Uncle Tie gritted his teeth and smiled, stood up fiercely, looked up at Wen Xiaoyun, his eyes were firm and unafraid, "I am sad because of my wife, and also because of my previous master. This old slave is sincere and sincere, and even more so.
If you walk upright and sit upright, you won't be afraid of others poking your spine!"
"Uncle Tie!" Yuan Niang pushed herself up, her tears falling like broken beads, "Why are you doing this? After all, Yuan Niang can't help you -"
"Madam," upon hearing Yuan Niang's call, a soft color suddenly flashed through Tie Bo's decisive eyes, "You don't have to say anything. From now on, Tie Bo will no longer be able to serve you, so you have to take good care of yourself."
Speaking of what happened next, Uncle Tie, who had been so arrogant just now that he almost wanted to eat people, softened again and choked up his voice.
Yuan Niang could no longer bear it and cried.
The white bird next to him has been writing like flying, but when he remembered this, he couldn't help but paused. Could this be the truth of the matter?
He glanced at Yin Nuo unconsciously, but saw that his eyes were fixed on Wen Xiaoyun, and the corner of his mouth curved into a faint smile.
Bai Yu frowned unconsciously, but he also saw the clues to the matter.
The truth is much deeper than that.
"So," Wen Xiaojun put his hands behind his back and concluded seriously, "Jiang Di is not only the real murderer of the head of state who killed Du Ying'er, but also the initiator of the serial murder case in the deserted house. Now that he has pleaded guilty, Jiang Di's servant Tie Jun
Due to long-standing grudges, I finally killed him before leaving. This case is solved, right?"
Tie Jun knelt down again and kowtowed heavily to Yin Ganhua, "Although the old slave master died in the hands of the old slave, he brought it on himself and deserved it. When the old slave decided to take action, he expected this day. Now the old slave confesses his guilt.
, I am willing to bear all the responsibility for the crime, whether it is killing or beheading, and I will never regret it!"
Yin Qianhua sat up slightly and raised his eyes to look at Wen Xiaoyun, "Wen Xingfang, I have three more questions. You and the master and servant of the Jiang Yuan family should ask them clearly.
First, where does the poison come from?
Second, is there any irrefutable evidence of Jiang Di’s crime?
Third, do the Jiang family have any evidence or clues of their connection with the human trafficker Jiulang?"
Wen Xiaoyun bowed and said, "Reporting to the official, I still have some procedures to go through. After completing the remaining tasks, these questions can be answered one by one."
Yin Qianhua nodded in agreement, "Yes."
Wen Xiaoyun then winked at Yin Nuo. Yin Nuo, who was holding the sword on his waist, immediately raised his hands and slapped his hands twice out of thin air, "Bring the evidence up here."
Immediately two detectives came in carrying a large backpack.
Yin Nuo asked someone to bring two more papers and placed them in front of Jiang Yuanshi and Tie Bo.
The police officers placed the items in their backpacks on the papers one by one.
I saw a few sharp boning knives and two pieces of cut venison on it. There was also a cage with a little kitten in it.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Bai Yu always felt that Jiang Yuanshi's pupils shrank unconsciously when he saw the kitten in the cage.
Then he quickly looked away and returned to normal.
Bai Yu suddenly became more curious about the truth of the matter.
Although he brought Wen Xiaoyun into this case, he didn't know everything about the case.
Things have developed so far, and many things have exceeded his expectations.
"Uncle Tie, please take a look, are these the Jiang Mansion's knives?"
Uncle Tie stretched his neck and narrowed his eyes and looked back and forth twice, "Yes, this is something from our kitchen."
Wen Xiaoyun walked slowly to the case and picked up an oversized kitchen knife. "Now it seems that Jiang Di is the murderer in the case of dismemberment. So what tools will he use to dismember the body?"
Uncle Tie frowned and thought about it for a moment, "Because my wife is in poor health, the doctor said the cold is too severe, so she needs tonic from time to time. Every month, some deer will be slaughtered in the house to replenish my health.
Those kitchen knives for chopping bones will be re-polished about every six months. The old slave remembers that about a year or two ago, the master started to make double copies. One was sent to the kitchen at home, and the other was kept in the warehouse for later use. The master was very fond of it.
Maybe it was the spare batch of knives I used."
Wen Xiaoyun nodded, "Indeed, according to Jiang Di's suicide note, we found the small courtyard where the crime occurred. We found a fragment of Du Ying'er's fingernail inside. After comparison, we confirmed that that place was the crime scene. It was indeed the crime scene.
There is a set of knives just like these."
Uncle Tie asked urgently, "But is it a small, remote courtyard not far from the Plague Manor?"
Wen Xiaoyun: "Yes, that's right there."
Uncle Tie smiled bitterly, "That is also a small warehouse of our Jiang family. It was there that the master first hid other women. It seems that the irrefutable evidence of the master's crime has finally been found."
Wen Xiaojun curled her lips, "Maybe," she said while holding the super large kitchen knife and weighing it. Unexpectedly, her hand slipped and the kitchen knife fell to the ground.
Wen Xiaoyun screamed and jumped away quickly, fearing that the big knife would chop her feet.
With a loud sound of metal hitting, the kitchen knife finally lay on the ground paved with bluestone tiles.
Yinnuo's hand holding the saber suddenly tightened to guard against any sudden situation.