The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Mao Shi was the time when the sky was about to dawn. If Chao Yun did not burn paper but managed to infiltrate the main courtyard and kill him, it would be possible.

"Take this officer to the West Crossing Courtyard to have a look." Zhen Shicheng took a deep look at Chao Yun and temporarily stopped the questioning.

A group of people flocked to the West Cross Courtyard.

At Zhen Shicheng's request, the maid led the crowd to a corner of the courtyard and pointed to the ground: "This is it."

Jiang seemed to squeeze in front of him without a trace, and when he took a closer look, he saw that black ashes faintly remained on the ground.

Zhen Shicheng stared at the ground thoughtfully.

The ground here seems a little strange-

He walked there thinking this way, raised his foot and touched the ground tentatively.

A slightly soft feeling came.

Zhen Shicheng's expression changed, and he immediately ordered his subordinates: "Dig it up and take a look."

A yamen immediately stepped forward to excavate.

Except for the top layer of floating soil, the soil below was very soft, and the yamen quickly dug out a burden.

"There really is something!" There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.

At this moment, everyone stared intently at the dug out package, but Jiang Xi and Zhen Shicheng looked at Chaoyun at the same time.

A person's first reaction is always the most real.

It's a pity that the two are destined to be disappointed. Xu Chaoyun's heart has been ashes for too long. At this moment, there is still no expression on his face, neither nervous nor surprised.

Zhen Shicheng sighed, his eyes met the girl in the green shirt and white skirt, and he almost couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.

When he discovers a major clue, he does not look at the physical evidence, but observes the reaction of the suspect. This is the experience accumulated over the years, and the little girl in front of him is not as old as his son, and it is impossible to have any experience. It is talent and understanding.

This is really a good seed.

Zhen Shicheng's heart of cherishing talents is itching again.

Master Zhen has a problem. When his heart itch, he likes to stroke his beard. After several times of strokes, he broke two beards before he came back to his senses. His face was covering the pain and he said, "Open it and take a look."

"Yes." The yamen immediately opened the burden.

These yamen are experienced and experienced people, and they are very careful when opening the baggage, and soon the objects in the baggage are revealed in front of everyone.

It was a bloody garment.

There was a sudden sound of gasping from the crowd.

Zhen Shicheng took a step forward, squatted down and looked at the bloody clothes.

The material and style of the clothes are very inconspicuous, and the color is suitable for middle-aged women.

Mrs. Yongchang was stabbed to death by the candlestick, and the bed was covered with blood. It was difficult for the murderer to keep her clothes clean. This bloody clothes was almost certainly what the murderer wore when he committed the murder.

Zhen Shicheng stood up and fixedly looked at Chao Yun: "Did you bury this bloody coat?"

Chaoyun was silent.

Zhen Shicheng was very patient, but Yong Changbo couldn't help but be furious: "What else do you ask, it must be the wife who was killed by this cheap servant!"

Chao Yun suddenly looked at Yong Chang Bo, his bloodless lips trembling violently.

"Uncle, don't be impatient." Zhen Shicheng advised.

Uncle Yongchang pointed at the blood-clothed clothes, and his face was extremely ugly: "What else should I say if the evidence is conclusive? Killing for life, not to mention that this lowly servant has murdered his wife... Your Excellency, this lowly servant will be handed over to you!"

Zhen Shicheng looked at Chaoyun who said nothing, and always felt that something was not right.

Was Mrs. Yongchang Uncle really killed by Chaoyun?

Although Chaoyun had enough motives to kill, and there was evidence of the bloody clothes buried in the yard, it was not so simple to kill a big living person with a candlestick.

The woman in front of her was thin and frail, with a feeling of being blown away by the wind. Do you really have the strength to stab someone to death with a candlestick?

Seeing that Zhen Shicheng didn't respond, Yong Changbo suddenly went to draw the sword from Xie Yinlou's waist.

Xie Yin downstairs subconsciously held down the hilt of the sword.

Uncle Yongchang didn't move, and shouted, "Let go!"

Xie Yinlou didn't react much to his father's words, but instead looked at Zhen Shicheng.

Uncle Yongchang was furious: "Stinky boy, let me go, don't you want to avenge your mother?"

Xie Yinlou pressed the hilt of the sword and said calmly: "Of course the son wants to avenge his mother,

The premise is to identify the murderer. "

The fact that he didn't have the strength to have a son made Uncle Yong Chang a bit furious. He turned his head to Zhen Shicheng and said, "Master Zhen, could it be that these can't prove that she is the murderer?"

Zhen Shicheng stroked his beard and said after deliberation: "There are still many doubts in this, and human life is at stake, so naturally we can't draw conclusions hastily."

He knew that more than 80% of the officials in charge of criminal names in Dazhou could close the case only by speculation. As long as the speculation is reasonable, even if there is no conclusive evidence, the suspect will still be identified as the murderer.

But he won't.

As long as it is a case he handles, he would rather become an unsolved case due to the limitation of his ability, and will not conclude the case only by inference.

Skynet is sloppy and not leaking, there is always the possibility of solving unsolved cases, but once a person dies in vain, he will never be able to live again.

Behind every deceased person, there are countless tears of relatives.

"What else is there to doubt?" His wife died violently, and Tongfang was the biggest suspect, which made it difficult for Yongchangbo to calm down.

"When was the last time you saw Chaoyun?" Zhen Shicheng didn't answer Yong Changbo's words, and continued to ask the two maids.

A maid said, "My aunt gave her hot water before she went to bed. It was probably the beginning of Hai."

This time coincided with the time Chaoyun said to fall asleep.

Zhen Shicheng said to Uncle Yongchang: "One of the doubts is how Chaoyun sneaked into the main courtyard and hid in the closet of Mrs. Uncle's bedroom after the early 1980s."

Yongchangbo was dumbfounded for a while.

At that time, he and his wife had just rested and hadn't even fallen asleep, unless Chaoyun was an immortal to avoid his eyes and eyes and hide in the closet.

"But how to explain the bloody clothes? Nine times out of ten, the time when she burned the paper was after her wife was killed. She probably killed her wife and burned the paper to bury the bloody clothes."

"But I still can't explain how she hid in the closet." Zhen Shicheng reminded calmly.

The most important thing is that it doesn't make sense. No matter how the other fits, he will not arbitrarily detain the crime of the real murderer on a person's head.

Uncle Yongchang thought for a while, and suddenly his face changed: "Someone hid in the closet, it has always been just Lord Zhen's guess, right? Maybe the fingerprints in the closet were left by the maid by chance, not the murderer."

Jiang Si coughed lightly and interjected: "Uncle, there is a speculation that someone hiding in the wardrobe is a niece. Master Zhen just agreed with the niece's guess. You forgot that it was in the wardrobe that the strangely angled fingerprints were found. Only then did you clear your suspicions—"

Yongchangbo was speechless.

Xie Qingyao silently supported his forehead.

In order to prove that Tongfang was the murderer, he overturned the previous conclusion and successfully re-branded himself as the murderer. My father is really amazing...

Yong Changbo's misfire made Zhen Shicheng smile at Jiang Si.

He said, still this girl is sweet.

At this time, the sweet girl smiled back at Zhen Shicheng: "Master Zhen, I don't think Chaoyun is the murderer."