Chapter 469: Xiao Huai’an Extra: Method to Find the Real Culprit (Part 6)

Lord Yao was taken aback.

To verify something? Verify what? Could it be that the young man discovered new evidence?

He unconsciously darkened his expression and said, "Immediately explain all the details of this case from start to finish to me."

He had only arrived here after Wen Pengfei died.

Since then, he considered himself not to have missed any clues.

The matter the young man was going to verify must have happened before they discovered Wen Pengfei’s body.

Just as the Government Official finished speaking to Lord Yao, Xiao Huai’an returned leisurely with Xianyun. Lord Yao raised his head, glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Was Young Master Xiao going to investigate the stalls the suspect damaged along the way?"

Xiao Huai’an was taken aback, then couldn’t help but laugh, "Mom often praises Lord Yao’s keen sense for solving cases, and indeed, her insight is unique. Just as Lord Yao said, while I was walking on the way, I saw an old lady selling honey cursing loudly, saying that when the thief escaped, he overturned the honey she had painstakingly collected.

I became intrigued and went back to ask her a few questions."

Lord Yao said in a deep voice, "I just examined Dongfutang First Lord’s body, and if you feel carefully at his right trouser leg, it’s slightly sticky and has a sweet honey scent. I’m afraid the culprit smeared some honey from himself on it before throwing him into the river."

This culprit is quite meticulous.

"Indeed, I discovered that while examining the body earlier, which made me recall what the old lady said," Xiao Huai’an said with a mysterious smile, "I wonder if Lord Yao could help me find something. If everything goes smoothly, with just a small trick, we can find out who the culprit is."

Lord Yao couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow slightly.

Soon, two workers present during the robbery at Dongfutang were brought over, yet as Lord Yao expected, they could not clearly recall the robber’s eyes, and their performances were even worse than Manager Hu’s. One of the workers said he was so frightened that he didn’t dare to look directly at the robber the entire time.

The other worker said that from his angle, he could only see the robber’s profile, so he couldn’t clearly remember his eyes either.

A few suspects became restless at these words.

Zhang Haotian couldn’t help but say, "Lord Yao, I... I really didn’t kill anyone. Do we have to wait until the government finds the real culprit to be released?"

Those related to the deceased by blood wouldn’t be so obvious in expressing their dissatisfaction, but their increasingly grim faces showed they were running out of patience.

After all, no one likes being treated as a suspect.

A few Government Officials couldn’t help but look at Lord Yao.

The case seemed deadlocked now, and they couldn’t really hold onto these people indefinitely.

They looked to Lord Yao for meaning—should they release them first?

Lord Yao slowly scanned the few in front of him, saying, "Everyone, please be patient. If you are indeed innocent, you will eventually leave safely. To be honest, I have already thought of a way to find the real culprit."

Everyone was shocked.

Lord Yao fixed his gaze on them, lifting the corners of his mouth slowly, "Now, all it takes is for my people to find what I need, and then I can identify exactly who the culprit is.

Please, be patient and wait."

He then turned away, leaving them in confusion.

Left standing, the suspects looked at each other, clearly at a loss.

No one noticed that during Lord Yao’s speech, one person slightly trembled, the hand by his side slowly balling into a fist.

Nearly half an hour later, Lord Yao returned. He scanned the people once more and said, "The key item to identifying the real culprit is now in my hand."

As he spoke, he raised a palm-sized clay jar that he was holding and said, "The culprit thought his setup was flawless enough to deceive everyone under the heavens. He was too naive. Earlier, when he fled from Dongfutang to here, he dumped the First Lord who had been killed and placed here into the river, trying to make everyone believe he was the robber.

However meticulous he was, some accidents are unavoidable. Along the way, he overturned several stalls. One old woman selling honey told us with certainty that when the culprit kicked over her stall, her honey pot also fell, and most of the honey spilled onto the culprit’s trouser leg!

Time was tight for the culprit, so even if he changed his clothes, he wouldn’t have had time to clean the honey thoroughly.

This is why I couldn’t let you leave!"

Lord Yao said, suddenly lifting his voice, "The jar in my hand contains a detection bee, which I specially requested from a nearby beekeeper! No matter how small the amount of honey on someone, it cannot escape its eyes! Soon, I will release this detection bee, and everyone must remain still. It will lead me to the culprit!"

Finishing his speech, under the varied looks of those before him, he uncovered the jar, and a small bee flew out, gently drifting toward the people.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the bee.

Is this really a method for solving a case?

It was their first time learning that bees could help solve crimes!

But Lord Yao maintained a stern expression from start to finish, arms crossed behind him, eyes tight on the bee, as if it could indeed find the culprit.

The little bee flew around, here and there, finally landing at Wen Fuhui’s right foot, buzzing around and refusing to move further.

Their doubtful and astonished gazes instantly turned to Wen Fuhui.

Wen Fuhui’s face turned ghostly pale, and he suddenly stepped back, muttering, "Impossible... Impossible... I clearly washed with river water, impossible..."

"It’s you!"

Beside him, Madam couldn’t hold back anymore. Seeing the situation, she rushed at Wen Fuhui with claws raised, crying, "You killed my son, why... why!"

Fortunately, nearby Government Officials managed to stop her in time.

Wen Fuhui stood there dazed for a long while, until he seemed to finally accept that everything was revealed, bowed his head, and sneered sarcastically, "Why would I kill my brother? Sister-in-law, do you really not know? Our Wen Family has three gold shops. Our parents clearly said, while they were alive, that as their son, I would inherit at least one gold shop.

But after they were gone, my brother said they left a will, producing a so-called... document that claimed all three shops were to be managed by him! I didn’t believe it, couldn’t believe it!"

As he spoke, Wen Fuhui became more agitated, gritting his teeth, "He took advantage of being the only one with them before their deaths, so he could say whatever he wanted! I’ve been ridiculed as a loafer all these years, living off my brother like a waste. Do you think I felt good about that?!

Even my wife and children resented me for being incompetent. Though... though equally our parents’ child, I lived worse than a concubine’s son! All because... all because my brother was greedy and insatiable!"

Madam’s eyes turned red with hatred, "Then why... why did you also kill my son, you bastard!"

"Ha, sister-in-law, you think I don’t know what you’re like? If Pengfei were still here, no matter what, those three gold shops would not have come to me!

And besides Pengfei, all you have are two daughters. You despise Changdong’s mother and child. To avoid having the shops fall into their hands, you’d have to help me seize control!"

Wen Fuhui let out a cold laugh, but it was a terribly painful laugh, "I just want what’s rightfully mine, what’s wrong with that? What’s wrong..."

Lord Yao glanced at him and said in a calm voice, "Take the culprit back to the main office!"

Having witnessed many such human tragedies, his heart had long since become numb.

After taking care of the remaining matters, Lord Yao looked around and finally found the handsome young man leaning against the riverbank’s wooden railing, arms crossed.