Wang Feng's residence is very simple, because of the summer, he sleeps on a straw mat; In order to inspect the corners of the room and avoid the bloodstains, Xiao Yu'er had to hold the ground with her left hand and the head of the bed with her right hand, keep her balance like an acrobat, and sweat profusely - no way, there was no camera to fix the evidence at the scene, so she had to work hard to avoid damaging the possible evidence.

The corpse was moved out of the house, and Mr. Gongsun turned him over and saw an obvious fatal wound, a deep knife in the throat, greatly opened by the contraction of muscles and skin, like a strange smile, as if mocking mercilessly

On the other side, the other officials found their neighbors from the crowd and extracted useful information from them.

What to do? At this moment, Xiao Yu'er, who was squatting to check the floor, stood up, holding something extremely small in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were hung with a signature evil smile, as if he had a bamboo in his chest. Ma Xiaoling's heart jumped, her happy expression flashed, and she tried her best to pretend to be calm, but her heart kept thinking: What did he find?

Xiao Yu'er walked out of the room as if nothing had happened, and Mr. Gongsun first reported the situation of the inquest of the corpse: there was no poison in the throat, no injuries to the torso, no scars on the neck, no bruises on the skull, and the only fatal wound was in the throat, and there was no other trace of resistance.

It was this knife that cut his throat, and Wang Feng couldn't make any sound, so no one heard his cries for help, and he wasn't killed until his wife sent supper.

Wang Feng's body is very strong, even if a person who knows martial arts wants to sneak attack him in his sleep, it is not easy for him to cut his throat unknowingly in the middle of the night, unless he is a top killer. If it's a top killer, how can he come here to kill him?

Wang Feng lives alone, and there are several families adjacent to his residence, but they are all a few feet away from his wooden house. Before the first watch, no one heard the movement, but after knocking on the first watch, after a while, the neighbors heard the sound of ping-pong in Wang Feng's house. Because they knew that Wang Feng often borrowed wine late at night to drown his sorrows and smashed things after drinking, the neighbors didn't think it was strange, and now that they think about it, they are afraid that they were killed at that time.

"Strange!" Ma Xiaoling grabbed her head in distress: "Wang Feng and the murderer Ping Pong fought for a long time, almost scratching everything in this house, why did he just shut his mouth and refused to call?" Could it be that he and the assassins still talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, playing alone? ”

Obviously, this reason is not valid, Wang Feng's head is not broken, someone attacked in the middle of the night. He should have called for help.

Mr. Gongsun also stroked a small handful of his beard and said suspiciously: "Isn't it that you have been poisoned by dumb medicine and can't call it out?" ”

"If you can give dumb medicine, why not just poison it?"

Xiao Yu'er walked out of the wooden house with a smile on her face, her smile unusually relaxed and happy. All the officials and others were all happy, knowing that their leaders had such expressions on their faces, most of them were confident.

"In fact, the deceased was cut off his throat with a knife," Xiao Yu'er said categorically, "Because of this." So he didn't have time to make any noise, and he was already dead! ”

A cut throat? So why don't you make a sound when you're fighting? The inside of the room was messed with knife marks, like a tornado, so it was in the minds of others. Wang Feng should have been killed by a knife after he was defeated.

Most of the people were still puzzled, and Mr. Gongsun asked, "The time of death did not match the one after the neighbor's explanation......"

When the audience cooperated to make a sudden realization expression, Xiao Yuer smiled and shook his head. The weather is hot in the summer. In addition, the humidity along the river is very high, and indicators such as eye cloudiness and corpse spots cannot be accurate enough to distinguish the difference in death time within half an hour, such as "before the first watch" and "after the first watch". The forensic determination of the time of death yielded a vague criterion that was expected to be accurate to the minute. That is absolutely impossible, and the accuracy of identification also decreases with the extension of the time of death, for example, within one day of death, it can be accurate to the hour, and if it is more than a week of death, it can basically only be accurate to which day.

"It's a splattered bloodstain!" Xiao Yu'er led everyone to the wooden house, and he entered alone. Xiao Yu'er pointed to the simple wooden bed with straw mats in the room, and there were blood splatters on the west wall next to the bed, more than two feet above the bed, and the tips of the blood stains were diagonally upward.

This is? Everyone didn't know why, but with blood and knife marks everywhere in the room, this bloodstain was not particularly conspicuous.

slapped her head, Xiao Yu'er felt funny: she almost thought these people were criminal police colleagues, dizzy. Knowing that they didn't understand the parabolic trajectory analysis of blood splashing, Xiao Yu'er immediately asked someone to take a water bladder, kill a pig and take pig blood and put it in the water bladder, then went outside, picked up a clean wall, squeezed the water bladder and sprayed blood on the wall.

Everyone didn't understand what he was doing, but watching Xiao Yu'er do things at a glance, he aroused curiosity, and everyone was waiting to see what tricks he could do.

The little fish sprayed more than ten times from different angles and distances, and the pig's blood sprayed bright red on the wall, and then stopped and asked: "Everyone, please see, which of these more than ten times is similar to the one I just pointed out to you?" ”

Ma Xiaoling went to observe and found that some of these blood stains were low, some were high, some were rounder, and some were longer, and the most similar to the one in Wang Feng's room was the seventh blood stain from left to right.

Xiao Yu'er smiled and asked, "Who remembers the distance and height of this blood stain when the official sprayed pig blood, holding a water bladder from the wall?" ”

Ma Xiaoling became more and more interested, and she had already guessed Xiao Yuer's intentions: "I still remember!" More than five feet away from the wall, the blood stain is about two feet higher than the water bladder! ”

Xiao Yu'er led everyone back to the wooden house, and at this time, the blood stain in the room, which was originally unnoticeable, was extremely dazzling at this time. Extrapolating from the conclusion just now, the location of the blood stain should be two feet below and five feet from the wall is known to everyone, and that is where the pillow is placed on the wooden bed!

Wang Feng didn't fight anyone at all, he was cut off in his sleep by someone with a knife, and he died a straightforward death! So where did the house full of knife marks come from? The conclusion is also coming.

Yiyu quickly shouted first: "It was the thief who killed Brother Mao, and then sprinkled blood everywhere, slashed with knives, and pretended to have a big battle!" ”

Xiao Yu'er asked with interest, "Then why did he do this?" And what is it to cover up? ”

"Time!" Mr. Gongsun said: "It's time!" The murderers are two people, Wang Feng has been silently killed by the main culprit before the first watch, and after a little while, the accomplice deliberately scratches the knife marks all over the house and makes the sound of fighting, so that after the crime, when you ask the neighbors, you will come to the conclusion that Wang Feng died a little later, and the main culprit who did it has stood under everyone's noses, and there is sufficient evidence to prove that he was not present! ”

Xiao Yu'er nodded, this was the only answer. There is also the most reasonable explanation for why the house is so cluttered, and it is too "clean" in the eyes of forensic experts.

In order to cover up the fact that Wang Feng was killed with a knife and did not fight with the murderer, leaving knife marks and blood stains everywhere not only induces the detective to go astray, but also makes the blood splatters on the wall not look particularly eye-catching.

And there are no bloody footprints, bloody handprints and other clues, and the whole room seems to be too "clean", which is caused by the fake scene afterwards and no real fighting! The truth of the case has basically been revealed so far.

"What about the evidence? We don't have any proof, huh? ”

"Who says there's no evidence?" Xiao Yu'er's smile is like a demon king from the depths of hell, condescending, contemptuous of the humble and incompetent ants of the ants, but he is a clever opponent.

Xiao Yu'er touched her nose and squeezed her eyes at Ma Xiaoling: "Do you want to know where the missing drop of blood is?" I guess that maybe the second accomplice who entered Wang Feng's wooden house still doesn't even know about him! ”

"Sue me quickly!" Ma Xiaoling grabbed Xiao Yu'er's arm regardless of it and said eagerly.

Xiao Yu'er smiled and signaled her to be calm, and said, "Whoever has blood stains on their socks is the murderer." You tell me? Woman? ”

When the young woman heard this, her face was as pale as paper, and her expression was so flustered that she couldn't be more flustered. Ma Xiaoling couldn't wait to run in, pull out the young woman's shoes, and look at her socks. But I saw that the cotton socks were on the sole of the left foot, and there was just a drop of red blood!

The case was now revealed, and it was her wife who killed her husband a day ago.

She habitually took off her shoes before entering the house, and her foot in thick cotton socks accidentally stepped on the bloodstain, wiping it off the floor and sticking it to the sock, thus becoming fatal evidence.

Later, I learned from the young woman that she was bought back by a man, and her husband was not very good to her, and every time he finished drinking, he punched and kicked her, so he thought of this method of killing. (To be continued......)