The old lady's face darkened, and she blurted out immediately: "It's above the little finger, it's broken by about half an inch."
Qin Shubao nodded slightly, and said deeply: "Mother-in-law, I understand."
As soon as the words fell, Qin Shubao turned around and left.
Seeing the back of Qin Shubao turning away, the old woman gradually fell into grief.
After three days.
Above the yamen, the county magistrate has a dignified look on his face.
After clearing his throat a few times, he stared straight ahead in a daze.
The yamen servants under the hall stood straight on both sides with solemn faces.
And the people outside the hall flocked to it.
With an attitude of watching the show on his face, he was standing outside the hall in a daze.
Seeing that the time was about the same, the county magistrate gave a big slap in the face when he resigned.
"Take the prisoner Tang Shui."
As soon as the words fell, he was dressed in a dilapidated prison uniform.
The woman with shackles on her hands and feet was slowly brought to the front of the hall.
The county magistrate sat upright in the hall with a serious face.
After glancing at Qin Shubao beside him, he slapped the Jingtang in his hand.
Looking directly at the woman, he shouted loudly: "The prisoner Tang Shui deliberately killed Xiang Xiang for you."
"Do you have anything to say about the burning of the entire Xiangyun Building?"
After speaking for a while, the women in the hall didn't show any expressions.
Kneeling up straight, his eyes stared blankly into the distance.
Seeing the woman's expression, the county magistrate once again slapped the hall angrily.
Pointing at his woman angrily, he said loudly: "Tang Shui, don't think you don't talk."
"You can get away with killing the perfume, let me tell you."
"If you don't speak, it means you are acquiescing."
Seeing that Tang Shui still remained silent, the county magistrate became a little angry.
He waved his hand lightly to the Yacha who was on the side, after the Yacha understood.
Immediately and slowly stepped forward, while the woman was still dazed.
The yamen guard behind him slowly stepped forward and escorted the woman outside the hall.
The county magistrate glanced at Qin Shubao, who was smiling and nodded slightly.
After knowing it, the county magistrate turned to the Yacha in front.
Calmly beckoned, after the Yacha understood.
So he nodded, and then pulled the woman to the ground.
The county magistrate waved his hand and said loudly, "Thirty sticks."
As soon as the words fell, the officer on the side raised the wooden stick in his hand.
With no expression on his face, he mercilessly hit the woman over and over again.
But even though she was hit with such a strong stick, her face still remained expressionless.
It's just that his face turned pale, and a little bit of blood began to ooze from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, the old lady hiding in the crowd stepped forward impressively.
With a look of urgency, he pointed at Qin Shubao and said loudly: "Young Master Qin, didn't you say you would help the old man?"
"How could you treat my granddaughter like everyone else?"
Qin Shubao chuckled, and quietly gave the magistrate a wink.
After the county magistrate understood, he made a stop gesture to the officials who were fighting outside.
After the officer understood, he raised his hand to wipe his sweat and stood aside.
With indifferent faces, they are like spectators watching a good show.
Seeing this, Qin Shubao stepped forward slowly.
Glancing at the woman lying on the ground covered in blood, she pointed at her and said deeply: "Mother-in-law, how can you be sure that the murderer lying on the ground is your own granddaughter?"
Hearing this, the old woman slowly raised her eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Young Master Qin, what do you mean by that?"
"Tang Shui is the granddaughter I watched growing up. No one knows her better than me."
"Even if she turns into ashes, I will definitely recognize her."
"She, of course, understands everything clearly."
Qin Shubao stepped forward slowly and chuckled.
Looking at the old woman in a daze with a trace of doubt, she asked softly: "Is what the mother-in-law said true? Could it be."
"My mother-in-law never noticed it from the beginning, and never suspected it."
"Since that perfume died, has Tang Shui also become abnormal?"
grannyLooking at Qin Shubao in disbelief, he kept asking softly on his lips: "Young Master Qin, what do you mean by that?"
Seeing Qin Shubao sneering all the time, he didn't say a word.
After a pause, the old lady continued to say calmly: "As you said, since Tang Shui died of perfume."
"Compared with her previous temperament, she is a little more manic than before."
"But after going through such a big thing, whoever puts it on, it must be like this?"
Qin Shubao smiled softly, and said lightly: "This is indeed the case, but have you ever thought about it?"
"If she didn't kill Perfume, then why did she change her temperament so much?"
The old woman hesitated to speak, and the expression on her face gradually became restless.
As for the woman lying on the ground, her gaze also began to flicker.
Just when Qin Shubao was about to speak, the woman grabbed her voice and said, "I killed the perfume, so you don't need to look it up." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com