"Li Hongcheng is dead."

"Dead? When?"

"Just last night."

Fan Ruoruo opened her mouth wide: "Is it...?"

"Remember, you don't know anything, let alone mention to anyone that you resist this marriage, do you understand?"

"Well, brother, don't worry, I understand."

Fan Xian patted Fan Ruoruo's shoulder silently and turned around to head to the inspection institute.

With such a big case, there was a lot of turmoil within the forensic institute. Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they learned that the dean had left this hot potato to Fan Xian.

Although Fan Xian didn't know what method Qin Hao used, he was very convinced that the mastermind behind Li Hongcheng's murder must be Qin Hao.

"There seems to be nothing wrong with this file." Fan Xian tentatively said to Chen Pingping after receiving the file transferred from Jingzhao Mansion.

Chen Pingping shook her head gently: "Don't you think this is all too logical?"

"Dean, what do you mean, is there someone behind this who instigated this poor scholar to kill someone?"

"Have you ever seen a scholar?" Chen Pingping did not answer, but asked.

Fan Xian frowned: "I haven't seen much."

"The scholars seem to be full of passion and point out the country. If they are actually asked to kill a chicken, they may not dare. Even if they are trapped by love, they should kill people with passion. It is impossible to do it so seamlessly. The less problems can be seen on the surface, the more...

It means there is something behind it."

After listening to Chen Pingping's analysis, Fan Xian felt like his head was going to explode.

For him, this case is now like an open-book exam. He knows the answers in advance, but the key is that he can't write out the correct answers.

"Where is that poor scholar?"

"Locked in the dungeon of the Inspection Institute."

Fan Xian walked straight to the dungeon of the Inspection Institute. There was no obstruction along the way. It was obvious that Chen Pingping had given instructions before.

Soon, Fan Xian saw the poor scholar deep in the dungeon. He had been beaten all over and bruised, and there was barely a piece of good flesh on his body. He was huddled in the corner of the dungeon, trembling uncontrollably.

"Xia Keming."

When he heard someone calling his name, Xia Keming raised his head with difficulty. At first, his expression was extremely numb. After seeing Fan Xian's face clearly, he immediately sat up excitedly. This also caused his wound to hurt, which caused him a lot of pain.

grimace in pain.

"Master Xiao Fan, am I not dreaming? Is it really you?"

Fan Xian asked curiously: "Do you know me?"

"Of course, Mr. Xiao Fan, I have carefully studied each of your poems. They are really amazing."

When talking about poetry, Xia Keming's eyes sparkled.

After a few simple greetings, Fan Xian returned to the topic: "Did you really kill Li Hongcheng?"

"It is indeed the work of a villain."

"Why kill him?"

"For Lian'er."

Fan Xian took a deep breath: "Do you know who he is?"

"Prince Jing's son, a relative of the emperor and the country." Xia Keming clenched his fists unconsciously.

Fan Xian asked again: "Do you know that killing the royal family is a serious crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan."

"My parents died of illness when I was ten years old. I am alone and have nothing to worry about. It is just one death, so why should I be afraid?" Xia Keming said with a bitter smile.

"What about Lian'er? Aren't you worried about the government's anger on her?"

"Living in the world, unable to control herself, wouldn't death be a relief for her?"

"Since you love her so much, why don't you redeem her life?"

Hearing this, Xia Keming walked up to Fan Xian excitedly, shook the cell door, and shouted: "Why didn't I ever think of ransoming her life? I had already raised a sum of money, plus Lian'er's income over the years.

The savings are enough to redeem her life, but Cui’s mother said that Lian’er is the one Prince Jing likes, so she dare not let her go.”

"Just because I am poor, they can not abide by the engagement. Just because I have no money, they can sell Lian'er into a brothel. Just because Li Hongcheng is a relative of the emperor, they can make Lian'er commit to him with just one sentence. Xiao

Master Fan, do you think this is fair?"

Fan Xian murmured to himself: Fair.

"I just want to take Lian'er away from this ghost place and live our own life for a few days. Why can't it be done for us?"

After Xia Keming finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Fan Xian suddenly realized something and quickly opened the cell door and reached out to hold the other person's wrist.

"Are you poisoned?"

Xia Keming grabbed Fan Xian's collar with both hands: "Master Xiao Fan, I want to ask you one thing. If possible, let Lian'er survive. She has never participated in this matter from beginning to end...

..”

"What kind of poison have you got, and who gave it to you?"

"It's useless. This poison will definitely kill you within three days. Mr. Xiao Fan, I'm sorry I can't tell you who it is. At least he gave me a hope of taking Lian'er away."

After saying that, Xia Keming spit out a mouthful of old blood again, and the light in his eyes gradually became fainter until it disappeared.

"Sir, is he dead? This clue is gone. What should we do now?"

"No, the clues are not broken. This is a poison specially prepared by the Northern Qi spy."
Chapter completed!