The Plough

Chapter 78

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Go back to one hour ago.

Ling Shu excitedly visited the dressing room. After half an hour, Ms. Zhang, who was sitting in the first-class carriage, wanted to go to the dressing room to get some makeup done.

She felt that she came out in a hurry this morning, and the foundation on her face may not have been evenly painted, which led to people looking at her frequently on the road, so as soon as she got on the bus from Nanjing on her forefoot, she asked the accompanying servant to put away her luggage, and she immediately turned to makeup. room to go.

But someone grabbed the doorknob faster than she did.

It's the janitor who cleans the train.

The other party said that the dressing room had just been used at the previous station, and it still needs to be cleaned for a while. Please wait a few minutes for Ms. Zhang, and then come in to use it. Let’s say, take the broom and enter the dressing room, and close the door with the backhand.

Ms. Zhang had no choice but to return to her seat, wait and wait, fidgeting, recalling that the handyman did not nod or bow, his attitude was quite arrogant, and he felt unhappy. She couldn't help but give birth to the idea of a theoretical service attitude with the other party, so she got up and walked towards the dressing room. .

Today, although it is the society of the Republic of China, it is known as a civilized and civilized society, but the deep down in the hearts of the people, it does not mean that you can go there. Passengers waiting in the carriages do not have such services at all, and can only rely on themselves to see and remember.

Since Ms. Zhang felt that the handyman was disrespectful to her, she wanted to use words to teach him a lesson. Unfortunately, the other party lowered his head and couldn't see his appearance, otherwise Ms. Zhang would have complained long ago.

When Ms. Zhang came back to the dressing room, she found that the door was open, and the handyman was gone, replaced by a woman with her back to her, lying in front of the vanity mirror for a nap.

Ms. Zhang could see at a glance that this woman was tall and slender, her clothes were neither close-fitting nor fitted, and even her resting posture was too rude. She definitely didn't look like a passenger in a first-class compartment, maybe she bought a third-class compartment. Tickets, and by some way to stroll over, take the opportunity to enter the dressing room to take advantage.

She was angry and yelled.

"Don't rest here, it will disturb others!"

The other party slept too deeply, or didn't want to pay attention to Ms. Zhang, so he didn't move.

Madam Zhang became more and more angry and couldn't help but pushed her forward.

The opponent still didn't move.

"I'm talking to you, do you hear me!"

Ms. Zhang has a fiery personality, and went straight to grab someone's hair.

Her curly half-length hair was pulled up by her with a bang!

what! ! ! ! !

The screams that Ms. Zhang made with all her strength were enough to resound through the first and second class compartments.

Ling Shu was not the first to arrive at the dressing room.

Although his seat was not far from the dressing room, there was someone who liked to join in the fun more than him. As soon as the screams started, he was already at the door of the dressing room for the first time.

When the door was crowded, many people saw Ms. Zhang slumped on the ground.

And, a wig held by Ms. Zhang.

Also, the man who was lying in front of the vanity mirror, still motionless.

Ms. Zhang thought she had grabbed someone's scalp, but in fact what she grabbed was a wig.

And under the wig, this head and hairstyle is naturally a man.

The man was wearing a woman's skirt. Even with such a big movement, he couldn't fall asleep. The fool could see the problem.

Ms. Zhang was so frightened that her face was pale, she was trembling, and she even forgot to throw away the wig she was holding in her hand, not to mention she stepped forward to inspect it.

A bolder male passenger reached out to sniff the man's breath.

"died!"

With just two words, the crowd in the audience huffed and backed away, and the good people on the outside were almost squeezed, and there was another small disturbance.

The conductor who just handed the sugar cube to Ling Shu wanted to cry but had no tears. He finally managed to get through the relationship and got this errand. He was not happy for two days before this kind of accident happened. Since the train was opened, I have never heard of this happening. Waiting for the murder!

He dared to step forward.

Someone pushed him away from behind.

"Let Jean, we are the police, let's go in and see!"

The conductor turned back.

It was the very beautiful young man who was just about to deliver the sugar cubes.

Unexpectedly, he was a gentleman and dressed in casual clothes, and he was actually a policeman.

"Car boy! Car boy!"

I don't know who, while shouting, stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"It's all dead, go and stop the train! It's still going?! Where are you going! Who dares to sit!"

The conductor was pushed, stumbled and stumbled out of the crowd. He didn't know who to report to, so he had to stand blankly.

Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang had already come to the dead man.

"You discovered him first?" Ling Shu asked Ms. Zhang.

Ms. Zhang nodded first, and then shouted.

"It's that handyman! He must have killed someone!"

Without waiting for Ling Shu to ask in detail, she gave a general overview of what happened just now.

"There is a streak on the neck, and the neck bone was twisted off, there is no doubt that he was killed."

"He wears a skirt and a wig, but the skirt not only doesn't fit, but the buttons are not properly buttoned, and the stockings are turned upside down, and the wig will fall when pulled. Wearing such clothes, let alone sneaking into the train, will attract everyone's attention even when you walk outside. ."

Yue Dingtang got up and said, he took off the gloves that he had just looked at the corpse, obviously he would rather not wear gloves than touch the corpse again.

"That's right!" Ms. Zhang came back to her senses and hurriedly threw the wig on her hand, "I didn't use any force when I grabbed his hair just now, and his hair fell off!"

Then there is only one possibility. The deceased's dress was changed after he died. The purpose of the murderer changing his clothes may be to delay the time for others to discover the body as much as possible, and to fight for his own time to escape. .

"Where is the arrival station in front of the train, and when?" Yue Dingtang asked the conductor who was standing outside.

The latter said: "Bengbu is ahead, it's still early to arrive at the station!"

Nanjing to Bengbu is about a six-hour drive. This train has just left about one-third of the distance, and it is far from the landing site. It is impossible to stop suddenly as the passengers said. You can only report the matter and wait until you stop to deal with it.

Ling Shu revealed his identity and asked several conductors and handymen who heard the news to help evacuate the crowd, restore order, and help Ms. Zhang out.

Even the clothes on the deceased were temporarily replaced, so naturally it was impossible to leave anything behind.

The only clue is the handyman that Ms. Zhang just mentioned.

If the handyman was not the murderer, then the deceased must have died after he left, otherwise the handyman would have made a noise like Ms. Zhang.

Ling Shu obviously went to a place with Yue Dingtang.

"Not long after the train started, I went shopping around, and also went to the dressing room. At that time, there was no one there, it was about an hour ago. After half an hour, Ms. Zhang came over and happened to meet the handyman. The handyman was not very polite and didn't even say hello, which made Ms. Zhang very unhappy, so half an hour later, the more she thought about it, the more she became angrier, and ran to the dressing room to find the theory of the handyman, only to see the deceased."

"That is to say, there is only half an hour in between. The murderer wants to kill the dead and then change the clothes of the deceased to leave. It is a very hasty thing, and it is almost impossible to achieve. Unless-"

Yue Dingtang nodded: "Ms. Zhang just stood at the door when she met the handyman, and the door was left open. She didn't look in, and didn't know if anyone was inside. She said that she saw the handyman coming from somewhere else with her own eyes. It didn't come out from the inside, that is to say, there were already people inside at that time, and the murderer was probably also there."

Ling Shu: "In half an hour after I left, the deceased was killed. When Ms. Zhang met the handyman, the other party was going in to cover up the murder scene, so the time was just right."

Yue Dingtang: "So the handyman may not be the murderer, but he must be an accomplice."

The conductor was already confused by the side.

"Two or two sirs, what are we going to do now!"

"Look for someone!" Yue Dingtang pointed at the deceased and said, "Look for a man with a similar stature to him. His original clothes are likely to be worn on someone else's body, and the size is too large, that person may be the murderer!"