"I wonder if my government has ever hired a skilled nurse?"
Chu Nanzhi didn't mince words and asked directly.
"In this prosperous place in the capital, why does my family need to hire a nursing home?"
Mrs. Tingwei showed a bitter look on her face: "You have also seen that her deceased husband was an upright and honest official. The slave family wanted him to work for a dog in the Tingwei Mansion, but he refused. How could he be willing to waste the court's money? Now the government
The more than ten maids and servants on board were all rewarded by our ancestors and entered the house as a reward, and the few close ones around me were also brought here as dowries when I got married."
When mentioning this matter, Lin Jinshu couldn't help but express his feelings: "Old Tingwei is indeed an honest and upright official. Even His Majesty and the Queen's grandmother praised him highly. There was a drought in the south this year, so Old Tingwei even asked for it."
We cut salaries and donated the money and food saved to Jiangnan disaster relief, and we have helped many poor people in recent years."
Seeing Princess Shu's sad expression, Chu Nanzhi couldn't help but regret the death of Old Tingwei.
She felt extremely angry when she thought about the poor people in Pingning Prefecture and even the corrupt officials who were greedy for money and food for disaster relief.
When her eyes turned back to Old Tingwei's body again, her eyes were full of awe.
For no other reason than to let Old Tingwei go away peacefully, she would find out the real culprit at all costs.
She held the murder weapon in her hand and inspected it carefully. It was indeed a rare sharp weapon as Lin Tingyan said.
Looking at Mrs. Tingwei with tears in her eyes, Chu Nanzhi asked in confusion: "Is this broken blade really owned by Miss Qian?"
"The slave family has never heard of any sharp knives hidden in her courtyard."
Mrs. Tingwei's eyes were very determined: "How could the slave family not know about her weak temperament? She would be traumatized for a long time when she saw the servants killing chickens. How could she dare to commit murder and hurt others? What's more, the slave family and her deceased husband had always been kind to her. She
There is no reason to murder your late husband."
"Knowing people but not knowing their hearts, maybe the eldest lady was deceived by her?"
Chu Nanzhi looked at her tentatively.
"impossible."
Mrs. Tingwei waved her hands carelessly: "If she was that duplicitous person, the slave family would have kicked her out of the house long ago."
"The eldest lady's temperament is rare in my life."
Chu Nanzhi felt dumbfounded by her words.
Other people's wives and concubines living under the same roof were always scheming and deceitful, making the chickens and dogs restless, but she was so protective of the concubines and concubines in the house.
"The princess wants to say why the slave family protects their mother and son so much, right?"
Mrs. Tingwei had no intention of hiding anything and replied calmly: "To be honest, my family has been indifferent since I was a child and did not like things between men and women. However, my deceased husband was a romantic when he was young. My family did not want to serve him more and were afraid of him."
When she was out having sex, she chose the Qian family. She has spent these years serving her deceased husband and raising heirs for the Zhang family, so the slave family naturally wants to protect her to some extent."
"I see."
Chu Nanzhi nodded in astonishment.
Today is really an eye-opener. I didn't expect that there would be such a weird woman these days. No wonder this mistress can tolerate her concubine and even go to the icy and snowy place to beat the drum and complain to the emperor.
It is worthy of being the Jingling City in the Dragon Pond and the Tiger's Den.
But at the moment, she has found no clues that can rule out the suspicion of the mother and son.
As her eyes moved, her gaze slowly shifted to the wounds on the chest and abdomen of the corpse.
Comparing the broken blade with the wound, she suddenly realized that something was wrong with the wound.
"No, no."
Chu Nanzhi murmured to himself and immediately ordered his subordinates: "Master Tan, show me the autopsy report of the deceased."
The official hurriedly handed the autopsy report to her. Chu Nanzhi read it carefully and immediately saw something fishy in it:
"According to the records in the case file, the short blade was pierced from the front of Mr. Tingwei, but the wound detected was at an oblique angle. Therefore, the width of the entire wound is several inches wider than the broken blade. The starting point of the wound
It was on the right side of the body's abdomen, but the stabbing position had already reached the ribs on the left back, and the inclination of the knife edge was really hard to fathom."
After that, she slowly stood up and imagined the scene: "If I cover Lord Tingwei's mouth with the front of my left hand, and then stab Lord Tingwei's chest with the knife in my right hand, conventionally speaking the knife edge should be
Go straight in or tilt from left to right, so that the force can be maximized according to the gesture. It is probably difficult to cut in the opposite direction at close range and kill with one blow and pierce the ribs."
After handing the autopsy report back to the subordinate officer, Chu Nanzhi looked at Mrs. Tingwei with burning eyes and begged: "I would like to re-examine Mr. Tingwei's wounds. Madam, do you mind?"
Mrs. Tingwei was unwilling in her heart, but she wanted to find out the case as soon as possible. After pondering for a moment, she nodded silently.
Chu Nanzhi then reopened the clothes on the chest and abdomen of the corpse, and then revealed the cleaned wounds.
At this time, the corpse was pale in color, and the wound about three to four inches wide could be seen extremely clearly.
Chu Nanzhi carefully opened the wound. As expected, there was a scratch to the right at the beginning of the wound, from shallow to deep.
"The wound is so irregular. This shallow wound, which is about an inch wide, was obviously cut to the right with excessive force when the broken blade was pulled out from the chest."
Chu Nanzhi picked up the short blade again, nodded thoughtfully and said: "The knife wound penetrated from the right chest and abdomen of the corpse to the left rib, and the width of the wound extended laterally to the right chest and abdomen. I think only left-handed people can have such strength and ability.
make it happen."
"left handed?"
Lin Jinshu looked very surprised, with admiration evident in his eyes.
I didn't expect that she could observe so carefully.
This level of meticulousness is probably unmatched by anyone in the entire Tingwei Mansion who has been solving cases for many years.
Chu Nanzhi nodded hesitantly and continued to examine the corpse. He pinched the closed lips with his hands and found that the masseter muscle on the right side of the corpse's face had sunk inward, and the depression was just the width of a thumb.
"If the murderer is left-handed, he must use his right hand to cover Mr. Tingwei's mouth. The support point is the thumb. The position where the thumb contacts is naturally the masseter muscle on Mr. Tingwei's right side. Since the force-bearing surface is small and the murderer is full of force when committing the murder,
So the thumb crushed the masseter muscle on the right side of the corpse's cheek."
Chu Nanzhi analyzed it carefully, then checked the left cheek again, and found that there was not much muscle damage, which further confirmed his suspicion.
Lin Jinshu also tentatively covered her lips with her hands and exerted force. As she said, the pain on the face pinched by her thumb was much greater than that pinched by the other four fingers.
Not allowing Chu Nanzhi to elaborate further, she nodded understandingly and looked at Mrs. Tingwei: "Who in the family is left-handed?"
Mrs. Tingwei frowned and thought hard, and murmured: "My sister is very weak. Not to mention her left hand, her right hand is not so strong. Wu Lang has been pampered by his slaves since he was a child. He is also gentle and tight. No.
He likes to fight and kill, so he is not left-handed."
"Is it possible that it's someone else?"
Chu Nanzhi reminded him.
Her words made Tingwei Shi on the side immediately have some associations: "Xiaoguan remembers that there is a left-handed servant next to Mr. Tingwei?"