Yang Qiuchi waved his hand and understood the mood of a mother when her beloved son was in crisis. She sighed: "Your son's shoe prints are exactly the same as those found next to Peng Si's body on the dock, and your son only has this pair of shoes. This proves that your son has been to Peng Si's body. I just want to ask him now, what did he do next to Peng Si's body?"

"Isn't he okay when he passes there?" Wei's words were already a little aggressive.

Li was about to scold him, but Yang Qiuchi waved his hand and stopped him, and said coldly: "Since your son's footprints appeared at the scene of Peng Si's death, I now believe that he is the murderer who killed Peng Si!"

"No! My son cannot be the murderer. Peng Si is not injured at all. What does it have to do with my son!"

"How do you know that Peng Si is not injured at all? When did you see it?"

Only then did Wei realize that he had missed his mouth, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "I heard from others."

"Who heard?"

"Listen...listen to what the people on the dock said."

"No!" Yang Qiuchi shook his head, "Although Peng Si's body was discovered by the coolie at the wharf, few people have approached the body. What's more, the body is lying on its lie, and its head is buried in the water. No one has turned the body around. After they found it, they immediately reported to Mr. Peng. They didn't know if the part of the lie on the body was injured, and how did you know that there was no injury on the body?"

Wei's face turned pale suddenly, and he was stammering and didn't know what to say.

Shui Guzi blocked his mother behind her, raised her neck and said, "That's right. I was following Peng Si that day. But Peng Si was not my killing."

"Did you know if you found out after you find out. If you want to clear the grievances, you must confess truthfully. Do you understand?"

Wei was still about to speak, and Shui Guzi turned around and said to his mother, "Mom, we didn't kill him anyway. We are not afraid of it if we say it. Besides, he always comes to bully you, and the master also said that he is a bad person." He turned around and said to Yang Qiuchi, "It's not that I dare not admit it, but this matter involves my mother, and I'm afraid of affecting my mother's reputation. So I didn't say it."

Yang Qiuchi nodded, turned around and said to the constables and guards behind him, "You all quit, just leave Yun'er to record."

Nangong Xiong bowed and agreed, and with the guards, the constables retreated and warned from afar.

Yang Qiuchi smiled and said, "Let's go to the house to talk." He took Song Yuner into the house first, and Wei and Shui Guzi followed him in.

Yang Qiuchi sat down at a shabby table, and Song Yun'er sat at the table with paper and pen to make records. Wei and Shui Guzi knelt in front of Yang Qiuchi.

"You can say it with confidence now. We will keep it for you." Yang Qiuchi said, thinking that this water buffoon is young after all. His age always thinks that he has grown up, but he forgot a word, saying that too much will lead to mistakes. Therefore, Yang Qiuchi is very relieved. As long as he opens his mouth, he will reveal his strength.

"Thank you, Master!" Shui Guzi replied.

"Okay, then you can talk about your followers of Peng Si first."

Shui Guzi said hatefully: "Peng Si, a dog thief, often comes to our house to bully my mother. I was so angry that I beat him. But I couldn't beat him. That night he got drunk and came to our house to bully my mother again. I took a kitchen knife and said that he would bully my mother again and I wanted to fight him to death, so he left in disappointment."

Wei lowered his head and sobbed softly.

Shui Guzi continued, "I hated him so I took the knife and followed him, hoping to find an opportunity to beat him and vent my anger for my mother. I followed him to the dock, and he fell down on his back as he walked. I was afraid that he would have any tricks, so he waited for a long time. He was still motionless. I was a little surprised, so I slowly walked up and squatted down and saw that he was dead. I was frightened and turned around and ran away."

Yang Qiuchi asked: "What was his position at that time?"

"Lying on your back."

Yang Qiuchi remembered Peng Si's lying body. The two didn't match each other and asked, "Have you gone back later?"

Shui Guzi was a little surprised how Yang Qiuchi knew and said, "Yes, I ran all the way and found out that my kitchen knife was forgotten there. Without the kitchen knife, how did my mother and I cook. I ran back because it was very dark and I couldn't see clearly. I searched for a while but couldn't find it. I was worried that the kitchen knife was crushed by the corpse, so I turned the corpse over. Sure enough, I forgot to be next to his leg just now. I ran away with the kitchen knife, and when I got home, I told my mother about this."

Yang Qiuchi asked: "Is there a pool next to you at that time?"

"I didn't pay much attention because it was too dark." Shui Guzi thought for a while, "It seemed that when he turned his body over, he heard the sound of water."

The matter was clear, but this was not what Yang Qiuchi wanted to know the most, so he led the interrogation to his own goal: "Shui Guzi, have you followed Peng Si before?"

Shui Guzi said vigilantly: "No...why am I following him?"

Yang Qiuchi did not ask directly, bypassed the topic, and suddenly asked, "How did he bully your mother? Have you seen it?"

"Master-!" Wei said sadly, with miserable begging in his eyes, hoping that Yang Qiuchi would not mention this matter.

Yang Qiuchi said, "This involves a life. Whether he is a good person or a bad person, I will find out the truth. If he really bullies you orphans and widows, then this kind of scum is worthy of death! However, I must also know how he bullies you, so that I will know if he is worthy of death. Are you right?"

Shui Guzi thought for a while, nodded, and said, "He drove me out of the room twice, closed the door and wanted to... rape my mother... Fortunately, I called my neighbor and broke the door open. He left cursingly...

Yang Qiuchi was so angry that he slapped the table and shouted, "This turtle son is really not a human!" He pointed at Shui Guzi and cursed, "You are fifteen or sixteen years old, and you can't even protect your mother. When you see such a scumbag, you don't even dare to put a fart. Are you still a man?"

Shui Guzi raised his neck: "Why didn't I? Just a month ago, I secretly hit him with a stone..." As soon as he finished speaking, Shui Guzi felt something was wrong and quickly stopped.

But it was too late. Yang Qiuchi said, "You hit him with a stone a month ago? What's going on?"

Wei hurriedly hugged his son with one hand and waved his hands around and said, "Master, no, there is no such thing, the child is ignorant and talks nonsense."

Yang Qiuchi nodded: "You are right. Look at him like that. Although he looks like a man, he is still a furious child after all. He still doesn't have the courage to encounter such a thing."

What a boy at the age of fifteen or sixteen cannot stand is that others look down on him. That is even more uncomfortable than killing him. Besides, Shui Guzi didn't know that his stone was the main reason for Peng Si's death a month later. He broke free from his mother's arms. He thrust his chest and said, "I hit him with a stone."

"Tell me what happened."

"That day he got drunk and came to my house again, trying to rape my mother. My mother and I shouted loudly. He resisted desperately, but he got drunk again and failed. Then he left. I was so angry that I ran around the path and ran to the alley below the sweet water well in front and hid. When he passed by, I took a stone and smashed it over. He oh, he covered his head and lay on the ground. Then I ran home."

After Shui Guzi finished talking about this, she seemed to have grown up and had a lot of things. A sense of responsibility and honor arose naturally.

Yang Qiuchi said: "Which part of his head did you hit him?"

"It's very dark there, and I don't know which part of his head hit him. He was walking from the left to the right. I hid on the side of his left hand, probably hitting his head on his left."

This coincides with the autopsy situation. Yang Qiuchi carefully interrogated the time at that time, which coincided with the time when Peng Si ran to him with blood in his head as the old doctor Peng said.

Peng Sidi found out clearly that the stone of Shui Guzi was the main reason for his death, and the inkstone of Shui Wanqi was the secondary reason.

However, although the responsibilities were clearly distinguished, Yang Qiuchi didn't know what to do, because he could not write in the verdict that he had cut through Peng Sidi's head and saw what chronic subdural hematoma, acute, chronic, central nervous system paralysis, etc. If not, how could people know why you said that Shui Guzi was the main responsibility and Shui Wanqi was the secondary responsibility? What's more, Shui Wanqi was the cousin of his immediate boss's boss's cousin!

Song Yun'er had already recorded the confession and asked Shui Guzi to write a handprint and then handed it to Yang Qiuchi for a look.

Before Yang Qiuchi thought about what to do, he took the record with great worries, looked roughly, put it on the table, and nodded: "Okay, just do it..."

Suddenly, Yang Qiuchi calmed down. He suddenly picked up the record, stared at the bright red handprints covered by Shui Guzi, and looked at it carefully. When he raised his head, his eyes were already shining.

Yang Qiuchi said to Shui Guzi: "I want to take some blood to check it out, and you can stretch out your hand."

Wei said: "Take blood? Why do I need to take my son's blood?" Although there was no concept of blood test in her head, her natural vigilance made him involuntarily hostile to every action Yang Qiuchi targeted her son. This made Yang Qiuchi even more affirm the judgment in her heart.

Li Zheng could no longer bear the rude Wei's rude to the prefect, so he raised his foot and kicked Wei's face. Song Yuner brushed her sleeves, and Li Zheng's foot rubbed through Wei's ear, and she almost fell down with a stagger.

Song Yuner scolded: "The Lord didn't say anything, what are you doing!"

The flattery hit the horse's legs, and hurriedly slapped her waist and said yes, wondering why the little girl's brush was so strong that her legs were still numb for a long time.
Chapter completed!