Strategy to develop champions

Chapter 63

No one wants a son to die for no reason, besides, Yang Zhenxing is old man Yang's son after all, although he has complained for so many years, but raising a son is to have hope in the future when he grows old, now it is gone, Yang The old man's anger is also true, but more is still distressed.So hearing what Song Mingxuan said, old man Yang became suspicious immediately.

"Young man, what do you mean by that? Could it be that Wu Zuo still deceives us? What good does he gain by lying to us?" Old man Yang stood up tremblingly from his chair, leaned over to take a look at Yang Zhenxing's body, Seeing that the soles of his feet were still shaking, Zhao Caifeng hurried up to help him up and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, let's listen to him speak slowly."

Song Mingxuan looked at Zhao Caifeng the same way, only felt that she was looking at him with sinister eyes, why did she always feel like she was setting him up.

Besides, I only became suspicious after hearing her remarks just now, but now it's my own business.But Song Mingxuan thought about it, no matter whether Zhao Caifeng did it on purpose or not, her suspicion was correct, so he just walked up, stretched out his usual writing hand, moved the back of the corpse's head slightly, and said: "Look, old man , Uncle Yang has two wounds on the back of his head. Let's look at the location of his wounds. It is on the back of his head and close to the top of his head. This place is generally difficult to fall in wrestling, unless someone taller than him takes it from behind. There is such a wound when a heavy object is thrown over it."

As Song Mingxuan said, he moved his fingers slightly again, showing another wound in front of old man Yang, and continued: "Look, there is another wound here, which is strange, why did Uncle Yang fall twice in a row? ?Uncle Yang was drunk, assuming he fell to his death, then there should be only one wound on the back of his head, but assuming that Uncle Yang did not fall to his death, then after his first fall, the second fall was because his feet were unstable , The force of the fall must not be as heavy as the first fall, so the second fall should be much lighter. But I looked at the wound, and the second wound is enough to kill, so it is unreasonable?"

Zhao Caifeng was secretly surprised when she heard that Song Mingxuan's analysis was well-founded. Speaking of which, although she is a forensic doctor, their forensic doctors pay attention to scientific basis, and they rarely use this kind of reasoning method, and usually use facts to prove the truth.But when she heard Song Mingxuan's analysis just now, although it was mostly theoretical, it was so meticulous that it could be used as evidence in court.

"Brother Song is right!" Zhao Caifeng narrowed her eyes slightly, watching Yang take off her clothes for Yang Zhenxing, and asked his son to wipe his body.According to the customs here, parents cannot intervene after the death of children, so these things can only be done by Mrs. Yang and his son.Although Zhao Caifeng also felt that his son didn't look like Yang Zhenxing, but after all these years he had been called his father, so he always had some feelings.

After taking off the wine-stained clothes on Yang Zhenxing's body, the smell of alcohol was indeed much lower. Zhao Caifeng leaned closer to the corpse, pretending to look at the wound on his head, and smelled the breath in his mouth. It smells like alcohol.But the signs that he fell to his death have become suspicious, so whether he was really drunk or fake drunk is naturally not up to Zuo Zuo.But Zhao Caifeng almost felt at this moment that Yang Zhenxing must have been killed by him. He was a good-looking person who didn't go home when he was drunk. What was he doing outside the town?

At this time, Mrs. Yang had already helped Yang Zhenxing restrain himself. Seeing Zhao Caifeng still standing by the side, she just said, "Caifeng, you are timid, take your cousin to the side."

Zhao Caifeng almost forgot about this matter. It was said that Zhao Caifeng was timid and didn't dare to look at these dead people.Zhao Caifeng was afraid of revealing her secrets, so she thought about it for a while and said: "Mother, I'm fine, uncle is a relative, so what's there to be afraid of when a relative dies?"

After hearing what Zhao Caifeng said, Mrs. Yang believed it a little bit, poured out the water, went to the room to find a white cloth and bamboo pole, and hung it up in the mourning hall.Song Mingxuan didn't speak any more at this moment, and just sat beside old man Yang. Old man Yang looked at his son in the shroud, burst into tears, threw himself on the corpse, beat the door and cried, "You Unbelievable, how did you die, you should say something!"

Seeing old man Yang like this, Song Mingxuan hurriedly went up to support old man Yang and said, "Old man, if you also think that what I said makes sense, then let's file a petition to seek justice for Uncle Yang."

Zhao Caifeng usually viewed Song Mingxuan as a modest gentleman, but she really didn't expect him to be a bit bloody, so she immediately became interested, and just echoed: "Yes, to get justice, I can't let uncle die like this in vain."

Mrs. Yang was coming out of the room at this moment, holding a roll of white cloth in her hand. Hearing what Zhao Caifeng said, she hurriedly asked, "What are you talking about? Why did your uncle die in vain!"

(End of this chapter)