Tang Dynasty detective

Chapter 71
"What's going on? Who is the murderer?" Di Qing asked hastily.

"I already know the murderer, but there are still some mysteries unsolved." Li Canghai whispered, and the two quickly came to the dead.

Di Qing glanced at the corpse and said with certainty: "The wound is half a finger long and an inch wide. Judging from the shape of the wound, it should be stabbed obliquely into the chest from top to bottom with a dagger in hand. Hey, there is a wound on the neck of the deceased. Choke marks? Could it be that the deceased was stabbed to death while being strangled by someone's neck?"

Li Canghai stared at her dumbfounded, and couldn't help admiring: "Qing'er, when did your mind become so meticulous? However, there is still one doubtful point that you haven't found yet."

When Di Qing heard Li Canghai's praise, she couldn't help feeling happy.

In fact, she knew that all she could find were superficial injuries.The way to solve a case depends on brains and talent, and her talent is not reasoning, but martial arts.

"What's suspicious?" Di Qing was a little curious. No superficial scars could escape her eyes. This was also the experience she had accumulated while walking in the rivers and lakes.

Li Canghai turned over the corpse and pointed to the spine of the corpse.

A martial artist's understanding of human bones and acupoints is absolutely no worse than that of a doctor. She could tell at a glance that one of the deceased's spines was out of place.

"This...how did this happen?" Di Qing was astonished, she reached out her hand to touch that spine a few times, and her face suddenly became serious.

Seeing the change in her face, Li Canghai immediately asked, "Qing'er, what did you find?"

"This joint was forcibly broken with fingers. Judging from the degree of dislocation of the joint, the martial arts used seem to be hard skills such as 'Dragon Claw Hand'." Di Qing glanced at him and said seriously: " The person who strikes should be a master of martial arts."

Li Canghai became silent. Di Qing's martial arts attainments were very high, and he believed that Di Qing would never be wrong.

In fact, he had such an idea early in the morning, but his knowledge of martial arts is limited, which is why Di Qing came to judge.

Now he knew who the murderer was and how the murderer killed, but there was still one doubtful point he hadn't found out, which was the murderer's motive.

Seeing that he was lost in thought again, Di Qing surrounded the corpse to examine it by herself.

After a while, Di Qing suddenly exclaimed, "Cang Hai, do you think the deceased's left hand is in a strange position?"

Li Canghai was thinking about the case with his eyes closed, and when he heard her words, he casually said, "Maybe it was caused by his struggle before death."

"No, his fingers were naturally bent, as if he was pointing at something." Di Qing shook her head, looked in the direction of the deceased's index finger, and searched there.

There was a cabinet in the direction of the dead man's finger. Di Qing squatted on the ground and groped the floor under the cabinet with her hands.

After a while, she suddenly exclaimed happily: "Cang Hai, what do you think I found?"

Li Canghai glanced indifferently, and found that Di Qing was holding a jade pendant in his hand. After he saw the jade pendant clearly, he suddenly stood upright.

He snatched the jade pendant, looked it over and over again, finally a smile appeared on his stern face.

"Qing'er, you are truly a genius! In time, you will definitely become a world-renowned goddess catcher!" Li Canghai suddenly hugged her, kissed her hard, and ran outside hahaha.

Di Qing was stunned for an instant, and it took her a long time to react. Touching her lips, her face suddenly flushed.

The first floor of the inn, under Chang Tou's leadership, was quickly arranged as a temporary court.

Li Canghai was sitting upright, holding tea with a stern face, Di Qing and Chang Tou stood on both sides, and eight yamen servants held simple knives lined up on both sides, quite a bit of majesty in the yamen.

"I am the magistrate of Zhengyang County. I encountered a murder case by chance. Now the trial is open. Everyone must report the truth. If there is a lie, they will be severely punished!" Li Canghai glanced at the crowd and said in a deep voice.

He winked at Changtou, and Changtou immediately understood, then Liu Cuier and Zhuo Bufan were brought up.

Li Canghai took a sip of water and asked lightly, "Liu Cuier, is the deceased your husband?"

"My lord, he is the husband of my slave family." Liu Cuier knelt on the ground and replied.

"Liu Cui'er! You are so brave, you dare to kill your own husband. How did you commit such a murder? Hurry up and tell the truth!" Li Canghai's voice suddenly increased a lot, and he sternly shouted.

This loud shout made everyone startled, not only the onlookers, but even Liu Cui'er was taken aback for a moment.

"My lord, I am wronged! The slave family has never killed anyone, how could the slave family kill her husband, my lord is wronged!" Liu Cui'er suddenly sobbed and sobbed.

Chang's head froze for a moment, he scratched his head and said: "My lord, could you be mistaken, how can this little girl kill someone?"

Li Canghai snorted coldly. He stared at Liu Cuier and shouted: "Do you think that if you don't admit it, I will have nothing to do with you?"

"My lord, you are wronged! I really didn't kill anyone!" Liu Cui'er shook her head desperately, crying like rain.

Changtou couldn't bear to look at it, he wanted to speak for her, but was overwhelmed by Li Canghai's gloomy expression, he sighed helplessly there.

"Hmph, you bitch really doesn't cry when you see the coffin, look what it is?" Li Canghai took out a string of silver tassels from his sleeve, threw it in front of Liu Cuier, and shouted coldly.

When Liu Cui'er saw the silver needle tassel, her face instantly turned pale.

"This thing was found from the hands of the deceased, do you recognize this thing?" Li Canghai stared at her tightly with a burning gaze.

Liu Cui'er's breathing became short of breath, she hurriedly turned to look at Zhuo Bufan, and gave him a look of asking for help.

"This is the fringe on your head. When you committed the crime, you were dragged into the hands of the dead. What else can you say?" Li Canghai slapped the teacup and shouted sharply.

"My lord, this is just an ordinary tassel, how do you determine that my sister-in-law is the murderer?" Zhuo Bufan came out at this time and said loudly.

Li Canghai put down the teacup, he seemed to have expected that he would ask this question, and said: "This tassel and the yoke on Liu Cui'er's head are one, we can confirm it by seeing if the breaks fit together." After a short pause, he leaned forward and said indifferently: "Besides, she said before that she was going to the toilet when the deceased died. So here comes the problem, since she was going to the toilet, the fringe tassel on her head is still there. Why did it fall into the hands of the dead?"

Di Qing's face was slightly cold, and she said coldly at the side: "If the deceased didn't go to the latrine to snatch her tassels, then she was lying."

Zhuo Bufan was at a loss for words for a moment, he looked at Liu Cuier who looked terrified, and said in a deep voice: "My brother was killed, my sister-in-law was inevitably a little panicked, and it is understandable to say the wrong thing out of fear."

"Oh, but when I asked her, she thought clearly, her tone was steady, and she didn't show any signs of panic." Li Canghai couldn't help sneering: "Could it be that you think I'm blind?"

(End of this chapter)