Tang Dynasty detective

Chapter 692 Bloodstains

What's more, there are still many doubts in this case.

He never revealed that Zhang Wenyuan lived in Shengpingfang, so how did Lin Xiaomei know about it?

Also, Miss Lin was a child after all, how could she kill Zhang Wenyuan so easily?

"Calm down! I must have overlooked many clues, calm down! Be sure to calm down!" Li Canghai tried his best to calm down, and after a long breath, he carefully observed the scene again.

Judging from the scene, Zhang Wenyuan was injured in the house and died in the yard.

In other words, the scene of the first crime was not in the yard, but in the house.

Li Canghai walked into the house and looked around. There was no sign of fighting in the room, only a brown bloodstain flowed from the edge of the bed to the door.

Li Canghai walked to the edge of the bed, looked at the quilt on the bed, lowered his head and meditated.

He frowned slightly, reached out and lifted the quilt, and saw a layer of blood stained inside the quilt.

This immediately caught his attention.

"Master Li, what did you find?" Gao Luochuan asked curiously.

Li Canghai frowned, pointed to the blood on the quilt and said, "This blood is dark in color and granular, and it has existed for at least half a day."

As the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Gao Luochuan has also solved many murder cases. He saw it at a glance, nodded, and said: "It is true that, as Master Li said, this blood plasma exists for at least half a day. Eh, that's not right. ? It’s only been more than an hour since the case happened?”

Li Canghai's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is the head arrester in Chang'an Mansion?"

"Humble job, He Ya, waiting for your lord's order." In the yard, the headhunter He Ya replied loudly.

Li Canghai hurriedly walked to the door and asked, "Captor He, when did you find out about the murder?"

"Back to your lord, about an hour and a half ago."

"Are you sure?" Li Canghai asked sharply.

"The humble staff went out to patrol the streets from outside the Fu Yamen during Shenshi, and arrived at Pingkangfang around Youshi. They met a snitch in Pingkangfang, and followed them all the way here. It was definitely not more than half an hour before they arrived at Shengpingfang, and it was early. The humble officer heard the screams, so he led people into the house and found that the deceased was already lying in a pool of blood." He Ya replied.

"That is to say, you didn't see that girl kill someone?" Gao Luochuan pondered.

He Ya nodded and said: "Xiaozhi didn't see the girl murder with her own eyes, but when Xizhi rushed in, she was standing in front of the dead man with a dagger in her hand, and there was no one else in the house, I couldn't figure it out except that girl. Besides the baby, who else would do the murder?"

Gao Luochuan waved his hand, making He Ya step back temporarily, and said with a frown, "That's weird. Since the murder happened an hour ago, why did the plasma here last for more than half a day? Could it be that there were other wounds on the deceased's body?"

"I checked the deceased, and he only had that one fatal wound." Li Canghai who was staring at the plasma on the bed suddenly said.

"Since there is only one wound, what's going on?" Gao Luochuan was a little surprised.

Since there were no other wounds on Zhang Wenyuan's body, what happened to the plasma on the bed?

If Zhang Wenyuan was killed while he was going to bed, why did he die an hour and a half ago?

Li Canghai didn't speak. After pondering for a while, he immediately squatted down on the ground, wiped some blood on the ground with his fingers, and observed carefully.

The blood on the ground was very pale, as if it had been mixed with water.

Li Canghai frowned, his eyes full of doubts.

He looked up and followed the bloodstains, the dim bloodstains stretched all the way to the door, and there seemed to be an unclear trace beside the bloodstains.

Li Canghai's heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly lowered his head and walked towards the door along the bloodstains.

There was a thin layer of fallen snow on the threshold of the eaves, and the unclear trace became more and more obvious at this threshold.

"Confused! How could I ignore such an important clue? I really deserve a fight!" Li Canghai cursed secretly.

Footprint study is an indispensable subject in forensic science, and it is also the most important way to provide clues.

Every footprint at the crime scene hides many detailed clues, and these detailed clues are the key to solving the case.

When encountering a murder case, it has long been Li Canghai's habit to observe the footprints at the scene, but Zhang Wenyuan's case involved Lin Xiaomei, which made him a little concerned and confused, and it was difficult for him to concentrate on investigating the scene.

But now that he calmed down, he suddenly found some clues.

Seeing him staring at the floor of the threshold, Gao Luochuan hurried over and stared at the floor as well.

"Master Li, what are you looking at?" Gao Luochuan asked in confusion.

"Lord Gao, what do you think about this trace?" Li Canghai asked, pointing to the trace he found.

Gao Luochuan glanced at the unclear trace, and said disapprovingly: "It must be the trace left by the deceased when he was alive, and it is not unusual. Could it be that Mr. Li thinks that this trace is related to this case?"

Li Canghai raised his head, followed the traces, and his eyes moved to Zhang Wenyuan.

Suddenly, his eyes rested on Zhang Wenyuan's feet, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He stood up slowly, and the previous anxiety was gone, replaced by a strong self-confidence.

Gao Luochuan looked at Li Canghai in surprise, not understanding why he suddenly changed so much.

"Master Gao is wrong. The more inconspicuous the details, the more important clues are often hidden. And this trace is the witness of this murder." Li Canghai said plainly.

"Why did Lord Li say such a thing?" Gao Luochuan questioned.

"Judging from the situation at the scene, it was indeed the younger sister who killed Zhang Wenyuan. However, Catcher He didn't witness the younger sister's murder, did he?" Li Canghai said.

Gao Luochuan thought that Li Canghai was deliberately trying to exonerate Lin Xiaomei, so he coughed twice, intending to let the yamen servants leave.

Li Canghai stopped Gao Luochuan, and said confidently, "Master Gao, don't misunderstand, I am not exonerating my younger sister. Let them stay so as to be a witness."

Gao Luochuan smiled awkwardly, and said suspiciously: "From Master Li's point of view, could it be that the murderer is someone else? But the murder weapon is clearly in the hands of the younger sister?"

"The murder weapon is indeed in the hands of the younger sister, but no one saw the younger sister commit the murder, right?" Li Canghai asked rhetorically.

"This... Even so, how do you explain the murder weapon? If the younger sister is not the murderer, why does she have the murder weapon?" Gao Luochuan was puzzled.

Li Canghai said deeply: "Little sister holds the murder weapon in her hand, it doesn't necessarily belong to her. It may also come from the deceased."

Gao Luochuan couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this.

"From the dead?"

Li Canghai nodded and said, "That's right. The murder weapon in my little sister's hand came from the dead man, and it was pulled out from the dead man's abdominal wound."

(End of this chapter)