Nine Chapters of Strange Cases

Chapter 370 Changying is angry
Zhou Zhao's words were like sharp thorns, piercing He Jiang's heart instantly.

He hurriedly lowered his head, staring at his toes, biting his lip tightly and remaining silent.

His gaze swept back and forth, constantly shifting, as if he were worried that Zhou Zhao's eyes might suddenly appear on the bluestone slabs of the Court of Justice.

He Jiang dared not meet his gaze.

“He Jiang, so many exaggerated coincidences can only prove one thing: these are all deliberately arranged by someone, and your testimonies are just one side of the story.”

As Zhou Zhao was speaking, he heard Chen Shanhai's sarcastic voice.

"Young Master Zhou, He Jiang is timid. Don't go after him and try to smear him."

The reason a coincidence is a coincidence is precisely because it cannot be deduced using common sense. After hearing what you said, we realize that it is indeed too much of a coincidence, but there's nothing we can do about it; that's just how it is..."

As Chen Shanhai spoke, he shrugged, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes as he looked at Zhou Zhao.

"Too many coincidences are just human deliberation, nothing more than your conjecture, Lord Zhou. What evidence do you have to prove that Song Yu won't suddenly become a different person?"

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Song Yu's face, and he said with utter disdain, "Song Yu is two-timing, living off women. Young Master Zhou has no evidence yet, yet you're defending him like this... Could it be..."

As Chen Shanhai spoke, he licked the corner of his mouth and smiled knowingly.

"Could it be that she's also taken a liking to him..."

As soon as Chen Shanhai finished speaking, he felt a bright light flash above his head, and then something rolled down with a gurgling sound.

He was horrified. Looking down, he saw that his hair, adorned with a jade crown, had rolled to the ground, the cut clean and neat.

Could it be...

Chen Shanhai's hands trembled as he touched the top of his head, and in that instant, he felt his smooth scalp.

The hair in the middle had been shaved off, but the hair around the edges was still there, and now it was scattered like a bursting dandelion.

Chen Shanhai roared, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Su Changying.

The man stood there, his fingers lightly resting on the hilt of the sword, which was now safely back in its sheath. He hadn't even seen the man's movements.

Those inside the room, as well as Zhou Zhao's colleagues watching the trial from the doorway, couldn't help but laugh at this strange sight.

Hearing the uproarious laughter, Chen Shanhai became even more enraged. He glared angrily at Su Changying, "A head can be severed, blood can flow, but our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents and cannot be cut off at will. General Su, what is the reason for cutting off someone's hair so casually? This is the Court of Justice, a place for reason."

Su Changying's gaze swept lightly over Chen Shanhai's neck.

"Yes, this is the Court of Justice. Zhao Zhao is currently taking medicine and should not be exposed to blood, so your head is still here."

Seeing the fierce glint in Su Changying's eyes, Chen Shanhai couldn't help but tremble and take a few steps back.

"You crazy person!"

As he spoke, he looked angrily at Zhou Zhao and accused him, "Su Changying has humiliated me like this. The Court of Justice should treat him the same as everyone else and punish him severely."

Zhou Zhao raised an eyebrow. He silently uttered three words to Chen Shanhai: "Yan Junyu".

Chen Shanhai was jolted awake, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, instantly extinguishing the fire.

"Evidence? Isn't the witness right here? Xu Yang, where did you relieve yourself? It was in the same building. Did you hear He Jiang's cries for help? Song Yu was tearing at his clothes and treating him like a madwoman. When you went upstairs, did you hear He Jiang and Chen Shanhai's voices?"

When they went to see Song Yu tonight, Song Yu was wearing his undergarments and writing a book wrapped in a quilt in the small building. Under these circumstances, Zhou Zhao deduced that there was a latrine in that small building.

Xu Yang was stunned. He looked at Chen Shanhai's frizzy hairstyle and couldn't help but reach out and poke it.

He only snapped out of his daze when he heard Zhou Zhao call his name, and he scratched his head.

“Song Yu lived on the second floor. There was an urinal in the northeast corner of the first floor, and I was there. I didn’t hear anything. When I entered, I saw Song Yu unconscious, and Chen Shanhai holding a knife. I didn’t hear any cries for help…”

As he spoke, he came to his senses and looked at He Jiang with a strange expression.

He called softly, "He Jiang? What happened?"

Zhu Yang on the other end suddenly realized, "I drank too much and fell asleep, but I didn't sleep very soundly. After all, I woke up immediately when you came back and called me."

If Song Yu went mad, and He Jiang rebelled... causing such a commotion.

"Oh my god, I should have woken up a long time ago!"

As he spoke, he looked at He Jiang with hostility, "He Jiang, what do you mean? Are you using me and Xu Yang to set a trap for Song Yu, trying to kill him?"

No wonder you suddenly called us to go horseback riding, and we didn't go until it was dark. I didn't even get to touch the horse's rump before I was called to drink... I didn't even get to put my arm around that beauty's waist, and I was the one urging her to drink one cup after another...

That's bad enough, but I was still drunk this morning when you dragged me out of bed and stuffed me into the carriage. Now my head is throbbing.

I only thought Chen Shanhai was a nobleman who looked down on us and was deliberately making things difficult for us!

Zhu Yang spat as she spoke, "I didn't expect them to really look down on us, treating us like fools!"

He Jiang didn't dare to look up. He took a step back and stepped right on Chen Shanhai's hair, which was adorned with a crown.

His foot slipped, and he scooped forward, kicking Song Yu in the chest, causing Song Yu to fall flat on his back to the ground.

Song Yu was already furious. He suddenly straddled He Jiang and grabbed his collar, saying, "Why did you hurt me? Aren't we best brothers?"

He Jiang sat up abruptly and pushed Song Yu away with all his might.

"What good brother? You bloodsucking bastard!"
I'm just your classmate, not your father. You've been eating my food, living in my house, and wearing my clothes for so many years! I can't get rid of you, so why should I?

You said you'd repay me when you became successful, but how will you become successful? By your shameless and disgraceful story?
I don't need your repayment! But you know perfectly well that that house was left to me by my mother, you know how much I cherish that place, yet you still use my home and my identity to deceive young girls! What kind of brother are you?
You took advantage of my kind heart and inability to refuse people, gradually clinging to me and taking advantage of me for the rest of my life.

The thought that countless women might come to my door crying with their children, and I would have to raise your wife, your children, and maybe even your grandchildren, makes my world collapse!

"I'm not even married yet, so why do I have such an infuriatingly unfilial son!"

He Jiang unleashed a torrent of curses, so much so that Song Yu forgot what he was doing. He sluggishly said, "I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, but you can't kill me!"

Upon hearing this, He Jiang was instantly furious.

"You didn't do it on purpose? You did it on purpose, trampling on other people's sincerity, you selfish and worthless piece of trash!"
I just wanted to teach you a lesson and get you out of my house!

As he spoke, his chest heaved violently. Only when he heard the silence in the room did he realize that he was still in the Court of Justice, with Lord Zhou sitting above him.

He Jiang pondered his words for a moment, then noticed Chen Shanhai's sinister gaze. He trembled and regretfully covered his mouth with his sleeve.