Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 11 Next Time I'll Risk My Life

Cuihua burst into tears, and her sorrow affected everyone.

People at the entrance were already pointing and whispering about Zheng Qian, beginning to believe what Cuihua had said.

"My head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) is a good man. Anyone who talks nonsense will be beaten to death."

Zhang Tiezhu forbids anyone from speaking ill of Zheng Qian. He snatches a stick from someone else and holds it in his hand. If Zheng Qian loses the case and is convicted, he rushes in to save Zheng Qian.

As for Zheng Qian's prior instructions to watch the play quietly and study hard, he kept them in mind, but he was also mentally prepared for the possibility of a raid on the hall.

Cuihua's crying scenes are fantastic; it's a shame she's not an actress.

Zhu Zhi's eyes were cold.

"Zheng Qian, do you plead guilty?"

Zheng Qian remained calm, not at all surprised by Cuihua's counterattack. If he hadn't made these preparations, the Biqiang Sect wouldn't have sued him.

As for Hua Zhongzheng, such a good-for-nothing couldn't have devised such a scheme to frame him.

His crime of murder must be so well-documented that he has no way to defend himself.

"My lord, I plead not guilty; the evidence is incomplete."

Zhu Zhi stood up and pointed at Zheng Qian.

"Your methods of killing are outrageous. I will definitely petition the Emperor to have you subjected to all the punishments ten times in prison, and torn apart by five horses."

"Transfer physical evidence."

The coroner carried the table leg into the room and read out the examination report.

"The hoopoe was kicked so hard that his lumbar vertebrae were shattered, rendering him unable to fight back. He was then hit on the head by a table leg, and ultimately died with his head separated from his body."

Zhu Zhi pointed at Zheng Qian and said loudly.

"With witnesses and physical evidence gathered, you still refuse to confess. I will torture you to the point of wishing you were dead."

Zheng Qian walked to the front of the table and looked at it from several different angles.

With witnesses and physical evidence presented in court, it's my turn to perform.

Zheng Qian bowed with his hands clasped in greeting and smiled confidently.

"My lord, please give me half an hour. I can prove that I am not the murderer and find the real killer of the hoopoe."

Before Zhu Zhi could speak, Zheng Qian continued.

"Article 863 of the Criminal Law of Wuyan State stipulates that the defendant has three days to prove his innocence, during which he shall be subject to supervision in the prison cell and shall not be obstructed from proving his innocence."

This is the loophole in Wuyan's laws: being regulated does not mean being able to obstruct; the standards of regulation and obstruction can only be measured by the regulators themselves.

However, for Zheng Qian, this law was enough.

Zhu Zhi's face darkened. Zheng Qian mentioned the law twice; was he trying to tell others that he didn't understand the law?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he could only suppress his anger.

"I'm giving you half an hour. If you can't find the murderer, then you'll be subjected to severe torture."

Zheng Qian walked to the center of the courtroom and bowed to the coroner.

"Please have the coroner take fingerprints of me, Liu Qiang, and everyone else who touched the table leg."

He then bowed to the county magistrate.

"Your Excellency, I need someone to provide me with a pair of gloves, two ounces of ink, three ounces of rapeseed oil, a basin of charcoal, a can of glue, a basin of water, and three sheets of paper."

"I'll provide it."

Hua Zhongzheng immediately tried to impress, but I didn't believe he could pull off anything fancy.

“If my good brother is in trouble, I, Hua Shao, will definitely stand up to help. I will provide these things.”

Zheng Qian smiled slightly.

"Thank you, my good brother."

The coroner took out his red seal and had several people press their fingerprints on it. He then identified the fingerprints of each person and wrote down their names.

After pressing his fingerprint, Zheng Qian recounted what had happened.

"Sir, yesterday a hoopoe came to my house threatening to kill me. Luckily I wasn't home, or I would have been killed by the hoopoe. When he couldn't find me, he hanged my dog ​​to vent his anger, and he also wrote a note saying he would kill me. All the neighbors know about this."

That night I went to find Dai Sheng. He had tied Liu Qiang to a pillar and was doing those filthy things to Cuihua in front of Liu Qiang. In a moment of panic, I stepped in to save Cuihua, kicked him, and left. I have no idea what happened after that.

"Sir, I was a good Samaritan."

The county magistrate scoffed at Zheng Qian's words.

Even ghosts wouldn't believe you.

At this moment, the things Hua Zhong was preparing arrived.

Zheng Qian poured the glue into the water and stirred it well. Then he soaked the paper in the water for three minutes, took it out, and baked it with fire.

Having obtained the paper covered in glue, Zheng Qian tore it open and then spread some rapeseed oil evenly on it.

"With both witnesses and physical evidence, nothing Zheng Qian does will make a difference."

"Yes, but Zheng Qian did a good thing, Black Bear deserves to die."

"To put it bluntly, if a county magistrate is to be punished with death for his handling of a case, Zheng Qian is doomed."

Zheng Qian remained silent about what outsiders said.

In a little while, they will naturally find out who the murderer is.

After checking the gloves to make sure there were no problems, Zheng Qian put them on and picked up the blood-stained table leg to examine it carefully in the sunlight.

Through the sunlight, Zheng Qian could clearly see seven handprints and four fingerprints on it.

Zheng Qian sprinkled a thin layer of ink on the fingerprint area and gently pressed the paper onto it.

Rapeseed oil absorbs the ink, and a clear fingerprint is collected.

"Oh my, he's collecting fingerprints."

"Unheard of and unseen before, what a genius!"

"The fingerprints on the table leg must have been left by the murderer."

"Hindsight is 20/20. Why didn't you say that earlier?"

Everyone understood at that moment: Zheng Qian wanted to extract fingerprints.

Cuihua knelt there, her face ashen, while Liu Qiang stared blankly at the roof beam.

Hua Zhong clenched his fists, while a group of henchmen trembled with fear.

Bai Shao, in the side room, crushed the teacup in his hand.

Everything was ready except for the fingerprints on the table legs.

But who could have imagined that Zheng Qian could extract fingerprints using this method?

The extracted fingerprints were handed over to the coroner, who compared them one by one.

Among them were his fingerprints, Dian Shi's fingerprints, Liu Qiang's fingerprints, and an unknown fingerprint.

The only missing item was Zheng Qian's fingerprint.

After the examination, the coroner looked at the county magistrate, who nodded, and then began to announce the results.

"The table leg was taken back by the clerk, so it has his fingerprints. As the person presenting the evidence, I also handled the table leg, so it also has my fingerprints. The fingerprints are faint, which means they have been there for a long time. They should have been left by the workers when the table leg was installed. As for the last fingerprint, there is one more."

The coroner paused, then spoke loudly.

"It belongs to Liu Qiang."

When the results were announced, everyone was in an uproar.

In a shocking turn of events, the victim became the murderer.

"Liu Qiang, the murderer is Liu Qiang."

"I already guessed it, you didn't need to tell me."

"You're all just being wise after the event, aren't you?"

"This method of fingerprint extraction is going to be requisitioned by the government. Zheng Qian is a person who has made contributions to the government."

boom.

Zhu Zhi slammed the gavel down heavily.

"quiet."

"Mighty~Wu~"

The scene quieted down. Zhu Zhi glanced around, raised his hands, slid down his sleeves, and slowly pronounced the verdict in the murder case.

"Upon my investigation and evidence collection, I have determined that the murderer of the hoopoe is Liu Qiang, not Zheng Qian. I will certainly report this case to His Majesty for a decision. Huang Cuihua and her accomplices fabricated evidence to frame Zheng Qian and are both imprisoned to await their fate. As for Zheng Qian, he is released without charge."

Court adjourned.

Zheng Qian bowed and shouted loudly.

"Thank you, sir."

"Chief Escort Zheng, save me and Liu Qiang! We were forced into this! We refused to frame you, so they beat us, they kept beating us! Liu Qiang is about to be beaten to death! They even insulted me! Chief Escort Zheng, save me..."

Cuihua knelt down and hugged Zheng Qian's feet, begging for help, before being dragged away by the yamen runners.

Zheng Qian remained unmoved by Cuihua's pleas.

You were forced into this, so I have to take the blame? You're a saint, you can't survive in this world.

"Good brother, I wronged you."

Hua Zhongzheng grasped Zheng Qian's hand with genuine affection.

He silently pulled his hand out and wiped it on his clothes.

"Since we're good brothers, let's not talk about being wronged or not. Next time, we'll risk our lives for it."