Nie Xiaoman said: "Fortunately, it is rare for someone to pass by, so this important certificate was kept." It's a fluke!

Pu Jiaoren's chubby face had a few lines slightly, and a little uneasy expression appeared. He asked rhetorically, "Master, you said that this bloodstain is a kind of evidence?" ”

Nie Xiaoman groaned slightly, and replied slowly: "You think that there has been a murder in this house, but there are fresh blood stains here, how can we not pay attention to it?" ”

An armoured servant seemed to have seen the three of them, and came out of the bamboo fence outside the villa to greet them. The lieutenant of Pu County hurried forward and greeted and talked to the officer. Nie Xiaoman still stood still, he slowly squatted down and lowered his body as much as possible, his eyes staring at the ground, carefully observing the blood stains and the surroundings of the blood stains. He looked intently at it, then suddenly pointed to one place and let out a low exclamation.

"Jingmo, look, what kind of trace is this?"

Jing Mo also lowered his body in the same way as Xiaoman, and inspected it as usual. "It's blood, too, but it's not the whole blood, as if it's been touched by something.

"yes. But it is by no means trampled by boots and shoes. ”

"No, there are very fine lines on this smooth stone, as if I have rubbed a coarse cloth ~ wiped it.

Nie Xiaoman shook his head and said, "I don't look like it's a cloth pattern." Because there are only longitudinal lines, no horizontal lines. And the lines of the marks are very short. There are already a few joints on this small piece, and they are slightly curved and messy. Alas, strange, what is this trace after all? ”

The county lieutenant suddenly beckoned from afar: "Lord Nie, Su Shangcha, the deceased's wife, Ms. Hua Yuyu, went downstairs just now because she was going to come to inspect it in the county's history." We might as well hurry in and take the opportunity to ask her a few words. ”

Nie Xiaoman responded, stood up and straightened his robe, and walked away from the bloodstain with Jing Mo and walked onto the dirt road. His eyes continued to look at the ground, and he found a track of a wheel pressing over the dirt road.

This inkstone study is north-south. There is a row of main houses in front of it, with a total of three buildings, and the left and right sides are slightly protruding, and the style is very beautiful. The house is painted with gray sand and mud, and the upper and lower doors and windows are framed with vermilion lacquer, which has a more elegant taste.

There is a meadow in front of the main house, surrounded by a thin bamboo fence in the shape of a mesh. There are two other small buildings in the back, and the distance from the main house is seven or eight zhang away. Jing Mo later learned that he knew that the old human rights thirteen lived upstairs in this back room.

Although the house does not have a direct neighbor, it is close to the official road except to the south. Behind and on the east and west sides, not far away, there are farmers' thatched huts and tiled houses.

When the three of them walked into the bamboo fence gate, they saw a strong squad officer and a cross-knife catcher standing at the door, as if there to greet the three of them.

At this time, Jing Mo happened to see the bamboo fence next to the door, with two mesh squares, leaving traces of breakage.

Jing Moyu pointed and said, "Nie Xiaoman, look, the cracks on this fence are still very fresh. ”

Nie Xiaoman also stood up and replied: "Yes, this also has the value of attention, but how did it break?" If someone goes through the fence and gets damaged, that's not necessary. Because it doesn't look like it's locked. ”

Before Su Jingmo could answer, the sidecar next to him caught quickly, and suddenly volunteered to show his work.

The knife caught quickly and said: "Lord Qiyu, I have investigated this for miles." According to the thirteenth person in his hometown, the day before yesterday, a beggar came here to beg for money. The hostess here gave him ten small pieces of money and refused to leave, and cursed fiercely in her mouth. Later, the man drove him down from the upper floor and expelled him, and the beggar dared to resist with force. Therefore, the two of them pushed and shoved inside for a while, and this break was left on the fence. ”

Nie Xiaoman nodded again and again and praised: "You can notice this, which also shows that you are careful." I haven't consulted yet. ”

The lieutenant of Pu replied from the side: "This is Hu Defu Hu Dutou sent by the county government. He is also an old man in the public gate. ”

Hu Dutou listened to Nie Xiaoman's praise, the corners of his mouth curled, and his face seemed to be covered with rouge, and that kind of smug expression could not be suppressed. After a while, Su Jingmo had already walked into the fence gate, and through the grass, Nie Xiaoman stopped in front of the broken window on the west side.

There was a large jar of pickles, and one of the pieces was broken, and a few cracked pieces were still left on the frame. It was clear that the murderer had broken the jar first, and then reached out and pulled out the window chain, and then climbed into the house through the window.

Nie Xiaoman said: "Is this really the murderer's path in?" There was also half a black satin shoe print on the window sill. ”

Lieutenant Pu had already guided the first step and stepped on the stone steps in the middle. Su Jingmo also followed him. In the middle of the main area is a guest hall with four walls painted in light green, and the furniture is simple but elegant. Several Western-style circle chairs are covered with black cloth covers, and a small round table is lined in the middle, on which several magazines are placed, both in Chinese and Japanese.

Sure enough, everything was still in order. Nishishuri is a dining hall with a new layout. On the wall there is an enlarged portrait of the hostess and several landscape paintings. There was a rectangular mark on the wall against the window, darker in color, but there were no fallen frames on the ground, and there was no sign of a fight tipping. The murderer had crawled in through the dining hall window. A piece of glass is missing from the window. This rich is facing west, and there is grass outside the window.

The one on the east side is a tea room, and the stairs are just behind the seats. The slain Niu Yizhi fell at the foot of the stairs, his feet less than two feet apart from the steps, and his head facing south. At this time, the corpse was covered with a white sheet, and there was a tall young woman, leaning on a middle-aged maid, who was crying beside the corpse with her head down.

This young woman was wearing a red brocade robe, white brocade sleeves, colorful sleeves and cloud shoulders, and a jade pendant on her chest, but her face was covered by the white scarf in her hand, and she couldn't see clearly for a while. But looking at her white and delicate skin, slender and light figure, it can be surmised that Cen Mingkai's comments are not too much.

Pu County Wei stepped forward lightly and said to the Chinese woman, it should be an introduction to Nie Xiaoman. The woman raised her head, and Jing Mo saw her face, about twenty-four or five years old, and her face was indeed very beautiful.

With a goose-egg-shaped face, two slender eyebrows, and a pair of clear eyes, if there is no slight redness and swelling on the eye circles, it does contain a lot of force, enough to turn any ordinary man upside down. At this time, although she did not apply powder, the natural color was already "beautiful"

Comments. She nodded slightly to the newcomers, covered her face with the scarf again, and whimpered under her breath.

Nie Xiaoman replied with a greeting, leaned over, and slowly uncovered the sheet covering the corpse. Then the horrible shape of the corpse was revealed to everyone's eyes.

The corpse was wearing a very ordinary half-sleeved short robe, with a pair of shoes on its feet and a pure scarf on its head. Jing Mo silently and carefully recorded the appearance of the corpse on the side, only to see that the corpse was lying on the right side.

The corpse's left hand was plucked from the top of the left thigh, and the skin on the back of the hand appeared dark. Jing Mo leaned forward and saw the face of the dead man. The man's wounds were between his chin and neck, his collar had been removed, and his shirt was covered with blood.

His throat was completely shattered, apparently wounded by a loose bird's gun. On the left side of the face and on the right cheekbone, there are also a lot of loose wounds. Therefore, the blood-drenched scars are more and more terrifying. His eyes were closed, his long black hair was messing up on his forehead, and blood was clotting.