"Everything, Mrs. Lao Feng!"

Nodded to the late, asked the housekeeper for the necessary tools, and then slowly cut the wound.

Mrs. hang couldn't bear to see it, so she turned her back.

After the dagger was taken out, the wound was clear.

The knife edge is neat and coherent, and the direction of the incision is slightly inclined from the bottom to the top, which indicates that the assailant's body shape is slightly smaller than that of Mr. hang.

Looking at the person who stayed up that night, and could get Mr. hang to treat each other with tea, she found that the gene of the hang family was good. Everyone's body shape was very tall. After a careful comparison, only a few younger people were slightly smaller than Mr. Hang's body shape. She immediately sank her eyes and sewed Mr. Hang's wound properly without saying a word.

"I don't know who was the last person Mr. hang met that night?"

At the moment, Mrs. hang turned around, wiped her tears, and looked at the next man, "mingsan, you follow Yan'er. You tell me, who was the last person who saw Yan'er that night?"

The man, who was called mingsan, stepped forward and said, "that night after the banquet, the young master went back to his room and never came out again... By the way, if you had to ask the last one, Xiaocui went in to deliver tea."

Xiaocui Dang, the maid named, even though she was frightened, replied, "I did send tea that night, but the young master was still fine at that time."

Looking at Xiaocui in the evening, he said, "remember carefully, what was your son doing at that time?"

Xiaocui carefully recalled, "that day at the banquet, the young master had drunk a lot when he came back to his room. When I went, he was sitting at the table... The place where there was blood. After I brought it, the young master waved his hand to let the maidservant go out. The maidservant didn't dare to stay more, so he left at that time. "

"Then who was the first to find the body?"

"It's small." Mingsan came forward and said, "I sent my son back to his room because he was a little uncomfortable after he got drunk. But he seemed to be in a bad mood that day and didn't let me serve him. So after I asked Xiaocui to deliver tea, I went to have a rest... The next morning, I was afraid that my son would get drunk and feel uncomfortable. So I got up early and asked the kitchen to cook the wake-up Soup for him, When I brought the sobering soup and knocked on the door of my son's room, I found that the door was not locked... I was puzzled. When I went inside, I saw that my son was sitting at the table unconscious... "

"Xiaocui, did you take the door with you when you left?"

"I remember it was closed! When it's windy in the evening, I'm afraid the young master will get cold when he's drunk, so I'll take the door with me when I leave... "

To the evening saw to see 2 people, then turn round to see to Feng Che. Feng Che took a look at her and walked slowly to the window.

Xiang evening also followed and looked at the open window.

There was no trace on the window, and there was no clue on the ground except a pool of blood. He came to Fengche later and said, "Mr. hang struggled when he died, which shows that he didn't die at that time. There were debris in his fingernails. I saw it on the table he was leaning against when he died, but there was blood in the debris, That is to say, his bloody hand touched the table at that time, but look... The table was clean. Obviously, the murderer cleaned up the scene. That is to say, the place where Mr. hang was sitting when he died was probably not the place where he was when he died, and the blood on the ground may have been dripping after the murderer moved his body to the chair! "

Feng Che sank his eyes, "hang Yan is in the front yard of the whole villa. If there is any news, it's good to spread it out! So there should not be much noise in the room that night. As for why the murderer wiped off the blood and forged a false appearance, it just made us think that hang Yan committed suicide. What about the last letter? "

Xiang Wan is thinking about the letter. Wen Yan immediately looks at it and asks Mrs. hang about it. Mrs. hang immediately takes it out and gives it to them. Even if Xiang wandang found some of Hang Gongzi's usual manuscripts to compare, the handwriting is exactly the same.

It's just

Feng Che on her side suddenly took the letter from her hand. After a look, her eyes dropped down and said softly, "although it's Hangyan's handwriting, it's not his handwriting, but it's the extension."

Nodded to the late, "yes, although the murderer wanted to disguise the suicide note, he did it perfectly, but if you look closely, you will find that there are still differences. If you guess correctly, there must be traces of rubbings in these manuscripts of young master hang."

"Rubbing?" Mrs. hang was very surprised.

"Yes, this letter is based on the original handwriting of Mr. hang, so there must be some clues in Mr. Hang's manuscripts!"

"And these words obviously need to be pieced together one by one, so they should be easy to find!" Her voice falls, ask again Hang Fu humanity, "does hang childe have study?"

"Yes! It's in here. " Mrs. hang said and went to the inside of the book case. She slowly opened the curtain and saw that there were many bookshelves inside, and the books and manuscripts were placed neatly.

Xiang Wan and Feng Che look at each other. They immediately move over and look for the manuscripts.

There are a lot of manuscripts. It's impossible to finish them by two people's efforts. Xiang Fu said to Hang Fu in the evening, "Madam hang, please ask a few people to help me!"

Mrs. hang nodded, and immediately ordered people to go. After adding a few more people, she got twice the result with half the effort. However, after half an hour, although not all the words were found, more than half of them were found, and the truth was finally clear!

In front of the pile of rubbings, the hang couple thought about how their son's suicide note came from, and immediately cried bitterly.

The uncles in the room knew that Mr. hang was indeed a homicide rather than a suicide. At this moment, they were silent. Some of them had apologies on their faces. Obviously, they felt guilty for their previous behavior.

He walked to Mrs. Hang's side in the evening and sighed, "please forgive me, Mr. hang! Now it is confirmed that the posthumous note is a forgery, and it comes from Mr. Hang's own manuscript. That means that the murderer has enough time to read Mr. Hang's manuscript. Please remember who can go in and out of Mr. Hang's room at will on weekdays, and... At the same time, Mr. hang can treat each other with tea... "

When Mrs. hang thought about it carefully, she suddenly turned her eyes to the crowd. However, after seeing it, she changed her face and said, "what about Ming San? Somebody, bring me mingsan... "

Several servants immediately went out to look for mingsan, but they didn't find mingsan after looking around. Just now, while analyzing the case, mingsan slipped out quietly

Just when Mrs. hang was in a big hurry, the door of the room was suddenly opened. In the dark, a figure stood at the door and came in slowly.

Entering the light, the people saw that the man was holding a man in his hand. After a careful look, who was mingsan?

"The man was furtive in the backyard and seemed to want to run away, so I caught him."

Chaoyang's face was expressionless, and then he made a heavy movement on his hand. Then Ming San fell to the ground with his strength. The package in his hand was thrown out and all the things inside were exposed!

"Maitreya Golden Buddha! This is... "

Mrs. Hang's eyes were straight, looking at the things that fell out of the package, and then looking at Xiang mingsan, she was so angry that she kicked in the past, "it's you... Yan'er's dart is the one behind you who robbed him?"

Mingsan immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed, "madam, please forgive me, madam... I'm also confused for a moment..."

"Confused? You're going to kill my son when you're confused? Yan'er treats you well on weekdays. You are such a wolf's heart! "

Mrs. hang directly stepped forward and slapped him. After mingsan was beaten, she cried and begged, "mingsan was confused, madam..."

He knelt on the ground and climbed in front of Mrs. hang. His hands grasped Mrs. Hang's clothes. Just as Mrs. hang was about to kick him away, a dagger appeared in his empty hand. He stabbed Mrs. Hang's leg directly, and she didn't wipe it. Even if he knelt down, Ming San immediately clamped Mrs. hang, and the dagger in his hand touched Mrs. Hang's neck, Eyes red, staring at all humanity, "don't come here - any of you dare to come here, I'll kill her!"

Xiangwan twists his eyebrows and takes a look at Fengche. Fengche slowly steps forward and blocks Xiangwan behind him. Then he walks to mingsan and says, "mingsan, let go of Madam hang."

"Don't come here - if you come here, I'll die with her! Anyway, I can't live any longer. I'll earn money by pulling another one. "

He didn't say a word. Suddenly he was stabbed with a sword in his hand holding the dagger. Then he didn't know what had happened. He only felt a flower in front of him and turned back. A cold sword had been put on his neck, and Mrs. hang, who had just been coerced by him, was safe and sound.

"You... You..."

"If you don't want to move your head right away, you'd better not move!" Chaoyang squeezes the sword tightly and successfully marks a blood mark on mingsan's neck. Mingsan is so scared that he doesn't dare to move.

Frightened by a while, at the moment, Mrs. hang finally came back to her senses and cried, "Yan'er treats you so well, why do you want to kill him... Why? Since you have taken Maitreya Golden Buddha, why kill Yan'er? You give Yan'er back to me... "

Mrs. Hang is about to step forward and is held by her maidservant. The uncles on one side are too surprised to speak when they look at the dramatic change.

"Say it Chaoyang directly tightens the sword. Mingsan shrinks his neck in fright. He dares not hide it any more. "Otherwise, if you find something, I will take it away. How can I kill him?"

On hearing this, Mrs. hang almost fainted.

At this time, Xiangwan stepped forward slowly and said, "for the sake of a golden Buddha, you will take the life of your master. Such a bad servant is inexorable!"

Mingsan's lips moved and he couldn't speak. At this point, he had no hope of escaping. He immediately begged for mercy and said, "Madam Feng, please forgive me... Mingsan is just a servant. Even if you give me the courage, I don't dare to steal from the escort agency. If it's not..."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like