Fu Xiujin walked over and gestured, "Cao Hongfa's height just reaches Zhao Shaobai's lips, and you are more than half a head taller than Aunt Chen. Unless Aunt Chen has put something on the bed, with her height, her hands will be backward. It also just reached Cao Hongfa's neck, so there would be no upward strangulation marks, only flat strangulation marks. But if there is something at the same height as you, the edge of the bed will just block her sight, which does not seem to be very good for the murderer. convenient."
Yao Shu looked down from her own point of view and found that most of her sight was indeed blocked by the edge of the bed. She had to go through the carved gaps on the edge of the bed to get a good view.
The moment she lowered her head, she noticed something strange. She seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly jumped out of bed, put on her shoes and ran outside.
"Your Majesty, look for any long yellow silk scarves in the room. I'll go check on the body and be back soon."
Before Fu Xiujin had time to answer, Yao Shu had already left the Moon Arch Gate...
When she came back from the study, she had a piece of paper in her hand with a black oval the size of an egg on it.
"Do you suspect that the murderer stood on the bed, put the murder weapon through the gap above the edge of the bed and strangled Mr. Cao to death?"
Fu Xiujin had a guess after she glanced at the edge of the bed. When he stood on the bed and confirmed again, he was even more sure of Yao Shu's guess.
"Yes, in this way, the murder weapon passes through the edge of the bed above and strangles Mr. Cao's neck. It doesn't matter even if the murderer is not tall enough. If he pulls the other end in his hand and exerts force, the angle of the murder weapon will cause Mr. Cao's neck to tilt upward. Strangulation marks.”
Fu Xiujin cast an approving look at Yao Shu, and Yao Shu's face became slightly warm. Isn't this the Jade Faced Yama? Why does it look like a spring breeze?
Shaking away the thoughts in her mind, she raised the rice paper in her hand towards Fu Xiujin, "And I found evidence from the body that can further confirm the identity of the murderer."
Now everyone around outside heard it, and they all raised their necks and looked into the room. Fu Xiujin's eyes locked on a figure again.
Yao Shu called Mrs. Guo and Butler Wang in and asked them to stand on the bed and take a look at the edge of the bed. Ms. Guo looked at it for a while and still didn't understand.
Yao Shu pointed to the carved edge of the bed and explained to her, "Did you see the dust on it? It's all covered with it."
Mrs. Guo nodded, and she pointed to two of the gaps for Mrs. Guo to look at again, "These two places are the only ones without dust and very clean. It is impossible for the servants to clean only these two places, so there must be something missing." Carefully wipe off the dust.”
After saying that, she asked Zhao Shaobai to stand in front of the bed. She took off her belt and put it through the two gaps and wrapped it around Zhao Shaobai's neck. Then she pulled gently. Zhao Shaobai tilted his head back according to her strength. Yao Shu raised her foot and stepped on it. On his back.
"The murderer strangled Mr. Cao like this, then put his feet on Mr. Cao's back, applying force one after the other. This not only made up for the problem of lack of height, but also solved the problem of lack of strength."
After explaining, Yao Shu let go of Zhao Shaobai, picked up the rice paper on the side and showed the black mark.
"At first, the corpse was placed in a sitting position on a chair, and later it was tied to a carriage, resulting in a large body mass on its back, so the bruises caused by the murderer's strong resistance on the body were mixed in. Just now I re- When they returned for the autopsy, it was determined that this mark was made during his lifetime. The murderer did not press the entire sole of his foot on Mr. Cao's back, but only pressed his heel against it, so this round bruise was left. As long as everyone took turns to press the heel The traces are printed on rice paper and compared, and the murderer can be identified quickly."
"Awesome Yao Wu Zuo." Zhao Shaobai applauded from the side. Unexpectedly, this new trainee Wu Zuo turned out to be a secretive person.
When Guo and Manager Wang heard this, they thought it was reasonable, so they prepared to arrange for people in the mansion to take samples of the heels. However, Fu Xiujin, who had not spoken a word from beginning to end, suddenly spoke directly and pointed at Aunt Chen.
"How about we start with Aunt Chen?"
His gaze seemed to pierce people's hearts. Aunt Chen's face was pale and she pinched her sleeves tightly, not daring to speak. No matter how others urged her, she would not move.
"I think you are the one who killed me! Let her step on the footprints, it must be her!" Aunt Su shouted and rushed up to push Aunt Chen to the ground. Mrs. Guo did not stop her, but asked a nanny to help her get it. Paper and ink.
In full view of everyone, Aunt Chen was held down and unable to move, and soon the prints of her heel were taken. Auntie handed the prints to Yao Shu, and after comparing them, they found they were almost identical.
"There are many people with similar-sized feet, and it's not me! And Aunt Su clearly heard the man's voice, how could she slander me!" Aunt Chen didn't forget to cry out while lying on the ground, her eyes fixed on her. Fu Xiujin.
Fu Xiujin did not take another look at her, but instead turned his attention to another person, "Liu Dali, do you have anything to explain?"
Yao Shu actually suspected that there were two murderers. From the beginning, everyone either had an alibi for the day of the murder or an alibi for the time when the body was moved in the study. She had already vaguely felt that the murderer might have an accomplice, but she did not expect it. Fu Xiujin quickly identified the suspect.
Liu Dali did not expect that Fu Xiujin would suddenly mention him. He pretended to be calm and said that he knew nothing. Fu Xiujin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and was not in a hurry to expose him.
"Since Aunt Chen came here, your eyes have never left her. Just outside the house, Yao Zuo said that he had found evidence. The two of you looked at each other at the same time. Aunt Chen's eyes were filled with panic, but yours were anxious. What a coincidence is that you were on patrol alone after playing cards the night before yesterday, and the time happened to be after Mr. Cao died. Is it really such a coincidence? "
Fu Xiujin's words were like a heavy hammer, which made Liu Dali's face turn pale, but he refused to admit it anyway and insisted that it was a coincidence.
"In this case, how about finding the murder weapon first to convince you?"
As Fu Xiujin spoke, he pointed to the wardrobe in Aunt Chen's house. There was an exquisite lock hanging on it, which was particularly eye-catching.
When Yao Shu went out, she asked Fu Xiujin to look for items such as yellow silk scarves. Fu Xiujin had already speculated that the murder weapon was probably clothing, but Zhao Shaobai searched around and found nothing, except for the locked wardrobe. Pass.
"What are you doing with a locked wardrobe? You must have a guilty conscience. Are you deaf? You still haven't taken out the key!"
Yao Shu was about to laugh out loud. How much did Aunt Su hate Aunt Chen? She would put Aunt Chen on the fire every time.
