Husband has a sweetheart

Chapter 25
Ah!
Zhang Yuqing raised her eyebrows, smiled with her hands behind her back, "You don't want me to see it? Then I'm leaving."

Fang Mo took out the transcribed dossier and handed it to Zhang Yuqing, secretly thinking that this girl is really strange, she is obviously a country girl, she should be inferior to Zhang Yuying, the famous lady in the capital, but she stood there calmly, her eyes There is a shimmer of light in the eyes, revealing a clever and cunning look.

I don't know how many times more radiant than that Zhang Yuying who is afraid of being tainted with something bad!
Zhang Yuqing took the file, immediately frowned, pinched the paper with two fingers, and commented in distaste: "The handwriting is not as ugly as usual, how can this kind of person become a clerk in the government office?"

"I copied it myself." Fang Mo blushed and said, "I don't have enough money, the clerk said that the money was not enough for him to start writing, let me copy it myself!"

It was very hard for Wang Chunniang to hold back her laughter under the veil.

Zhang Yuqing read the dossier at a glance, and said, "There are doubts about this case."

"That's right! There must be a problem!" Fang Mo said excitedly.

Zhang Yuqing thought for a while, "Take me to meet that clerk."

"He's just a clerk in charge of transcribing in court, what's the use of looking for him?" Fang Mo asked.

Zhang Yuqing asked strangely: "Didn't you spend money to bribe him? If you find someone else, why don't you spend another dollar?"

"If he ignores us..." Fang Mo hesitated.

"Then we'll just sit at the gate of the yamen and yell that he won't do anything if he takes money!" Zhang Yuqing stroked her sleeves, stretched out her hand and pointed at Fang Mo in the air, as if looking at a concubine who was pushing too hard in the harem, she simply hated iron and steel, "You alone Are you afraid that he will wear shoes if you are barefoot? You really have well-developed limbs and a simple mind, no wonder your young master doesn’t take you with you when you go out, think about it more when you are in trouble, lest you lose Fang Qin in the competition for favor!"

Fang Mo's face was burning like a lump of coal, and he led Zhang Yuqing and Wang Chunniang to the Yamen in the capital to find the clerk.

"Why are you here again?" The clerk is a young man in his late twenties, with a frail figure, and he really doesn't want to see Fang Mo again, "Didn't you make a copy of it all!"

Fang Mo said hastily: "I asked someone to read the file, this case is suspicious!"

"The adults in the yamen have been tried in court, and there are all personal and material evidence, so how can there be any doubts? It's a lot of trouble!" The clerk said impatiently, copying his sleeves.

Zhang Yuqing shook open the dossier transcribed by Fang Mo, pointed to a passage and said: "This witness's testimony is wrong. According to the autopsy results, the deceased died around the time of Chou, the fourth day of April. And this witness said that he got up in the middle of the night and went to the yard to have a rest. He heard the sound of the suspect He Qi climbing over the wall. When the prisoner crossed the wall, he saw the prisoner's face, and soon heard the victim's screams."

"What's wrong?" The secretary squinted at the file.

Zhang Yuqing shook her head, "This is impossible."

"Hey! You little girl is talking nonsense..." The document jumped.

Zhang Yuqing said coldly: "The fourth day of the lunar new year is the first quarter moon, and the moon has already set at midnight. The time of the victim's death is ugly, and there should be no moonlight at that time. Face."

The clerk was at a loss for words for a while, and then said: "Maybe there are lanterns under the eaves, and the candlelight shines on the prisoner's face!"

Zhang Yuqing shook her head, "If I were a suspect, and I jumped over the wall to kill someone, why didn't I go to a dark place and look for a place with candle lights? Aren't you afraid that others won't see it?"

"You are not a suspect, and your behavior cannot be applied to the suspect! The witness's testimony is here, so it cannot be taken as a suspicious point." The clerk shook his head.

Zhang Yuqing opened the file and continued to read: "The cause of Wu Zuo's autopsy was that the victim was stabbed in the chest. The steel knife penetrated the victim's chest and directly pierced the heart. The deceased died on the bed in his sleep. The steel knife was the knife of the suspect. The neighbors in all directions We all know that this knife is a good knife inherited from the suspect's family, but the suspect said that the knife was stolen.

Witnesses said that the suspect had an affair with the victim's wife. The suspect had stopped and reprimanded the deceased because he repeatedly beat and abused his wife, and even touched the deceased. The two families had long-standing grievances, and several neighbors could testify.

Three months ago, the deceased's wife fled back to her natal family because she couldn't bear the beating of the deceased, and was sent back by her natal family. She was beaten again that night and broke her legs.After the deceased fell asleep, the wife of the deceased dragged her broken leg and moved to the edge of the well. There were bloodstains all along the road... Finally, she committed suicide by throwing herself into the well. "

Zhang Yuqing read the words on the file with a slow and heavy tone, and her deep voice echoed in everyone's hearts.

A few lines of words outline a short and tragic life of a woman.

Wang Chunniang covered her mouth, turned around, walked a few steps, leaned on the wall and choked up, tears soaked the cloth covering her face.

The clerk was a young man who had not yet cultivated to the level of his colleagues, so he was also silent, with a heavy expression on his face, and said for a long time, "Your little suspicion alone has no way to overturn the case."

"What I just said is just one of the unreasonable things." Zhang Yuqing said.

Fang Mo asked excitedly: "What about the second unreasonable?"

Zhang Yuqing pointed to a few lines in the dossier, "The suspect has some boxing skills. He studied under a dart walker in his early years. His wife was in poor health and he was the only son. After he learned kung fu from the dart walker, he didn't go to dart walk. Doing part-time labor to farm the land, and carrying sacks to make a living during the slack, just to take care of his mother. Such a person is not a desperado who licks blood on the edge of a knife."

"So what? Don't honest people know how to kill?" said the clerk, "Most of the murderers locked up in the prison are the honest people you think!"

Zhang Yuqing shook her head, "The human heart is wrapped under the ribs. If it is the first time to kill someone, it is really difficult to avoid the ribs quickly and accurately, and stab the heart with one knife."

The clerk spread his hands, "That's not impossible! Maybe he's a gangster, and this isn't the first time he's killed someone!"

"Indeed, this is just the second reason." Zhang Yuqing nodded.

The hope raised earlier in Fang Mo's heart was suppressed little by little, and he asked, "Is there a third unreasonable thing?"

"Yes." Zhang Yuqing said affirmatively.

Zhang Yuqing said: "If the suspect really had an affair with the deceased's wife, why didn't he conspire earlier, adopt more covert means to kill the man, and then get married as a matter of course? The suspect didn't even work as a bodyguard who could make money in order to serve his elderly mother." He is doing some coolies to support the family, just to take care of his old mother every day, how could he suddenly use his own knife to kill carelessly, and leave the knife there? Doesn’t he know that if he kills someone, his old mother will have no one to take care of her? Yet?
Taking a step back, if it was really to avenge your lover, why didn't you take revenge at that time, and chose three months later?This is not in line with common sense.The day of death, the first seven days, is the time when the grief and anger of relatives is at its peak. As time goes by, people's revenge psychology becomes weaker and weaker, let alone a dewy marriage. "

"Of course, these are just common sense inferences, not decisive factors to prove his innocence." Zhang Yuqing said again.

The light of hope rose again in Fang Mo's eyes, "Is there any decisive factor that can prove my brother's innocence?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yuqing said with a smile, pointing at the last few lines of the dossier with her fair fingers.

"This knife is very long. The blade penetrated into the victim's chest for more than half an inch. The blood soaked the bed and flowed all over the floor. The records here are extremely detailed. Even the pattern on the handle and the gold thread inlaid are very detailed. It is clear, but there is no mention of the blood splattered on the exposed blade and the hilt when the heart was pierced, nor the blood splattered on the tent," Zhang Yuqing said.

The clerk was stunned for a moment, leaned over to take a look, scratched his head and said, "It's true, it may be that the subordinates were negligent in handling the case and missed this point."

Zhang Yuqing stretched out a finger, shook it, and smiled with a confident expression, "No, on the contrary, I think the real situation at that time was that the exposed part of the blade and the handle were clean. , there is no blood at all!"

Fang Mo became more and more excited as he listened, his eyes widened, and he said tremblingly: "The treasured sword handed down by my senior brother is about one foot and two inches long, half a foot into the chest of the deceased, and more than half a foot remains outside. The heart of the knife must be splattered with blood three feet, sprayed everywhere, and the outside of the blade and the handle will inevitably be stained with blood!"

"If we can prove that the exposed part of the knife was clean, then it can only explain one point—" Zhang Yuqing shook the file, "The knife was stabbed in after the deceased died!"

Fang Mo was so excited that he could hardly speak, and said intermittently: "Yes, someone framed me, my brother!"

The clerk didn't expect the matter to go to this point, he was stunned for a long time, and said: "You guys think it's true! I didn't pour cold water on you, the knife was wiped clean and the blood stains were brought to the government as evidence! Now it is clean, nothing! How can you prove that there is no blood on the outside of the blade and on the handle?"

Hearing the words, Fang Mo was almost thunderstruck, and all the hope that had just been ignited was extinguished. He widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Yuqing at a loss.

Zhang Yuqing also found it difficult.

In her world, if she sprayed the luminol reagent, she could clearly see the remaining blood on the knife.

But now there is nothing.

Fang Mo looked ashen, and sat down on the ground in despair.

Zhang Yuqing couldn't bear it. If she didn't know that senior brother Fang Mo was framed, it wouldn't matter. Now that there is something wrong with this case, involving three lives, one of them was an innocent woman who died tragically, how could she turn a blind eye.

She doesn't know what senior brother Fang Mo is like, but judging from the few times he helped the woman who was beaten by her husband, he is not bad.

"You are from the yamen, and you know the secrets of the agency here." Zhang Yuqing looked at the document, "Do you know any way to delay his senior brother's execution for two days? There are suspicious points in his case, and you have seen it!"

The clerk put his hands in his sleeves, licked his lips, and said for a while, "Why do you bother with this matter! The adults have all been sentenced, and the files have been sent to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for review, so why bother?"

(End of this chapter)