I motioned Buhan to stand aside and waved to let Aunt Zhao come over.
Aunt Zhao walked suspiciously, but I pointed to the edge of the human skin and said: "Aunt Zhao, take a look, do you know this kind of stitch?"
Aunt Zhao squatted down and took a closer look with the flashlight, her body shuddered suddenly, her expression changed drastically.
There are thread residues on the edges of human skin, but the stitching technique is clear in the eyes of experts.
"Everyone, come and see, is there any similarity between the stitching method of this man's leather edge and the embroidery on Aunt Zhao's collar?"
I stood up and waved, everyone looked at each other for a while, and then they walked over with each other boldly.
Then, staring at the thread remaining on the edge of the human skin, he looked at the collar of Aunt Zhao who was dumbfounded.
"This is a trocar method, which is not what ordinary people know. The needle handling technique is so skillful, isn't it...?"
An auntie looked at Chen Luojie suspiciously.
The embroidery on Aunt Zhao’s collar is very exquisite. The first thing I saw, I knew it was pure handwork. The neckline pattern uses a variety of stitches, such as trocar stitch, ice stitch stitch, scale stitch stitch, flower picking, brocade etc. Everything is available, even a layman like me knows that Aunt Zhao's embroidery skills are extraordinary.
There are traces of trocar method left on the edge of the human skin, combined with the testimony of the female ghost with triangular pupils, has broken the lone evidence and formed the simplest but most direct evidence chain.
"Dare to ask, is there anyone in this building who has better embroidery skills than Aunt Zhao?" I asked back.
Everyone shook their heads together, and it seemed that Aunt Zhao had already become famous for her embroidery work.
"Chen Luojie, your embroidery skills can't keep up with your mother, you have to practice!"
I sneered, ignoring Chen Luojie, who was trembling like a sieve, turned my head and said to the big guy: "For you to explain, the level of the triangular pupil girl ghost is the peak of the fierce ghost, and it is only a real ghost. Condensing a real ghost body, the kind of ghost that can be touched by people, she is already very close to this realm."
"In order to make up for the ghost body's shortcomings, Yao Qin's face, skin and black hair were torn off, and Chen Luojie personally stitched the female ghost on the head. He didn't think much at the time, and habitually used the trocar method in embroidery. Stitch it up."
"After being debunked by my identity, the girl ghost with triangular pupils was so embarrassed that she ripped it off. This broke the stitching interface, but still
There are traces of the trocar..."
"If you feel that this evidence is not enough, then I have a third piece of evidence."
Having said this, I squatted down, put on my gloves, and turned the human skin over.
Then, from the trembling girl behind him, he asked for the makeup box, sprinkled some fine powder on the back of the human skin, and borrowed the girl’s makeup brush, gently swept it, and quickly, behind the human skin. Several incomplete fingerprints appeared, faintly tinged with blood.
I lifted my chin and said in a condensed voice: "When stitching, the man did not wear gloves, and was contaminated with the blood of the deceased, but the stitching was unreasonable! It was really hot enough, and the psychology was really distorted, but it was exactly Because of this, there is hard evidence."
I squatted there, pointed at these fingerprints, looked up at Chen Luojie, who was standing there with a pale face, and said coldly: "If you are not the real murderer of exorcising ghosts and harming people, are you brave enough to check your fingerprints? "
"Brother, I don't believe it, you have to check your fingerprints to prove that you are innocent. Come on!"
Chen Luoying almost collapsed, yelling at Chen Luojie, and then stretched out her hand to pull at him, asking him to come over to verify his fingerprints.
I squinted at the opposite side, and the big guys also looked at Chen Luojie.
"Hahaha!"
Chen Luojie suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. With a strong swing of his hand, Chen Luoying fell to the ground with despair in his eyes.
He didn’t care. He stepped back a few steps and approached Shimen. Then he stopped his laughter and pointed at me and shouted: "Jiandu, such a powerful method, so meticulous and impeccable, there is no need to check fingerprints, yes, you said It’s not wrong, it’s me who drove ghosts to kill people!"
At this moment, Chen Luojie seemed to be possessed by the devil, and his vicious and vicious intentions were unscrupulously released. The frightened everyone trembled and hid behind me.
"Xiaojie, what are you talking about? When did you become like this? They are all human beings, living people. What is your motive for driving ghosts to harm people?"
Aunt Zhao rushed to help Chen Luoying, her daughter who was thrown to the ground by Chen Luojie. Both mother and daughter looked at the crazy and vicious young man with incredible eyes. They couldn't believe what they saw and what they heard. .
Uncle Sun trembled and hid behind me, leaning out half of his head and shouting: "Xiaojie, you are a beast that deserves a thousand swords.
, Where did my lover offend you, why do you want to harm her? You say, you are talking. "
Just as angry as Uncle Sun is the family members of the other victims, ranting accusations against Chen Luojie.
I raised my hand and the big guys closed their mouths, but even if I didn't look back, I could feel their anger almost piercing the sky.
"Chen Luojie, what I can't understand the most is how your father died? Could it be that you really caused the ghost to kill Uncle Chen?"
As soon as he said this, Chen Luojie's face was completely twisted.
Aunt Zhao and Chen Luoying's eyes burst into tears. They couldn't imagine that Chen Luojie was so frantic that he would kill his father? What kind of devil's mind is this
Aunt Zhao said with a weeping voice: "Xiaojie, tell your mother that this is not true. You didn't kill your father, right?"
Xiaoying's tears were crackling, and she looked at her brother with tears, she was speechless.
Chen Luojie stood at Shimen and could escape at any time. Hearing these words, he sighed up to the sky and slowly said, "Mom, I killed the man named Chen. You should be happy. How about this? What about sadness? He has a plain background and a grumpy personality. Although he has never beaten you, he is careful and terrifying. He can eat for a long time if you talk to others."
"In the past few months, he got drunk and went crazy looking for trouble. I don't know how you live this kind of life? Obviously, Xiaoying and I are not Chen's biological children. Why do you want to compromise?"
Chen Luojie's words were as if a thunderstorm had been cast on the court, and suddenly, the place was shaken silently.
Aunt Zhao's cry stopped all at once. She opened her mouth wide, pointed at her son in shock, and said after a few breaths: "How do you know this?"
Xiaoying stopped crying, her big eyes stared to the extreme, and she was obviously dizzy.
"How did I know? Hahaha, it's really funny, don't you go to see what the surname Chen looks like, then look at the looks of me and Xiaoying, dare to ask, are we alike him?"
When Xiaojie said that, I subconsciously looked at his face.
Unfortunately, I don't know what Uncle Chen looks like, so I can't make a comparison. But by observing his words and watching the reactions of everyone, he also knew that Chen Luojie's words were true.
(End of this chapter)