Hearing what Zhen Shicheng said, Yong Changbo and the others immediately looked closer.
On the yellowed oil paper lay two long hairs, one of which was completely black and the other half-white from the roots. These two hairs have an obvious characteristic, curving like waves, and then the damselfly has long hair scattered, curled like seaweed.
People with naturally curly hair like this are very rare, and no one will believe it if it is a coincidence.
The eyes of everyone looking at the damselfly changed immediately, some were disgusted, some hated, some were curious.
The hair that Master Zhen found from the murderer's hiding place was the same as the hair of the damselfly, so Madam must have been killed by the damselfly. But why did the damselfly cook want to harm the lady? The lady is obviously kind to the damselfly.
Everyone thought about this question in unison, and they all stared at the damselfly.
A woman in charge suddenly let out a loud noise.
Zhen Shicheng immediately looked at the woman in charge who spoke out: "Did you think of anything?"
The old lady in charge looked uncertain and hesitated and did not speak.
"No matter what you think of, you can say it, it's okay to be wrong, no one will hold you accountable." Zhen Shicheng gave Yong Chang Bo a wink while comforting his wife.
After going through the misunderstanding that he killed his wife, and then to the maid Qiulu and Tongfang Chaoyun, and now the damselfly has finally been found out, what Yong Changbo wants to know most now is the motive of the damselfly murder, so he winked at Zhen Shicheng. Immediately afterwards, he said, "Your Excellency is right. Say whatever comes to your mind. If you say something wrong, it doesn't matter. If you say something useful, you will be rewarded."
After hearing this, the old lady no longer worried, she quickly glanced at the damselfly and said, "Seeing the hair of the damselfly, this old slave suddenly thinks of a maid, and that maid has naturally curly long hair, but she has more than ten years of curly hair. was kicked out earlier."
Zhen Shicheng heard a move in his heart.
The roster stated that Damselfly was thirty-four years old this year, which was the age of a maid more than ten years ago.
"That maid is called—" The old lady in charge tried to recall, and suddenly slapped her thigh, "I remembered this old servant, that maid is called A Wan!"
As soon as the word "A Wan" came out, some old people in Yongchang Bo Mansion had vague impressions.
The big steward who had been replying to Zhen Shicheng before stared at the damselfly, his expression changed greatly, and he blurted out, "Are you A Wan?"
The damselfly's eyes trembled, and she slowly turned to look at Bo Yong Chang.
There was bitter hatred in that look.
The big steward's words made the steward's wife suddenly realize: "I said why the more I look at the damselfly, the more familiar I feel, God, isn't she the A Wan who was kicked out back then!"
More than ten years is enough to make a person change beyond recognition, especially those who are not familiar with it, it is not uncommon to meet after more than ten years and not recognize it.
But when a distinctive feature is pointed out, the valve of human memory is opened.
From the initial hesitation to the final determination, the old lady in charge clapped her hands: "Yes, she is A Wan!"
The crowd discussed.
"Who is A Wan?" the young maid asked curiously.
"I don't know, I've never heard of such a person in the house."
"At that time, you hadn't entered the manor to work, but I have a vague impression. More than ten years ago, there was a maid named A Wan who was kicked out because she upset the uncle and his wife, but she was already on duty at that time. Can not remember… "
The damselfly stood in the center, allowing people to talk about it. Although she looked calm on the face, her hands were trembling slightly by her side.
Is it still recognized? Her hair was so tightly wrapped, how did Mr. Zhen decide that the two hairs in the wardrobe belonged to her? Was it just because she was the only one who stayed in the kitchen and didn't come out
Zhen Shicheng put the damselfly aside for a while, and continued to ask the old lady in charge, "Why was A Wan driven out back then?"
The old lady in charge obviously still had an impression, and when she heard the words, she immediately looked at Uncle Yongchang.
Uncle Yongchang couldn't remember A Wan at all. How could he remember a little maid who was kicked out more than ten years ago, so he immediately said, "Speak!"
The old lady in charge said with a heart: "At that time, the madam was pregnant with the eldest son, and she had to choose a maid to serve the uncle. The madam selected several at the time, and finally settled on Chunmei, who knew that A Wan suddenly ran in front of the madam. Come on, I have to say that my uncle has... already got her body. Madam thought that A Wan was in a bad mood in order to become a maid and ruined uncle's reputation by talking nonsense, so she kicked her out of the house... "
Uncle Yongchang frowned as he listened, vaguely having an impression.
More than ten years ago, it seemed that there was such a maid who came to the lady and cried, but he didn't take it to heart at all, and he didn't even pay attention to the name of the maid.
Could it be that this disaster is the root of the disaster that was planted back then
Then came the sound of rapid footsteps.
"My lord, I found it!" A yamen quickly walked up to Zhen Shicheng and presented what was in his hand.
It was a pair of women's cloth shoes. It looked a little old, and there were oil stains on the upper. It was very suitable for people who work in the kitchen.
"Sir, these are the shoes that were turned out from the cage in the damselfly room and wrapped in this dress." The yamen picked up a half-new clothes and said.
Wrapping a pair of worn-out shoes in a piece of clothing is obviously counterintuitive.
The yamen quickly turned over his shoes to reveal the soles: "Look, my lord!"
There are light lines on the sole, and the gaps between the lines are stained in some places, and some places are brown in color.
Zhen Shicheng stared at the browns, his eyes narrowed.
As a rule of thumb, this is the result of shoes stepping on blood.
Zhen Shicheng held up the shoes in front of the damselfly: "Dame, you may be able to argue with two hairs, and what about these blood-stained shoes?"
He had previously sent him to the damselfly room to rummage for clues, and he specially emphasized the shoes, for a very simple reason.
The damselfly can wear two layers of coats before committing the crime. After the act, she can take off the outermost clothes that have been splattered with blood and bury it. Her body is clean again, but she will not prepare two pairs of shoes, which is too inconvenient. . In this case, the damselfly can't bury the shoes on her feet along with the bloody clothes, otherwise she will go back to the room barefoot, and once she encounters others on the road, she will not be able to tell.
A pair of shoes worn during the murder will definitely not be worn again with the meticulousness of the damselfly, but it is too late to completely destroy it in a short period of time, and it is the best choice to hide it temporarily.
And it turned out that he was right.
"Sir, there's still this." The yamen took out another plain noodle purse and presented it to Zhen Shicheng, "I found this in the damselfly pillow case, and my subordinates smelled a strange fragrance. Seeing that this purse is hidden, there may be something strange. , brought it here."
Zhen Shicheng put the purse to his nose and sniffed, and said with a sneer, "Dammy, the fragrance left in the wardrobe is exactly the same as your purse. What else can you say now?"
The damselfly stared at the purse with white lips, knowing that the situation was over, and smiled miserably: "I have nothing to say, I just regret that Yong Changbo didn't kill his wife by mistake because of shame. It's really unfair!"