In the spacious room.
A man had hanged himself to death!
Eyes bulging wide, face deathly pale, extremely hideous and terrifying.
Of course, Wei Yi’s ear-piercing scream attracted attention.
The first to run over was the inn’s waiter.
“Young master, how did you…” Before he finished speaking, upon seeing the hanged person in the room, the waiter also trembled twice in fright, and the teapot in his hands went “bang.”
It fell to the ground and smashed to pieces!
Instantly the inn exploded into chaos!
Ji Yunshu had just finished tidying her things and sat down to take a sip of tea when she heard commotion outside.
She reached out to put her veil back on and pushed the door open.
She saw the room on the far left surrounded by people, everyone pointing inside and whispering about something.
Jingrong was also disturbed by the commotion and came out of his room. Just as he saw Ji Yunshu about to come over, he quickly stepped forward and stopped her.
He instructed: “Go back inside and stay put. There are many people here.”
“I…”
“Go inside!”
Not a notification, but a command.
Ji Yunshu wanted to retort, but when it came down to it, Jingrong was also thinking of her wellbeing.
She simply nodded and was about to go in when she saw Wei Yi sitting on the ground in the crowd.
“Wei Yi? How could he be there?” Her tone was unusually tense.
Jingrong also saw him. Just then Lang Bo came over with several attendants.
“Your Highness, what happened?”
“Didn’t I tell you to watch Wei Yi and not let him run around?”
“This…”
Lang Bo followed Jingrong’s line of sight and saw Wei Yi in the crowd. Stunned, he quickly ran over.
Wei Yi was still sitting on the ground, face full of terror, complexion frightened pale.
Not until Lang Bo pushed through the crowd and helped him up from the ground did he also glance inside the inn room.
So someone had hanged themselves!
Not very surprised or panicked, he quickly took Wei Yi away.
Returning to the room, Lang Bo helped Wei Yi onto the bed.
Ji Yunshu also hurried into the room. As soon as Wei Yi saw her, he immediately burst into tears.
“Shu’er…”
He hugged her and wouldn’t let go.
“Wei Yi, what’s wrong?”
“I saw…” He choked up twice, unable to speak.
When Jingrong entered, he saw the two people “embracing” on the bed.
He turned to ask Lang Bo: “What happened?”
“Someone hanged themselves in that room.”
“Suicide? Who?”
“Not clear.”
Ji Yunshu heard their conversation, her heart skipping a beat. She didn’t know why, but whenever she heard about deaths or corpses anywhere, her mood would always be inexplicably stirred.
Probably due to her profession.
With such an incident at the inn, if word got out, the inn’s business would certainly suffer a major blow.
When the innkeeper arrived, his expression was very unpleasant. He slapped his thigh and called over several workers.
“Quick, quick, quick! Get him down right away.”
The workers froze, then came forward to help. It took great effort to get the person down and lay them on the ground.
“Make way, make way!”
A loud voice rang out from outside the crowd, and several knife-carrying men walked in.
The leader, a man around forty with a beard and rather burly build, immediately flashed his badge upon entering.
“Yuzhou yamen.”
This area indeed belonged to the Yuzhou region.
The innkeeper recognized this person and quickly put on a distressed expression, bowing at the waist to explain: “Constable Zhang, this matter absolutely has nothing to do with us.”
Constable Zhang merely squinted at him without responding, very cold. With a sweep of his eyes, several people behind him went forward to examine the deceased.
The innkeeper’s mouth twitched. He quickly began explaining to the onlookers: “Apologies, honored guests, please don’t panic.”
“A death has occurred here—your inn is really too unlucky.”
“No, no, no, honored guests. Our establishment is an old, established business. This person hanging themselves in my inn… this is also an accident. How about this, honored guests—today all fees are waived. However, I must trouble everyone to be discreet. If word gets out, it won’t be good!”
The innkeeper was going all out!
What a loss this would be, but there was no choice—a century-old establishment still had to be preserved!
However, hearing that fees could be waived, everyone was quite willing and dispersed.
The innkeeper broke out in a cold sweat and raised his sleeve to wipe it.
After examining the corpse, a young constable said to Constable Zhang: “This person has two strangulation marks on his neck. One runs parallel to the neck, and another extends upward to behind the ear. He should have been strangled to death first, then made to look like a hanging.”
Constable Zhang grunted and pulled the innkeeper in front of him, asking sternly: “Who was the first to see the deceased?”
“It was…” The innkeeper thought about it, then pulled a waiter over: “Who saw him first?”
The waiter was still trembling. He swallowed and pointed in a direction: “It was a young master who just checked into the inn.”
“Take me to find him,” Constable Zhang said.
“Yes, yes, yes, I’ll take you there right away.”
The waiter led the way, with Constable Zhang and several constables following behind.
At this moment, Wei Yi was still shaken, curled up on the bed, hugging Ji Yunshu.
Ji Yunshu gently patted the back of his hand, softly comforting him.
“Wei Yi, it’s fine now. Don’t be afraid.”
“Shu’er, that person… is he… dead?”
She didn’t answer him, but her eyes darkened. She looked back at Jingrong.
That fellow was also looking at her, and for once his eyes held no jealousy!
“Constable Zhang, it’s here.”
The waiter’s voice came from the doorway.
Constable Zhang was about to step in when, before his foot even moved, he was stopped by Lang Bo at the door.
“Who are you?”
“Yuzhou yamen investigating a case.” Constable Zhang affected an official tone.
Ordinary people, hearing it was yamen business, would naturally cooperate. But Lang Bo’s expression didn’t change, with absolutely no intention of stepping aside.
“My young master is inside. No one is permitted to disturb him.”
“You dare obstruct yamen business! Step aside.”
The two glared at each other angrily.
Neither would yield!
Jingrong walked out from inside, his sharp eyes narrowing.
Upon seeing Jingrong, Constable Zhang seemed startled by his imposing presence.
His intuition told him this person was no ordinary man.
Lang Bo stepped aside, standing respectfully beside Jingrong.
“Yuzhou? Lord Liang’s jurisdiction. I didn’t expect that old fellow would still be serving as an official!” The corners of Jingrong’s mouth lifted slightly.
Old fellow?
Constable Zhang’s expression paused. Instead, he asked the waiter: “Is it him?”
The waiter shook his head!
Only then did Constable Zhang speak to Jingrong: “Young master, I don’t care whether you have relations with our lord. Right now a murder case has occurred at the inn. The inn’s waiter says a young master discovered it first. I don’t know if he’s inside, but please have him come out. I need to ask him some questions now.”
“Not convenient.” Jingrong tossed him three words.
“This is a matter of life and death. In any case, I must take the person away, and I must ask questions. Otherwise, did that young master inside kill someone?”
Jingrong laughed coldly.
“I already said it’s not convenient. You want to ask questions? Fine. Ask again tomorrow morning.”
At this time, Wei Yi was frightened like that—what questions could be asked!
Although Constable Zhang was a calm person, the constables behind him were not so calm.
With “swish, swish, swish” sounds, they all drew their blades.
Jingrong’s people naturally weren’t pushovers either and also drew their swords. The two groups confronted each other at the doorway.
“May I, please see that deceased person?”
A delicate female voice came out!
Ji Yunshu walked out slowly, face veiled, but one could see her expression was slightly knitted.
Constable Zhang looked at her, sizing her up from head to toe, seemingly with disdain.
“Miss, this is a murder case, not choosing rouge and powder. Dead people have nothing worth seeing.”