Chapter 110: The Victim

Nie Xiaoman said unhurriedly: "Not only is he not a murderer, but he is also a victim!" ”

Wang Chaozong seemed to have heard something incredible: "Strange! So, who is the murderer? ”

Xiao Man said word by word: "Mao Yuhong! ”

Wang Chaozong was struck by lightning and could barely speak, and Jing Mo on the side unexpectedly put down the tea bowl in his hand.

Nie Xiaoman said again: "Have you forgotten what Su Jingmo said?"

Wang Chaozong suddenly turned his gaze back to look at Jing Mo, but he was obviously even more surprised, his eyes were looking around, and Jing Mo seemed to have fallen into a fog and didn't know the direction.

Nie Xiaoman smiled: "Jingmo, you are so forgetful!" Can't you remember your own words? Didn't you say that Mao Yuhong committed suicide?

This sentence made Jing Mo suddenly wake up, when Jing Mo saw the projectile penetrating the corpse, he suddenly said that Mao Yuhong committed suicide. But later, due to all kinds of contrary suspicions, it could not be explained, and Jing Mo himself couldn't help but give up this suicidal view.

Nie Xiaoman continued: "You expected him to commit suicide because of the evidence of the wound at that time, this view is correct. However, you were too eager to express it, and did not consider the plot before and after, and did not consider all the suspicious conflicts and find a proper explanation, so that although you had a unique vision, you were finally disturbed by other evidence in your original correct judgment. This is the most regrettable. You should pay attention to this later. ”

Nie Xiaoman's tone was a little instructive, but Jing Mo still felt very happy. Because since Jing Mo helped Nie Xiaoman investigate the case, although he sometimes talked about it, Jing Mo's observation and inference were not as incisive and unique as Nie Xiaoman's.

Only this time, this time he was in a word, and he didn't even see the famous Wang Dynasty, and Jing Mo really couldn't help but be happy about this achievement.

Su Jingmo glanced at Wang Chaozong, and the king's face changed from surprise to calmness. His eyes were still on Nie Xiaoman's face, and he was clearly a little suspicious.

Wang Chaozong said: "This result is really beyond my expectations. My lord, now you have a reasonable explanation for all the contradictions in this case? ”

Nie Xiaoman was still very relaxed, he straightened the clothes on his chest, nodded and said, "Yes, now I'll tell a story first, if there is any doubt, you might as well wait until you finish talking." ”

Wang Chaozong said: "Very good, please speak, my lord." ”

Nie Xiaoman picked up the tea bowl and took a sip gently, before he said: "Brother Chaozong, in the first half of this story, you have already explained that it is indeed good. Mao Yuhong and Hu Youzhe fell in love with Zhao Yalan at the same time, and they agreed with each other and became rivals. The result of the love battle, Hu won and Mao was defeated, and what you said also coincided. As for the reasons for victory and defeat, one is that love is pure, and everything is sincere; The other takes lust as a premise and money as a backing. Over time, as soon as the truth was revealed, Zhao Yalan of course gave up one or the other. ”

"The nature of the story can't jump out of the old-fashioned triangle, but the reasons in it, I believe the way is different." Nie Xiaoman paused, took another sip of tea, looked at Wang Chaozong again, and continued.

Mao Yuhong failed, of course he was not reconciled. You know a proud rich son, the doting of the family has caused his willful character, and the danger of the consequences is inevitable. This is really: 'Shenzhou drove out of the sinking current, and the bright moon shone brightly. The two gentlemen nodded secretly, there is a reason, and the reincarnation of the ten thousand calamities is here. It's a sigh of beauty. Last night, Mao Yuhong decided on a plan to commit murder, preparing to beat Hu Youzhe to death and destroy their happy marriage. He quietly walked outside the door of Hu's house and saw that the window of the study was open, and Hu Youzhe was sitting on a rocking chair and thinking to himself. Mao Yuhong fired a shot outside the house. Unexpectedly, Hu Youzhe's rocking chair was wobbly, and it was inconvenient to aim. The shot missed, and it sank into the floor. ”

Jing Mo looked at Wang Chaozong when he heard this, and found that Wang Chaozong was also as surprised as himself.

When Hu Youzhe walked out to check in surprise, Mao Yuhong had already fled. Although Hu Youzhe didn't see who sent the gun, he expected that he had no other grievances except for his rival. However, because his wedding date was tomorrow, he didn't want to have a lot of good things and any more accidents, so he pressed this matter and never reported it to the government. Of course, this is a big mistake for him, because Mao Yuhong is arrogant. ”

After a pause, Xiao Man sighed: "A young man who is used to being arrogant is usually obedient to others, and he reads too little, so of course his reason is not sound, so when he encounters a setback, he will go against the grain, and even disregard his life." When he failed, he added more and more resentment. After returning home, I thought about it a hundred times and decided to commit suicide. However, he did not die in vain, he tried to carry out his revenge plan and blame Hu Youzhe. For example, the toppling of the chair, the opening of the front door, and the chanting of the name of 'Yuzhe' when he was dying were all strategies he prepared to convince his family that he had been murdered by 'Yuzhe'. And after he shot, he also tried to throw the gun away, which shows his vengeful firmness and thoughtful design. ”

"Did you say 'Youzhe' and 'Youze', the voices were too close, Mao Yuhong's mother heard it wrong?" Jing Mo took the opportunity of Nie Xiaoman's pause to make up a sentence.

Nie Xiaoman nodded. "Yes." Yuzhe' and 'Yuzawa' are so similar that even if you normally hear them wrong. Mrs. Mao misheard it in the misze, and I think it is reasonable. ”

Wang Chaozong also asked, "Lord Nie, what you said is too detailed. But is that what you envision? Or is it well-founded? ”

Nie Xiaoman smiled and said, "Brother Chaozong, do you want to imagine what will happen if there is no basis?" Then I'm not a storyteller, and I'm going to tell you two here? ”

"Huh?"

"I'll tell you. My assumptions, of course, are based on facts and evidence. I got your report, and I feel that Hu Youzhe has no need to kill Mao Yuhong. Do you think that since he has won in the love field and the wedding date is the next day, why should he risk killing people? If it is said that a portrait of the person he wants falls into the hands of his rival, he does not hesitate to commit murder, it is too far-fetched in reason. ”

Wang Chaozong nodded again and again when he heard this.

Xiaoman continued: "Because the portrait of a woman may have some value when the secret cannot be made public, this matter is completely different. Two men openly fall in love with a woman at the same time, and the woman certainly has no need to keep a secret from the other. Therefore, Zhao Yalan did nothing wrong in this regard, and in Mao Yuhong's view, this portrait could not achieve coercion or any other purpose. In this case, why is it worth Hu Youzhe to desperately retrieve this shadow figure? ”

"Your Excellency, you have a point." Wang Chaozong finally admitted it.

Xiao Man said again: "Your report also said that you found a projectile in his study. I'll go to you in the yamen and compare the marbles. You happen to be absent. I'll see Hu Youzhe directly. When I showed him what was at stake, he told me honestly all the plots. I went to the door of Hu Youzhe's house to check again, and sure enough, I saw obvious signs on the short wall, and it was clear that someone had leaned on there. Therefore, I am convinced that it was Mao Yuhong who committed the murder, not Hu Youzhe. The musket is also a feathered thing, not to mention. In addition, there is a basic evidence that the deceased was holding a gun in his left hand, and although the wound was in the left chest, the muzzle of the gun had been deflected, so the bullet passed through the right back. This is clearly a sign of suicide. And you always notice that the black ash on the shirt is obviously a projectile firing close to it. This point, of course, is the reason for Brother Jing Mo's initial opinion, and I don't need to say more about it. ”