When he was outside the door just now, that Sun Chengtao was the loudest and the most outgoing one, but after entering the door, he was really silent when facing the dead old man.
That Sun Chengye was much better, but his throat kept squirming, obviously trying to make up for swallowing that iron sword in his brain, what a painful experience it would be.
Yu Qian was silent for a while, then suddenly bowed to the corpse to the end, and said, "Old man, I have offended you."
The brothers of the Sun family just woke up like a dream, and they were busy saluting.
"Finding out the truth is the greatest consolation for the deceased."
Sun Shaozong took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and said: "It's two quarters of noon now, I'll give you a quarter of an hour, you can casually look through anything in the room, or you can ask the arresters who were in charge of searching the evidence just now—Okay. ,let's start."
slap~
After snapping the watch cover, he walked out.
The three people in the room look at me, I look at you, and after a while, they each acted.
But at first, they didn't come close to examine the corpse.
It wasn't until half an hour later that Yu Qian was the first to approach...
"It's almost time."
A quarter of an hour later, Sun Shaozong came in from the door, raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me, what did you see?"
The three pushed each other for a while, but it was Sun Chengye who spoke first, and saw him bowing and saying, "Uncle, is there less blood flowing from the throat of this corpse?"
Sun Shaozong waved his hand: "Don't ask me, you can judge for yourself."
"Yes, that nephew was arrogant."
Only then did Sun Chengye continue: "Last time my servant bit his tongue by accident, and the blood that came out should not be a lot more. It stands to reason that since the trauma is fatal, it shouldn't be the only amount of bleeding. . . "
"anything else?"
"And there is this iron sword. It looks bright, but it doesn't actually strike. Killing people with a blunt sword is really strange."
"and also."
Seeing that he said this, Yu Qian hesitated a little, and quickly said: "It's not an easy task to keep the head raised and insert this iron sword - if the murderer is alone If so, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do!"
"So, there is more than one murderer?!"
Sun Chengtao exclaimed from the side: "But he is a seventy-year-old man, how could he offend such an enemy? His methods are so cruel?"
Without waiting for the others to respond, he answered himself in horror and asked, "Could it be that someone deliberately killed the old man who was going to the palace to celebrate his birthday in order to demonstrate to His Majesty?! So, aren't the murderers a group of maddened, fatherless and monarchy? man of?!"
As he spoke, he was trembling with fear or anger.
This stuff is such a big brain...
Sun Shaozong asked the other two speechlessly, "What do you think?"
Sun Chengye bowed again and said, "My nephew always feels that there is something wrong with Qilang's inference."
Yu Qian also nodded and said, "From my son-in-law's point of view... this old man didn't seem to have been killed by someone else."
"Brother-in-law, are you kidding me?"
Sun Chengtao jumped out again, and said in disbelief, "I've heard of people who committed suicide by hanging, taking poison, or swallowing gold. This is the first time I've heard of someone who ate half an iron sword and committed suicide!"
"But there is no sign of binding or suppression on this old man. He is obviously not an ordinary old man. Even if his strength is weaker than that of an adult man, it will not be much worse. If he wants to suppress him, he will not leave any traces. I'm afraid it will be difficult to do."
"If you use something like a drug and force it to insert it, because the old man can't cooperate with opening his throat, the blood flowing out of the wound will be ten times more than today!"
Having said this, Yu Qian paused for a while, and then said again: "In addition, when my uncle entered the door, he said that the most important thing in a murder case is to protect the scene - if there is a murder case, my uncle will not allow me to wait for such a mess. turn."
Sun Shaozong had been listening indifferently, but at this time he finally showed some appreciation. Although the name of the sentence is useful, it is the capital that can get a foothold in the officialdom by being able to figure out the mind of a living person!
"Then...then why did he kill himself in such a weird way?"
Sun Chengtao is still digging the horns, but this time Yu Qian failed to solve his doubts, but cupped his hands and said: "I'm afraid I still have to ask my uncle to solve the puzzles."
"It's not bad to be able to see that this was not a homicide. At least in the future, the official will not wrong people indiscriminately."
Sun Shaozong said, waved outside and said, "Come in and answer."
Zhao Wuwei immediately ran in, clasped his fists, and said, "I just listened to the master's instructions. The villain visited the young children in several nearby houses. The old man really performed tricks, just because he explained that if he told the adults, he would I don't want to perform anymore, so not many of my neighbors know about it."
Hearing this, Yu Qian suddenly said: "Could it be... Could it be that he was practicing the juggling of the iron swallowing sword, and he accidentally had an accident?!"
Sun Shaozong nodded and said: "Yes, the bones of the deceased are nothing at first glance, but careful inspection will reveal some deformities, which should be acquired through training - usually such people are either thieves trained since childhood or jugglers. ."
"The dead should be the latter."
"But looking at him for decades, he was careful not to let his neighbors know his origin. I'm afraid he has also done some part-time jobs."
"As for the reason why he suddenly practiced juggling..."
"Two days ago, the Ministry of Rites issued a decree to let the talented old man rehearse the show on his own. Fortunately, he will perform in front of His Majesty. It is probably because of this that the deceased has the idea of returning to his old business."
"Unfortunately, during the drill, there was an accident - according to my inference, he probably coughed violently while swallowing the iron sword, causing his throat to be injured by the blunt sword."
"This was not considered a fatal injury at first, but when the deceased was flustered, he inhaled the upstream blood into his respiratory tract, resulting in acute suffocation and death."
Seeing that the three of them were inexplicable, Sun Shaozong explained again: "In other words, he was choked to death by his own blood."
As he said that, he shrugged: "The Ministry of Rites has slapped the horse's ass right now."
Sure enough, after the case was reported, Emperor Guangde immediately issued an edict and fined the Ministry of Rites three months' salary for the crime of being a member of the Ministry of Rites but not knowing the etiquette of respecting the elderly.
As for rehearsing the show to entertain the Sacred Heart or something, of course it's gone.
However, these have little to do with Sun Shaozong. He went home in the evening to accompany Yu Qian and the three to eat a light southern dish, and was dragged by Xiangling in the evening to practice some heavy tastes that he would not cooperate with on weekdays...