In order to confirm what he said, Sima Long said again: "This is Jingzhao Yin's guard guard, he is the witness!" As he said that, he secretly winked at Wei Hang.

But Wei Hang lowered his head and said nothing.

Duanmu Qingyue stood there with his hands behind his back and said with interest: "Who did she kill?"

Sima Long secretly hated Wei Hang for not standing on his side at this time. His eyes turned and said, "When the officials came, three people died here and five were seriously injured. All of them were caused by this woman!"

Wei Hang suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Sima Long with disbelief.

The Yilan Pavilion and the others did find three dead women tonight, but they were all tortured by the beasts and beasts, and so were the injured. If it were the injured caused by Luo Qingxin, the only one would be Wang Fuding.

But Sima Long actually charged Xin Luo with the crime of being tortured to death by those doctors. He wasn't he afraid of being exposed when he opened his eyes?

After hearing what he said, Duanmu Qingyue's face became serious. After all, three lives were serious cases.

Duanmu Beiyao coughed lightly, and although Qingyue's voice was weak, it reached everyone's ears: "Evidence!"

Duanmu Qingyue said, "Yes, what about the evidence? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Sima Long believed that although these three people would come here, they would definitely not know what was born here. Weihang would not have the courage to expose him, and those heads-in-chiefs dared not. As for the Gyeonggi Guards, they did not enter the yard at all, but were surrounded outside. They did not know the situation inside.

Of course, Ruan Zhongda and his group from Yilan Pavilion would not be stupid enough to say it.

I was originally planning to deceive and erase the traces, but now it is just the same method.

Sima Long said: "This Lord Wang saw it with his own eyes! He was also injured by this woman!"

This sentence is a coincidence.

Duanmu Beiyao coughed again. After coughing, he slowly said: "Yilan Pavilion is the official residence of the Ministry of Rites?"

Wang Fuding was the Minister of Rites, but he appeared in Yilan Pavilion, which was originally somewhat absurd.

Duanmu Beiyao shook his head slowly again: "No, if it is just the official residence of the Ministry of Rites, why are the Censor and the Taifu Qing there?"

Those were the officials who came out with their heads down. They did not dare to run away or come forward, and they knelt on their knees.

Duanmu Qingyue narrowed his eyes and said, "What are they doing here? Or should I ask, where is this Yilan Pavilion?"

Sima Long pointed to Lu Weima again, and didn't know what to say at this time. He wisely said: "Because...there are thieves here, and they...help..."

Duanmu Beiyao started coughing again. When Sima Long heard him coughing, he knew he was going to speak again. Sure enough, he chuckled: "Assist, civil servant?"

Sima Long couldn't stop sweating on his forehead. His Highness Rui didn't speak much, but every time he said a word, he always couldn't answer.

Duanmu Qingyue's eyes showed a coldness and said, "Sima Long, with your dignified Imperial Guard Commander here, I still need a few civil servants to help you with the thieves? Do you want them to record the process of your arrest?"

Sima Long was sweating so hard that he was stammering and didn't know how to answer.

Duanmu Qingyue turned his head and saw that the girl had no fear on her face, but instead looked at the show. He pointed at Luo Qingxin and said, "Are you a thief?"
Chapter completed!