"A troublesome autumn!"
Fang Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, in the courtyard behind the County Government Office.
In front of him were two corpses, their skin and flesh shriveled as if they were ancient bodies, but they had only recently died.
Several maids and servants knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.
"Uh..."
"Master! Madam!"
"Oh... how did it come to this..."
"Crying?" The Chief of Police at the County Government Office said angrily:
"What's the use of crying?"
"Are you sure you saw Lord Meng last night? Who all visited Lord Meng's room during the night?"
"Xiao Cui was sent to the Master, and the maid to the Madam. Last night, the Master and Madam drank some wine and went to bed early." A person replied tearfully:
"Once the Master and Madam returned to their room, no one else went inside."
"Master Meng and Madam slept in separate rooms?"
"Yes."
"Has it always been like this?"
"No, only recently."
On the other side.
