would have definitely intervened.

"Could it be that you're a doctor?"

"Yes!"

A light, cheerful voice came from the west; it turned out that Fei Xi had somehow arrived at the well.

"Junior Brother Mo, come here and fetch me a bucket of water."

"Grandma, there's water in the water tank, no need to fill it!"

Li Lanhan, who was pinned down and unable to move, suddenly began to struggle violently, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of the iron-hard arms of the martial artist.

Mo Wensang obediently prepared to draw water, but as soon as he threw the bucket into the well, he sensed something was wrong:

"Senior Sister, there seems to be something in the well!"

"Pull it up."

In a short while, a swollen and unrecognizable corpse was pulled from the water. The young people in the courtyard were all shocked. They hadn't expected to encounter a murder scene. Several of them, seeing a decomposing corpse for the first time, couldn't help but turn their heads away and gag.

"Ah, isn't this that young lady?!"

Suppressing her nausea, Mu Qingfeng curiously leaned closer for a few more glances. Even without seeing the face, she recognized the corpse at a glance based on the clothing on its body.

"My poor Cuicui, why did you have to do something so foolish!"

Suddenly, Li Lanhan went berserk, breaking free from the arm that had relaxed in shock. He knelt not far from the corpse, wailing and screaming.

"Junior Brother Lu, Junior Brother Qiu, keep an eye on him!"

Fei Xi glanced at her silly junior brothers and saw that they had come to their senses and regained control of the person before she felt relieved and walked towards the corpse.

Upon seeing the body, she took out her belongings. After putting on a veil and white waterproof gloves, she walked up to the body and carefully examined its condition.

"Facial swelling, conjunctival ecchymosis, no mushroom-shaped blister..."

"what are you doing?"

Holding his nose, Tie Yi began to doubt whether the girl in front of him was actually a woman.

How could she remain so calm and touch such a disgusting corpse?

But the other person's serious demeanor stirred up a feeling he couldn't quite describe—a mixture of dislike and admiration.

"Autopsy!"

Without raising her head, Fei Xi touched the bruises on the back of the corpse's head and silently deduced the cause of death in her mind.

"Senior sister!"

While she was thinking, her junior brother Ji Zhongxuan returned and whispered something in her ear.

After listening to her junior brother's words, Fei Xi took out the paper and pen she always carried with her. With swift and skillful strokes, she completed a confession in one go.

With a stern face, she walked up to Li Lanhan, holding the paper, and said in a harsh tone:

"Li Lazybones, are you still not going to confess your crime?!"

"Grandma... I'm innocent! I didn't do anything! My Cui Cui, how could you die so tragically... You just left me like this, what am I going to do!"

Li Lanhan smeared snot and tears all over his face, making the young men and women present feel sorry for him.

Senior sister, did you misunderstand something? He looks so pitiful after losing his wife.

"Five days ago, you beat your wife in the street over some trivial matter. Unexpectedly, this was witnessed and stopped by my disciples. After my disciples left, you returned home and became even more brutal, cruelly abusing her. You dragged her into the yard, first kicking her violently, then raising your fists and raining blows on her stomach, chest, and head. Finally, you grabbed her head and mercilessly slammed it to the ground until she fainted and lay motionless. Only then did you leave her, satisfied, and go back to sleep."

When you wake up and find no one has cooked, you realize with horror that she is dead. Disturbed, you only want to hide the body. But your house is dilapidated, and nowhere is safe to hide it. After much deliberation, you finally decide to throw her body into the well. At this moment, a wicked thought arises in your mind: to extort money from the Qingcheng Sect and then flee.

The girl's words were like a demon, gradually stirring up Li Lanhan's memories and exposing all his plans.

"You...how did you know?! You saw it!"

"Your wife told me all of this."

The girl smiled slightly, then her expression turned cold.

"Now that you've admitted it, why don't you sign and put your fingerprint on it immediately!"

It seemed as if a vengeful spirit was haunting the girl, and Li Lanhan trembled with fear, obediently pressing his fingerprint on the confession.

After putting away the paper and pen, Fei Xi looked around at the crowd who were still in a daze, and her clear, cold voice rang out in the courtyard:

"Qingcheng Sect disciples, heed my command and escort the criminal Li Erniu to the yamen!"

"Wait a minute!"

The change happened so fast that Tie Yi still couldn't believe it as he walked up to Li Lanhan.

Why did you treat your wife like this?!

Li Lanhan wanted to argue, but the girl beside him had a look that seemed to see through everything, which sent chills down his spine. Could it be that his wife's ghost had really come to the other party to plead for justice?

"Cui Niang, don't look for me. I really didn't mean it. I only hit you a few times. Who knew you were so fragile!"

"You! You're not worthy of being a man!"

Seeing the other party's shameless behavior, Tie Yi understood everything. The thought of being completely fooled by such a despicable person filled him with rage. If the other party knew martial arts, he would have made him bleed profusely on the spot!

"Young Master Tie, if you have any further questions, please come with me to the yamen."

His lips moved, and the usually quick-witted young man looked embarrassed. But deep down, he was really curious. Judging from the other person's actions after entering the courtyard, did this person know from the beginning that Li Lanhan's wife was not missing, but murdered?

How did she figure it out? Was it really the vengeful spirit of Li Lanhan's wife who told her?

Those who practice martial arts, especially those from Thunderbolt Fortress who specialize in external skills, have a constant flow of internal energy and never feel the cold. But at this moment, Tie Yi felt a chill run down his spine; he didn't want to stay in this eerie place any longer. Nodding, he instructed the Thunderbolt Fortress men behind him to go and help, then stood silently to the side.

Stopping her junior sister from making sarcastic remarks, Fei Xi methodically arranged for those escorting people to escort people and those carrying corpses to carry corpses. Soon, everyone left the dilapidated courtyard and headed to the yamen.

The Nanxuan City government office is located on the street to the west and east.

In the backyard of the yamen, Jia Shidao, the prefect of Nanxuan City, was accompanying and carefully serving his distinguished guest.

Sitting to his left was a scholar wearing a scholar's cap; this man was none other than Dongfang Rui of Xuehai Academy.

Upon hearing the yamen runner's report that the Qingcheng Sect disciples had discovered the murder and apprehended the culprit, Jia Shidao quickly apologized to his distinguished guest and prepared to proceed to the main hall to hear the case.

Unexpectedly, the distinguished guest was quite interested in the murder case and wanted to go and see it.

He was preparing to arrange for his distinguished guest to listen in when a scholar overheard their conversation, stood up, bowed to him, and said:

"Lord Jia, to be honest, my teacher and I have a past relationship with Elder Yin of the Qingcheng Sect. The junior brothers and sisters from the Qingcheng Sect who came to defend the righteous path are all young and impetuous, and inexperienced. If they have done anything inappropriate, please forgive them."

These words struck a chord with Jia Shidao. He had no belief that a group of greenhorns could solve a case. These江湖人士 (jianghu figures) were capricious and arrogant, and had caused countless farces over the years. He knew that His Majesty wanted to use these jianghu figures to manage these lawless individuals.

But is it really necessary to give them such great power, allowing them to interfere in government affairs? That's utterly absurd!

Jia Shidao, well-versed in the ways of officialdom, felt a sense of disgust, but showed no sign of it on his face. Instead, he smiled and said:

"Not at all, as the saying goes, heroes emerge from among the young. If you are worried, my dear nephew, you may come with me."

"It would be impolite of me to refuse, student," Dongfang Rui replied respectfully with a smile.