Zhao Cuo's eyes narrowed.

The first reaction in my heart was that the Yin Bihua Fang case was a drama specifically designed to frame Mrs. Yan.

Yan'er signed an unequal treaty yesterday due to his hard and soft tactics, and has lost the qualification to lie to him, so it can only be that this Ziyi has evil intentions!

"Give me her confession."

Zhao Cuo frowned and stretched out his hand.

Yan Yang calmly handed the newly obtained confession into his hands.

The girl in purple also wrote a confession on several pieces of paper, the content of which was that she had cleaned herself up, and put all the blame on Madam Yan. She became the victim, guilty and not guilty.

"How to say?"

Deputy Director Su, who has rich experience in handling cases, was not moved by such a reversal.

"False accusation."

Zhao Cuo said without hesitation.

"How can I see it?"

Su Chengji frowned, a little dissatisfied with Zhao Cuo's arbitrary judgment. There must be evidence to say such a thing.

"Wujiu, you seemed to get along well with Mrs. Yan yesterday, but you can't get too involved with her before the case is settled. What will you do if you anger the Queen Mother?"

"What Uncle Chengji said is absolutely true."

Zhao Cuo did not refute.

"If you have any ideas, please tell me."

Su Chengji nodded. He was satisfied with Zhao Cuo's performance these days and had no objection to many of his arrangements.

"Please ask uncle for advice."

Zhao Cuo handed over the confession in his hand.

"In my opinion..."

Su Chengji lowered his head and looked carefully at what was written on the paper.

"Zi Yi's one-sided words are indeed untrustworthy, but since she said that she can reveal Madam Yan's other opium dens, it is better to investigate and deal with these places first. If it is true, we can get more evidence and the situation will be clearer."

"That's right..."

Zhao Cuo pondered for a moment, then looked at Yan Yang beside him, politely raised his hands and said:

"Can the chief please collect all the information on everyone in the three purple-clad clans?"

"When I was investigating her whereabouts yesterday, I already collected information about her clan relatives within the fifth server. I will send it to you first. The three clansmen will have to wait until noon."

After Yan Yang finished speaking, he turned around and left without asking why.

"Wujiu, did you discover anything?"

Su Chengji couldn't understand his operation either.

"There are some conjectures."

Zhao Cuo nodded.

"What do you want to find out by asking for information about all the people in Ziyi?"

Deputy Head Su asked in confusion.

The so-called three clans in Dayu refer to the father's clan, the mother's clan, and the wife's clan.

This basically includes people who are slightly related by blood.

"Of course we need to track down the mastermind behind this."

Zhao Cuo smiled and spread his hands.

"Uncle, please don't ask any questions now. I'm just guessing. I'll tell you when I'm sure."

"You kid are still trying to get along with me?"

Su Chengji shook his head in amusement.

"Aren't I worried that if I guess wrong, I'll make a mistake?"

Zhao Cuo said embarrassedly.

The two returned to the class room chatting and laughing.

Information about the clansmen within the five purple clothes was quickly sent over.

"It's a good thing that you have found out, but cases are often fleeting. If there is no progress on your side today, my uncle still suggests sending out men immediately to raid the other opium dens in the capital that Ziyi mentioned."

Su Chengji said seriously.

"must."

Zhao Cuo responded, and then immediately plunged into the massive files. Having already broken through to the innate realm, he could easily read fifty lines at a glance.

'There is definitely something wrong with that Prince Youjun!'

While flipping through the information, his thoughts were wandering. After seeing Zi Yi's confession, he was completely convinced that the case of drinking the Bihuayuan was staged by the mastermind behind the scenes to frame Mrs. Yan.

After coming to the conclusion that this was a conspiracy, he immediately thought of everything that happened that day at Yunbi Huafang. What puzzled him most at that time was the prince who suddenly jumped out to find trouble.

Brainless villains may exist, but Prince Youjun didn't behave like a fool at that time.

"When a normal person does something you can't understand...there must be something profitable in it!"

With this thought, Zhao Cuo devoted himself to checking the detailed information of more than 200 people. At noon, when he had browsed through most of these people and still had no results, Chief Yan Yang had another person send the information of more than 300 people.

material.

So he called Zhang Yintang and Wu Zhiyi without hesitation.

Although I feel more reassured that I am fully responsible, efficiency comes first at this time.

"Brother Zhang and Brother Wu, please work with me to find out any information related to Prince Youjun's mansion among these people, even if it means sending charcoal to his house."

Zhao Cuo looked at the two of them seriously and said. Judging from the stiff expressions on their faces as they stared at the files that were about to fill the classroom, he could deduce that he was being scolded as "a bitch."

"yes."

As members of the task force, they nodded immediately. Their level was not yet accessible to the latest progress of the case, so they sat down on the floor and started working without asking anything.

The sound of pages being turned intensively echoed in the room all afternoon.

It was not until Mao hour when I usually left office.

"Report, I have checked everything here and found no information about Prince Youjun."

Zhang Yintang was the first to raise his head from the pile of books and raised his hands.

"Me too."

Wu Zhiyi followed closely behind.

"You guys take a rest first. I have sent people to Cuiwei Pavilion to buy some food. We can have dinner later."

Zhao Cuo raised his head and said with a forced smile.

"The young master is very generous."

Zhang Yintang said with a smile.

Cuiwei Pavilion is a famous restaurant in Xiangjing.

However, few of the third-class executioners went there because of their poverty.

"that……"

Wu Zhiyi touched his chin and suddenly spoke.

"I'm talking to you, young master, this Ziyi clan is rooted in Yannan Prefecture. Anling City, the prefecture, is rich in the world-famous delicacy Golden Blue Crab. A Huting Chamber of Commerce has become bigger because of it. The hundred and fifty I just read

Four of the ten people in the information are related to this chamber of commerce."

"I also found two here."

Zhang Yintang said strangely.

"The Dapeng Chamber of Commerce has a great business. I don't know how many people in Anling City are seeking livelihood from them. The Qin family where Ziyi lives is not a big family, but it has a lot of people. It is not surprising that there are so many people connected with this big trading house."

"No."

Wu Zhiyi shook his head.

"The aquatic products of Anling City have always been a frequent guest on the tables of Xiang Jingxun and nobles, so the Huting Chamber of Commerce is particularly popular in the capital. Maybe they are connected with Prince Youjun?"

"this……"

Zhang Yintang still felt it was a bit far-fetched, so he turned to look at Zhao Cuo and found that he was hurriedly rummaging through piles of files looking for something.

"You two also bring the information about those people from the Huting Chamber of Commerce."

Wu Zhiyi, who had been well prepared, immediately took out the relevant text and stepped forward. Seeing that the two of them attached so much importance to it, Zhang Yintang quickly found the relevant personnel from the part of the files he was responsible for.

"Secretary Zhang Yintang, could you please make a trip? Now tell Deputy Chief Su to send someone to secretly investigate the person behind the Huting Chamber of Commerce."

Zhao Cuo lowered his head to check the information of these people and said, Zhang Yintang did not dare to delay, and quickly walked out of the hall with Mr. Zhao's identity plate.

The execution department's work efficiency was still very high. An hour later, a file with still wet ink was delivered to Zhao Cuo, and the result surprised him!
Chapter completed!