Chapter Thirty-six [Martial arts masters in Daming]
"Blood, the tree is bleeding!" Shi Bin screamed in fright. The other detectives also felt it was strange, and they all looked at the bleeding tree in silence.
At this time, Wang Shangong roared angrily: "What are you doing? Pay for the dragon's blood tree I have planted for ten years!"
Duan Fei was the first to understand. He patted Shi Bin on the head and laughed: "Idiot, this is the precious dragon's blood tree. That's not blood, it's the sap of the tree! After drying, it's a kind of medicinal material, which seems to be called
The light is not good now, and there is a lantern shining on it, so it looks like blood."
Everyone suddenly smiled. Duan Fei picked up the tree trunk that had been cut into a short cylindrical shape. He smiled and said to Wang Shangong, "Second Young Master, I'm sorry. This is evidence from the scene. We have the right to bring it with you."
Let’s go, Second Young Master, have a good rest, let’s go!”
Everyone left in a hurry. Duan Fei let out a long sigh of relief after coming out of the strict Wang family. Somehow, after walking back and forth from Wang's family all night, his heart always seemed to be pressed by a stone, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
It wasn't until I came out and stood on the street that I felt better.
Shi Bin looked at the evidence in Duan Fei's hand curiously and said, "Brother Fei, how did you know there would be evidence in the garden?"
Duan Fei smiled and said: "I made a guess. I didn't expect that I guessed it right. However, I am not making a random guess without any basis. According to my speculation, Wang Shangong's wife also went through a struggle when she died..."
Everyone who heard this said "Oh" unique to men, with a look of realization and confusion on their faces. Duan Fei kicked Shi Bin and said with a smile: "Where are you thinking? It's not what you think.
I think Mrs. Wang is good at kung fu. When she fought with the murderer, she destroyed some household items, such as the old bed. If the bed had not been damaged, why would she need to replace it with another one? What could have been discovered from the signs of damage to the bed?
New clues, but unfortunately Mr. Wang will never cooperate. Even if I ask him, he will say that the bed has been chopped into firewood and burned. When I meet such a deceased husband who refuses to cooperate, I have no choice.
"
Shi Yufeng smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe he has some prejudices against us. After all, this case has been dragged on for too long. Fei, please continue, I want to hear it too."
Duan Fei nodded and said: "Just when I was disappointed and wanted to leave, I suddenly found that the light shining through the window paper was bright and dark, so I found that one piece of the window paper was darker, and it seemed that another piece was added behind because of damage.
Naturally, a double-layered window paper cannot transmit light as well as a single-layered window paper. The patched window paper was about the size of a fist. I was helpless at the time. When I saw such a hole in the window, I wondered in my mind what could have damaged the window.
Why did you create such a hole?"
"The wind was impossible. I stood in front of the window and took a closer look. I found that the damage looked like it had been cut open by a sharp object. So I suddenly thought, could it be that someone threw a throwing knife and cut the window paper?
In order to avoid misjudgment or being blocked by Young Master Wang Er, I said nothing. After seeing the direction clearly, I left and went out to try to find clues in the small garden. Because the direction determined through the window was very vague, I called Wang Er again.
The young master opened the window, and with the bed as a comparison, his goal was much clearer, so he quickly found the old scar."
"According to my guess, this should be left by some kind of hidden weapon, such as a throwing knife or a sleeve arrow. Once I find a carpenter to dig out the hard scars on the dragon's blood tree that have healed, I can find some clay and stuff it in, and wait for the clay to dry.
After carefully taking out the mold, you can know what at least the tip of the murder weapon looks like, and if you ask a weapons expert, you will know roughly what the murder weapon is."
Most people suddenly nodded when they heard this. The eyes of several agents such as Shi Bin and Guo Wei showed undisguised admiration. Capt. Yan and Mr. Shi couldn't help but give Duan Fei a thumbs up and said "Wow!"
"I'm going to find a carpenter!" Shi Bin said.
"I'm going to find the blacksmith!" Guo Wei said.
Duan Fei smiled and said: "Don't worry, everyone has been tired all night, so let's find a place to rest first and eat something to comfort our stomachs."
Although there is no obvious breakthrough in the case, everyone's confidence in solving the case has greatly increased, and they all obey the order happily. Even the chief arrester Shi Yufeng is no exception. The chief arrestor is also an agent. Usually he is only responsible for maintaining law and order and catching thieves. The chief arrester is different from ordinary arresters.
The only difference between the police officers is that the criminals they arrest are of different levels. Shi Yufeng is not good at solving crimes, so he would like to have someone make decisions for him.
Although it was only early in the morning (five o'clock in the morning), the sky was already getting brighter, and the diligent shopkeepers had already started preparing breakfast. Everyone found a shop, and hot crab buns were quickly served, and they asked for a bowl of preserved eggs.
Meat flower porridge, just smelling the aroma has already made people hungry after a busy night.
Everyone no longer cares about the official rank at this moment. The hululu is delicious, but the appearance of eating it is really ugly. Fortunately, there are few pedestrians now, otherwise the chief arrest of the government, the dignified seventh-grade official, is actually seen gobbling it up in a street shop.
However, it would jeopardize the official reputation, or even lead to impeachment and loss of official status.
Shi Yufeng ate happily, patted his belly and laughed and said: "Haha, today is the most delicious meal in the past half month. I can't even eat the whole seafood banquet presented by Wang's family."
"Well, I have no appetite for anything when I think of the case and I have no clue. Now I finally have some hope. Chief, it's time for you to have a good sleep today?" Deputy Chief Wang of Baoying County said in a flattering tone.
"Ha, I'm energetic now. How can I sleep unless I catch the murderer? It's not too late to have a comfortable sleep after catching that bastard." Mr. Shi looked at Duan Fei and said, "A Fei, what are you thinking about?
What? But do you know who the murderer is?"
Duan Fei smiled, thought, and asked in a seemingly serious yet casual manner: "Commander, if you face the murderer, how sure are you of catching him?"
Shi Yufeng was startled, his eyes dimmed, he was silent for a moment, and finally replied: "I am not your opponent..."
Duan Fei smiled bitterly and said, "Then what should we do? Even if we know who the murderer is, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch him."
Shi Yufeng perked up and said: "Don't be afraid, we have invited many masters through our relationships, including Shaolin Master Yuanzheng, Wudang Taoist Master Qingxu, Huashan He Shenghe Shaoxia, Dongchang Hai Gonggong, etc., they are all today's top masters.
As long as a master knows who the murderer is, no matter how powerful he is, he will never be able to escape from the hands of these masters!"
Duan Fei almost spit out the contents of his mouth. He said in shock: "Shaolin? Wudang? Eunuch Hai? Are there really martial arts masters in this world?"
Shi Yufeng chuckled and said: "This is not a secret, but you don't know about it? You should be very well-informed as a police officer, right?"
Yan Captou hurriedly made up for Duan Fei's amnesia, and Shi Yufeng suddenly said: "It's no wonder, there are indeed martial arts masters in this world. To tell you the truth, I am a Shaolin disciple, but it's a pity that I'm not good at it."
, I have only learned a little bit about Shaolin Kung Fu, otherwise I wouldn’t have allowed that damn murderer to run amok to this day!”
Duan Fei murmured: "Forget it if you want to become a monk from Shaolin... Wudang... Chief Catcher, that... that master of Huashan Sect, Chief Catcher, can you recommend me?"
Mr. Shi was about to answer when suddenly his eyes widened and he looked behind Duan Fei with his mouth wide open. Duan Fei turned around in surprise and saw a tall and muscular man in his early thirties standing behind him, and another
There was a big boy of fifteen or sixteen years old following closely behind. The rough man raised his hands to everyone cheerfully and said: "There is no need for an introduction. I am Huashan He Sheng. This is my junior brother Yue Yuqi, Mr. Shi."
morning."
Chief Inspector Shi chuckled and said, "Cao Cao is here. This is the arrester specially sent by my Lord Tong Xia - Duan Fei, He Shaoxia, you two should get close to each other."
He Sheng looked at Duan Fei carefully, and Duan Fei also looked at him carefully after he turned around and stood up. After looking at each other for a long time, the two of them cupped their hands and smiled at the same time: "Nice to meet you..."
After being polite, Duan Fei hurriedly asked He Sheng, "Brother He, are the Huashan Sect's rules strict?"
He Sheng said in surprise: "This... is not very strict."
Duan Fei asked again: "Are the Huashan Sect's standards for selecting disciples high?"
He Sheng looked strange and replied: "No...it's not that high..."
When Duan Fei heard this, he immediately said with a smile: "Senior Brother He, please help me with your recommendation and let me become a disciple and join the Huashan Sect!"