Nie Xiaoman was still staring at his face: "Oh, fabricated? Mr. Sima, how can a person like you also look forward and deceive people with lies? Did you say that you didn't go to Liu Hanfei's house the night before? Oh, I have a second piece of evidence. He took out a cardboard bag from his pocket, and when he opened it, it was a fake ivory knife, which Jing Mo found behind the door in the murder room. Mr. Sima, after you brought this thing to Han Fei's bedroom, you accidentally left it there. Now I'll bring it back to you! ”

Sima Yingyang was shocked, and his body suddenly pressed against the back of the chair. The blood on his lips was completely gone, but he still denied it.

He shook his head and said, "No! This knife is not mine! ”

Nie Xiaoman still argued in a gentle tone: "The knife is obviously yours. Why should you rely on it? This is a paper cutter applied on the desk. You were pregnant with a murderous motive at the time, and you didn't have a proper murder weapon for a while, so you took this paper cutter with you. But you saw Liu Hanfei, and when you did it, ......"

Sima Yingyang suddenly stood up straight, his hands crossed on his waist, his eyes wide open, and his breathing was unusually short.

He said sharply: "Lord Nie, you don't have to say any more! Your words are completely wrong. This knife is an ordinary thing, how can you say it must be mine? ”

Nie Xiaoman frowned, as if he had finally lost his endurance, he put the knife on the circle chair and stood up.

Nie Xiaoman said with a straight face: "Mr. Sima, I'm very sorry. You are a learned person, why should you also learn from those cowards who have no courage? You must know that we do things entirely on the basis of justice, and what we pursue is the truth, fairness and justice. Of course, we do not approve of the attitude of favoritism and obliteration of justice, but if you have any grievances, you might as well explain them truthfully. ”

Sima Ying was so angry that he couldn't speak, and Xiao Man continued: "Now you have repeatedly said that my words are not true, as if I deliberately wanted to frame you. That's too much. So, take a look at this last piece of evidence. ”

Nie Xiaoman took out a white porcelain tea bowl with white porcelain and gold flowers from the big bag. He pointed to the white porcelain tea bowl and continued: "This cup is always your thing, right?" Look, there are five of them with the same pattern in the porcelain plate on the small table over there, and they are clearly a group. This is the cup you used for tea last night. Therefore, you have left three visible fingerprints on this cup. ”

He took the knife again. "There are also several fingerprints on the knife, and one inside is very clear. After I compared, it was the same as one of the three in the cup. If you don't report it again, you might as well find seal oil and print another one of the middle fingers of your right hand and compare them with each other. ”

At this time, Sima Yingyang's resistance became more and more weak. His head hung low, and his hands rested on the back of his chair like a lifeless stone statue. This situation is strange and pitiful, and Jing Mo is a little unbearable to see it.

Sima Yingyang has reached the point where he is irrefutable, and the only and clever move is to completely tell Nie Xiaoman the truth of the facts. Jing Mo looked at him without blinking, hoping that he would immediately raise his head and confess his crime. However, Ma Siyingyang did not seem to have the courage, and stood with his head bowed, and his bright red hat knot seemed to lose some color.

Knock knock! …… Knock knock! …… At this tense time, there was a sudden snap of fingers on the study door.

The fourth person came in to play this tragedy!

In an instant, the door opened, and a young woman with a graceful figure entered.

Jingmo knew it at first sight, it was Yingyang's daughter Xiutang. At this time, her jade face was bleak, her two thin eyebrows were frowned, and her beautiful eyes were watery with tears. She wore a black dress and held a pair of yuan-colored satin shoes in her hand.

As soon as Sima Xiutang entered the door, he leaned over his trembling body and saluted Xiaoman and Jing Mo. She touched her father's back with one hand and said, "Father, sit down." …… Master Nie, I already know your intentions. But I've just listened to you, and I know that some of your views are wrong. You said it was my father who killed Liu Hanfei? No! You're wrong! ”

As she spoke, she lifted the shoes she was holding in her hand and said, "Master Nie, these are my shoes." I wore these shoes to Hanfei's house the night before. It had been raining lightly, and the mud marks on my shoes were enough to prove my words. So it was me, not my father, who killed Han Fei! ”

The case has changed dramatically! Not only was it unexpected by Jing Mo, but even Nie Xiaoman obviously didn't expect it. He stared at the fair girl with astonished eyes, and placed the knife and white porcelain tea bowl on the small table.

Xiao Man took a long breath and said, "Miss Sima, I have already confirmed some of your words. Because one of your other shoes was in my hands last night, and it has been compared to the footprints I got. ”

Xiutang nodded and said, "Oh, no wonder one is missing." Did Huixin give it to you? ”

Nie Xiaoman also nodded and said, "Yes, there is also this shoe, but you can't blame Huixin, I forced her to do it." ”

"In that case, why do you bother my father any more?"

"I don't believe you can do such a thing. These shoes can only prove that you went to Qian's house the night before, but they cannot prove that you have committed murder. ”

"He was indeed killed by me."

Nie Xiaoman pondered for a moment and asked, "What reason do you have to kill him?" ”

Xiutang said: "Just because he slandered my father." ”

Nie Xiaoman said: "I know you have a personal affair with him. He has insulted your father, and although you are dissatisfied, at most you have broken off your friendship, so why did you commit murder? ”

Sima Chunxi stood next to Ying Yang's chair, his eyes fixed on the ground. Eagle Yang was stunned, as if he had lost consciousness. Nie Xiaoman looked at the father and daughter in silence, and Jing Mo also sat still, waiting for things to develop.

Then, Xiutang replied with his back on his back: "I think since he can slander my father out of thin air, it can be seen that he is not an honest person." Although he was prevented by his father because he loved me, he had to make this decision, but he actually ruined my father's reputation and disregarded his father's life and death, his intentions were too cruel. Such a man is not only terrible, but also contemptible. So I changed my mind and decided to avenge my father. ”

This reason seemed to be sufficient, and her awe-inspiring expression did seem to have the ability to kill such a poisonous hand. But Nie Xiaoman still thought that it was not Xiutang who committed the murder, but Yingyang. Wouldn't he be wrong in his thinking?

Jing Mo looked at Nie Xiaoman, still staring at Xiutang's face quietly, and looked back at her father from time to time. When Yingyang came in, he also showed a surprised look. After he helped Xiutang to the circle chair, he sat on the ground. Until he heard her confess to be the murderer, he suddenly sat up straight on the circle chair again, with frightened eyes, but quietly did not say a word.

Nie Xiaoman asked again, "Miss Sima, how did you kill him?" ”

Sima Chunxi was still standing against the circle chair of Yingyang, one hand rolling the rounded corners of her satin leather jacket. She was calm, as if she were sorting out the thoughts in her head.

She said: "After my father passed out the night before, he went back to his room to rest, and although he was regained his senses, his spirit was so badly damaged that he couldn't sleep. Of course, I am very distressed, because it is clear that this incident is caused by me, and I must not ignore it. So when it was time to go upstairs, my father told me to go upstairs to sleep, so I took the opportunity to get out and prepare to fight with Hanfei. At that time, in order to avoid anyone's attention, I walked out of my father's bedroom, and without going upstairs, I quietly went straight out the back door. ”

This confession eliminated a previous suspicion, Xiutang had not gone upstairs, and the maid Huixin's words the day before were actually not lying, and the testimony of catching Zhao Erhei was also confirmed.

Nie Xiaoman asked again: "Then when you went out from home, did you mean to murder Liu Hanfei?" Or did you get there to kill people? ”

Xiutang said: "I have already said that I have been ready to fight with him for a long time." So as soon as I saw him, I just—"

Nie Xiaoman raised his hand again to stop her: "Slow down, you're talking too fast." How was it when you walked in? ”

Xiutang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I, I just called outside the door, and he opened the door himself to let me in." ”

"Hey, he opened the door himself? So do you remember if you heard a dog bark when you barked at the door? ”

"Uh-no-I didn't pay attention."

"Okay. What happens after that? ”

When I went into his bedroom, I rebuked him not to insult my father, and asked him what he could do to make amends. He- he didn't accept it, and said a few rude words. I—I was immediately furious, so I picked up a stone inkstone on my desk and struck him on the head, and he was bleeding profusely, and he fell to the ground and died! ”

"Oh, you stoned him to death? But what about Shi Yan? We didn't see it. ”

Xiutang lowered his head and said, "I took it out and threw it away." ”

Nie Xiaoman's lips tugged, and his slanted eyes flashed towards Jing Mo, as if to imply that her story was not entirely credible.

When Jing Mo heard this, she also felt that she had not mentioned the matter of stone kicks, which was obviously very unreasonable.

Xiutang continued: "I searched his desk drawer for the letters and items I gave him, and then exited his house. ”