Criminal investigation in ancient times

Zhang Rui got up and walked back and forth a few steps to smooth his train of thought: "The night before yesterday, Xiao Ze and I went to the poetry meeting held by Jiang Tai together. We left the Lin Mansion at the second quarter of the next hour, and spent half an hour in a carriage... ...Uh, it took me two quarters of an hour to arrive at Muguzhai. When I got upstairs, the poetry meeting had already started, that is to say, the poetry meeting started at three o'clock in the You hour. The poetry meeting probably lasted less than two hours, that is, until It was over at Haishi. It took me an hour to walk home with Xiaoze after it was over, and it was already Zishi.

When we got home, the doorman told us that something had happened, and it took about an hour from the discovery of the body to the news reaching the Lin residence.Then it can be deduced that Young Master Sun was killed on the way back from Muguzhai, the time, place and people are all right, but I don't understand the motive of the murder, vendetta?Love kill?Or murder for money?So what was Young Master Sun killed by? !Were your clothes intact when you found them?Does the body have a temperature? !What eyewitnesses were there? ! ! Zhang Rui blushed with excitement, staring at Lin Xiaoqing in a daze.

Lin Xiaoqing took a step back, coughed lightly, and said, "My cousin's analysis is very reasonable. Then Young Master Sun was discovered by a drunk man. When he found out, he didn't lose any valuables on his body. It can be concluded that he was not seeking money. And Sun The young master was slashed on the neck and died of excessive blood loss. There was no weapon used by the murderer at the scene, only a few bloody footprints, but these footprints..."

Zhang Rui: "Is there a problem with the footprints?!"

Lin Xiaoqing nodded: "The footprints are different from ordinary people, like small children's feet... Some people say that it was a little ghost who took his life."

Zhang Rui said disdainfully: "What kind of brat is taking his life, it's just a trick played by the murderer, just take a microscope..." Suddenly remembering that he is not the Zhang Rui of the past, and this is not the modern day, Zhang Rui fell silent.

Lin Xiaoqing smiled and said: "I really don't believe in ghosts and gods, but what is a microscope? Is it a mirror?"

Zhang Rui was annoyed in his heart, why couldn't he control himself so much, if someone found out that the soul in his body had been changed, shouldn't he be caught as a monster and burned? ! "I'm talking nonsense... Maybe it's really a brat taking his life..." After speaking, he laughed twice.

Lin Xiaoqing's smile receded, and his face was a little ugly, he said: "Then cousin, go on watching, I'm going to rest first." After saying that, he cupped his hands, turned and left.

Zhang Rui was surprised, what did he say? Why did Lin Xiaoqing change his face when he said it?Could it be that kid's remarks?Forget it, anyway, no matter how much analysis I have, I can't do it. It's useless. It's still true to read the book. Next year, I will try again next year. What if I win?The odds are like a lottery, and the civil servant test is not as difficult as this. He sighed and continued to read the criminal law of Dazhou.

In the end Lin Xiaoze was seriously ill, not to mention the shock, he was always worried about being implicated, and also sad for his dead friend, all kinds of emotions mixed together, he was so sick that he couldn't get out of bed.

Zhang Rui was also taken aback when he heard it. Although he had a fever when he came back from Dali Temple that day, it was not to this extent.I went to visit his yard a few times, but he was sick and groggy, and he didn't like to talk when he saw people.Lin's mother never left Lin Xiaoze's side, and every time she saw Zhang Rui, she didn't show a good face, and she always said that Zhang Rui was to blame.

It's hard to reason with a woman, besides, this person is still his elder aunt, and he lives under the fence, so one thing more is worse than one thing less.Simply Zhang Rui didn't go over to watch, but wrote and read in the room every day, practicing boxing and kicking kung fu from time to time. Although Da Zhou's kung fu is not good, modern military and police boxing is still smooth and smooth, fighting skills I haven't forgotten either, those things are so deep in my bones that I can't forget them no matter how many bodies I change.

During the period, people from Dali Temple came to Lin's residence, because Lin Xiaoze was seriously ill, Zhang Rui had no choice but to go by himself.

When he arrived at Dali Temple, Lin Xiaoqing was already waiting for him. Seeing him coming, he nodded and led him to a room where there were many books.This room should be his usual office.He is the master and manages many important records of Dali Temple.

Lin Xiaoqing: "Cousin Rui, please sit down first, Mr. Jiang will come over and ask you a few words in person in a while, you can answer according to the facts... Don't jump to inferences about other things."

Zhang Rui understood what Lin Xiaoqing was talking about.She nodded and said, "Cousin don't worry, I know how to measure."

Lin Xiaoqing smiled and said: "If Xiaoze had three points of your intelligence, I wouldn't have to worry so much. I heard from my father that you will go to school to study next year?"

Zhang Ruidao: "Uncle did say that."

Lin Xiaoqing: "Study hard, earn some fame in the future, maybe my cousin will borrow your credit in the future."

The two were talking, and Mr. Jiang walked in.Lin Xiaoqing hurriedly bowed and saluted, and Zhang Rui also got up and saluted.Master Jiang waved his hand and said, "Sit down, this is not a joint trial, I'm just asking about your situation that day."

Zhang Ruigong cupped his hands and said: "On that day, Xiaoze and I... the second son of the Lin family went to the poetry meeting. After the poetry meeting was over, when we were about to go back, we found that the driver who came when we came had already left, so we walked back to the Lin family. Only then did I know about Mr. Sun's murder."

Lord Jiang stroked his beard and pondered for a while, "You said you two brought the coachman, but the coachman had already left when you left?"

Zhang Rui looked embarrassed and said: "The coachman is not from the Lin family, but we called him casually in Luzi Hutong. Because...the two of us came out secretly."

Master Jiang said: "Do you still remember the appearance of that driver?"

Zhang Rui closed his eyes and tried hard to recall. When he was a policeman, he used to have a habit. Whenever he met someone once, he would basically remember their appearance, and he would definitely be able to recognize them again. People in the area call it "artificial face recognition machine".

Time quickly reversed in Zhang Rui's head. The two quietly came out from the back door of the Lin Mansion. After walking for a while, they encountered a carriage. The driver didn't get out of the carriage, but asked them where they were going in a hoarse voice... What was that man's face like?With a quick sketch in his head, the face of a middle-aged man appeared in his mind.

Zhang Rui: "The man was probably in his early thirties, with a square face, a scar on his forehead, and dressed in blue cloth... I can't remember the rest clearly."

Mr. Jiang smiled and said, "Little brother has a good memory! I can still remember the past so many days. If I give you a pen and paper, can you draw this person?" Zhang Rui nodded, but there was a doubt in his heart , It's just that this doubt can't be said now, and he doesn't dare to say it.

After a while, the servants set up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Zhang Rui thought for a while with the brush and began to draw. After a while, he said, "My lord, I'm done."

Lin Xiaoqing went up to dry the ink, lifted the paper and handed it to Mr. Jiang. The two of them frowned more and more, and finally Mr. Lin almost spat out old blood on the painting... Are you really kidding me?This Nima is too difficult to recognize!Is a square face really that square?Why don't you just draw a brick?And this scar, just draw a horizontal line, right?Fuck me, huh? !It was too bad, Mr. Lin didn't know how to vomit.He only said: "Little brother's painting skills need to be improved."

Zhang Rui put down the brush and touched his nose in embarrassment, stained the tip of his nose with ink and said unconsciously: "I have never learned to paint, I just drew it based on my feeling." In the end, Mr. Jiang could only shake his head and sigh. It broke again.

Coming out of Dali Temple, Lin Xiaoqing followed Zhang Rui back to the Lin Mansion.Lin Cheng called the two of them to the study for questioning, and comforted Zhang Rui not to worry, so he asked Zhang Rui to go back to rest, leaving Lin Xiaoqing alone.

When Zhang Rui was walking towards his yard, he met Uncle Han waiting for him in front of his door. Seeing Zhang Rui approaching, Old Han hurried over and said, "Master, I'll check what you told me."

Zhang Rui waved his hand to stop Uncle Han and said, "Go in and talk."

After Uncle Han entered the house, he hurriedly closed the door and plugged it in from the inside.Then he said in a weak voice: "Young Master, the person you asked me to investigate has been found. He is a coachman who lives in Mawei Hutong. He really has a bad leg. It seems that he has been discounted, so he is on crutches."

Zhang Rui narrowed his eyes, touched his earlobe with one hand and said, "That's true, what about the others?"

Uncle Han said again: "It's just... the coachman died a few days ago, and his body was found in a mass grave. He also had two sons and an old mother. I heard that he also moved away, but where did he go?" Where, none of his neighbors knew.

Zhang Rui was speechless, dead...?If he died, he must have been silenced!But who did it?

Uncle Han: "Master, do you want to continue the investigation?"

Zhang Ruidao: "No! Uncle Han, did you not reveal your identity during the investigation?!"

Uncle Han shook his head and said, "I followed the young master's instructions and hired people to ask questions, and I didn't show my face to those people I hired."

Zhang Rui felt relieved. The article behind this matter was too deep. He originally wanted to check it out, but now it seems that he can't check it out. In order to prevent Uncle Han from being implicated, he must not be allowed to go to ponytail again during this period of time. The alley is gone.

After Uncle Han left, Zhang Rui sat on the chair and closed his eyes thinking, if it wasn't a vendetta...not a vendetta, who would benefit the most after Sun Hongqi died?

Lin Xiaoqing stood outside the door, and he could just see Zhang Rui through the gap. The young man sat silently on the chair and closed his eyes in thought. Not only did he not say anything about it, but he also covered up a lot.Zhang Rui... This child is not simple!

A few days ago, the servants around Zhang Rui often went out. Lin Xiaoqing felt strange and asked his followers to follow quietly. Unexpectedly, this old Han would avoid being followed many times. In the end, Lin Xiaoqing did not find out what this man was doing when he went out. , I am afraid that only Zhang Rui knows the content of it.

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The case has not progressed. Sun Hongqi's coffin has been parked for five days, and the funeral will take two days.Sun Zhan has never been to the mourning hall once. It's not that he doesn't want to go, but he doesn't dare to go, for fear that he can't help but pull people out of the coffin.

In the past few days, Master Sun's temper has obviously become more and more irritable. Not only did he beat and scold the servants at home, but even his stepmother, who had always been more doting, didn't take a good look.

Early this morning, Mrs. Gao went to the study to ask Sun Zhan about the funeral. Sun Zhan was furious without saying a word, and threw the inkstone on the table at her on the spot.Although he missed, Gao was frightened and passed out all at once.

The servants hurriedly called for the doctor, who took the pulse and said to Master Sun: "Mrs. Ling has been pregnant for more than three months, so I can't work too hard. The first three months are when the fetus is unstable. Watch out for a tire slip."

Master Sun was stunned when he heard it, and then he said with tears running down his face: "This must be my reincarnation, Qi'er, who came back to look for me. He must not want me to be his father, so he was reincarnated on you again!" One anger, one surprise, and one joy made Mr. Sun, who is over 50 years old, a little bit abnormal.He stayed with Gao all day long, looking forward to the birth of his son, and he didn't even go to Sun Hongqi's funeral.

I thought the matter was over like this. Although the murderer was not caught, Sun Zhan no longer pursued it. Dali Temple also made this case a non-existent case and planned to seal it into the case.

Just a few days after the calm, the Dali Temple’s Drum of Wronging Wrongs was played by an old woman. The Drum of Worshiping Wrongs is not just played by anyone who wants to.There is no big injustice case, so no one dares to beat the drum. When the injustice drum is beaten, even the case of Sun Hongqi has an unusual taste...

The old woman was quite old, her waist was hunched, and she couldn't walk easily. She was wearing dusty coarse clothes and led two children. The older one was only seven or eight years old, and the younger one was only four or five years old. Dirty rags.The old woman wailed and said that her son had been killed.

Considering that the old woman is too old, if she rolls off the roof first, she might die, and the two young children can't say anything, Master Jiang simply swiped a pen and let the old woman enter the hall directly to present the case.

The old woman lay on the ground trembling, and kept saying that her son had been killed, but she didn't say how or where she died.Mr. Jiang slapped the gavel and said, "Since you said that your son was murdered, where is the body? What evidence is there that someone killed him?"

The old woman raised her head tremblingly and said: "My lord, my son's body is being buried in a random grave in the suburbs of Beijing. My son said a few days ago that he made a lot of money and asked me to take my two grandchildren to visit relatives. Wait for him to do it." When you come back from the big event, take me back to be the old Fengjun."

"I took my two grandchildren to live with my sister's house in the country for half a month, but no Dasheng came to pick me up, so I went back to the capital. I didn't find my son when I got home. I asked the neighbors, and someone saw my son's body in a random graveyard. , my poor son~~~! I broke a leg earlier, and my daughter-in-law ran away with someone, but now she is killed by a thief! Master Qingtian must be the master of the women, otherwise I, a lonely old man, will lead two I'm a child, but I can't survive!" He kowtowed to the ground endlessly, and the two children next to him also kowtowed non-stop.

Mr. Jiang couldn't bear it when he saw it, and told the old man not to kowtow, and said: "If what you said is true, then the official will send someone to verify it. You can go back and wait at ease. If it is not true, you must nail it. Get lost!" After saying a row of gavels, he backed out.The old woman was taken aback and hurried away from Dali Temple with her two grandchildren.

Mr. Jiang sent a few yamen servants to investigate. It stands to reason that cases like this are not under the jurisdiction of Dali Temple, but this old woman is beating the drum of injustice.Hey~ I don’t know if Dali Temple has committed Tai Sui these days, one case after another, the busy Mr. Jiang lost his beard.When walking to the study, I happened to meet Lin Xiaoqing.

"Xiaoqing, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Lin Xiaoqing came over and said, "My lord, I was just looking for you. There was something suspicious about the case this morning. I don't know if I should talk about it or not."

Mr. Jiang: "Xiaoqing, but it's okay to say."

Lin Xiaoqing: "The one who died was a groom who often pulled people in Luzi Hutong."

Master Jiang didn't turn his head too much and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The case of Sun Hongqi..."

Mr. Jiang slapped his head and said, "Quickly call someone to bring that old woman back! If my guess is correct, then the groom must be related to that case. The old woman and the child may be murdered when they go back!"