On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 2263 Stubborn and Arguing

"Dead? How is that possible!"

"Is Officer Cui right?"

Manager Zhou is right here, standing and talking!

As soon as Cui Chong finished speaking, the crowd erupted in uproar.

The initial sympathetic discussions suddenly changed, with exclamations and doubts rising and falling like waves crashing on a lake after a boulder was thrown into it.

Some people subconsciously leaned forward, trying to see "Zhou Zhenghang's" face clearly, as if that would allow them to tell whether the person in front of them was real or fake;

Some people stepped back, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt, whispering to those around them. For a moment, the entrance to the teahouse was in chaos, and even the sound of the wind was drowned out.

Among the crowd, Bee Whistle huddled behind a few men.

He deliberately pinched his throat, making his voice high-pitched and thin, and his voice cut through the noisy discussion to reach everyone's ears: "Last night, in the middle of the night, wasn't there a search and arrest operation all over the city?"

Many streets and alleys have been thoroughly searched; could it be to find the murderer who killed Manager Zhou?

His reminder was like a wake-up call, and many people immediately echoed his sentiments.

“Yes, yes! I got up in the middle of the night last night and heard the sound of horses’ hooves at the alley entrance, as well as the voices of officials questioning people. I wondered what was so urgent, but it turns out someone had died!” said a middle-aged man in a short jacket.

“My husband guards the city gate. He came back this morning and said that the city gates were checked very strictly in the latter half of last night. Everyone entering and leaving had to be asked carefully where they were going. It turns out that Manager Zhou had an accident!” another woman said anxiously.

"So, what Constable Cui said is true? That Manager Zhou is really dead?"

Some people's gazes toward "Zhou Zhenghang" had changed, now carrying a mixture of curiosity and fear.

Cui Chong raised his hand and pressed it down, and the noisy crowd gradually quieted down, with all eyes focused on him.

His expression was calm, and his voice left no room for doubt: "That's right, exactly."

Manager Zhou's body is still in the governor's mansion morgue. An autopsy has determined that he was poisoned.

He stepped up to "Zhou Zhenghang," and the sunlight shone from behind him, casting a shadow on "Zhou Zhenghang."

Cui Chong crossed his arms and stared intently at the man before him, scrutinizing him from his tattered sleeves to his mud-stained shoes, before finally settling on his face. He asked, word by word, "He's dead, dead in prison, and yet you show up. Who are you?"

Everyone present held their breath.

The men around Zhou Zhenghang were terrified, their faces turning ashen. The quick-witted man who had been speaking up for his boss was now trembling and involuntarily took two steps back.

Their eyes darted away, unable to look at "Zhou Zhenghang" any longer.

In a carriage with a green canopy not far away, Yan Ruyu lifted a corner of the curtain, her gaze coldly sweeping over the street scene, a silent sneer curling at the corner of her lips.

Her voice was soft, but full of sarcasm: "Let's see how he keeps up the act."

Huo Changhe sat down next to her and gently tapped on the car window with his fingers.

The guard immediately stepped forward, bowed, and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

"Has everything been arranged?"

"Your Highness, rest assured, everything is in order."

Huo Changhe nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic crowd outside the car window. He calmly ordered, "Give the order to prepare."

"Yes."

Zhou Zhenghang's heart skipped a beat. He thought that Miss Miaoqin had already taken care of things in the prison.

Why did Cui Chong say it in public?

What should we do?

His palms instantly broke out in a cold sweat, but now he had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere.

He was wearing a disguise mask, which looked exactly like the real Zhou Zhenghang.

Zhou Zhenghang, who died in prison, certainly didn't have this mask on his face. As long as he didn't admit it, even if Cui Chong had the body, he couldn't immediately prove that he was a fake!

They have no evidence, and he's not afraid of being confronted!

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhenghang forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart and forced an expression of disbelief onto his face.

His eyes widened slightly, his tone tinged with confusion and grievance: "Dead? Officer Cui, you can't just say that! I was standing right here, how could I be dead?"

He paused, as if suddenly realizing something, his brows furrowed, and his tone became serious: "Could it be... that those who kidnapped me did this just to impersonate me and do some evil deeds outside? They want me to take the blame for them?"

At this point, he looked at Cui Chong, his eyes filled with urgency.

"Officer Cui, if that's really the case, you'd better send someone to find the place where I'm being held and arrest those bandits!"

Since they were capable of such heinous acts, there must be an even bigger conspiracy at play!

Cui Chong held the knife, watching him silently with sharp, eagle-like eyes as he watched "Zhou Zhenghang" perform.

Zhou Zhenghang continued, "However, when I escaped back, they seemed to have started fighting amongst themselves. They were fighting fiercely and have probably scattered and fled by now. It won't be easy to find that place."

He changed the subject, his eyes showing some hesitation, as if he found it difficult to speak. After a moment, he slowly said, "Why don't we... ask the Prince?"

Perhaps... perhaps the prince has some clues?

After all, when I escaped, I vaguely heard the fighting men mention "the Prince's Mansion," so this matter might be related to the Prince's Mansion.

He deliberately spoke ambiguously, making no direct accusations while directing the criticism towards the Prince of Zhennan's residence.

Cui Chong took a step forward, interrupting him coldly: "Are you implying that the Prince of Zhennan's mansion is colluding with thieves and trying to use your identity to commit evil deeds?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd fell silent instantly, exchanging bewildered glances.

In the crowd, Bee Whistle gritted his teeth in anger, unable to hold back any longer.

He squeezed out a little from the crowd, deliberately raised his voice, and angrily said to "Zhou Zhenghang": "What you said is too heartless! Don't we all know how good the Prince and Princess are to the people of Youcheng?"

He pointed to the surrounding streets and alleys, his tone excited: "Putting everything else aside, even before the old city is fully renovated, countless people have already benefited!"

"Also, open your eyes and look at the road under your feet. The roads outside the city used to be full of potholes and muddy when it rained. Now they are so smooth."

So many people are still receiving treatment at the clinic. The Princess is working day and night without even time to rest, and you dare to falsely accuse them of colluding with thieves?

"Are they going to dismantle the bridge before we've even crossed the river?"

When he said that, everyone responded enthusiastically.

"Your Highness and Princess have done so many good things for us, how can you say such ungrateful things!" An elderly man with gray hair also stood up and glared angrily at "Zhou Zhenghang".

"That's right! We won't allow them to slander the Prince and Princess!"