There was nothing strange about the cause of He Bingtian's death. He died of severe injuries and excessive bleeding. The real strange thing was Feng Lin. According to the reports from He's secret agents, Feng Lin had a surly temperament, and became even more twisted after marrying He Bingtian. She would take it out on the maids next to her if she had any inconveniences, and everyone in the mansion complained about her.
But Feng Lin loves He Bingtian and has been passionately devoted to him before leaving the cabinet. There is no way she would attack He Bingtian. Even if she kills her husband, she will not use such extremely cruel methods.
Shen Chongming stood in the middle of the room thinking about all this. There was silence in the room, and the government officials looked at him quietly. Li Zhun coughed lightly, walked up to Shen Chongming, and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Is there anything weird?"
Shen Chongming glanced at the sachet hanging on He Bingtian, turned around and focused his attention on He Hongyi: "According to what the housekeeper said, it was Mrs. He who killed Mr. He."
"It's that bitch Feng Lin!" He Hongyi gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into fists: "She stabbed my Tian'er to death with that dagger."
The officer handed over the murder weapon, an ordinary dagger. In addition to the blood on the blade, the pattern on the handle was also covered in blood. Through the fingerprints on the handle of the knife, you can imagine the scene at that time.
"Where did this knife come from? There shouldn't be such a sharp weapon in the young lady's room, right?"
"Tian'er bought it for her." He Hongyi regretted: "It was the second year after she and Tian'er got married. They went up the mountain to pray and met a knife seller on the road. Tian'er saw that she liked it, so he picked it. Give one to her and let her keep it by her side for self-defense. Who would have thought that she would kill Tian'er with this knife."
"There must be some reason why a wife kills her husband. Does Mr. He know the inside story?"
"It's not because this bitch is jealous." He Hongyi was furious and clenched his fists tighter: "There is no need to investigate this case in detail. There are both witnesses and material evidence, and there is no room for this bitch to deny it. Killing for life, my He family does not have this Daughter-in-law.”
"Where is Feng Lin?" Shen Chongming glanced outside: "Mr. He said that there are witnesses and physical evidence. We have seen the physical evidence, but where is the witness?"
"That bitch is crazy. I was afraid that she would hurt innocent people, so I had someone tie her to the woodshed in the backyard." He Hongyi let go of his hand: "The witnesses are the maids in her yard, and the one named Lianxiang is her They are also the witnesses who witnessed my son's murder. If you want to ask questions, you can bring them all to the government office."
Just when Li Zhun was about to speak, Shen Chongming said, "No need, just call the maid named Lianxiang."
Footsteps sounded outside the door, and the housekeeper He Si rushed in and reported: "Master, it's not good, Lianxiang hanged herself by the dry well in the backyard."
The backyard of the He family was filled with onlookers and maids watching the fun. Shen Chongming followed Li Zhun into the backyard and looked around with his eagle-like eyes. Suddenly, his eyes fell on a maid who was watching the excitement.
It was obviously a strange face that he had never seen before, but he felt a sense of familiarity that he had never seen before.
Zhou Yu'an thought about the scene where she would see Shen Chongming again, but never thought that it would be in the backyard of the He family. At this time, she was "Chunhong" who disguised herself as a girl and mingled with the maids, while he was the master who followed the county magistrate to handle the case.
From the butler to the master, from yesterday to today, Zhou Yu'an gnawed his fingernails bald without wondering how he did it. Just when she was full of doubts, she saw the county magistrate approaching Shen Chongming with a flattering look on his face and talking to him in a low voice. Zhou Yu'an suddenly realized that this guy was indeed a good boy, and he captured the county magistrate of Fuyang County in just one day.
She understands! She knows it all!
Seeing the maid nodding towards him, Shen Chongming felt a strange and awkward feeling in his heart. He asked He Hongyi who that person was? He Hongyi glanced at her and told him that she was a maid from the He family, her name was Chunhong, and she was serving in Feng Lin's yard.
Before today, Shen Chongming had never been to He Mansion and did not recognize the maid named Chunhong. He frowned slightly and took a closer look, and finally understood where the awkward feeling came from - that girl was somewhat similar to He Hongyi, especially the eyes, which were almost identical.
"What is Master Shen looking at? Is there something on my face?" Seeing Shen Chongming's cold eyes staring at him unblinking, He Hongyi felt a little flustered.
"It's nothing, I just saw that the maid looks a bit similar to Mr. Shen. Is this maid a relative of yours?"
"Master Shen is joking." He Hongyi didn't take Shen Chongming's words to heart.
Lianxiang hung on the locust tree, which grew beside the dry well. Judging from the footprints left on the well platform, Lianxiang should have hanged herself by stepping on the edge of the well platform.
It was not the rope that was holding her neck, but her belt. Without the restraint of the belt, her clothes were half open, and her outer clothes swayed in the wind, exuding a unique fragrance.
Shen Chongming had also smelled this aroma on He Bingtian.
Lianxiang's feet were off the ground, and there was mud on the sides and heels of her shoes. The inner shirt is messy and stained with mud, but the outer shirt is clean and wrinkled. In addition, Shen Chongming also found several cracks on the underwear of the deceased Lianxiang... In an instant, a picture was sketched in his mind, and it passed through his eyes like a revolving lantern.
The man dragged Lianxiang toward the backyard. Lianxiang struggled and splashed mud and water on her body. Beside the dry well, the man strangled Lianxiang's neck with his belt. Lianxiang kicked her with her feet, and her heels and the sides of her shoes were stained with mud.
The belt was tightened, Lianxiang stopped struggling and fell softly into the man's arms. The man sat on the ground and panted. After confirming that Lianxiang was dead, he took off her shirt.
The man stood at the mouth of the well, passed the belt through the branches, and then hung the belt around Lianxiang's neck.
After doing all this, the man wiped off the shoe prints on the wellhead, took off Lianxiang's shoes, and printed her footprints on them...
"Who was the last person to see Lianxiang last night?"
"Steward He Si." He Hongyi replied: "Tian'er died tragically, and the bitch pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool. Lian Xiang asked all questions and didn't know anything. In anger, I asked He Si to lock the bitch and Lian Xiang in the woodshed together. This The last person to see Lianxiang should be He Si."
"Where's He Si?"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Si squeezed out of the crowd.
"Sir, the youngest is He Si, the housekeeper of He Mansion." He Si bowed and saluted: "Last night, the master ordered me to lock the young lady and Lianxiang together. Lianxiang was afraid, so she begged me to put her In addition, the young lady was not soft-hearted, but worried that she and the young lady would be locked together to collude in confession, so she locked up Lianxiang in the backyard. Although the courtyard was not very liveable, there were everything that should be in the room. I didn’t expect that she would commit suicide out of fear of crime.”
"Who said Lianxiang committed suicide?"
"Didn't Lianxiang commit suicide?" He Si trembled and looked at Shen Chongming: "Is it possible that she was killed by a ghost?"
