However, to arrest the people from the Dongchang for sudden trial, relying on the two county magistrates, it would be like an egg hitting a stone. Helanbing's ability may be able to catch people, but it will be troublesome if he wipes his butt. If the person caught is put back, it will be let go back to the mountain. The two of them will definitely not escape the Dongchang's evil hands. If the person caught is killed, if this person is tortured by Wang Qiang, it will be barely a matter of refusal to tell. If not, then it would be inappropriate to kill him.

How to investigate the case? As a famous master of criminal justice, He Lanbing cannot know what to do next. But now she asks Situ Ce, obviously she has already seen the difficulties.

Situ Ce didn't want to kick the ball back, and it was himself who caused this. Now it was critical that he couldn't hide. Situ Ce thought for a while and said, "Our original idea was to stir up the Jinyiwei and the Dongchang to fight in the nest, and the dog bites the dog. So, let's follow this principle and let the Jinyiwei help us check the Dongchang, and we can reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

Helanbing nodded in praise: "Well, have you figured out what to do?"

"After thinking about it, let's go to the deceased Wang Yuanwai's house first, tell him the story of his son being killed by the Dongchang, and let him secretly go to the Jinyiwei, spend money to comb the money, and ask the Jinyiwei to help his son avenge. The Jinyiwei was worried that he would not be able to catch the Dongchang's handle, and they would make full use of this matter. The Jinyiwei should have a way to find out this matter. In this way, our goal will be achieved."

He Lanbing stared at Situ Ce for a while and smiled: "You are so aggrieved to be a master of Zheng. You should go to the Jinyiwei, and you may be able to play a greater role."

Situ Ce also smiled and said, "I don't plan for each other. I'll be comfortable as a master of justice."

Both of them laughed.

Helanbing said: "Since that's the case, let's go to Wang Yuanwai tonight and look for him with a mask. I'll prepare a set of Ye Xingyi for you. You can just come out tonight."

"Um!"

After nightfall, Situ Ce took the bag of the dead Wang Qiang's clothes and quietly left the back door. Helanbing flashed out from the corner, waved to him, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to a courtyard.

The two hid in a secluded place in the dark night. He Lanbing took out a package with her and spread it. It was a set of black night clothes, including a masked black scarf.

Situ Ce put on his night walk clothes, covered his face towel, and took a look. He looked down and became a night walker in the movie. It’s a pity that he didn’t know how to be high-end martial arts.

Helanbing looked around and saw no one around, flew out of his flying claws, hooked the wall, and asked Situ Ce to climb up first.

Situ Ceqi said: "You people in the martial arts world, you climb over the wall and enter the room. Didn't you just kick it? Why do you still need a rope?"

Helanbing gave him a blank look: "When you kick your feet, do you think we are gods? I have never seen such gods, have you seen them?"

"Hehe, no, I'm just thinking about it."

"Stop talking nonsense, climb up."

Situ Ce was not physically strong, and climbing this kind of soft rope required even more arm strength. He could not climb after only two crawls and fell down.

He Lanbing said angrily: "You, why are you so bad? Forget it, I'll just go up and pull you up."

He Lanbing easily grabbed the rope and went up to the high wall, and then asked Situ Ce below to tie the rope around her waist. She pulled him up with force, and then put him on the other side. She then went down the pivoting line to the high wall. She shook her hand and closed the pivoting line.

He Lanbing came to this house last time and was already familiar with it. He took him carefully to the backyard.

The green bamboos in the backyard are swaying, and the pines and cypresses are shrouded in a courtyard.

The circular arch in the courtyard was not closed. The two of them flashed in and saw a light appearing in the front room. They followed the clapper veranda beside them to the main room. He Lanbing looked in through the crack of the door, and Situ Ce wanted to see it, but there was only one in the crack of the window. He remembered the common scenes in costume movies, so he drooled with his fingers and poked the window paper.

However, this matter is easy to say but not so easy to do. It is somewhat particular. Wet the window paper first and then gently press the broken window paper so that there will be no sound. However, Situ Ce did this for the first time. He did not know that the paper that pasted windows in ancient times was very tough. If it was not completely wet, it would make a sound when it was pierced.

So, as he pressed his fingers, he even frightened himself.

"Who?" asked an old voice in the room.

"Who is outside?" asked another old man in the voice of a sad woman.

He Lanbing glared at Situ Ce, shook himself to the door, and whispered in a low voice: "We are your son's friends. I have something to tell the two elders, please don't panic."

After saying that, Helanbing gently pushed open the door, waved to Situ Ce, and stepped into the room. Situ Ce patted his forehead, secretly scolded him for being useless, and followed Helanbing into the room.

I saw the room decorated in a luxurious manner, and an elderly couple was sitting at the round table with an octagonal lamp on the table. The lights were not very bright, making the room dim.

The old man stood up, blocked the light with his hands, and carefully identified the two people who came in. After seeing clearly that they were wearing night clothes, he was frightened and took several steps backwards, even knocking the stool over.

The old woman was so scared that she hid behind the old man and asked tremblingly, "What are you going to do?"

Situ Ce bowed and said, "Don't panic, old man, we are not bad people, we are friends of your son Wang Qiang. I have an important thing to tell you. Because it is very secretive, I came to your mansion late at night to disturb you."

Hearing that the two of them were gentle, they claimed to be Wang Qiang's friend, and there was news about their son, the two elders were shocked and quickly helped up the stool and bowed, "Where is my son now? He..., is he okay?"

Situ Ce sighed and said, "To be honest, Wang Qiang was tortured to death by the East Factory half a month ago. His body was buried in a chaotic grave ten miles away from the east suburbs of the city. This is his clothes."

As he said that, Situ Ce placed the package in his hand on the table and spread it to reveal his robe covered with dark blood and soil.

Wang Yuanwai was trembling all over, and he came over to pick up his clothes, and went to the lamp to take a look. He shook his body and fell backwards. Situ Ce was prepared for a long time and stepped forward to support him. The old woman next to him also helped him to sit on the chair.

Wang Yuanwai's hand was still tightly holding the robes covered with blood and ragged, tears were pouring like a spring, and he choked and said, "Yes... it's Qiang'er's... he... he's dead..."

The old woman was also in tears, but she forced herself to take good care of her husband, wiping her tears while comforting him.

The king stood up with a shout and staggered out. The old woman was so panicked that she asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"Take people to dig back Qiang'er's body, and then go to the capital to sue the emperor! I don't want this old bone anymore, and I want to seek justice for Qiang'er!"
Chapter completed!