Chapter 220: Chapter 98 Gifts_4
The next moment, someone spoke, "It seems that Lord Shen already has a clue."
Taken aback, Shen Fengying swiftly turned around, only to see a young man lifting the curtain and entering.
"...Marshal Pei?"
Pei Yunmeng, holding a silver saber, smiled as he walked into the room and glanced at Lu Tong and Qingfeng, saying, "It seems you got here early."
"My lord, this is..." Shen Fengying’s heart pounded. Why had Pei Yunmeng also come?
Lu Tong spoke up, "Because this matter is of great importance, Master Qingfeng sent someone to inform Lord Pei. I did not expect Lord Pei to come in person..." He paused for a moment before continuing, "Perhaps my lord thought that this person might be the murderer of the male corpse discovered on Mount Wangchun, and that’s why you’re taking this so seriously."
Pei Yunmeng slightly raised his eyebrows but did not retort.
Shen Fengying became nervous upon hearing this, "You’re saying this person is the murderer in the unsolved Mount Wangchun case?"
What a development—because of this person, his superiors had vented their anger on him. If it truly was this person who’d committed the crime, and it landed in his hands, wouldn’t he have the opportunity to vent his own frustrations?
Lu Tong nodded slightly, "I am only speculating."
Shen Fengying looked down at the man on the ground. Regardless of what the others said, this man remained silent, like a pig unafraid of scalding water, only showing a moment of tension when Pei Yunmeng entered the room, which he quickly concealed.
"Speak, why did you commit the murder? Is the Mount Wangchun case your doing?" Shen Fengying kicked him, attempting to intimidate with unpracticed proficiency, "Speak the truth, or face severe torture!"
The man on the ground remained unaffected, and Pei Yunmeng let out a laugh.
He said, "Lord Shen, you won’t get anything out of him this way."
Shen Fengying wiped his sweat and willingly offered the chair in the room, saying with a conciliatory smile, "Please, Marshal Pei, enlighten us."
Pei Yunmeng sat down in the chair and after a moment’s thought, spoke seriously, "I really shouldn’t be interfering in this matter. However, since the Mount Wangchun case involves the reputation of the Palace Front Office, I cannot just ignore it."
Shen Fengying agreed, "Yes, yes, absolutely."
Pei Yunmeng continued, "Before coming here, I had Qingfeng search the man and look for any identifying objects to check his background. I hope Lord Shen doesn’t mind my overstepping."
"How could I?" Shen Fengying’s smile was sweeter than flowers, "Your assistance is a great help to the Patrol House, and I am deeply grateful."
He had figured it out—Pei Yunmeng was determined to solve this case and had only come here to go through the Patrol House’s procedures, to appear upstanding.
But why was he so insistent on going through the Patrol House?
Pei Yunmeng fixed his gaze on the man on the ground, his eyes smiling, his demeanor kind and gentle, seemingly like any other amiable young official. Yet the way he looked at people carried a hint of chilliness.
He said, "Wang Shan, it’s late; your wife and child should be already asleep."
At the mention of the name "Wang Shan," the man’s face quickly paled, and his body started to tremble violently.
The young man looked at him, with a gaze that seemed both pitying and, at the same time, deeply indifferent.
He suggested, "How about we invite them over from Huaihua Street now?"
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk!"
The next moment, the man on the ground shouted out loud.
Shen Fengying was shocked.
This man had previously shown an unbending will to die rather than surrender, but now, with only a few words from Pei Yunmeng, he had pried open the man’s mouth. Shen knew from listening to storytellers that such diehards, even when half dead, wouldn’t reveal a single word. This man really lacked backbone.
Moreover, in such a short time, Pei Yunmeng had already traced this man’s ancestry? Was he a demon? And wholeheartedly prepared, what exactly was he after?
The man on the ground said, "The person on Mount Wangchun wasn’t killed by me."
Pei Yunmeng hummed, "Who instructed you to attempt assassination on Doctor Lu?"
For some reason, Shen Fengying felt something was amiss but it was too late to intervene.
"It was Consort Meng!" the man clenched his teeth and looked up, "It was Consort Meng from Prince Wen’s Mansion!"