After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Lin San ignored Wang Zhao's antics and was intently examining Chen Xiaomi's room in front of him.

After waiting a long time without hearing him speak, Wang Zhao asked in confusion, "Third Brother, what are you looking at?"

Lin San wandered around for a while, not knowing what he had seen, and then said, "Let's go."

Wang Zhao's eyes widened. "Huh? They're leaving already?"

That's it...?

"I know what I need to know, it's time to go back," Lin San said.

Wang Zhao followed behind Lin San, looking both innocent and foolish. "Third Brother? What exactly are we here to see?"

Lin San said, "Two things have been confirmed."

"Please speak!" Wang Zhao said, adopting a listening posture.

After all, when it comes to brains, twelve of them wouldn't be a match for Third Brother.

"The perfume used by the owner of this house smells the same as the perfume used by the husband who framed you, so we can preliminarily conclude that they are the same person."

In other words, Chen Xiaomi is the husband who staged an accident while holding a dead child.

Wang Zhao suddenly realized, and his big eyes cleared again. "Then what's the second thing?"

"This Chen Xiaomi is not poor; there are even two silver hairpins on his dressing table."

"So what if he has a silver hairpin? Young master loves to look good, he'll definitely wear these kinds of jewelry."

Lin San looked at Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao blinked. "Third Brother, why are you looking at me like that?"

Lin San sighed, as if resigned to his fate, and said, "In other words, Chen Xiaomi's framing of you is most likely not for money. Or rather, it wasn't entirely for money."

Lin San just couldn't understand why Wang Zhao had never shown his face in Song County before.

It can be said that in the entire Song County, no one else knew Wang Zhao's true identity except for him.

Why choose Chen Xiaomi to extort money?

To be honest, Wang Zhao's features are very alluring, and his eyes and brows are more deep-set than those of the average young man, giving him a rather aggressive look.

In other words, he looks like he has the face of someone who would bully others by taking advantage of their power.

Although those who know him well know that he has a carefree personality, a stranger who wants to extort money will only target people who look kind.

Wang Zhao is definitely not the best choice.

So, why him?

As Lin San was pondering, Wang Zhao suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Third Brother, I don't understand any of what you're saying," Wang Zhao said bluntly. "Just tell me what we need to do next to clear my name."

"Let's go back first." Lin San paused, then added, "You can ride your horse yourself; I'll walk back."

Wang Zhaocai ignored all of this, saying, "We're all family here, Third Brother, don't be so coy. It would be foolish not to ride a horse."

Lin San: "..."

This overly carefree personality isn't good either; it shows a complete disregard for the proper boundaries between a young master and a young man.

Lin San felt somewhat exhausted.

If Wang Rui saw this, who knows how he would ridicule him.

We're all educated people, and we keep repeating the same old rhetoric. It's not new, but it's really annoying.

Back at the county government office, Lin San went to the mortuary again.

Wang Zhao was bold and unafraid to see the corpse, so he went with him.

The dead child's body was laid out here; the lividity on the body alone confirmed that the child had been dead for at least three days.

Wang Zhao covered his nose the moment he stepped into the mortuary.

This stinks horribly. No wonder those old storybooks always mentioned throwing people into mass graves.

A mortuary alone is hard to accept, let alone a mass grave...

Wang Zhao simply couldn't imagine it.

In contrast, Lin San remained remarkably calm.

He examined the child's body as if he had no sense of smell, like a coroner.

Wang Zhao squatted to the side, trying his best to hold back from vomiting. He asked, "Third Brother, since Chen Xiaomi doesn't have any children, where did this child come from?"

Lin San was somewhat surprised. "You actually thought of that?"

Wang Zhao retorted angrily, "You make it sound like I'm stupid!"

Lin San slightly curled the corners of his lips, following Wang Zhao's words: "Yes, where did this child come from?"

"An extra child appearing out of nowhere must mean they were kidnapped!" Wang Zhao suddenly said. "Third Brother, do you think this is possible?"

Chen Xiaomi kidnapped a child, but the child died immediately. Chen Xiaomi, deciding to go all the way, decided to find a scapegoat to take the blame.

"It's not impossible."

Wang Zhao cautiously approached, his face contorted with worry, and only after mentally preparing himself did he muster the courage to look at the deceased.

The child's face had begun to fester, and many parts of his body were covered in bruises.

He exclaimed in surprise, "What are these? Lividity spots?"

Lin San shook his head. "No, these are injuries sustained before death. This child was probably beaten to death."

Wang Zhao suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Then, he said angrily, "That Chen Xiaomi deserves to die! Abducting someone's child is already a heinous crime, but she even went so far as to kill him."

Lin San carefully used a white cloth to pad his hands and lifted the deceased's arm. "Judging from these wounds, which are of varying ages, they may not have been inflicted by the same person."

Wang Zhao was even more furious. "This child looks to be no more than two years old. I don't know who could do such a thing."

Lin San didn't say anything. After examining the deceased, he covered him with a white sheet.

Wang Zhao was so angry he gritted his teeth. "Damn it!"

"Since the corpse map is wrong and Chen Xiaomi has no offspring, your suspicion can be cleared," Lin San said. "Let's go, after we go back and go through the procedures, you can return to Caixia City this afternoon."

Seeing Lin San's indifferent expression, Wang Zhao couldn't help but feel that this man was heartless. "Third Brother, aren't you going to say anything?"

Lin San retorted, "What did you say?"

Wang Zhao said, "Of course..."

Wang Zhao hesitated for a moment.

Should we harshly criticize Chen Xiaomi? It seems unnecessary, after all, he is the county magistrate, and all we need to do is hold court and convict him.

But when a normal person hears of such a heinous thing, they should at least condemn it; that's only human nature.

"Never mind," Wang Zhao said. "Shall we go back to the yamen now?"

Lin San nodded.

Wang Zhao said, "I never expected that you, Third Brother, would not only be good at investigating cases, but also at performing autopsies."

He put his arm around Lin San's shoulder like a gentleman, treating him like a close friend, "You're quite something."

Lin San tossed his arm off his shoulder. "Speak your mind, don't resort to physical violence."

Wang Zhao curled his lip.

Lin San seemed lost in thought the whole way, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Chen Xiaomi and the old man had been detained by Lin San's men before, and they were originally going to be summoned, but unexpectedly, something went wrong.

The bailiffs said that the two men said they wouldn't press charges anymore, and the registrar released them this morning.

Wang Zhao was devastated after hearing this.

Just when it seemed like the injustice was about to be redressed, the other party actually ran away.

He has nowhere to vent his anger now, so he can only pace back and forth, fuming.

Upon hearing this, Lin San simply ordered the yamen runners to destroy the case file, and then the matter was considered settled.

Since there was no victim, Wang Zhao was naturally innocent.

Although Wang Zhao was free, he still felt extremely unhappy.