Don’t know?

Liang Zongzheng questioned: “Say that again!”

The female shopkeeper paused, then continued: “At that time, the shop was in complete chaos, and there were so many people—it was truly difficult to see clearly.”

As she spoke, she lowered her head even further.

Just as she finished speaking, the little maid who had been guarding Miss Liang’s body spoke up.

“You’re lying! Just now in the shop, that’s not what you said. You told me with your own mouth that it was she who pushed our young miss. How is it that now you’ve changed your story?”

A flash of panic crossed the female shopkeeper’s eyes as she hastily waved her hands in explanation.

“Just now I was also frightened, so I spoke without thinking. But after thinking it over, I actually didn’t see clearly at all. Besides, the floor was quite slippery at the time—if Miss Liang slipped and fell by herself, that’s also possible.”

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, afraid the trouble would fall on her own head.

The other two women quickly chimed in: “Yes, there really were too many people at the time. The two of them were scuffling together, and we didn’t see clearly either. We only knew that someone had died, and that floor was indeed very slippery—I even fell myself.”

“That’s right, that’s right! I fell too. That Miss Liang must have slipped and fallen by accident herself—can’t blame anyone else.”

“Normally she walks around with her nose in the air anyway—not watching where she’s going is normal for her.”

…

Upon hearing this, the little maid collapsed over her young miss’s body, crying even harder.

Could it be that her young miss was just so unlucky that she slipped and fell by herself?

Meanwhile, Liang Zongzheng, amid his grief, heard the female shopkeeper say these things and his face turned livid.

In his rage and despair, he nearly went to grab the large sword from the bailiff’s hand again, but fortunately was stopped by Jing Zhaoyin.

Who advised: “Lord Liang, since no one can testify to this matter, we cannot determine that the young lady pushed her. You…”

This was killing Jing Zhaoyin with worry!

“My daughter died so miserably—is this murder case just going to be dropped like this?”

“This matter…”

Before Jing Zhaoyin could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Muqing’s shrill voice.

With two older brothers as her shelter from the wind, naturally her confidence was bolstered.

She stepped forward, straightening her body, and said haughtily: “I already said I didn’t push her. With so many people around, someone pushed my back too, but I didn’t die, did I? How could anyone fall down just from being pushed once? She slipped and fell on her own—don’t blame it on me. I would never kill anyone.”

You’re the most capable one!

Those little eyes of hers were like cat’s eyes, exceptionally bright!

Liang Zongzheng’s face flushed red, tears also coming out. With a wave of his sleeve, he slapped his own thigh.

“What evil! What evil!”

Twice in succession!

He walked with soft, powerless steps to his daughter’s body, sobbing repeatedly.

So was this matter considered settled?

After all, even the witnesses had reversed direction—what could be done?

Ji Li pulled Ji Muqing back and warned her in a low voice: “Haven’t you caused enough of a scene?”

“Big Brother, I…”

“Whatever it is, we’ll talk about it when we get home.”

“Yes!”

She nodded.

Then Ji Li walked over to Liang Zongzheng’s side and said with concern: “Lord Liang, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept what cannot be changed.”

Accept your sister!

But Liang Zongzheng was too overcome with grief to pay him any attention. In his heart, a raging fire of fury was burning.

He was filled with hatred!

Just as Ji Li was about to leave the Capital Magistrate’s Office with Ji Muqing—

Ji Muqing had long since noticed Ji Yinshu standing to the side and walked over, lifting her chin.

“Don’t think that just because you helped me earlier at the rouge shop, it can offset the fact that you’re a sinner of the Ji family. Today I’ll let you off for now, but next time, I’ll settle accounts with you.”

“Whatever.”

She replied indifferently.

Seemingly very dissatisfied with Ji Yinshu’s response, she curved her lips coldly and walked to Ji Yinshu’s ear.

“Big Brother and Second Brother may have no way to deal with you, but that doesn’t mean I don’t. You saw it too—the consequence of provoking me is death.”

Oh my, I’m truly terrified.

Ji Yinshu glanced at her—psycho.

“If you truly had such ability, that would be good. I’m just afraid that behind the scenes, it’s your two brothers helping you.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s been less than half an hour, and everyone’s stories have already changed—even a fool would know why!”

Good, good. Ji Muqing let out a breath of relief.

She wasn’t a fool!

Because she knew why!

It was undoubtedly just as Ji Yinshu had said—she had two good brothers who had likely already made preparations before coming.

In any case, as long as she didn’t have to bear the blame, she was pleased to be carefree. Straightening her loosened hair, she turned and left.

Just as she turned, Ji Yinshu noticed a small bloodstain on her back, and where that bloodstain was, it seemed a thread had come loose—a pearl that had originally been embedded there was missing.

Could it be—

That Ji Muqing had caught it while fighting with Miss Liang, and in doing so had torn the skin, leaving this small bloodstain?

After everyone had dispersed one by one, Ji Yinshu walked over to Miss Liang’s body.

She crouched down and said to Liang Zongzheng: “Lord Liang, Miss Liang is already dead. No matter how difficult this is for you, she cannot come back to life.”

Liang Zongzheng sobbed repeatedly, raising his eyes to look at her: “Mister Ji, was my daughter’s death really just an accident?”

“I looked briefly just now—she did indeed slip and fall. As for whether someone pushed her, I’m also unclear.”

“Aren’t you excellent at investigating cases? Please help me.”

He looked at her with a pleading expression.

Ji Yinshu thought for a moment, then remembered that small bloodstain on Ji Muqing’s back, and said: “Let me examine the body.”

“All right.” Liang Zongzheng nodded and quickly stepped aside.

She lifted the white cloth!

Ji Yinshu examined Miss Liang’s hands, face, neck, and even her clothes.

Someone as particular about her clothing as Ji Muqing wouldn’t fail to notice if a pearl had fallen off her clothes, so that pearl must have fallen off during their scuffle.

But—

There was no bloodstain on Miss Liang’s body.

But it also couldn’t have been that Ji Muqing had scratched it off herself reaching behind her back. So where did that bloodstain come from?

“Mister Ji, did you discover anything?”

She shook her head, covering the body with the white cloth again, and said: “I’m sorry, nothing.”

“Then does that mean my daughter really did fall by herself?”

Ji Yinshu didn’t answer. To be honest, she hadn’t seen it happen, and those witnesses also said they hadn’t seen it.

Each side has its own reasoning—who knows the truth?

“Lord Liang, you should quickly have Miss Liang’s body carried back for burial.”

Liang Zongzheng lowered his weary brows, crying again in grief and sorrow.

Afterward, Ji Yinshu also left the Capital Magistrate’s Office.

At this time, Wei Yi was sitting by the stone lion waiting for her.

“Let’s go.” She called out to him.

Wei Yi immediately stood up, matching her pace, and asked in her ear as they walked: “Shu’er, just now I saw Big Brother Ji and Brother Ji Huan go in. Did you see them?”

“Yes, I saw them!”

“Did you talk to them?”

“No!”

“Why not?”

“…”

She didn’t respond, pulling Wei Yi along as they hurried toward Yuhua Pavilion.