Datang: Hiding private money, exposed by Xiao Sizi

Chapter 700: I have arrived here?
Shen Lian paused for a moment and said, "I have learned that when the fire broke out, the doors and windows of the deceased's office were always open, and many people saw it when they passed by."

"If that's the case, then it means that the murderer couldn't have committed the crime there. After all, the probability of being discovered is too high. Therefore, the deceased's office is not the first crime scene."

"So, where exactly is the first crime scene?"

"I felt a headache at the time, because I might need to search room by room, but the Ministry of Industry is so big, if I really searched like that, how long would it take me to find it?"

"Just when I was having a headache, I came here."

"Then, I relaxed."

Zhao Yeqin subconsciously asked: "Why?"

Shen Lian took a deep look at Zhao Yeqin and said calmly, "Anything else? Of course..."

"This officer has found the first crime scene."

"in other words."

Shen Lian stamped his feet lightly and said, "This is the first crime scene!"

When Shen Lian said, "This is the first crime scene," the expressions of everyone in the room changed.

Wang Xiaohua looked at the room with surprise, unable to believe that the place they were in was the crime scene!
Snake looked around the room carefully, trying to find clues and evidence that could prove that this was the first crime scene.

As for Zhao Yeqin, his eyes suddenly widened and his pupils contracted violently.

At this moment, the change in his expression could no longer be concealed.

As for Han Xun, the official sitting opposite him, he held the teacup tightly in his hand, his brows slowly furrowed.

Wang Xiaohua looked at the faces of several people and asked at the right time: "Master Shen, why do you say this is the first crime scene?"

The others also looked at Shen Lian.

Shen Lian said calmly: "The coroner said before that the deceased died within half an hour."

"Half an hour is not a long time."

"Besides, Lord Zhao and Lord Han just said that they saw the deceased at the well three quarters of an hour ago."

"Since you dare to say this with such certainty, it means that other people must have seen it as well and can testify for you."

"Therefore, the time of death of the deceased can be further shortened to within three quarters of an hour."

"Three quarters of an hour is not long at all. It takes time to kill someone, and even more time to deal with the scene."

"But, with such a short time, not including the time to move the body, the time available to deal with the scene is even shorter."

"Normally, if a murderer takes several hours to deal with the scene, there will probably be traces left behind, let alone in such a hurry."

"Therefore..."

Shen Lian said slowly: "In fact, there are still many traces left at the scene."

Zhao Yeqin stared at the room with wide eyes. He didn't know: "Traces? Where are the traces?"

Shen Lian said calmly: "In your eyes, there are no traces here, but in my eyes, there are traces of the crime everywhere."

"for example?"

Zhao Yeqin asked.

Shen Lian raised his fingertips and said calmly: "For example, these flies on the ground behind me."

"fly?"

Zhao Yeqin and others were stunned.

They quickly looked behind Shen Lian.

There were indeed quite a few flies on the ground behind the stool where Shen Lian was sitting.

Shen Lian said calmly: "Look at the other ground, are there any flies?"

Everyone looked around.

Indeed, there isn't.

Shen Lian said: "After killing someone, there will definitely be blood splashing or flowing on the ground."

"Even if you have wiped off the blood, you have too little time. You can only wipe off the surface blood, and there is no way to deal with it in depth."

"This means that the bloodstains that we humans cannot see can be clearly found by these flies."

"Blood is a delicious tonic for these flies. Even if the surface is wiped off, it may not be hidden from the perception of these flies."

"So, the place where they are gathered at this moment should be where the blood splattered."

“Similarly…”

Shen Lian pointed at the file on Han Xun's desk that Han Xun had put away and said calmly, "If nothing unexpected happens, your file is also stained with blood, right?"

"Because there was a fly just now, flying around the file."

"Also, Zhao Yeqin paused abruptly when he mentioned the file just now, and then Han Xun, you cleverly diverted the topic and our attention."

"I think it was when Zhao Yeqin mentioned the file that he suddenly remembered that there was blood on it. He was afraid that I would find out, so he stopped immediately."

"And you also noticed Zhao Yeqin's mistake, but you were calmer and more composed than Zhao Yeqin, so you kept silent and changed the subject."

"But you don't know that even if Zhao Yeqin didn't stop, I would have known the truth just by looking at the behavior of these flies."

Zhao Yeqin’s eyes widened.

The look he gave Shen Lian was full of disbelief.

Han Xun pursed his lips tightly, gripping the file with ever greater force, and veins bulged on the back of his hand.

The office fell into silence again.

Zhao Yeqin and Han Xun looked at Shen Lian in shock.

They were silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Wang Xiaohua, on the other hand, looked at Shen Lian with admiration and worship in her eyes.

Shen Lian came here and seemed to just drink a cup of tea and chat for a while, but the truth had already been discovered by him.

Any clue, any object in the room, even a fly, becomes the key to solving the case.

In Wang Xiaohua's opinion, there is no one else in this world who can be as wise and intelligent as Shen Lian.

Sishe had followed Shen Lian for too long and had seen too many scenes that were more shocking than this, so he seemed very calm.

He picked up a pen and paper and quickly wrote down Shen Lian's words.

These will become important contents in the case file.

Seeing that no one spoke, Shen Lian slowly stood up and stood behind his stool.

He said: "So, based on the bloodstains at the scene, I think that when the crime happened, the deceased should have been sitting here just like me."

Shen Lian pointed at the stool and said, "Zhang Qin is sitting here, drinking tea leisurely."

"Then, the murderer is Han Xun."

Shen Lian looked at Han Xun and said calmly: "You are filled with anger and murderous intent, and it is difficult to suppress it."

"So, you stood up from your seat and picked up the tiger stone sculpture on your table."

"Then, come here, which is where I am." Shen Lian took the stone sculpture of a tiger out of Han Xun's box. He took a look at the stone sculpture, then turned around, held it with both hands, and stood behind the stool.

He said, "Hold this stone sculpture tightly and smash it towards the back of Zhang Qin's head!"

As he spoke, Shen Lian swung the stone sculpture hard and hit it downwards.

"Just like that, blood spurted out from the wound and splashed backwards, falling onto the ground and onto the open file on your desk not far away."

"Of course, it also fell on your clothes and stained the tiger stone sculpture."

At this point, Shen Lian looked at Han Xun and said slowly: "Although I have not seen you during the day, I think the official robe you are wearing now should not be the one you wear during the day, right?"

"After all, blood stains on the floor are easy to wipe off, but blood stains on clothes are not so easy to wash off."

"Besides, even if you wash it, it won't dry that quickly, so you can only change your clothes, am I right?"

Han Xun was silent.

Zhao Yeqin’s eyes were wide open and he didn’t know what expression to show.

No one answered.

But no one denied it.

Because they all know that they can find out the answer by just asking anyone.

There's no use in denying.

"That's right. The official robe Han Xun wore during the day was not this one."

At this time, there was a sound outside.

I saw the Minister of Works Du Chuke walked in. He didn't know how much he had heard outside, and his eyes at this moment were very complicated.

He looked at Han Xun and said, "Han Xun, is it really you?"

Han Xun looked down at the table and did not respond to Du Chuke's words.

As Han Xun's superior, Du Chuke knew Han Xun's character well. When he saw Han Xun's reaction, he understood everything.

He looked at Shen Lian and said, "Sir Shen, how did you suspect Han Xun?"

"It was Zhao Yeqin who had the conflict with Zhang Qin. Why do you suspect Han Xun is the murderer?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Shen Lian curiously.

Zhao Yeqin was also very confused.

He knew that when Shen Lian mentioned that he wanted to come to his office, Shen Lian must have suspected him.

But why did Shen Lian finally conclude that it was Han Xun who killed the person?
Obviously, there is no conflict between Han Xun and Zhang Qin?
Shen Lian said calmly: "This matter is very simple, it's just because of a cup of tea."

"a cup of tea?"

Everyone was stunned.

Shen Lian sat back down and said, "When I first arrived here, there were two teacups on Mr. Zhao's table."

"I noticed that there was a trace of steam rising from the surface of the teacup."

"It's late autumn now. Although it's not that cold, it's not too hot either. The tea in the cup hasn't completely cooled down yet. This can only mean that someone was sitting here drinking tea not long ago."

"The fire started burning an hour ago, but if it had been an hour, the tea would have been cold by now."

"But this tea is still hot. What does this mean?"

Everyone looked at him closely.

Shen Lian said: "This means that Zhao Yeqin was still here and entertained the guests during the fire."

"But the fire affected the entire Ministry of Industry. Who can be so leisurely drinking tea and chatting at this anxious moment?"

"As a result, I thought of the only person who was not worried about the fire, and was even the instigator of the fire - Zhang Qin!"

When they heard the words Zhang Qin, everyone's eyes flickered.

Wang Xiaohua clenched her hands excitedly. She finally waited for the deceased to appear.

Zhao Yeqin and Han Xun pursed their lips, and their faces turned pale.

However, the Minister of Works Du Chuke was surprised. He said, "Sir Shen, you mean... the one who set the fire in the archives room was Zhang Qin?"

Shen Lian nodded slightly.

He took out a handkerchief from his bosom, opened it, and saw a piece of broken porcelain that had been burned black on it.

Shen Lian said: "This is on the second floor of my file room, where the fire was the most serious."

Du Chuke untied the broken porcelain pieces.

Shen Lian continued, "I also asked the yamen runners to collect other broken porcelain pieces while cleaning up the scene. If nothing unexpected happens, they should have collected some of them."

At this time, a yamen runner who came over according to Du Chuke said: "We found eight more broken pieces of porcelain."

Shen Lian said: "Bring it here."

The bailiff quickly brought over the other broken pieces of porcelain.

Shen Lian picked up the broken porcelain pieces and simply pieced them together.

Then he said: "Look, these broken pieces can be put together to form a porcelain vase, but this porcelain vase is not complete yet, there should be some pieces missing."

"But this does not prevent us from getting a clear picture of the entire porcelain bottle."

"At the bottom of this porcelain vase, which is the fragment I found at the beginning, there are two words written on it: 'Jingde', which means the merchant who made the porcelain vase."

"And just now, when I was checking Zhang Qin's office, I also saw some small porcelain bottles on his bookshelf."

"that's it."

Shen Lian shook his sleeves, and a porcelain bottle fell into his palm.

He said, “Look at this.”

After Du Chuke took it, he looked at it quickly.

At this time, he discovered that this porcelain bottle was exactly the same as the broken one, and the words written on the bottom were also the same.

Shen Lian said: "In addition to these, I also found some dark yellow marks on Zhang Qin's book. I smelled it and it smelled like kerosene."

"I think that was when Zhang Qin was pouring kerosene into the porcelain bottle, it accidentally dropped onto the book."

"Combined with the fact that Zhang Qin was the last person to enter before the fire, it becomes very clear."

Shen Lian said calmly: "The truth should be that after Zhang Qin entered the second floor of the file room, he placed a small burning candle on the bookshelf. The candle was placed at the innermost part of the bookshelf, and then the outside was blocked by the files."

"So, the chief clerk who was guarding the file room did not find anything unusual during the inspection."

"Then, he placed the small porcelain bottle under the candle, waiting for the candle to burn and come into contact with the kerosene, which would then burn quickly."

"That's why the chief clerk smelled kerosene and heard the sound of something falling to the ground at the fire site."

"The sound is the sound of the porcelain bottle falling and breaking, and the kerosene is the smell of the kerosene burning after the porcelain bottle broke and spread completely."

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"And the other porcelain bottles in Zhang Qin's room, as well as the traces of kerosene on the books, can prove my inference."

"And the other porcelain bottles in Zhang Qin's room, as well as the traces of kerosene on the books, can prove my inference."