"My son, why did you leave like this! I am old and will not live after you left—" Mrs. Zhao felt her son's cold corpse feeling sad from her heart. No, I have been fed with medicine, and I have tasted the most painful things in the world. Originally thought that his son would finally be able to enjoy the blessings when he grew up, but now he died again, and felt that life was meaningless for a while, Mrs. Zhao stood up and slammed into the pillar.
Someone in the crowd had sharp eyes and quick hands, and quickly grabbed Mrs. Zhao while shouting, "Stop Mrs. Zhao quickly!"
"You let me die. What's the point of living as an old woman like me. When I was young, I killed my husband. When I am old, I will only drag my son to death. I am a disaster when I am alive. It is better to die early!" Mrs. Zhao cried and howled, and everyone who heard it felt sad.
"Hey, Wang Gui, why can't you think about it when you're living a good life! It's really unfilial to leave the old lady alone at home." Aunt Wang next door couldn't help but condemned, both of them had the same surname, and the two families would be neighbors, so they were usually neighbors. good relationship. Although this Wang Gui has no skills, the boss is not young enough to marry a daughter-in-law, and he is very greedy for petty gains, sometimes his teeth itch with anger, but he is a filial man. Now that I can't live a good life, I went to find my own death and left my mother, the only advantage is gone.
Although Mrs. Zhao was in extreme pain, she still couldn't hear others saying that her son was not good, so she choked and said, "Who said my son is not filial! A few days ago, he said that he was going to get rich and wanted to take me to live a good life. My son—are you going to take your mother to enjoy the blessings underground? Just wait, I will burn paper money for you and go down to accompany you."
As Mrs. Zhao said, she was about to stand up and go out to buy paper money, but Aunt Wang quickly stopped her, "You don't need to worry about these things, I just ordered someone to buy them, now let's pack up Wang Gui's body first, and take the paper money I prepared for you earlier. Use the coffin, it’s too late to remake it.”
If there are elderly people in the common people's family, they will prepare the coffin in advance. Mrs. Zhao has always been in poor health, so she ordered Wang Gui to prepare a coffin for herself very early. Hearing that Mrs. Zhao was even more sad, this coffin was made by her son who gritted his teeth and bought good wood for him, but he didn't use it yet, but his son used it first. Mrs. Zhao cried and fell to the ground, she didn't have the energy to buy paper money at all.
"Son, my poor son, why are you so overwhelmed! How can you live without mother, mother doesn't want money as long as you live." The desolate cry made people feel sad.
They are all neighbors in the neighborhood, and whoever has a funeral at home will come to help. After comforting me a few times, I started to talk about it.
When Zhuang Zhong stepped into Wang Gui's house, Wang Gui's body was about to be put into the coffin.
"Wait a minute."
People who were busy stopped what they were doing and turned their heads. Only Mrs. Zhao was watching over Wang Gui's body and weeping bitterly, as if she hadn't heard it.
Aunt Wang saw the extraordinary bearing of the visitor, especially the tall one, which made people feel awe from the bottom of her heart. Aunt Wang was very familiar with Wang Gui's family, she really couldn't figure out how to attract two distinguished guests, so she hurriedly stepped forward and said cautiously: "Young masters, there is something to be done here, I don't know why you two are here?"
Solemnly saluted, "I'm a law student, and I'm currently assisting in handling the case in Dali Temple. I asked Wang Gui because I had something to do with the case. Only now did I find out that he just passed away. May I take a look at him?"
Aunt Wang was even more respectful when she heard this, but she couldn't help beating her heart. Could it be that Wang Gui was involved in some kind of lawsuit, so he couldn't think of committing suicide? Wang Gui seems to have changed suddenly in the past six months, could it be...
Not only him, but everyone else at the scene became worried, fearing that Wang Gui would cause trouble to himself, and even hesitated to leave now. Mrs. Zhao jumped up from the ground when she heard her son's name and afterward.
"My son is the most honest, and he will never do such dirty things! He is dead now, don't insult his reputation!" Mrs. Zhao rushed over excitedly, wanting to find a solemn theory, Feng Huan stretched his legs forward Stepping over, Mrs. Zhao took a cold look and immediately backed up a few steps, feeling chills in her heart and not daring to go any further.
Zhuang Zhong hurriedly said at this moment: "Old man, don't worry, I just came here to ask some questions, it's not that Wang Gui committed any crime."
Aunt Wang was afraid of offending the nobleman, so she quickly comforted her, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhao, if Wang Gui really did something wrong, it would not be these two young masters."
Mrs. Zhao was a timid person, but she couldn't control it because of the loss of her son. Feng Huan gave her such a cold look, and she softened, "But now my son is dead, and I can't ask any questions I want to ask."
Mrs. Zhao couldn't help crying again, "Son, why do you have the heart to leave me, an old lady, alone!"
Zhuang Zhong asked Aunt Wang beside him in a low voice, "How did this Wang Gui die?"
Aunt Wang sighed, "My house lives next door. I heard Aunt Zhao crying and ran over early last night, and saw that Wang Gui had already been hanged to death. It was my man who put him down. I'm so angry, my body is already stiff."
"Can you take the deceased's mother aside first, I want to check on Wang Gui's body."
Aunt Wang was startled, thinking of the solemnity, she whispered something into the ear of Mrs. Zhao who was crying bitterly on Wang Gui's corpse, and Mrs. Zhao was helped aside by her.
Zhuang Zhong approached and squatted down. Due to the informal autopsy, only the exposed parts were examined. During the inspection, Zhuang Zhong turned the body over, and was seen by Mrs. Zhao who turned her head around anxiously, and rushed over, but was stopped by Aunt Wang and others, who could only shout loudly: "What are you going to do to my son?!"
Standing up solemnly, Zhuang Zhong said, "Your son did not commit suicide but was killed."
Granny Zhao, who bared her teeth and claws, stopped struggling immediately, "You, what are you talking about?"
Aunt Wang also exclaimed in disbelief, "What?! How could Wang Gui, who is the most honest, be killed?"
The others couldn't believe it, and they panicked even more. If Wang Gui committed suicide, he would at most help with the funeral. But if they were killed, it would be closely related to them. Thinking that someone around them was killed inexplicably at night, and before the murderer was found, they would not be able to sleep at night!
"This is impossible. Although our alley is a bit remote, it is also very safe. There are not even any thieves. How could Wang Gui be killed?"
"Aunt Zhao, did you lose anything at home?"
Mrs. Zhao was still in shock, she didn't react at all, she was stunned.
But Aunt Wang said: "Don't you know what's going on in the Wang family? Besides, even if you steal something, it won't kill you."
"Young master, how do you know that Wang Gui was killed?" Aunt Wang was worried, and everyone present was panicked by the news.
Zhuang Zhong was not in a hurry to answer, but asked: "What does Wang Gui look like when he is hanged? Is his head forward, sideways or backward?"
"It's the head hanging forward on the beam." Aunt Wang performed it again with two gloves on her neck.
Solemnly squinted his eyes, "The former hanged himself to death, because the arteries and veins in the neck were completely compressed, and the head and face were in a state of ischemia, so his complexion was pale, commonly known as "white hanging death", but the skin of the deceased's face was blue and purple. , This is one of them. The hanged person had epidermis exfoliation in the hanged groove, bleeding points in the skin between the hanged grooves and inside the deep neck groove, and a fracture of the greater horn of the hyoid bone with bleeding, etc., but the hanging corpse did not have these reactions after death. Wang Gui's corpse There is no such reaction, this is the second. The most important thing is that if you hang yourself to death, the scars will appear purple. If you hang the corpse after death, although there are traces, they are only white. If suicide is impossible, you will die Hang it up, so he must have committed suicide and then pretended to commit suicide."
Hearing this, the people present hurried forward to investigate, and it was true!
Mrs. Zhao also reacted at this time, and threw herself on Wang Gui, "My son! Who is it that is so cruel to take your life? Mother knows you will not leave mother alone! God damn it, who is it? If you kill my son, I will make him pay for it!"
Mrs. Zhao crawled up to Zhuang Zhong on her knees and kowtowed several times, but Zhuang Zhong couldn't stop her.
"Auntie, if you have something to say, stand up and say it, don't beat me like this."
Mrs. Zhao's originally dull and hopeless eyes burst out with scorching heat at this moment, "Young master, please seek justice for my son! Although my Wang family is poor, I haven't done anything harmful to nature. My son died unjustly!"
Others also sought justice for Wang Gui, not only complaining about injustice, but also fearing that such a murderer is still outside, who knows when they will reach out to them. Especially Aunt Wang, who is trembling with fright now, there are still a few young children in their family, so what should I do if I encounter such a thief.
Zhuang nodded his head to reassure, then carefully inspected the corpse, and concluded: "Wang Gui's cornea is slightly turbid, and the corpse spots fade slightly with finger pressure, and the corpse spots continue to develop, and the corpse spots do not disappear after changing the body position. Time. It is not a moment now, that is to say, he died around the time of Chou. The exact time will have to be autopsied to find out... "
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao yelled, "No one can touch my son!"
Mrs. Zhao reacted strongly, so she did not insist on solemnity for the time being. Old people are sad to lose their sons, and in this world, they are more concerned about going to the soil for safety, so it is reasonable not to agree.
"Ma'am, do you still remember what you heard last night?"
Mrs. Zhao thought for a while, then suddenly stood up, "Cat! At the second quarter of the ugly hour, I heard some movement in the yard. I was about to get up when I heard a cat meowing. I thought it was a wild cat from somewhere." , just didn’t care and continued to sleep.”
Mrs. Zhao started howling again when she said this, "The thief must have entered the courtyard and killed my son. My poor son, why didn't I get up at that time! Otherwise, you wouldn't have died in vain!"
Aunt Wang hurried forward to comfort her, and said solemnly, "How do you know that it was ugly?"
Aunt Wang said: "Aunt Zhao's husband and son are both watchmen, so they know the best time, and she will never make a mistake when she says it."
Mrs. Zhao cried so heartbroken that she almost fainted and didn't have the mood to respond at all.
Solemnly said: "Mother, I know you must be extremely sad now, but for the sake of Brother Wang's spirit in heaven, can you cheer up and answer a few questions for me, so that we can find out who is the murderer of Brother Wang as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao regained her strength, gritted her teeth and said, "My old lady can still hold on. If the person who killed my son is not found, my old lady will not fall down!"
"Wang Gui did what he did yesterday and wherever he went, please come here one by one."
Mrs. Zhao stood in front of Zhuang Zhong, and then said, "Yesterday my son was not on duty, so he rested at home. In the evening, he said that he found someone to drink, and when he came back, he was drunk and told me that our mother and I will have a good life in the future." After that, I asked him why but he didn't say anything, just let me sleep without worrying."
"Who did he ask to drink with yesterday?"
Mrs. Zhao shook her head, "My son didn't explain it clearly. He is not like this usually. These days, for some reason, he has something to say to my own mother."
"He said he would take you to live a good life, but can you tell me where you made your fortune?"
Mrs. Zhao sighed, with a sad expression on her face, "I asked him but he didn't tell me. This incident made me feel uneasy all the time, fearing that he would go astray. But my son just refused to listen, and now he has killed himself."
Zhuang Zhong asked again, "When did he start saying such things?"
Mrs. Zhao paused, "It started about three months ago, and I have a lot more money than before. I also grabbed ginseng for my old lady to make up for her body. When I asked him where the money came from, he didn't say anything, just said Just right."
Aunt Wang interjected at this time, "I also know about these things. Wang Gui asked me to help him find a good girl a few days ago, saying that he is now rich and married, but he kept silent when he asked him where the money came from. I felt uncomfortable at the time. Well, I even told Aunt Zhao that it would be impossible to go on like this, and my heart was flustered because the money was unclear."
They are all neighbors, and they can hardly hide their secrets. Although Wang Gui's sudden fortune is enviable, people who care about him will always think of bad things. Others also expressed that this Wang Gui got rich somehow, and he was full of joy. One person also said that he wanted to make a routine, thinking that he had found a good job somewhere and wanted to get involved. But Wang Gui, who is usually the most reticent, is like an iron gourd and can't pry his mouth open. He also mysteriously said that luck can't stop him.
"You, come out." Feng Huan suddenly pointed to the crowd and said.
That man had sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and he looked like a restless master. When Feng Huan, who had been silent but had a strong sense of presence, called him this way, his whole body trembled and knelt on the ground.
Feng Huan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Say."
Confused by the sudden scene, Zhuang Zhong looked at Feng Huan in bewilderment. Feng Huan stood upright, with a tough and handsome face like a knife carving, with a look of looking down on the world, which made people intimidated and dared not look directly at him.
Although Feng Huan's outfit is more low-key than usual, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the luxurious material is not the son of an ordinary family. Feng Huan's eyes were cold, the man was terribly frightened, he was afraid of offending the nobleman, he didn't know how he died, and he didn't dare to cover up and opened his mouth quickly.
"The little one was jealous of Wang Gui before, and always wanted to know how he made his fortune. Once when he was wandering in the street, he followed him when he saw him sneaking around. I saw him sneak into a pawnshop, because I didn't dare to go near the pawnshop. The people who bought it did not tell me what he pawned, but they knew it was not cheap. When Wang Gui came out, he was all smiles. I even asked Wang Gui to buy me a drink that night. Wang Gui is usually the most instigating On that day, I agreed."
Zhuang Zhuang's eyes lit up, "What's the name of the pawn shop?"
"Rong'an Pawnshop."