Really unable to ask what was going on, Tian Lanqing and Hua Xiaogu had no choice but to prepare to leave. Before leaving, Hua Xiaogu stuffed a lot of money with him and entrusted almost all the prison wardens in the cell to ask them for help.
Never try to embarrass a magpie.
The cell leader is a very understanding person. He knows that the case has not yet been tried, and the person incarcerated may not necessarily be the prisoner. Moreover, he has a lot of involvement with the Tian family of Huangshang, so he naturally has to think highly of him. The cell leader said in a friendly manner.
He agreed without much difficulty with the magpie. Hua Xiaogu and Tian Lanqing returned to the mansion, and they sat speechless in the study.
Tian Languang hadn't come back yet, and Hua Xiaogu had no other choice for a while. She had no choice but to rely on Magpie's vague description and began to sketch out the appearance of Qing Yue's room bit by bit on the paper. She frowned and looked at the paper.
After a long time, I finally wrote the word "medicine fragrance" next to it and looked at these two words silently without making a sound.
Not long after, Tian Languang finally returned to Tian Mansion through the night.
"Did you find anything?"
"It's the same as before, but the blood all over the ground is shocking." Tian Languang's face was not very good. He hadn't rested for two days in a row. Coupled with the anxiety in his heart, he now had some beard stubble and looked very haggard.
Hua Xiaogu handed the paper in his hand to Tian Languang: "We asked this from the magpie. Please briefly mark the differences."
Tian Languang took the piece of paper and nodded.
He lowered his head and thought carefully, while correcting the styles of some furnishings, he drew out the traces of blood.
Hua Xiaogu stared at the piece of paper without speaking. It wasn't until Tian Languang stopped writing that she pondered for a moment and asked: "Are you sure...the blood stains you drew are all correct?"
Tian Languang nodded: "Although the room is very dark, I have observed it carefully and it should be right."
Hua Xiaogu suddenly raised his head, his expression looked a little strange: "Only the ground is bloodstained? What about the wall, bed and table? Are there no bloodstains at all?"
Tian Languang shook his head: "There are some on the corner of the table and the foot of the bed, but the table on the wall is clean. There is indeed no blood."
Hua Xiaogu stood up suddenly, a faint light flashed in his eyes: "There is a flaw!"
The two brothers looked up at her, Hua Xiaogu pointed at the piece of paper, and said in a slightly urgent voice: "Have you ever killed a chicken?... It's useless for me to ask, you must have never killed a chicken. When killing a chicken, it's usually the same.
Prepare a large bucket, use scissors to cut the chicken's neck, then grab the chicken and stuff it into the bucket, close the lid, and let the chicken flop around in the bucket. Only when it stops making any movement at all will you put it in again.
The lid of the bucket was opened. Do you know why?"
"Afraid of the chicken running away?"
"That's one point, and another point is that a large amount of chicken blood will spurt out from the chicken neck when it is cut open. If it is not placed in a closed place, the chicken blood will be splashed everywhere!" Hua Xiaogu said as he spoke.
, while raising his hand, he pressed it on his neck about three fingers down from his earlobe.
"This is the carotid artery. If that Qing Yue really had her head cut off and died, then because of the extreme pressure on the carotid artery, the blood spurting out here could splash all over the room in an instant!" Hua Xiaogu's eyes were burning, and she pointed her finger.
Underneath, it is your own carotid artery. In your previous life, it was shaped like a student. For a modern person, this common sense is still very clear.
Tian Lanqing and Tian Languang were slightly startled, then looked at each other.
"However, Qing Yue's body is indeed a missing piece of the body." Tian Lanqing added, and then looked at Tian Languang with some confusion: "Maybe you saw it wrong?"
Tian Languang shook his head: "No, I remember it very clearly. Because I was afraid of leaving footprints in the room, I paid great attention to the shape of the blood on the ground for fear of stepping on it."
Hua Xiaogu sat down, looked at the piece of paper, and said nothing for a while.
After a while, she spoke out again: "Maybe...Qing Yue was already dead when her head was cut off."
"Why?"
Hua Xiaogu raised his head and glanced at the two people opposite him: "When a person dies, his heart stops beating and his blood pressure disappears. If his head is naturally cut off, the blood will not spurt out, but will only flow out."
Finally having a breakthrough, Hua Xiaogu seemed a little excited. She stood up and walked around the study, lowering her head and muttering: "Why do you have to chop off the head when a person is dead?"
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"...To put the blame on the magpie?" Tian Languang stood up and asked, "Everyone knows that the magpie has great kung fu!"
Hua Xiaogu stopped, and after a while he started walking around again: "It's possible... But if it's just to put the blame on the magpie, then it's better to chop off her head than whip the body. After all, the magpie's weapon is a soft whip.
, wouldn’t it be better to frame the blame this way?”
"...To cover up the truth." Tian Lanqing silently uttered a sentence.
Hua Xiaogu turned to look at Tian Lanqing, waiting for him to continue speaking.
"If you chop off Qing Yue's head, can you conceal the true cause of her death?"
Cutting off the head of a corpse can conceal the cause of death of Zhen Sheng? So what kind of death method will prevent any other injuries from being found on Qing Yue's corpse?
Could it be that the wound was on Qing Yue’s neck?
"His neck was cut with a sword?" Tian Languang asked doubtfully.
Hua Xiaogu bit his lower lip and shook his head: "It wouldn't just cut the carotid artery, it would still splatter blood all over the room."
"That's...those who were strangled or strangled to death." Tian Lanqing said.
Hua Xiaogu's heart flashed, and she felt that these eight achievements were the real cause of her death.
"When the court opens early tomorrow morning, we should be able to find out whether the deceased died of bleeding or suffocation, right?" Hua Xiaogu looked at Tian Lanqing and asked with hope.
"Has the head been chopped off? Does such a corpse still need to be used for autopsy? Moreover, even if Qing Yue was really strangled or strangled to death, then the scars have been chopped off and no obvious traces can be left, so there is no need for autopsy.
Unable to prove.”
Hua Xiaogu had no choice but to sit down and pick his fingers, feeling a little anxious.
After all, this is ancient times. Even if there is a clever operation and the corpse is disemboweled, there is no modern instrument to test whether the corpse died of ischemia or lack of oxygen!
Just when the three people in the study were silent and reached an impasse, Tian Languang suddenly clapped his hands and blurted out: "That's right!"
"Maybe Qing Yue hanged herself!" Tian Languang's eyes lit up and he almost screamed.
Hanging? Is that suicide?
"Why do people commit suicide when they are in good health?" At this moment, even Hua Xiaogu didn't believe it.
"Listen to me!" Tian Languang looked very excited. He stood up and stretched out his hands: "I have evidence!"
