Hearing the noise outside, Lin Tingzhen finally walked out of the house slowly.
Together with an old nanny, he supported the tearful Ms. Jiang, her face gloomy and colorless.
Chu Nan Zhi glanced at the legendary Lady Jiang intently, and saw that she was dressed in red clothes, with spring water in her eyes, and her delicate and delicate dimples were more delicate than flowers, and she walked with a slender waist and a slight step.
, she is indeed a delicate beauty, very enchanting and charming.
Although she is the mother of a fifteen-year-old child, she still looks charming and does not look old at all.
"Ahem, she is really a woman raised in a boudoir."
Thinking of Liu Yun, who was almost the same age as him, Chu Nanzhi couldn't help but sigh.
Everyone was a little anxious when they saw that Lin Tingzhen didn't speak.
The second uncle Tan began to urge: "Ting Zhen, people cannot be resurrected after death. Don't be too sad for you and Jiang Xiaoniang. Your uncles are waiting in the hall. You'd better go out and give everyone an explanation. Our clan
There is no place for murderers in China."
The pointed words pointed the finger directly at Zhou's mother and daughter.
"What else do I need to explain? The facts are right in front of us. Officials are here. This damn girl, Jin Hui, killed her sister. Naturally, she must pay with her life."
The third uncle, Mrs. Chen, puffed out her cheeks and looked at Lin Jinhui with huge eyes.
Lin Jinhui was so frightened that her face turned pale. She shook her head and explained sincerely: "It's not me, it's not me. I didn't kill her."
"Shut up, you and your daughter are the only ones in this courtyard who hate Sanniang. It's either you or your mother. Could there be others?"
Da Chen rebuked Lin Jinhui arbitrarily, and then faced Lin Tingzhen: "You are not a good lady. You have no way to teach your daughter. You should have divorced her, expelled her from the clan, and returned her to her parents' family."
Zhou listened dryly, unable to argue, and her face was horribly pale.
Lin Jinhui sobbed and hesitantly said: "You... you just wronged me, why are you still trying to accuse my mother?"
"shut up."
Lin Tingzhen was furious, and finally spoke out to reprimand Lin Jinhui, and finally turned his angry eyes to the silent Zhou.
At this moment, Lin Jinxiao led the guards and walked straight over.
When he saw Chu Nanzhi in the crowd, he frowned at her angrily. Chu Nanzhi understood and had no choice but to return to him.
Thinking about the matter in Haining County, she first asked in a low voice: "Have you finished handling it there?"
Lin Jinxiao pursed his lips and nodded lightly: "Well, I asked Youan to go to the county captain's mansion and mobilize 500 sergeants to rush to Haining County first."
Mrs. Chen looked at the couple whispering to each other and didn't know what they were mumbling. She immediately ordered with dissatisfaction: "Jin Xiao, you're just in time. Let the police officers capture Jin Hui, the murderer, and put him in jail."
Lin Jinxiao glanced coldly at Mrs. Zhou and Lin Jinhui who were still crying, and then at Mrs. Jiang who was sobbing in Lin Tingzhen's arms. When he entered the door, he had already heard the ins and outs of the matter. According to the county government's rules for handling cases, he
He did not immediately agree to Da Chen's request, but turned to Chu Nanzhi and said solemnly: "It is better to go to the crime scene for an autopsy before making a decision."
After saying that, he pulled Chu Nanzhi and walked towards Lin Jinlan's yard.
The small courtyard where Lin Jinlan lived was located in the northwest, sandwiched between the residences of Jiang and Lin Jinhui. At this time, it was surrounded by guards, and no one dared to approach it at will.
Lin Jinxiao had someone stop the Lin family outside, and he led Chu Nanzhi and two guards directly into the house.
The layout of the house is quite regular, with a separate living room and bedroom, and a wing next to it. It can be seen that the family treats this concubine differently, and they can be separated into separate houses before they are even old enough.
Entering the bedroom, Chu Nanzhi glanced around and saw that the old widower from the county government was already waiting in the corner. Lin Sanniang, who had long since passed away, was lying on the bed.
Looking down from the head of the bed, there was a pool of blood that gradually solidified on the floor.
Lin Jinxiao asked the officers to wait in the living room, then looked around the room casually, and said to Chu Nanzhi unhurriedly: "I have just come with Wu Zuo to conduct an autopsy. Lin Jinlan was indeed murdered."
"Since you have already experienced the corpse, why bring me here again?"
Chu Nanzhi looked confused.
"You seem to care about your sister-in-law?"
Lin Jinxiao did not answer her question immediately. Thinking about how she tried her best to protect the Zhou family and her daughter just now, she felt a little worried.
Frankly speaking, he didn't want this woman to ask too much about the Lin family's affairs, and get nothing out of it, otherwise she would be in trouble in the end.
"It's not that I care, I just feel that these uncles are bullying people too much, and I feel a little sympathetic to what happened to their mother and daughter."
Chu Nanzhi replied very pertinently.
"That's good."
Lin Jinxiao nodded thoughtfully, took the autopsy record from the widower's hand, handed it to her, and whispered, "Take a look."
Chu Nanzhi hesitantly took the case file and read it carefully. It contained detailed descriptions of the deceased's death and various aspects of the wound.
Lin Jinxiao quietly looked at her meticulously reading the case file, and the warmth in his heart began to ripple uncontrollably.
It turns out that she is so charming when she is quiet.
Chu Nanzhi raised her eyes inadvertently and found his squinting eyes. She immediately lowered her face and asked angrily: "What are you looking at?"
Lin Jinxiao shook his head indifferently and said, "What did you notice?"
Chu Nanzhi looked at the body on the bed while flipping through the autopsy records, and said slowly: "Lin Sanniang died peacefully. There were no other scars on her body except the fatal knife wound on her abdomen, indicating that she was killed while sleeping.
Someone is trying to kill someone."
"good."
Lin Jinxiao nodded slightly: "I just asked Lin Jinlan's maid. After Lin Jinhui came to the house to argue with her last night, Lin Jinlan's wife Jiang gave her a soothing soup. She drank the soothing soup and fell asleep, so someone wanted to kill her.
She made it a breeze."
After saying this, he strolled to the tea table, picked up a dagger wrapped in white cloth on the table, handed it to Chu Nanzhi's hand, and gestured:
"This is the murder weapon left in a pool of blood."
Chu Nanzhi took the dagger and inspected it repeatedly, and suddenly noticed something strange.
Glancing at the clean white cloth on the table, she looked around at the old man and couldn't help but ask: "Why is there blood on only one side of this dagger?"
The old man waved his hand: "It was like this when I picked it up from the pool of blood and looked at it."
"Indeed, only the side that touched the ground had blood stains."
Lin Jinxiao smiled meaningfully: "What does this mean, madam?"
"If this dagger is the murder weapon, then it should be stained with blood on both sides."
Chu Nanzhi replied.
He quickly lowered his head to look at the autopsy records, compared it with the dagger in his hand, and continued after careful consideration:
"The wound recorded by the old man is small at one end and wide at the other. The wound is more than an inch wide and only two inches deep. The dagger is sharp at both ends and evenly thick. It is about three inches long and less than five minutes wide, which shows that this dagger is not
The murder weapon."
After saying this, Chu Nanzhi couldn't help but frowned and fell into deep thought.