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Song Jingchen nodded slightly and sized up everyone present. He noticed that one of the prison guards was trembling nervously.

He narrowed his eyes and was about to get someone to arrest him.

The jailer knelt down with a thud. “No, it’s not me. My lord, please investigate. I really didn’t do it.”

With his appearance, it was difficult not to suspect him.

Thinking about how he had waited all night for nothing and how he had almost been wronged, Vice Minister Du gritted his teeth and kicked him.

He scolded, “If it’s not you, why are you trembling? I think you’re just feeling guilty.”

The prison guard choked and glanced at Song Jingchen with a bitter expression.

“Try being stared at by Lord Song for a few seconds. Let’s see if you’ll tremble.” he thought.

He had this problem since he was young. He would tremble when he was nervous. Was this his fault?

It was because he wanted to train his courage that he used his connections to become a jailer. He had not trembled in a long time, but who would have thought that Lord Song was so lethal that he instantly broke through his defense?

He had trained her courage for more than ten years for nothing!

In the end, the other prison guards who were familiar with him proved that this prison guard really trembled when he was nervous. It had nothing to do with his guilt.

Song Jingchen didn’t say anything. Just as Vice Minister Du thought that he couldn’t figure it out, another prison guard hiding at the back suddenly knelt down. “I know that another person came.”

Song Jingchen asked, “Who is it?”

This jailer was guarding outside the felon’s cell. He was sleeping with his companions when the condemned prisoner died.

He stammered for a long time before saying, “His name is Little Wang. After the adults left, Little Wang suddenly came back and said that he had left his house keys here. I helped him look for them for a long time, but I couldn’t find them. He said that he might have forgotten to bring them out and left directly. I didn’t think too much about it at that time.”

At this moment, another prison guard seemed to have been reminded and said, “When Little Wang left, he passed by and muttered about why there were so many prisoners these past few days.”

At that time, he had even added, “That’s right. One of them was just locked up here.” At that time, he had no idea that it was Grand Tutor Zhao who had just been locked up. After all, Grand Tutor Zhao was not an ordinary prisoner.

After saying that, he realized that his words might have reminded Little Wang, who was deliberately trying to get information out of him. He was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for forgiveness.

Song Jingchen had no time to pay attention to him for the time being. He instructed, “Bring people to capture him immediately.”

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, a guard walked in from outside the prison.

Noticing that the atmosphere inside was a little off, the guard quickly knelt on one knee and said, “Sir, a woman outside said that her man is missing.”

“If he’s gone, let her report to the officials in the Imperial Capital. Is our Court of Judicial Review a place to care about such trivial matters?” Vice Minister Du frowned.

Didn’t they see that Lord Song was in a bad mood? All of them were so troublesome.

The guard said awkwardly, “But that woman said that her man is on duty here.”

Du Shaoqing was stunned. Coincidentally, he met Song Jingchen’s gaze. The two of them thought of the same person at the same time.

Little Wang!

Little Wang was dead. He had drowned in a latrine in a brothel.

Since he was a regular customer of that brothel, and the lady knew that he was on duty at the Court of Judicial Review, as soon as she found out, she sent people to the Court of Judicial Review to report the case.

In the end, the coroner’s autopsy results showed that Little Wang lost his footing and fell into a latrine pit. The filth covered his mouth and nose and he suffocated to death.

Little Wang’s relative also said, “Brother Wang said that he wanted to go to the toilet, but I waited for a long time and didn’t see him return.”

The salary of the prison guards was not high. If not for special reasons, no one would be willing to do this unlucky job.

It was already unusual for Little Wang to frequent brothels with money. Unfortunately, no one had noticed it before.

In fact, before this matter, in the eyes of his wife and colleagues, he was an honest person.

“Sir, what should we do now?” After dismissing the others, Vice Minister Du asked worriedly.

They originally thought that there was a silver lining, but who would have thought that it was a dead end?

Song Jingchen checked the surroundings of the two cells and finally fixed his gaze on the beam. After a long time, he said, “It’s time to repair this roof.”

Vice Minister Du paused, not understanding why he had suddenly switched topics to repairing the roof.

Song Jingchen didn’t explain and only said, “Close the case.”

This meant that there was no need to investigate further. Grand Tutor Zhao would be sentenced as the main culprit for privately mining iron ore.

Vice Minister Du also knew about this case. There was evidence and a confession. Even if they continued to investigate, they would not find anything useful. He could only agree in silence.

In Princess Yong’an’s residence on Vermillion Bird Street.