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Chapter 106 Cha Shao Si

Gong Xu also admitted that Wen Mingqian's analysis made sense, but he thought the same as Ma Ping'an: if Shao Si wanted to hide, he would find him as easily as a mouse burrowing into a hole. Where could he possibly find him?

“In that case, I’ll tell Madam Feng to have her people report to the authorities that Shao Si stole valuables from the mansion and fled to another place. I’ll issue arrest warrants to all parts of the capital. That way, even if Shao Si wants to leave, he won’t be able to.” Even though he knew that the possibility of Shao Si escaping the capital was slim, Wen Mingqian wanted to block that possibility. “Then we can catch him like a turtle in a jar.”

"I'll go tell them right away." Sang Er wiped away her tears, not wanting to delay for even a moment.

“Shao Si is a gambler, and he must have benefited from being an accomplice this time. What would a gambler with money do?” Wen Mingqian posed the question.

"That's it, he must be gambling! Otherwise, a gambling addiction would be worse than death." Ma Ping'an suddenly realized. "Then could he be gambling with his accomplices in secret?"

Wen Mingqian shook his head: "I don't think so. He's the only one who showed his face. The person who bribed him knows that we will definitely hold him tight."

Besides, his gambling addiction is so strong that it will definitely cause trouble, so it was just a way to trick Chang'an into getting on the train.

He'll likely be kept out of most other matters, otherwise how could he be so calm and collected? To be honest, even if he were desperate for money, he wouldn't be so audacious as to act this way.

So I guess the person who used him must have just casually told him that all he needed to do was get Chang'an on the train, and that he didn't need to do anything else.

Wen Mingqian was certain that Shao Si remained calm and composed in front of her house, without giving anything away, because she knew her son was very astute.

If Shao Si's expression had been unnatural at the time, Gong Chang'an would have definitely noticed something was wrong.

Gong Xu listened to Wen Mingqian's logical analysis and couldn't help but feel inferior to her because of her intelligence and composure.

He recalled his father's words: "The Wen family's daughter is resilient, virtuous, and beautiful; she is the best choice for a wife."

If you can live in harmony with her, your family will prosper and your descendants will benefit.

He used to dismiss his father's words, always feeling that Wen Mingqian's temperament was too rigid and lacked gentleness.

But after seeing Song's true colors, he realized that a seemingly gentle but actually treacherous person could truly kill without leaving a trace.

“There are dozens of openly operating gambling dens in the capital, but I think Shao Si would never go to these places,” Ma Ping’an said. “As for the underground gambling dens, there are countless of them. If we keep investigating like this, I don’t know when we’ll be able to finish.”

“Now that Shao Si has money, he wants to gamble but can’t let it get out of the open, so he will definitely arrange a place for himself in advance,” Wen Mingqian said. “Although neither the Feng family nor Shao Si’s original neighbors know where he will be, Shao Si must have some gambler friends. Birds of a feather flock together, and some of these people must know where Shao Si will be hiding.”

“I understand,” Ma Ping’an said. “I’ll go out right away and go to the place where Shao Si usually gambles. We’ll follow the trail and catch that bastard no matter what!”

“Take some silver with you,” Wen Mingqian said. “A gambling addict doesn’t care about loyalty at all.”

"Understood, Madam," Ma Ping'an replied and left.

“Madam, I have already spoken to the young mistress of the Feng family,” Sang Er said as she walked in. “After hearing this, the young mistress immediately went out and said she wanted to go to the government office in person.”

At this time, the Song family.

Song Xiang's youngest daughter was fussy and kept crying.

Madam Ge was annoyed by her crying and said to the wet nurse, "It's too hot, the child can't sleep. Tell them to prepare warm water for another bath, it should help her cool down." "I was thinking of giving the second daughter a bath, but she's had some diarrhea these days, and too many baths might not be good for her," the wet nurse said with some concern.

“We can’t let her cry like this!” said Madam Ge. “Her crying is making me so upset, and it’s already this late and the master still hasn’t returned. The prince has been away from the manor these days, so he doesn’t need to go to the manor to serve us!”

Just then, Song Xiang returned from outside.

Madam Ge hurriedly said, "Nanny, take the second young lady downstairs! If she still isn't asleep, carry her around in the hallway for a bit, it's cooler there."

Meanwhile, she hurriedly asked Song Xiang, "Has the master had lunch yet? Tell them to cook lotus seed and mung bean soup, and I'll serve a bowl right now."

Song Xiang said, "No need for that, just tell them to make tea."

As he spoke, he took off his outer clothes.

"You're the same, you go out and never come back. I was thinking of discussing things with you," Madam Ge complained as she helped her husband take off his clothes.

“I have things to do outside, what would a woman like you know?” Song Xiang sat down and drank tea.

"Stop saying such things. I'm only worried about you." Madam Ge glared at her husband. "In two days it will be my sister's 49th day memorial. The Gong family has lost their conscience and left her outside without caring about her."

She only has our family left, so I wanted to discuss this with you. We should at least arrange something for her, both so she can rest in peace in the afterlife and to embarrass the Gong family.”

“Alas! You are indeed very kind.” Song Xiang couldn’t help but feel sad when she mentioned her sister. “I was originally thinking of inviting monks and Taoist priests to perform a ritual on the seventh day after death. Since you said you would hold one the day after tomorrow, then let’s do it. It won’t make a difference if it costs one hundred taels of silver.”

"It's such a pity that she died so young," said Madam Ge, tears welling in her eyes. "And the circumstances surrounding it are so unclear, it's truly heartbreaking..."

"Hmph, those heartless bastards from the Gong family," Song Xiang muttered, "They harmed my sister and now they want to absolve themselves of any responsibility. As long as I, Song Xiang, am alive, I will make them pay!"

“Oh dear, you can’t say things like that.” Madam Ge quickly stopped her tears and advised her husband, “No matter what, the Gong family is a noble family, and we don’t have any proof. You can’t do something foolish in the heat of the moment.”

Song Xiang glanced at Ge Shi and thought to himself that she was just a woman who combed her hair in three strands and dressed in two sections, always nagging and complaining.

But when it comes to getting down to business, they get scared and become hesitant.

But she still said, "Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old. I wouldn't do something so reckless."

"That's right, that's right. Anyway, our sister is already gone, so let's just properly pray for her soul. As for the Gong family, they'll get their comeuppance eventually." Madam Ge felt relieved.

Song Xiang didn't say anything more, but he sneered inwardly.

He doesn't believe in retribution at all. He believes that you have to avenge yourself if you have a grudge. How can you expect God to help you?

The Gong family must be in complete chaos by now!

You killed my sister, and I'll make you pay with your blood!
(End of this chapter)