In fact, if Zhou Changshi relied on the power of the palace and acted recklessly, Sun Shaozong would have nothing to do with him.
Therefore, after hearing his relief, Sun Shaozong also breathed a sigh of relief. He cupped his hands and smiled, "Actually, if Sun can find out the real murderer, I would like to thank Lord Zhou for his help."
"I?"
Zhou Changshi was taken aback by what he said, and inexplicably said: "Zhou has just arrived here, and he has never done anything, so how can he help Master Sun?"
"Who said Lord Zhou didn't do anything?"
Sun Shaozong pointed at his feet and said, "Didn't you just kick the real murderer to the ground with just one kick?"
"what?!"
Zhou Changshi leaned on one side, staggered and took a few steps backwards, looking at the actress in amazement, seeing that she was lying on the ground shivering, she really didn't look like a ruthless murderer, so he couldn't help but question: "Master Sun, wouldn't he be rhetorical? How could it be so coincidental that Zhou just kicked the real murderer?"
"Master Zhou, don't be humble."
Sun Shaozong said solemnly: "Actually, I didn't really suspect her until she was kicked to the ground by Zhou Changshi..."
As he said that, Sun Shaozong suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the woman's wrist, then turned her left palm up, slowly pressed it to the ground, and explained in his mouth, "I suddenly found out that she made a strange reaction, and It is this reaction that makes me gradually stunned!"
As she spoke, she saw that the female performer's face was full of fear at first, and then her facial features suddenly tightened, as if she felt something extremely painful. With a desperate struggle with her left hand, she escaped from Sun Shaozong's suppression.
"Yes, that's the reaction!"
Sun Shaozong straightened up, stared at the woman and sneered: "At that time, you were kicked in the lower abdomen, but the back of your left hand just slammed on the ground, neither too lightly nor too heavily. If you were an ordinary person, your first reaction would be to protect your lower abdomen. But you immediately raised your left hand high, and then thought of the pain in your lower abdomen."
"That is to say, for you, the pain caused by that light knock is even greater than the power of Zhou Changshi's kick."
"This is really unreasonable!"
"So I carefully observed the back of your hand and found that it was just a little rosy, which should have been left by friction or scratching. Apart from that, there were no signs of swelling, fractures, or trauma."
"In that case, where did your severe pain come from?"
"At that time, my mind flashed, and I suddenly connected the clues I found before!"
"In the mouth of the deceased, there are traces of someone covering his mouth, and there are also traces of violent friction on the back wall, but the back of his head, which is close to the wall, is too clean."
"I've always wondered, how and why did the scratches on the wall get there?"
"It wasn't until I matched the wound on the back of your hand with the scratch that I realized it!"
"You should have offered a kiss to Zhu Er after calling to open the toilet door, and sealed Zhu Er's mouth with your own."
"Before the murder, because you were worried that Zhu Er would break free from the entanglement, you put your left hand around the back of Zhu Er's neck - so Zhu Er was stabbed in the heart by a sharp weapon, and when he started struggling, he was pressed against the wall and rubbed against the wall. Yes, it is the back of your left hand!"
"And after the patent leather on the wall was rubbed off, many tiny burrs were exposed. Under the fierce struggle and friction, some of them pierced into your flesh. It should be a logical inference, right?"
"And this is the origin of your inexplicable pain!"
Having said this, Sun Shaozong stared at the woman and asked, "But I don't know, is this what this official said?"
Before waiting for the female actor to respond, Jiang Yuhan couldn't hold back for the first time, stepped forward and grabbed the female actor's left hand and kneaded it on the back of her hand!
"Ah~!"
Before she could exert much force, the woman's painful facial features shifted and screamed: "The class leader, spare your life! I... I did have a wood thorn on the back of my hand, but it was... elsewhere... in another place!"
Where can Jiang Yuhan believe
Not only did he stop, but he added a bit of strength, and his delicate face was full of grins: "Bitch! Now, do you still want to quibble? If it is really a wooden thorn that has been stabbed elsewhere, then it is being attacked. Why didn't you say it before Master Sun pointed it out?!"
"Injustice, injustice!"
There was obviously more than one thorn on the back of the woman's hand, and her facial features were twisted by the heavy rubbing, but she still screamed injustice in her mouth: "Master Sun never asked, slave... How does slave know about this? The wooden thorn is actually related to the killing of Zhu Er?!"
Although her words are not completely unreasonable, but now, how can Jiang Yuhan listen
Just waiting to make her suffer more, Zhou Changshi suddenly sneered: "Master Jiang is so anxious, doesn't he want to make a trick?"
After speaking, he questioned Sun Shaozong again: "Master Sun, just because she has a few wooden thorns on the back of her hand, I'm afraid she can't convict the felony of murder, right?"
Sun Shaozong smiled slightly, and said confidently, "If it's an ordinary wood thorn, of course it won't workâbut the wood in the latrine is all lacquered, and if the wood thorn is picked out from the back of her hand, you can see the same lacquer. Color and wood, aren't they iron-clad proofs?!"
Jiang Yuhan was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up and get a few needles, but I want to see if this lowly maid dares to shout injustice in front of the iron evidence!"
After seeing this order, a few actors immediately searched for sewing kits as if they were flying.
Jiang Yuhan took a sewing needle and was about to stab it out of her flesh, but the female actor's psychological defense had already collapsed, and she covered her face and said sadly: "He forced me, he forced me!"
"I... I'm just... I just want to play a 'character'. Zhu Er clearly promised to recommend me to the class teacher, but that dog thief... that dog thief deceived me, but instead benefited that bitch Jinbao! "
Speaking of this, she suddenly put her hand down, and those bloodshot pupils searched back and forth in the crowd, gritted her teeth and said, "It's fine if it's someone else, but in the troupe, who doesn't know that Jinbao and I are the best. Don't deal with it! Since he's playing tricks on me like this, it's no wonder I'm cruel!"
As she spoke, her eyes fixed on a slender woman, and she said resentfully, "It's a pity that I killed the adulterer, but I failed to kill you, the silver woman!"
The female performer called 'Jinbao', her hair stood on end when she looked at it, and when she saw the eyes of others looking over, she also showed some contempt, and hurriedly distinguished: "Jinfeng! Zhu Er has never had any contacts, how could it be possible... how could it be possible... "
"I bother!"
Jin Feng spat in disdain, and said contemptuously, "I've already recognized the murder, but you're still here to cover it up. I really think I'm stupid..."
"I'm afraid you made a mistake."
Jiang Yuhan suddenly sighed faintly and said, "Looking back on it now, that Zhu Er did indeed stand in front of me, complimenting you on your hard work and training recently, and your singing skills have improved a bit - but I've observed it secretly for a long time, but I still think Jinbao is more suitable for the role of Nage. Auntie Fu."
The resentment on Jin Feng's face immediately solidified, and after a long while, he said in a trembling voice, "So, he... he didn't lie to me?!"
Jiang Yuhan nodded silently.
That Jin Feng's expression changed, and suddenly he screamed: "No, I don't believe it! Zhu Er is your cronie. If he said good things for me, why would you still lift Jin Bao? He must be lying. He must have lied to me!"
"cough."
Seeing her hysterical appearance, Sun Shaozong cleared his throat and said rudely, "I don't know if he lied to you or not - but the patent leather is peeled off in pieces, and the wood thorns are actually not. Likely to leave paint."
Saying that, Sun Shaozong spread his hands: "So if you insisted that it was a thorn that was rubbed elsewhere, this case is really hard to solve."
"you you you!"
When Jin Feng heard the words, he jumped up from the ground suddenly, pointed at Sun Shaozong and said 'you' three times, then rolled his eyes and fell down again like a wooden stake.
In response to the opinions of book friends, try to avoid the title of 'event' in the future.