It stands to reason that Hua Lang, as a detective, no matter how the deceased died, he should have that kind of curiosity to know the truth.

But I don't know why, when Hua Lang saw the dead man lying in the mansion, he suddenly didn't want to know the result.

But he had to figure out how the dead man died.

At the urging of Bao Zheng, Wen Meng and others, Hua Lang had no choice but to check the corpse.

After some inspection, Hua Lang got up, couldn't help but sigh, and said, "Murdered." ”

Everyone had already been mentally prepared, but now that they heard this answer from Hua Lang's eyes, they were still very surprised, because they really couldn't understand who would kill such an old man.

Judging from the clothes on the old man's body, he should not have any money, and if he had, he would not have been killed on the streets so late without a place to live.

When everyone was surprised, Hua Lang pointed to the corpse and said: "Generally, people who freeze to death will have red spots on their skin, and the skin of their body will shrink, but if they are killed and then frozen in the snow, this will not happen, and now there are no red spots on the body of the deceased, which means that he did not freeze to death." ”

After Hua Lang finished saying this, Bao Zheng hurriedly asked, "Then how was this old man killed, and what was the fatal injury?" ”

Hua Lang ordered someone to bring a basin of hot water, a towel, and then slowly put a hot compress on the neck of the deceased, so that after a few times, a very thin strangulation mark appeared between the neck of the deceased.

The deceased was strangled to death, most likely the deceased was walking down the street last night when the murderer suddenly appeared and strangled him.

After packing up his things, Bao Zheng asked, "What now?" ”

Hua Lang couldn't help but sigh: "Wait, let's see if anyone comes to identify the body, and also, don't stick to the capital to find the family of the deceased, and inquire carefully outside the capital." ”

Bao Zheng understood what Hua Lang meant, and then sent a lot of people.

After giving this order, Bao Zheng suddenly looked up at Hua Lang, only to see Hua Lang's brows tightly locked, his face was deep, as if he was very worried, Bao Zheng was a little puzzled, and asked: "Brother Hua, do you think this murder case is not easy to solve?" ”

Seeing Bao Zheng ask, Hua Lang smiled: "Any murder case is not as easy as imagined, but if you investigate and explore carefully, there is no murder case that is unsolvable, I am just worried now, when the truth of this matter is revealed, we will be unbearable." ”

Every time the murder is over, everyone is a little unbearable, because the murder has always been related to human nature, and after finding the worst, it is the crime of human nature, such as the case of the Qingshuang girl last time.

Hua Lang has this kind of worry now, and everyone naturally understands, after all, the person who died now is an old man, and I don't know what kind of story this old man will have.

After noon, the officials who had been sent out came back one after another, and one of them brought with him the family of the deceased, a man who looked like a peasant, about thirty years old, of moderate stature, but he looked more wooden, and he seemed to be very frightened as if he had entered the government for the first time.

When the official led him to see the corpse, he immediately pounced on him and cried, and when he cried like this, everyone immediately understood, and then the official hurried to report to Bao Zheng and Hua Lang.

When Bao Zheng and Hua Lang arrived, the man was still crying, and when he was almost crying, Bao Zheng asked, "Is he your father?" ”

The man couldn't contain his sadness, but he nodded.

Seeing that the man had admitted his relationship with the deceased, Bao Zheng immediately asked in a cold voice: "Since he is your father, why did you let him walk around at night when it was snowing heavily?" ”

The man obviously noticed the abnormality, so he quickly explained: "My lord, this matter is a long story, my father has a problem with his brain, he forgets everything, sometimes leaves the house to walk outside, and when he comes back, he can't find the way, and often gets lost, but if he lets him go around, he will cry like a child, we are very helpless to my father, and he has to be the last to do it, after finding out that my father did not come back last night, we looked for him everywhere, but we didn't find it for a long time, and today we went into the city to look for it, only to know that my father was dead. ”

After the man finished speaking, he couldn't help crying again, and when everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel a little sad, and at this time, Hua Lang looked at the man and asked, "What is your father's name, what is your name, and who else is in the family?" ”

The man stopped crying and said: "My father's name is Xiang Dang, the villain's name is Xiang Xi, and there is a lady in the family, we live in Xiangjiazhuang outside the capital, and my father is a scholar, but then I don't know why, my head is confused, and I have often forgotten things since then." ”

After listening to Xiang Xi's words, Hua Lang understood a little, so he continued to ask, "How is your family's background?" ”

"Xiangjiazhuang is close to the capital, so every family is doing well, we should be regarded as a medium family in the village, and we don't have to worry about food and clothing."

After knowing these situations, Hua Lang frowned, and asked again, "Then what enemies does your father usually have?" ”

Xiang Xi thought for a while and shook his head: "No, my father used to be a scholar, and he never grudged with others, but then he had a problem with his head, although he often caused trouble for his neighbors, but it was all a trivial matter, I don't think they would hate my father for those things, this son asked me this question, but my father's death is a little strange?" ”

After Xiang Xi asked, Hua Lang bowed slightly: "That's true, your father was murdered, I think the murderer is likely to be your father's enemy, otherwise why would an innocent person kill an old man like him?" ”

Hearing Hua Lang say that his father was murdered, Xiang Xi's mouth grew in surprise, as if for a person like him, the word murder was too far away and too unfamiliar to him, and suddenly heard this word, and this word was related to himself, and he couldn't help but feel at a loss.

Hua Lang naturally knew Xiang Xi's situation at this time, so he comforted him a little, and then said: "We will try our best to help your father find the murderer, but please think about it carefully, who is likely to kill your father, and also, does your father know what to say, and when he left home yesterday, was there anything abnormal?" ”

Hua Lang asked several questions in a row, Xiang Xi didn't know how to answer for a while, so he was a little stunned for a while, Hua Lang saw this, and hurriedly comforted: "You think slowly, and say whatever you think." ”