Wang Zhaotou sat on the throne with a sullen face and said nothing.
These days, the first thing Zhu county magistrate does when he wakes up is to inquire about the progress of the case.
The pressure was all on his head, and his subordinates hid under his umbrella to protect him from the wind and rain.
Wang Zhaotou had reason to be angry. He thinks he's under pressure he shouldn't be under at his age.
Xu Qi'an, who got the dossier, sat at the table and looked at it carefully, surrounded by colleagues who exchanged glances silently.
Xu Qi'an's ideas are very researched, and the best way to coax Pharaoh is to solve the case.
If it really doesn't work, please invite Lao Wang to play in Taohuayuan Cave. Everyone has known each other for so many years, and the boat of friendship is still very stable.
Moreover, Xu Qi'an's obstruction of fishing is not only unacceptable from the three views, but also has the mind to share his worries and solve problems for Lao Wang.
[The name of the deceased was Zhang Yourui, 51 years old this year. He was a big dog owner who lived in Kangping Street. He had more than ten hectares of fertile farmland in the suburbs of Changle County. There were three shops in the capital, selling silk, rouge, and groceries.
After his wife died early, he inherited a good family who was twenty years younger than him. Zhang Yourui has an only son, left by his deceased wife, and has no other children.]
Twenty years later, old sticks into new abalones, pear flowers pressed on begonias... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.
This is the so-called, as long as you work hard to make money, your future wife is still in kindergarten
[Four days ago, Zhang Yourui went to the countryside to collect rent and rushed home around Yin Shi. The sleeping wife in the room suddenly heard a scream and went out to check, Zhang Yourui had died in the hospital. Wife saw a black shadow go over the wall... .]
That's how it happened.
When Xu Qi'an saw Zu Zuo's autopsy report, he noticed another doubt.
He continued to read patiently, and after reading the confessions of the deceased's family and servants, he closed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts.
Wang Zhutou snorted coldly and teased, "Excuse me, Xu Zhoukuai, who is the murderer and where is it?"
"Don't worry, boss." Xu Qi'an opened his eyes: "I saw in the file that there were footprints on the outer wall of Zhang's house, right? You can infer from this that the thief escaped over the wall, and what the little woman said was true. ."
Wang Zhaotou made a sound of "um".
"The footprints are facing outwards, so they were left when escaping." Xu Qi'an said.
"What's the problem?" Wang Chutou frowned.
"Why leave footprints."
"Because of the mud on the soles of the feet."
"Why is there mud."
"Because the wall is a flowerbed."
Xu Qi'an nodded: "Then, why are there no footprints entering the yard on the file?"
Wang Zhaotou was stunned.
In the silence, the rest of the arrests felt that he had lost face, and added for him: "Perhaps the thief noticed this when he came in and left no trace."
Another person said: "But after the murder, I was in a hurry to escape, leaving footprints in a hurry."
Xu Qi'an glanced at them: "Is there a possibility, then, there is a flowerbed under the wall. Are there footprints in the flowerbed? Logically speaking, if the thief can jump up outside the wall and cross the flowerbed without leaving footprints. It's a small effort... ..then there's no need for him to stand on the wall when he escapes."
Everyone looked at each other, unable to answer.
No need for them to answer, Xu Qi'an knew the answer, not 'yes' or 'no', but not knowing.
The catchers didn't check this out.
"Ning Yan, what's there to argue about." Someone disagreed.
Xu Qi'an didn't answer, looked at Wang Zhaotou, who frowned and thought deeply, and continued: "The deceased died from a blunt force on the back of the head, right?"
Wang Zhaotou nodded: "Death on the spot."
Xu Qi'an said: "I have a question, why is it a blunt weapon? The murderer is doing this kind of activity, and he is naturally armed with a weapon. Wouldn't it be more straightforward to kill with a sword?"
There was silence in the side hall. Obviously, everyone was aware of this problem. Xiao Li guessed: "Perhaps the thief didn't want to kill at first?"
"wrong!"
This time, it was not Xu Qi'an who refuted it, but Wang Zhaotou. He stood up and his eyes widened slightly: "A blunt weapon hit the back of the head, and one hit kills you. It's a murderous intention."
He sat back in his chair and murmured, "Yeah, why use a blunt weapon instead of a sharp one?"
"Unless the murderer didn't have a weapon at the time." Xu Qi'an said.
Wang Zhaotou's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had caught something, but he still hadn't fully understood.
"There is one last point, which I am more concerned about." Xu Qi'an glanced at the file: "When the family of the deceased brought it back to the county government for questioning, Mrs. Zhang Yang suddenly fainted because of kneeling for a long time. After the doctor's diagnosis, she found out that she was pregnant."
"It's a posthumous child."
"It's really pitiful. The child is not born without a father."
People who eat melons are annoying, you just interrupt me.
"Zhang Yang has been married to the deceased for ten years. How could she be pregnant at this time alone?" Xu Qi'an waited for them to finish before he had a chance to speak.
"Perhaps the child is not of the dead at all?"
If men and women are healthy and normal, it is impossible not to have children for ten years, unless they deliberately avoid children.
One of them must have a physical problem, so it is difficult to conceive a child. The ancient technology of treating infertility is not completely impossible, but the success rate is certainly very low.
Wang Xuetou's breathing suddenly became heavier, "Ning Yan, make it clear, make it clear..."
Xu Qi'an took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, "Maybe this is not a case of burglary, but a murder case. Zhang Yang stole a man behind her husband, and the adulterer was either a man from outside or the son of the deceased. The two took advantage of the deceased. They went out to collect rent, and the two parties had a secret tryst. Unexpectedly, the deceased returned early and caught the adulterer on the spot. The two sides clashed, so the adulterer got angry, grabbed a vase or other blunt weapon, and killed the deceased.”
"Zhang Yang and the adulterer hurriedly dealt with the scene and dragged the deceased to the courtyard, disguised as thieves and entered the house to steal."
"Since the adulterer is going to have a tryst, he stepped on it in advance and found out the rules of the night guards, so that he was not met by the soldiers of the Royal Sword Guard. If the thief was really seeking money, he would never choose that night. If you do it, you will wait for the deceased to exchange the rented money into banknotes, which you can take away in your pocket."
"The rhetoric given by Zhang Yang happened to borrow Dongfeng from rent collection and bring your ideas in the direction of 'seeking money'."
Catch the room full of Kuai, dumbfounded.
"This, this... Can you tell the murderer just by looking at the file?"
"Ning Yan, this is not a joke, don't talk nonsense."
"But, don't you think it makes sense?"
Xu Qi'an's actions gave them the feeling of only four words: I don't know what I think.
"I just made a bold guess based on the details of the case. This may not be the truth and needs to be verified." Xu Qi'an responded to the surprised colleagues.
The process of solving a case is to collect clues, then reason and analyze, and finally verify; collect evidence.
The thief had deceived the soldiers of the night patrol... .. The time to enter the house was wrong.... Kill with a blunt weapon instead of a sharp weapon.... Zhang Yang's pregnancy... .. After Xu Qi'an's scrutiny, these seem to be Irrelevant details are brought together into clues that echo logic.
Wang Zhaotou felt that his career had opened a whole new door. He took a deep breath and calmed down his turbulent emotions. After examining it carefully, he found that there was something in Xu Qi'an's words that puzzled him: "Why do you think the adulterer is an adulterer? The son of the deceased?"
"I suspect him for two reasons," Xu Qi'an took a sip of tea slowly, and in the eager eyes of Wang Zhaotou and his colleagues, he said slowly:
"Zhang Xian, the son of the deceased, said in his confession that he was reading the accounts in the study that night and did not sleep with his wife. Since he was awake, how could he not hear the movement in the yard?"
"Zhang Yang was awakened by the screams, which means that there was a lot of movement, but he, who was awake, didn't hear the slightest movement, is it reasonable?"
"Second point, if you can't find the traces left by the thief on the flowerbed when he sneaked in, then the so-called thief probably doesn't exist. Based on this, the suspicion of the deceased's son is very high."
Daigo empowerment.
Wang Zhaotou asked: "So, the footprints on the wall are likely to be left on purpose to confuse us."
Xu Qi'an guessed: "Yes, by the way, directly compare the boots of the deceased's son."
"I definitely won't leave my own footprints." Wang Zhaotou said.
Xu Qi'an was full of admiration, and slapped him with a rainbow fart: "The boss is really wise and martial, and he can get through at one point. It's really a god-like arrest."
Xu Qi'an just threw out amazing words in a long speech, established an image, and then turned his head to lick at a 350-degree angle without dead ends.
I feel like my image has improved a lot.
"I'll go to Master Zhu immediately, you guys are ready, follow me to Zhang's house." Wang Zoutou's dark face like an old peasant showed a look of excitement.
Nodding on Xu Qi'an with his finger, he let out two tractor-like laughter, hurried out of the lounge, and went to the back hall to find the county magistrate.
ps: Thanks to the four big bosses "Little Dolphin's Ling Xiaochen", "Big Brother Fly Me", "Xipi Right" and "Li Peiyun" for their rewards.
I remember it first, and all the leaders remember it first, and I will return it when it is on the shelves.