Ye Caitang said seriously: "Sir, do you know that in a relationship between a husband and wife, if the woman disappears or dies, there is nearly a half chance that the murderer will be the person closest to her."

"How did you get this half probability?"

"I have read a lot of cases, files, stories, storybooks, and folklore." Ye Caitang said nonsensically in a serious tone: "If you don't believe the conclusions we have drawn, you can also dig up all the cases over the years to ensure this ratio.

The deviation won’t be too big.”

Throughout the ages, people's hearts have been the same. Ye Caitang believed that he had seen more dead people and more cases than Xia Yue had eaten, so it was not easy to fool him.

Xia Yue was indeed a little unsure: "Your father also took you to see the Yamen's files?"

"That's not true." Ye Caitang quickly fished out his father: "But children love to listen to stories, and my father doesn't know how to tell stories about talented people and beautiful women, so he just told me stories about the cases he had seen and heard about.

"

It's not impossible, but this family is quite weird. Xia Yue's lips twitched: "Okay, then prepare yourself and come with me to interrogate Yuan Weimao later."

He nodded to Ye Caitang: "Change clothes."

Ye Caitang was ready to go to bed just now. After taking a shower, she wore a white home robe and her hair was loosely tied up. Although she really didn't think there was anything wrong, in this era, it was not appropriate to go out.

"Okay, okay." Ye Caitang responded repeatedly: "Sir, you go first, I will change my clothes and come back..."

With that said, Ye Caitang sent Xia Yue out and suddenly said: "Sir, wait a moment..."

"What's wrong?"

Ye Caitang looked at his poor door: "Sir, can you repair the door?"

Xia Yue looked down and fell into silence.

Just now I thought Ye Caitang was going to hang himself, so he was so anxious that he kicked the door open without much thought.

Now all I can see is the door bolt that was broken into two halves, hanging miserably on the door, swaying in the wind.

"..." Xia Yue also fell silent: "You change your clothes first, I will watch the door for you, and I will call someone to fix it for you later."

In fact, it's unlikely that anyone would come to her in the dark right now, but it's really inappropriate for a girl's room to be closed.

Fortunately, Ye Caitang didn't care about this and quickly went back to the room to change clothes and followed Xia Yue to see Yuan Weimao.

Yuan Weimao is in the small hall outside the morgue, and his tears have not yet been wiped away.

Seeing Xia Yue and Ye Caitang coming, Wang Tongtong stood up and said, "Sir, this man gave a clue that he knows who killed He Ningqiu."

Ye Caitang saw Yuan Weimao, a short and somewhat fat middle-aged man at a glance. He nodded repeatedly and said bitterly: "I know who the murderer is, it must be him."

"Who?" Xia Yue had doubts about Yuan Weimao's character, and his questioning attitude was rather harsh: "It's about human life, don't speak nonsense. This is the Six Gates, you must tell the truth."

"Yes, yes, I understand. I don't dare to talk nonsense." Yuan Weimao nodded and said: "I have a fellow countryman named Ding Lang. He used to come to my house often and we had a good relationship with me. But later I found out that he was a drunkard.

When I wasn't drinking, I always stared at my wife, which made me unhappy. One time, I got into a fight with him after drinking."

Xia Yue said: "How far did the trouble go?"

"Noisy, we had a row."

"Really?" Xia Yue's expression was a bit dangerous.

Yuan Weimao shrank his shoulders: "I remember wrongly, it seems that there was a fight, a fight. But it wasn't serious, and they were pulled away soon. Just, there was a bruise on his face and purple on his body.

Two pieces."

Xia Yue nodded: "Go on."

Yuan Weimao said: "Later, my wife asked me to reconcile with him several times and invite him to dinner. I got angry and even had a quarrel with my wife."

"Actually, it was my wife who encouraged us to move to the capital. She said that the capital is good, bustling and lively, and easier to make money... I thought it was right at first, but when I talked with my friends at a party yesterday, I realized that that guy was also

When he came to the capital, he must have something to do with my wife, otherwise, why would it be such a coincidence?"

Xia Yue and Ye Caitang frowned and looked at each other. If what Yuan Weimao said was true, it was indeed a coincidence.

Yuan Weimao slapped his thigh: "What's more coincidental, sir, our family also lost money. The fifty taels of silver we worked so hard to save are gone."

Fifty taels of silver, such a familiar number.

Ye Caitang suddenly felt her eyebrows pounding and her heart panicked. She felt that for a long time, the words "fifty taels of silver" might become a curse for her.

No matter who thinks about it, she gets a headache.

Xia Yue didn't pay special attention to Ye Caitang, but from the corner of his eye, he still saw her face change slightly, and the corners of her lips slightly raised.

Hitting the snake seven inches away is indeed a good way.

After coughing slightly and asking Ye Caitang to focus more, Xia Yue said, "When did you lose these fifty taels? What do you mean by coincidence?"

"Yesterday? Today, I'm not sure either."

Yuan Weimao thought for a while: "These fifty taels of silver were placed in a secret compartment under the bed in my bedroom. I kept it in a safe place when I left. When I came back today, I saw that it was gone. But it had not been touched at home. It must have been my wife's quilt."

I coaxed her and took the money away. Maybe Ding Lang was moved by the money and killed my wife for the sake of wealth and life."

Yuan Weimao just returned home tonight. When he entered the city, he saw the notice of finding the body. He returned home anxiously and found that his wife had indeed disappeared.

In such a panic situation, not only did he not rush to the government immediately, but he also tried to see if the money hidden at home was still there, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

But the more Yuan Weimao talked, the more excited he became. He wanted to come up and pull Xia Yue's sleeve: "Sir, it must be him. Catch him quickly, he must be the one who killed my wife."

"Sit tight and don't move your hands or feet." Xia Yue threw his arm in disgust, turned around and ordered: "Go find this Ding Lang."

Yuan Weimao had wiped away his tears and was still chattering: "Sir, Ding Lang has a tough mouth but soft bones. If he doesn't admit it, he will beat him. If he slaps him for fifty years, he will definitely say everything..."

"That boy is not only lustful but also has gambling debts, ah!"

Yuan Weimao slapped his thigh and stood up suddenly, startling Ye Caitang.

Everyone thought he had thought of some important clues and looked at him together.

Yuan Weimaojiao said anxiously: "What if he uses this money to gamble and loses it all? Then can I get the money back from the gambling house? That is my money..."

Fifty taels of silver is indeed not a small amount. Even if Yuan Weimao runs a small business and is not as short of money as Ye Caitang, it is still a very important sum of money. In normal times, everyone would sympathize with his experience and try their best to recover the losses for the victims.
Chapter completed!