Yangzhou City, Magistrate Residence.
Magistrate Wei Qiancheng was about 50 years old and sat on the main seat.
Looking at the couple holding the memorial tablets in their arms, he felt extremely helpless.
"You can be considered my family. Why are you still making trouble like other ignorant people? If I had the ability, I would have caught the murderer and brought him to justice long ago!"
Wei Qiancheng's hair had been turning white recently. Although the Imperial Court had sent a few Xiantian experts to assist in the investigation, they had never been solved.
He still wanted to catch the murderer immediately so that he could give the Imperial Court an explanation.
"Magistrate Wei, your nephew is only seven years old. He has been missing for seven days and there isn't even a single letter. He must have been killed!" The woman said as she wiped away her tears.