"Haha! I don't know why Mr. Song called me here so late?"

From a distance, Bai Zhi heard Wu Miaoshui's voice coming from outside.

Bai Zhi and Wu Chenjing looked at each other, then stood up and walked towards the door.

"Master Wu, I'm really sorry! After I came back today, I have been thinking about it, and I have been thinking about what I saw in the death row today." Bai Zhi said to Wu Miaoshui with a serious face.

Wu Miaoshui's expression changed slightly, and then he chuckled and said, "Master Song is indeed a role model for our generation! I'm still thinking about this matter so late."

Bai Zhi didn't pay any attention to his flattery, but looked at him and asked: "So, Master Wu, can you find out the file of that person today?"

Wu Miaoshui's face showed a hint of embarrassment, and then he said to the scribe who was following him: "Didn't you hear what Mr. Song said? Find Cao Mo's files quickly."

The clerk's face suddenly felt helpless. Who would let him deal with such a boss?

He quickly walked forward and began to rummage among the many files on the desk.

Bai Zhi raised his hand and said to Wu Miaoshui: "Mr. Wu, please stop standing stupidly at the door. Come in and sit down! I happen to have something I want to talk to you about."

Although there was no change in Wu Miaoshui's face, his heart was like a huge wave, and he was even a little frightened.

He didn't know why Bai Zhi came to him. Could it be that he had overturned the things he had done before.

If it was because of this, then he was really wronged. He asked himself that he had a clear conscience in the cases he had judged, and he deserved the reputation of the great master of Qingtian.

After the two of them sat down, Bai Zhi turned his attention to the bloody suit Wu Miao was holding.

"I wonder what this piece of clothing Master Wu is holding is?" Bai Zhi asked pretending to be confused.

Wu Miaoshui looked at the blood-stained clothes in his hand, and then spread the blood-stained clothes flat on the table.

"Lord Song is unaware that this dress is exactly what Wang Si wore back then." Wu Miaoshui said with certainty.

Bai Zhi took away the bloody clothes, then looked at Wu Miaoshui and asked, "Master Wu, does he know why Cao Mo killed this Wang Si?"

Hearing this, Wu Miaoshui said indignantly: "Of course Cao Mo coveted the beauty of Wang Si's wife Yu Niang, and then he got interested and killed Wang Si."

Bai Zhi put the bloody clothes on the table again and said calmly: "Master Wu, what he said seems to be a bit absolute, right?"

Wu Miaoshui suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked at Bai Zhi and asked, "Is it possible that Lord Song has discovered something?"

Bai Zhi chuckled lightly, then stood up, walked around the room, and then said calmly: "Today I said something to blow him up, and you saw it too. Without thinking, his first reaction was that he didn't kill anyone.

."

Wu Miaoshui looked a little unnatural, and then smiled lightly and said: "Isn't the illness that Mr. Song said a bit far-fetched?"

"Is it far-fetched? What a person says in his first reaction is what is in his heart, and as far as I can see, he is just a scholar." Bai Zhi said lightly.

"Scholars also have their own little thoughts, don't they? Master Song." Wu Miaoshui looked straight at Bai Zhi's back.

At this time, Wu Chenjing stood aside and stared at him closely. Bai Zhi had just told her that she should always keep an eye on the changes in Wu Miaoshui's expression.

Although he didn't know what this move meant, since it was what Bai Zhi said, he just did it.

"I don't know if he has any small thoughts. I only know that this case is full of doubts and it doesn't seem that simple." Bai Zhi turned around and looked at Wu Miaoshui and said.

Wu Miaoshui's expression froze, and then he chuckled and said, "Sir Song, your sentence is coming soon. No matter what happens, you must hurry up."

"Yes! You have to hurry up!"

After saying that, Bai Zhi sat on the chair again, picked up the bloody clothes in his hand, and looked around.

Wu Miaoshui sat aside, picked up a cup of tea, and drank it.

"Found it! Found it!" the scribe over there suddenly shouted.

Several people also turned their attention to the scribe over there.

The scribe came over with a few pieces of paper in his hand, glanced at Wu Miaoshui who was sitting beside him, and then said to Bai Zhi who was sitting above him: "Master Song, this is Cao Mo's file.

"

Wu Chenjing stepped forward and took the file in his hand, and then handed it to Bai Zhi's hand.

After Bai Zhi looked at it, he asked Wu Miaoshui: "Master Wu, I wonder if there is an autopsy report on Wang Si from that day in this file."

"Of course there is." After Wu Miaoshui finished speaking, he waved his hand to the scribe, and then the scribe stepped forward to help Bai Zhi search for it.

After finding it, Bai Zhi began to look through it in a decent manner.

"The skin was broken and bleeding, was it injured by a sharp weapon?" Bai Zhi raised his head and looked at Wu Miaoshui and asked.

Wu Miaoshui nodded and said, "You don't need to ask me, sir. Everything I said is written there."

Bai Zhi just put the file on the table and didn't look at it again.

Wu Miaoshui looked at Bai Zhi with some confusion and asked, "Why don't you read it, sir?"

"Do I still need to watch?" Bai Zhi asked with a chuckle.

Wu Miaoshui didn't know what Bai Zhi meant by his words, so he raised his head and glanced at Wu Chenjing who was standing next to Bai Zhi.

"If this can be regarded as an autopsy report, then those old men in Dali Temple should have hit their heads against the wall and died." Bai Zhi looked at Wu Miaoshui with a sneer and said.

Wu Miaoshui, on the other hand, was full of doubts, and for some reason he got involved in Dali City.

"There are only eight words, skin is broken and bleeding, injured by a sharp object, but you don't measure the depth, length, injury, and where is the injured part? So, is it necessary to read this autopsy report?" Bai Zhi

He looked straight at Wu Miaoshui and asked.

Wu Chenjing also said at the side: "That's right! Every skin can bleed, but it doesn't even mention the injured part or what kind of sharp object it was. There is indeed something wrong with it."

A trace of panic suddenly appeared on Wu Miaoshui's expression. After sorting out his thoughts, he said: "After the body was fished out from the river that day, it was already in a state of decay, but I still went to the scene to check the body."

He coughed lightly and said, "I hope you can understand the difficulties I am facing."

At this time, Bai Zhi was speechless for Wu Miaoshui.

It has been a year since the crime occurred. Even if someone raises objections now, the body has already turned into bones, which means that there is no evidence of death.

Wu Miaoshui naturally knew this in his heart, so he felt that he had it just right.
Chapter completed!