Zhen Shicheng pushed open the door and went in, the familiar smell of blood rushed to his face.
He looked around first, the messy bloody footprints on the ground made him frown.
So many large and small footprints, we can see the chaos at the time of the incident.
The candlestick, which was used as the murder weapon, fell to the ground, with a dark red tip and an ice-cold color.
Zhen Shicheng turned his head and asked, "Which wardrobe?"
Xie Qingyao glanced at Jiang Si and raised his hand to point out the wardrobe that Jiang Si had previously opened.
"Everyone, please don't come in." Zhen Shicheng said, and walked in with his competent subordinates to check.
The first thing he checked was the wardrobe.
As Jiang Xi discovered, there are two incomplete fingerprints printed in a very inconspicuous place in the wardrobe. From the angle of the fingerprints, it can be imagined that the hands are most likely to stay when a person hides his body in the wardrobe.
It's impossible for such fingerprints to be left by the maids taking and placing clothes.
Zhen Shicheng stared at the fingerprints thoughtfully.
To be able to leave such obvious fingerprints, sweat stains are one aspect. Could it be that the person's hands are stained with something
Zhen Shicheng carefully checked the situation in the cabinet, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and shouted to his subordinate, "Bring the tweezers and oil paper."
Taking the items handed over by his subordinates, Zhen Shicheng carefully picked up an item from the slightly messy clothes on top and placed it on the oiled paper.
That's two hairs.
Zhen Shicheng suddenly became excited.
All the clothes in the closet are washed. The noble family pays attention to it. How can there be hair in the clean clothes of the housewife
This possibility is very small, the biggest possibility is that these two hairs were left by the murderer!
Although he found something, Zhen Shicheng was very calm, handed over the physical evidence to his subordinates for storage, and carefully inspected all parts of the room.
Seeing Zhen Shicheng come out, Yong Changbo couldn't wait to ask: "Master Zhen, how is it?"
"I wonder when was the last time this closet was cleaned?"
Immediately, a maid said timidly: "The clothes that the maid collected at sunset yesterday were folded and put in the closet. The cabinet on the right is full, and some of them are placed in this closet."
"So, the clothes that were collected before dark yesterday?"
The maid nodded hurriedly.
Zhen Shicheng stroked his beard, and then gave Yong Changbo the answer: "There should be people hidden in the wardrobe."
"Really?" Uncle Yongchang was horrified, followed by a monstrous anger.
There were people hidden in his and his wife's bedroom closet, who else could it be? It must be the murderer of his wife!
Uncle Yong Chang squeezed Zhen Shicheng's hand: "Master Zhen, please find out the murderer of your wife!"
"Don't worry, Uncle, I will do my best. I don't know where Madam Uncle is still alive?"
Yong Changbo hesitated for a moment.
Zhen Shicheng is quite calm: "Any physical evidence or speculation is less important than examining the victim's remains."
Yong Changbo was still hesitant.
Although he agreed to ask the government to intervene under the persuasion of his children, at this time, it was still difficult for him to accept his wife's body for inspection.
This is almost unimaginable.
"Uncle, this official has brought a daughter-in-law here." Zhen Shicheng knew the reason for Yongchangbo's hesitation and said.
That's all for ordinary people's homes, not to mention the uncle's house, even if a woman from a small wealthy family is victimized, there are very few people who can accept the inspection.
Zhen Shicheng has a sincere temperament. He can't bear to let the truth lie down with the victims because of the ignorance of the world.
The girl he has to use is the daughter of the old girl who has been with him for many years, and she is also a rare girl.
"Father—" Seeing that Uncle Yongchang didn't speak, Xie Qingyao couldn't help shouting, his eyes full of prayer.
Yong Changbo finally made up his mind to accompany Zhen Shicheng in the past.
Zhen Shicheng walked past Jiang Si and his eyes fell on her.
He was curious how the little girl thought of checking the wardrobe, but it was inconvenient to ask these now, it seemed that he had to find a chance to ask.
The mourning hall is located in the adjacent courtyard.
It was hot in June, and there were ice basins around Mrs. Yongchang's coffin, and as soon as she approached it, she felt a slight chill.
A young girl with a green cloth and Baotou was instructed by Zhen Shicheng and stepped forward to start the autopsy.
"Uncle, go back there and talk." Zhen Shicheng knew that many bitter masters could not accept the autopsy scene, so he left the yamen to guard the mourning hall and accompany Yongchangbo and others away.
While the girl was doing the autopsy, Zhen Shicheng was of course not idle. He immediately treated the hall as a court and questioned the case. The first to be questioned was Mrs. Yongchang's personal maid.
The three big maids knelt in front of Zhen Shicheng, all faceless.
Zhen Shicheng smiled and said, "Everyone got up and answered first, this is not a yamen, and this official is not asking you about guilt, and you don't pay attention to kneeling."
Zhen Shicheng's gentle attitude made the three maids calm down a bit, and hesitantly stood up.
Zhen Shicheng glanced at the three maids and said slowly: "Generally speaking, maids like you are an even number, two, four or six, right?"
The three maids were stunned for a moment, and one of them blurted out, "And Qiu Lu!"
Chunfang, Xia Yu, Qiulu, and Dongxue are the four maids of Mrs. Yongchang.
"Where's Qiu Lu?" Xie Qingyao asked.
Having lost her mother, her father was also charged with murdering her mother, making this innocent girl a savage wreck.
Jiang Si lightly patted her arm.
With the comfort of his friend, Xie Qingyao calmed down.
The three maids looked at each other in dismay, and no one could tell Qiu Lu's whereabouts.
Chunfang knelt down again, trembling all over: "Sir, yesterday... It was Qiu Lu who was on duty yesterday!"
In this way, Qiu Lu immediately became the most suspicious person, and Zhen Shicheng immediately said: "Uncle, please immediately instruct the house to find Qiu Lu first."
Whether Qiu Lu is the murderer is still uncertain, but at this time the big maid who was supposed to be on duty at night has disappeared, which is undoubtedly a clue that cannot be missed.
Soon the whole house was dispatched to start looking for the eldest maid, Qiu Lu.
As for the Yongchang Uncle Mansion, it is natural that the people in the mansion are familiar with it, so Zhen Shicheng only sent a few yamen to follow him.
Time passed, and there was no news that the eldest maid Qiulu had been found. Instead, the female servant first inspected the body of Mrs. Yongchang Uncle and came to report.
"Mrs. Uncle's fatal wound is at the heart, but there are three wounds around, with different depths. One of the wounds is stuck at the rib..." The woman finished speaking and came to a conclusion, "This usually happens because the murderer is inexperienced. , the second is the lack of strength, the subordinate thinks that the murderer is more likely to be a woman..."
Yongchangbo suddenly changed color: "Have you found Qiulu!"
Kuzuo deduced that the murderer was a woman, and the eldest maid Qiulu was missing, so there was no doubt that the murderer was Qiulu.
Zhen Shicheng, but the old god was there, and his face did not show the slightest sign.
It's too early to draw conclusions now, and everything has to wait for Qiu Lu's whereabouts.