Chapter 64: Could it be another mistress of Wang Datou?
Wang Liu's expression dropped, and he quickly searched the kitchen and miscellaneous room.
After he walked out of the miscellaneous room, he shook his head towards Ye Qing, who was standing in the middle of the yard, and said seriously:
"The kitchen is also covered in dust, and the firewood in the general room is damp. It's true that no one has lived in this house for several days."
"Qing Xiaolang, Shigui disappeared this week. Could it be that he is the real murderer and fled in fear of crime?"
Ye Qing, who was rubbing his chin in thought, analyzed:
"Brother Wang, there are three possibilities for Zhou Shikui's disappearance."
"First, either he couldn't bear the shock of his wife committing adultery and dying tragically on the spot, so he committed suicide elsewhere or traveled far away from this sad place."
"Second, as you said, Brother Wang, the real culprit is Zhou Shikui. He was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he fled in fear of being guilty."
"Third, the murderer is still Wang Datou. Someone killed Zhou Shikui on Wang Datou's behalf. Wang Datou took the opportunity to cry out for injustice, so that he could die without any evidence, leaving him with only one crime of adultery that would not lead to death."
After listening to Ye Qing's well-founded inference.
Wang Liu was impressed and asked: "Qing Xiaolang, which one do you think is the most likely?"
"Brother Wang, what do you think?"
Wang Liu, who was asked the rhetorical question, looked sharply at the surrounding yard and said:
"We have never investigated a case, but after being a jailer for so many years, we have been exposed to many methods of investigating crimes. We have met so many murderers and criminals, and we have a certain understanding of people's hearts."
"Zhou Shikui's family is poor, but he can marry a wife, no matter what method, no matter what Zhou Yang does to him this week, Zhou Shikui will definitely regard Zhou Yang as a treasure."
"If Wang Datou is the murderer, then Zhou Shikui will not leave now no matter what. He will definitely watch Wang Datou's head roll down."
"Only then will he choose to commit suicide or leave his hometown."
"Wang Datou is strong and strong, but Zhou Shikui heard that he is thin. When the two of them fight, Wang Datou must have the upper hand."
"So, I think it is more likely that Zhou Shikui was killed, and the possibility of him being the murderer is very small."
Bang bang bang!
Ye Qing clapped his hands with admiration in his eyes.
"Brother Wang, your analysis is good, and I thought of it together."
Wang Liu, who was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said:
"If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have thought of this."
The next moment, Wang Liu's expression changed, and he said with some annoyance:
"If you make such a guess, our magistrates are right. Now if we investigate this case, wouldn't our work be in vain?"
Ye Qing shook his head and said: "It's not in vain. If Wang Datou is really the murderer but he is complaining about injustice in prison, we will find him and shut up. If there is really a misunderstanding, we cannot let him bear the murder case in vain."
Speaking of this, Ye Qing paused and said with a solemn expression: "Moreover, if we hadn't come to check, we wouldn't have known that Zhou Shikui had not returned home for many days and might have encountered something unexpected."
Wang Liu regained his composure and looked at Ye Qing with firm eyes and asked:
"Qing Xiaolang, what do you think we should do next?"
Ye Qing's eyes flashed and he said:
"Wang Datou is Zhou Shikui's neighbor. You can go and have a look at his home. Maybe after Zhou Shikui returns home, he goes to Wang Datou's house to smash it and vent his anger."
"In addition, let's ask the neighbors around to see if we have seen Zhou Shiqi in the past few days, and what their relationship is like on weekdays."
"Okay, be careful. Wang Datou's house is on the left. If there is no one in the courtyard, you can climb over the wall from here and have a look."
Wang Liu pointed to the green brick courtyard wall on the left, which was much higher than the courtyard wall of Zhou Shikui's house, about six feet high.
Then he walked out and continued: "I have a good interrogation method. I will ask the neighbors about what you said."
"Okay, then let's act separately."
Ye Qing nodded, bowed and ran down, easily climbed up the courtyard wall, jumped and disappeared.
Wang Liu, who had his foot on the wooden door that he had kicked down, did not hear any movement behind him. He turned around and saw that there was no one behind him.
His eyes fell on the clear and fresh footprints on the left wall, and he couldn't help but grinned and shook his head:
"Hey, Qing Xiaolang's skills are really good. If we had such skills, we would no longer be jailers."
Finished with emotion.
Wang Liu stepped on the deserted Dahai Lane, which was more than half a foot wide.
After they appeared in Dahai Alley, there was no one in the alley.
After they kicked down the door of Zhou Shikui's house, there were no dogs barking in the alley.
Wang Liu murmured: "The reputation of the execution room of the government office is really bad."
The next moment, he laughed at himself: "Oh, but it's better than when I was a jailer before, and I got to see more people."
In Wang Datou's yard.
The rammed earth, moistened by the blood of livestock, looked purple and black.
It's only mid-February now, and it's still a cool and refreshing time.
There were actually some mosquitoes and flies flying in the yard.
Ye Qing looked at the large wooden table placed in the courtyard, which was covered with marks from knife and ax cuts.
A boning knife and a bone-chopping ax were placed on a wooden block covered in blood, stained with solidified red and purple blood, and the blades shone orange in the setting sun.
The breeze blows, and a strong fishy smell hits your nostrils.
On the table were several large pieces of uncut pork and mutton, which were rotten and infested with maggots, making people sick to their stomach.
Ye Qing frowned, endured the discomfort, and started searching.
The purple-black ground in the yard is also covered with a layer of earthy brown dust, which is extremely obvious because of the color of the ground.
Ye Qing walked to the table. Before he could check the knife and axe, he saw a clear footprint on the ground to the left of the table in the direction of another neighbor of Wang Datou, which attracted his attention.
Ye Qing walked over, knelt down and gestured with the size of the footprints, frowned and said:
"It's half a foot long and a little over two inches long, and the front foot is two and a half inches wide. This is a woman's foot."
He looked at the yard next door again and said in surprise:
"Could it be another of Wang Datou's mistresses?"
Ye Qing's previous speculation that the Zhou Yang clan might be forced by Wang Datou began to waver.
He took a deep breath, put away these distracting thoughts, got up and walked towards the house.
The three newly renovated green brick and tile houses with exquisite materials reflect Wang Datou's rich family background.
Ye Qing whispered: "You have a manly look, a strong body, a butcher with meat, and a family."
"In this alley where ordinary people live, Wang Datou can be called a diamond king in his previous life."
An idea appeared in Ye Qing's mind.
He frowned, his starry eyes became sharper, and he reached out and pushed open the door of the tiled house in the middle.
But the next moment, Ye Qing was stunned.
Follow the normal house layout.
As soon as you enter an ordinary house, the house facing north must be the main house of the courtyard.
If there are two houses facing the north, the east one is the main one. If there are three houses facing the north, the middle one is the main one.
There are three tile-roofed houses in the north of Wang Datou. The middle house is opened, but it is empty?
Ye Qing did not step in without permission. He opened the door on the east side and took a look. There was a pile of food piled inside. He guessed wrong again, which made him twitch his lips.
"I don't believe in evil anymore!"
Muttering, Ye Qing opened the door of the last tiled house on the west side. Looking at the beds, tables and chairs in the room, he first breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned deeper.
"Just a bed, a table, two benches, no cabinets or anything like that?"
With his long legs bent, Ye Qing half-crouched in front of the threshold. He stretched out his hand and brushed it on the stone paved ground. He looked at the dust that was almost invisible on his fingertips, and then looked at the one-foot-wide dust on the north wall of the house near the eaves.
Skylight.
"If the skylight is open, dust will inevitably enter. If it is not swept for a day, dust will fall into the house."
"There is only one line of footprints in the courtyard, and they are still facing the wooden table where the animals are slaughtered."
"Who cleans this house, and where did it come from?"
Ye Qing looked at the furnishings in the room in surprise.
Suddenly, he turned around suddenly, quickly entered the house, hid in the open door, and looked through the crack in the door at the wall on the left side of the yard.
