Seeing Duan Fei's surprised look, Yan Captou comforted him: "Don't be afraid, as long as we handle this case first and do it steadily, the people in Dongchang will have no excuses, and at most it will only cost some money. Don’t be too nervous.”
Duan Fei calmed down and said: "Then we have to step up. Today, in addition to finding the murder scene, we also found a clue. It is said that on the evening of the 10th, the chef Tan of Helailou once lost a set of The knife is most likely the murder weapon. No matter what, bring him and his new knife back first. For a famous chef, even if the knife he is used to is replaced with a new one, it will be similar to the original one. It should be able to be used for Compared."
The two discussed a few words, and Yan Captou went to Helai Building to arrest Chef Tan, while Duan Fei walked towards the mortuary. He happened to see Shi Bin coming out of the official's dormitory and shouted to him: "Brother Fei , haven’t you eaten yet?”
Duan Fei nodded and said: "Well, I don't feel hungry. By the way, I met Black Monkey earlier and he said some strange things to me. Did he say anything to me before I fell into coma? I can tell you mentioned?"
Shi Bin said: "It seems not, but Black Monkey had a quarrel with you last month, after he and his uncle came back from other places, but neither of you told us why. Just...well, when you mentioned it, I remembered one thing. When Yan Captou and I were looking for people to ask around just now, the waiter came to me and said that tonight **** would gather everyone to decide on a major matter. He asked me and Brother Fei if you wanted to go, and he couldn’t tell what the matter was, so I refused at that time. We are all undercover, so it’s better to stay less involved in those political affairs..."
"You're right, I guess it's not a good thing. Don't worry about them. Where are you going now? Do you want to follow me to the mortuary?" Duan Fei asked.
Shi Bin fled away hesitatingly, and the mortuary was unlucky. Who would go there all the time if they had nothing to do?
As soon as Duan Fei walked into the small courtyard of the mortuary, Yang Sen came up to him happily and said, "Brother Duan, has the case been solved? I have made a great contribution."
Duan Fei snorted and just went to inspect the dead pig. Yang Sen noticed something was wrong and asked cautiously: "Brother Duan, what happened? Did I do something wrong?"
Duan Fei said calmly: "It's not wrong, it's just that someone convicted a person with a little bit of evidence obtained from you and tortured him in court to extract a confession."
"Is it Mr. Xu?" Yang Sen rolled his eyes and said angrily: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have said anything casually."
"Forget it, you have to answer when he asks, what happened to the fist mark? There was no record during the autopsy that day." Duan Fei asked.
Yang Sen said: "Well, this was only discovered this morning. I was going to tell you, but you had already left, but you didn't want to bump into Mr. Xu. Grandpa said that the fist mark was shallow and did not show up at the time. Last night I washed the body with potion, and then it slowly came out."
Duan Fei nodded suddenly. In the 21st century, forensic autopsy also needs to use special potions to clean the body, so that some bruises and wounds that were not visible before can be found. Unexpectedly, the ancients in China have already used this trick.
Duan Fei encouraged: "You did a good job. Do you know when the fist mark was printed? How long before Lu Lan died? Or was he beaten at the time of death? Can you tell?"
Yang Sen said: "Well, grandpa said that the punch mark was made two hours before his death. Lu Lan was a bit fat, and the punch was relatively weak. At most, it made him fall, so there was no obvious bruise.
It only became visible this morning after applying the medicinal wine, and the color is very light, which means that the congestion was almost dispersed before death, at least two hours later."
This was an answer that was beyond Duan Fei's expectation. No wonder Yang Sen proudly said to everyone that his grandfather was the number one author in Jiangnan.
After leaving the mortuary, Duan Fei came to the county government prison. There was no scene of people shouting for injustice. Even Song Chi and Liu Qi, who were sent in by Duan Fei himself, just looked at him indifferently and focused on catching lice on their bodies.
went.
The jailer took Duan Fei to the cell where Lu Da was imprisoned. Duan Fei said to the man huddled on the haystack through the cell: "Lu Da, let me ask you, when did you defeat Lu Lan and steal the money?
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Lu Da opened his eyes and glanced at Duan Fei lightly, then closed his eyes again.
Even if Lu Da didn't kill anyone, his wounding and robbery of property was a serious crime in the Ming Dynasty. What's more, that person was still his master. This problem was even more serious. Beheading was considered a minor offense. A person with no future would naturally ask for everything.
Not interested.
Duan Fei was not angry, and turned to ask the prison boss: "According to the Ming Dynasty law, what is the punishment for a slave who hurts his master and robs his master's money?"
The jailer said: "It all depends on the situation. If the sentence is light, you can be beaten with a stick and exiled for thousands of miles. If the sentence is serious, you may be hanged or beheaded."
Lu Da snorted, turned over and ignored it. Duan Fei said: "Lu Da, I know there is a reason for you to do this. If you can provide clues to help us catch your master's murderer and perform meritorious service, then
In addition, since you surrendered yourself, Mr. Min will give you a lighter sentence at his discretion, maybe even exile. If you don't report the information and we can't solve the case, I'm afraid Mr. Min won't be happy either. Then you will suffer.
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Lu Da seemed to be persuaded. He turned over, slowly opened his eyes, and said, "Why should I believe you?"
Duan Fei said leisurely: "Believe it or not, you have no choice now. Do you feel ashamed of your master? Let me tell you another news. This case may involve a cult. When Dongchang intervenes, you will wait to talk to Mrs. Lu.
Let’s kill each other in the street together in public.”
Duan Fei was making false threats, but the name Dongchang was no joke. "What!" Lu Da jumped up in shock. The heavy shackles on his body seemed to have no effect, but he immediately groaned in pain and fell to his knees.
The splint torture still caused great harm to him.
Duan Fei looked at him coldly, this guy deserved to suffer a lot, who said he was obsessed with money?
Lu Da knelt and crawled to the wooden fence, held the fence with both hands and shouted: "I didn't kill anyone, and my mistress didn't do anything wrong. Why should I involve her?"
Duan Fei said calmly: "I can reason with you, but the people in Dongchang can't. Your master Lu Lan was tortured with three knives and six holes while burning yellow paper to worship ghosts and gods, and his throat was cut and he drank blood wine.
Damn it, this is a typical cult style, if you don’t tell me the truth, you won’t have to tell me the truth again.”
"No!" Lu Da hissed miserably: "Master, you died so miserably..."
Duan Fei looked at him coldly. Lu Da cried for a while, then suddenly woke up and shouted to Duan Fei: "Master Cha, Master Cha, I didn't kill anyone. I just borrowed some money from you that day. Master doesn't allow it."
In a moment of obsession, I knocked down the master, robbed his money and left. It was at the end of the Youshi period, and I had just passed Tonghai Bridge and had not yet reached the roadside of Beimenwai Street. Someone saw it at that time. Please tell them, master.
Come here, they can testify for me that I robbed the money and ran away, and I didn't leave until I saw the master entering the city from a distance."
"Oh, you are still a little loyal... Lu Lan raised you and treated you well, why do you want to steal his money?" Duan Fei asked casually, secretly making a calculation in his heart. At the end of Youshi, which was almost seven o'clock in the evening, three
It was already getting dark at the beginning of the month. Maybe someone followed Lu Lan into the city, or maybe he suddenly became murderous after seeing Lu Lan in the city. However, Lu Lan should just go south and then west along the road to go home. Isn't the murderer at the gate of the city?
They kidnapped him on the street from afar and took him to the east of the city?
At this time, Lu Da replied: "It's all my fault for being a gambler. The master has lent me a lot of money and warned me many times, but I can't help it... I asked the master to borrow money again that day, and the master refused.
He said that if I gambled again, he would drive me away. I...I was confused for a moment..."
Duan Fei abandoned Lu Da, who was blaming himself, and left the prison. Lu Da said that he regretted after injuring the old man, but the pressure from the casino to press for debts made him hesitate and hide in a friend's house until someone told him today
Lu Lan died, so he desperately returned to the Lu family to plead guilty, but unfortunately it was already too late.
"Who can kidnap a living person on the street without attracting attention? Relatives and friends? Official officials? Or..." Duan Fei was thinking hard when he saw Yan Captou tying up his stride with an iron chain.
Walking towards the cell, Duan Fei stopped in shock. Yan Captou said to Duan Fei: "A Fei, this is Tan Mao, the cook of Helailou."