When Shi Yufeng led Duan Fei and the others to the next scene, he became more energetic. He clicked his tongue and said: "After killing Wang Shangui, the murderer became more and more cruel. He didn't even let go of women. We also suspected that he was from the Wang family.
Enemies did it, but the Wang family said they had no enemies. People in Hai'an town couldn't tell who the Wang family had any enmity with. It's really strange. The killer killed the Wang family one after another like pigs, but we couldn't find them.
Any suspicious suspects."
"The Wang family has no enemies in business? Are they all doing exclusive business? Even if they are good to others, there will always be disputes over gains and losses in the business world, and it is impossible for everyone to make money?" Duan Fei questioned.
Shi Yufeng said: "That's what makes people feel even more strange. We investigated openly and secretly for a long time, but we couldn't find anyone who had such deep hatred for the Wang family. It wasn't until later that someone wrote a letter exposing the Wang family's collusion with Japanese pirates for smuggling, and the matter didn't come to light.
We had some clues, but we couldn't find any evidence of the Wang family's smuggling. After investigating, we learned some inside stories... The relationship network behind the Wang family is quite complex. We suspect that the Wang family is laundering money for a big shot. Of course, this is just a guess.
"
Duan Fei was secretly awestruck, this case was far from as simple as he originally thought, and he might not even know how he died.
Shi Yufeng said in a low voice: "What the higher-ups are saying now is that as long as the murderer is caught, the Wang family also wants to put things to rest. Let's not worry about the smuggling. We can just find the murderer."
Duan Fei suddenly realized that such a case could never be covered up by Yangzhou Prefecture. It turned out that there were bigger figures above paying attention to the case. No wonder no news of it had spread.
Duan Fei is naturally not qualified to take care of these things behind his current identity. All he has to do is follow the clues to catch the murderer.
Duan Fei and the others arrived at the home of the second young master of the Wang family, and his wife also died in the study room of his home.
"Madam is good at painting. After finishing her housework, she would often paint some flowers and plants in the study to pass the time. That day she was painting in the study, and the servants did not dare to disturb her. Until Shen Shizhong sent someone from the kitchen to ask Madam what dinner should be prepared.
At some point, the maid discovered that Madam is dead..." The housekeeper who was woken up rubbed his sleepy eyes and pointed, this was the first complete blood stain that Duan Fei saw after he came to Rugao to investigate the case.
"How did she die? Why is there so little blood?" Duan Fei looked at the blood and asked in confusion.
The housekeeper hesitated for a moment and replied: "Wu Zuo said that Madam... Madam was stabbed through the throat with a sharp instrument and died. As for why there was not much blood, I don't know."
"I've seen the corpse, and that's what it says on it. The reason is unknown. Maybe he died because his airway was cut, but his blood was not injured," Mr. Shi said.
"Perhaps? When this corpse work is handed down, we need to hit twenty big boards first!" Duan Fei said angrily: "Since Song Ci, the executioner of the Song Dynasty, passed down the "Collection of the Purge of Wrongs", there have been strict requirements for filling in the corpse form.
, what does 'waiting for the examination to be completed, fill in the truth'? I can't even figure out how the person died, this crime should be beaten!"
Duan Fei's sudden burst of anger made Chief Inspector Shi secretly awestruck. He also felt that the gangster was incompetent, but he didn't feel it as strongly as Duan Fei. Seeing Duan Fei's anger, he agreed: "Yes, this gangster really deserves to be beaten.
I'll give him a good beating myself after daybreak to see if he dares to respond in vain in the future."
As soon as the voice changed, Mr. Shi asked: "A Fei, do you see any clues?"
Duan Fei snorted, stared at the housekeeper, and sneered: "This is not a murder scene at all. It's weird if you can see anything."
"Ah!" Several exclamations resounded in the study. Mr. Shi already trusted Duan Fei's words. He grabbed the butler's neck with his backhand, lifted him up in front of him, and said ferociously: "What a courageous dog."
, how dare you fake the scene to deceive me!"
The butler was surprised and quickly regained his composure. He shouted: "Sir, we are wronged. How dare we fake the scene? Don't believe his nonsense, sir. This is clearly the place where my wife was murdered!"
"Huh, am I talking nonsense? I faked the scene to obstruct the investigation of the case, Mr. Chief Arrester. How should I deal with this guy after I expose his lies?" Duan Fei asked with a sneer.
Chief Inspector Shi chuckled and said: "If the murderer is found guilty of being an accomplice, he will receive at least a hundred slaps and be exiled. The sentence is quite severe. In a serious case of serial murder like this, the accomplices can be executed."
The butler was quite stubborn and was not afraid at all. He was still retorting. Duan Fei shouted: "Stop talking nonsense. The lack of blood is just the least doubtful thing about me. The blood drops on the ground are round in shape, which means they are all vertical."
Dripping, imagine if a person only had her trachea cut, and she was not dead for a while, wouldn't she struggle? Wouldn't her hands cover her neck and be stained with blood? Wouldn't it be everywhere when she struggled and crawled?
Are they all? It’s ridiculous that you actually faked the traces of blood splatters. Unfortunately, I can see at a glance that the blood stains were clearly made by someone who cut their fingers and threw them up. They are not real splatters of blood at all!"
It is indeed difficult for ordinary people to see the problem before the answer to many things is revealed. When Duan Fei revealed the basis for his judgment, the dullest people present had expressions of realization on their faces, not to mention this smart butler? He knew that he could no longer hide it.
However, no matter how much Mr. Shi pressed, he would not speak.
Duan Fei patted his hands that were stained with dust because he was lying on the ground, and sneered: "You don't need to ask me to guess where the real scene is, it's just the bedroom, bathroom, toilet, etc. If you don't believe that the head catcher can
Go check it out immediately."
"No need." A calm and composed middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from outside the study, and Wang Shangong, the second young master of the Wang family, proudly appeared outside the door.
"Master, this old slave is incompetent..." The steward knelt down to plead guilty. Wang Shangong waved his hand and said: "I asked you to fake the scene. I don't blame you for this. The Yamen finally sent a smart man. This is very good. There is hope for solving the case.
Now, what do I blame you for? Go, just have me here."
Mr. Shi's face was a little dark. Anyone could hear the flavor of Mr. Wang's words. Mr. Shi snorted and said, "Young Master Wang, faking the murder scene is a serious crime!"
Wang Shangong curled his lips and smiled contemptuously, and said: "Yes, I faked the scene, so what? Zhuo Jing's death was a bit indecent, which harmed the reputation of the Wang family. What crime did I have to cover up for her?"
Mr. Shi remembered the three locations Duan Fei guessed, and he was even more impressed. He couldn't help but look at Duan Fei.
Duan Fei snorted and said: "Solving the case is important. I don't want to bother with you about these side issues. Now that your wife has been buried, there is nothing to hide. Take us to the real crime scene."
"People have been dead for so long, what else is there to see?" Wang Shanggong asked puzzledly.
Duan Fei sneered and said: "I thought Er Shao Wang was really smart... I can still see so many flaws in this fake scene after so long, let alone the real scene? Maybe there are clues to solve the case.
In this scene, the words have come to this, and if you continue to push back and forth, you really intend to obstruct the government's handling of the case! Could it be that the second young master knows the murderer?"
"Don't slander anyone. Since you want to see it, it's up to you." Wang Shangong finally gave in and took Duan Fei and others to his bedroom.
"This is where Zhuo Jing died." Wang Shangong pointed to the edge of the bed and said expressionlessly.
The blood stains on the ground had long been cleaned up, and Duan Fei found that the wooden floors had been pried out and replaced with new ones. This Wang Shangong really knew how to clean up the scene.
"Why do people from the Wang family like to lay wooden floors..." Shi Bin squatted beside Duan Fei, touching the smooth wooden floor and murmured in a low voice: "If it gets stained, wouldn't it have to be replaced again? It's not like this if you have money.
It’s flowers.”
Duan Fei's heart moved. The Wang family really likes to lay wooden floors. In the 21st century, almost every house in China has wooden floors, so Duan Fei didn't pay attention to it. This small problem was discovered by Shi Bin, but the Ming Dynasty
Duan Fei didn't know whether wooden floors were popular among wealthy people at that time, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with the case. Duan Fei forgot about it and didn't take it to heart.
"Besides the wooden floor, what else has the second young master changed in this bedroom?" Duan Fei asked casually after looking around for a while.
"No, I don't even plan to live here anymore, what else can I change?" Wang Shanggong also replied casually.
"Nonsense!" Duan Fei sneered: "Since you don't want to live here anymore, why do you want to change the floor? The color of this rosewood bed is still new, and the smell is still strong. Is it an old bed with new paint? Second Young Master, these
Everything has nothing to do with your wife’s reputation, so what else do you want to hide?”
Wang Shangong's eyes trembled for a moment, and he replied: "It doesn't matter if it's a new one. It's a dead house. What does it mean if I replace everything? You obviously can't find any clues and are messing around. You've seen enough."
No? I have a visitor in the morning, so I need to catch up on my sleep first. If you have nothing to do, go and look elsewhere."
At this moment, the sky was getting slightly brighter. Duan Fei took a breath and looked around carefully. Just when he was about to look back, he suddenly realized something. He walked forward and took a serious look at the window, and then left.
Wang Shangong only sent them out of the bedroom, and then closed the bedroom door heavily.
"Such a person is also called Shan Gong?" Guo Wei murmured: "Such a person doesn't have any enemies when doing business?"
"Perhaps my wife is upset after her death." Captain Yan said, "Master Chief, should we find a place to rest next? We have been busy all night and it is almost dawn."
"No rush, there's one more thing... It's not too late to go have a rest and have breakfast after finishing it!" Duan Fei smiled mysteriously, stopped, turned around and looked at the small garden in front of Wang Shanggong's bedroom, it seemed that
Having found his target, he quickly walked into it.
It was just getting dark, and everyone held up lanterns and followed Duan Fei into the garden in confusion. Duan Fei's eyes were wandering in the garden, and occasionally he looked back at Wang Shanggong's bedroom, not knowing what he was looking for.
While everyone was wondering, Duan Fei suddenly shouted: "Second Young Master, please open the window."
Wang Shangong quickly opened the window and looked out, impatiently saying: "Why don't you leave? What are you doing in my garden?"
Duan Fei looked through the window and found a place where he could see the edge of the bed. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Second Young Master, for opening the window and pointing me out. I think I will find it soon..."
He turned back and raised the lantern to search for himself, and soon found a flat wound on a tree as thick as a bowl, which looked a bit like the mark left by the tip of a sword, but the wound seemed narrower and deeper than the tip of the sword.
Duan Fei happily pointed at the wound and said, "Sir, I want to take this wound back for study. This is the only physical evidence found at the murder scene."
Without saying a word, Mr. Shi took out his knife, first slashing an inch above the wound, and then an inch below the wound. The small tree fell down with a crash, and Duan Fei was about to admire Mr. Shi's skill.
Using his sword skills, he saw bright red sap oozing out from the broken part of the tree, just like blood.dd