To the south is Qingyang Mountain, and the body was found at the foot of the mountain. Because it was winter, the body was hidden in a pile of dead branches and leaves. It would never have been discovered unless a hunter passed by.
The deceased this time was also a girl, but her appearance... was not very good-looking either.
Jiang Wu saw several government officials hiding nearby and vomiting secretly. She helplessly wiped her face with her sleeves. The only pity was that there were no protective clothing in ancient times.
"The deceased woman was about 28 years old. The cause of death was... most likely abuse." She looked up at the government officials and ordered them to move the body to the carriage. The officials endured nausea, but one of them pulled her while moving.
of hair, and accidentally cut off a piece of someone's scalp.
Jiang Wu stared at him, unconsciously bringing with him the authority he used when facing his assistant in his previous life: "Be careful..."
The yamen servant said aggrievedly: "This... we have never encountered anything like this."
Indeed, as he said, the corpse's death state was miserable. The corpse's face was so swollen that it was difficult to recognize its facial features, and a thick layer of grease could be seen on the exposed skin, which felt hard to the touch.
Yes, it should be wax oil.
However, the clothes and jewelry on the deceased were relatively intact, so the murderer did not kill her for money.
Although it was winter now, she didn't know how long it had been since her body had been dumped, but there was still a strong stench coming out of it.
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It was almost dusk when we returned to Fusi, Beizhen. Fu Heng was still interrogating Aunt Liu and the stall owner. The two did not know each other. When they saw each other's faces, they were all pointing fingers and saying that they were wronged.
"Sir... the injury on my shoulder is... caused by the fun between the bed." As soon as Jiang Wuguang entered the house, he heard Aunt Liu say shyly. She happened to cross the threshold and almost tripped and fell.
wrestle.
Jiang Wu walked into the lobby and said loudly: "So Mr. Li is actually a girl?"
Aunt Liu looked back and saw that it was the little girl from before. She looked young but had a lot of ambitions. Aunt Liu said bitterly: "Young girl is from a male family? Please don't bite her randomly. I'm looking at you."
He has not yet left the cabinet, so he is making such a fuss."
Jiang Wu walked over to her and sat down next to her. He held his chin and said, "The injury on your back was obviously scratched by the woman with the long nails. Based on the position, it can be inferred that the scratch was caused by the two of you pushing her."
It was caused at that time, but you insisted that Mr. Li arrested you. What do you think Mr. Li would say if he was also in court? "
Aunt Liu had a pale face and wanted to speak, but when she saw Fu Hengbing's eyes on the seat, she shut up.
She said: "I definitely didn't kill him. Sir, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Jiaojiao is a concubine and cannot threaten my status. Sister Rong is not favored. Why should I take such a risk? Besides, I
She is Mr. Li's concubine who has passed the official document. Is it against the rules for you to bring me directly to Beizhen Fusi like this?"
She was wearing an exquisite light purple Hunan skirt with dark embroidery, and she looked even more pitiful when she knelt in front of the hall. She bowed and cried like this, as if Fu Heng was bending the law for personal gain.
Fu Heng's eyebrows drooped slightly, as if he didn't hear this and ignored her at all.
Aunt Rong couldn't hold back, she jumped out and scolded: "What do you mean by that? Don't think I don't know. You want to marry Jiaojiao, and you want Jiaojiao to marry your unsatisfactory brother. You are here every day.
I'm blowing the pillow wind in my ears, since you say Jiaojiao can't threaten your status, why are you so anxious to marry her off!"
"Shouldn't a woman get married when she is sixteen?" Aunt Liu retorted.
"Shut up—" Fu Heng finally said with a dark face, "If you two are interested in bickering, you might as well recall what happened yesterday."
Jiang Wu's head hurt after hearing this, and he decided to go to the prison to see the stall owner who had dismembered his body.
That's right, when he saw the wound on the stall owner's hand, Jiang Wu had already concluded that no matter whether he killed the person or not, he must be the one who dismembered the body.
She has seen thousands of wounds. Judging from the marks on Li Jiaojiao's wounds, she was killed with one knife on the left chest. The act of dismembering the body itself has a strong desire to dominate. The focus is on the action of "cutting" rather than dividing the body.
It's so clean, especially since he didn't even try to hide it.
However, the wounds on this corpse gave people a strong sense of inconsistency. It seemed that there was more than one murderer. It was assumed that the body was divided into parts by the person who killed her, but the cuts were too clean and there was no way to express emotions——
But if you think of the murderers as two people, it all makes sense.
It is most likely that the murderer killed Li Jiaojiao and dumped the body in an alley. The stall owner came out of the stall before dawn. He saw the body, but for various reasons did not report it to the authorities, but cut the body into pieces.
After processing it, he even displayed it openly in his butcher shop.
When she enters the prison again, it is inevitable that some prisoners will think she looks familiar.
Didn’t this person just come in and then go out? Why did he come in again?
The stall owner sat on the ground with his back against the wall, his eyes blank, not knowing what he was looking at.
As soon as Jiang Wu approached, the stall owner knelt and crawled to the cell door: "Sir, are you willing to let me out?"
Jiang Wu looked at him and did not answer his question. Instead, he asked him: "Why do you want to kill someone?"
She deliberately used a lie and said she was going to kill someone instead of dismembering the body.
Sure enough, the stall owner panicked, and he started crying again with snot and tears: "I really didn't kill anyone. It's not easy for a lowly person to stay alive. How can I dare to have such evil thoughts? Sir, you are aware of everything."
Let’s get rid of the villain. At home, the villain still has a child who is waiting to be fed and a wife who is sick in bed..."
He originally thought that Jiang Wu was a little girl who seemed ignorant of the world and would always have a compassionate heart. Who would have thought that Jiang Wu had a cold face and actually didn't believe what he said at all, "If you really miss your wife and children so much, then...
You wouldn’t do anything like dismembering your body on purpose.”
Jiang Wu didn't intend to fight with him anymore, so he hit the nail on the head: "The callus on the tiger's mouth on your right hand was caused by wielding a knife when you were dismembering the body. The place where the body was dismembered was not far from your home, and this is the only thing on your stall."
A piece of calf, or is this the only piece of calf left?”
These words were so shocking that the stall owner stared at her with wide eyes and shouted with trembling lips: "What are you talking about? How could I do such a thing?"
"Then you can explain to me the origin of the wound on your hand, okay?"
The stall owner looked away, "I'm a butcher, and I do a lot of things like killing pigs. It's normal for my hands to get injured."
Jiang Wu didn't want to argue with him anymore, and said directly: "I am a gangster. This is your first time to commit a crime. Even if the location is not at your home, it is not too far away from home. The government officials will be able to find out the remaining meat very quickly.
How did you handle it? I can tell whether the blood on your knife is animal blood or human blood. If you confess, I can still let you live."
The stall owner was stunned for a moment, as if he was looking at someone else through Jiang Wu. He said leisurely: "Do you want to survive? Okay, I'll say it."