When she first came to the Song Mansion, Mrs. Song was angry and contemptuous of her behavior.Although the current words are still lofty, they are obviously a lot softer.
Of course, Chen Chaoyan would not miss such a good opportunity to perfect the chain of evidence.
"The evidence is very simple, but before presenting the evidence, I have a few questions I want to ask the old lady." Chen Chaoyan said.
The woman next to her wanted to stop her.
Mrs. Song slightly raised her hand to stop her, and said, "Say it."
Chen Chaoyan looked directly into her eyes, "Where were those servants when Mr. Song had an accident?"
The mother-in-law wanted to step forward to stop her again.
Mrs. Song stopped her calmly and said, "The reputation of Zhang'er can't be reversed by covering up half a time this time. Since Ms. Chen deduced that his murder was planned by the murderer for a long time, naturally the more detailed she knows, the better she can be. Bring the murderer to justice."
In the end, she looked at Chen Chaoyan, "Zhang'er is used to being domineering, that day he took a few actors from the Goulan courtyard to the small pavilion, and then sent a few servants to guard the hillside. Others went up again to spoil the fun. After the accident, a few servants rushed up to the small pavilion after listening to the movement."
Chen Chaoyan took advantage of the situation and asked, "When Mr. Song had an accident, were the actors in the Goulan Courtyard there?"
"No." Mrs. Song didn't take the initiative to say, but when she asked, she said without any concealment, "They left before Zhang'er's accident."
Chen Chaoyan was not angry at her behavior of not actively cooperating.After understanding her words, he continued to ask: "Did Mr. Song take the actor to Xiaoshan Pavilion alone, or did he have accomplices?"
Mrs. Song simply replied: "I brought someone there alone."
"Then, why did the actors leave midway, or," Chen Chaoyan said after a slight pause, "is it because of some reason that Young Master Song let them leave in advance?"
Mrs. Song did not answer directly, but looked at her quietly for a long while before saying, "Miss Chen, do you know why I let you in for an autopsy?"
Chen Chaoyan saluted: "May I ask you to enlighten me."
The mother-in-law stepped forward again: "Old lady..."
Mrs. Song ignored her, but looked at Chen Chaoyan with sharp eyes, "I want you to be buried with Zhang'er!"
Chen Chaoyan took two steps back in shock.
"It was because of your disappointment that Zhang'er took the actor to the small pavilion, and he was killed!" Mrs. Song said indifferently, "Since Zhang'er likes you, then you should go down and stay with him."
Chen Chaoyan forcibly calmed down and said: "So the old lady agreed to let me enter the mansion, and sent away all the servants so that I can conduct a quiet autopsy. It's not because I'm afraid of scaring the snake, but because I want to deceive others?"
"Not bad!" Mrs. Song nodded.
Escaping is definitely impossible, Chen Chaoyan took a quick look around, and tried to maneuver as much as possible: "The old lady told me this now, did she change her mind?"
"That's right! I changed my mind," Mrs. Song looked at her appreciatively, "As long as you can really prove that Zhang'er was murdered to death, and catch the murderer, I will leave you a way to survive."
"I can go beyond the government and choose to find the old lady at Song's house, which is enough to prove that I am sure enough to find the murderer." Chen Chaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, then calmly turned back to the topic just now, "Why did the actor leave halfway?" , it is related to my deduction of the murderer, please answer the old lady truthfully."
Mrs. Song praised her calmness two points more, but her answer to the question was vague: "If there is something to do, let them leave first."
Mrs. Song is deliberately embarrassing her.
Obviously, she hasn't given up on her plan to be buried with her.
After Chen Chaoyan became vigilant, he continued to say: "Young Master Song brought the actor up to the small pavilion alone, and there is something wrong with letting the actor leave on the way. Someone came to the small pavilion to look for Young Master Song, right?"
Mrs. Song nodded: "Not bad."
After a moment of mental calculation, Chen Chaoyan said: "The person who is looking for Mr. Song has a foot length of about eight inches two."
"In addition, judging from the distribution of blood footprints at the Xiaoshan Pavilion site and the dripping blood stains accompanying the blood footprints, he once left the pavilion with the murder weapon after killing Mr. Song." Chen Chaoyan looked at the light screen, "The direction of departure, It was about ten feet away to the northeast of where Young Master Song was killed. After that, he came back again."
"The footprints that came back were not accompanied by dripping blood. It can be seen that he left the pavilion to dispose of the murder weapon."
"Shortly after returning to the Xiaoshan Pavilion where Mr. Song was killed, the blood footprints suddenly increased and were disorganized. Combined with what the old lady said earlier, the servants only went up to the Xiaoshan Pavilion after the incident, this can be confirmed without a doubt."
"Afterwards, the blood trail started to move down the mountain along with a large amount of dripping blood. Obviously, the servants were carrying Mr. Song to his home."
"If I'm not wrong, he also returned to the Song family with the servants."
"Judging from the fact that he was able to go up to the small mountain pavilion alone, and also let Mr. Song dismiss the actors, if this person is not one of the servants, he must be Mr. Song's very good personal friend."
"This person is undoubtedly the murderer. Who is he? Call the servants over and you'll know if you ask."
"As for the evidence, the blood in the small pavilion is one of them." Chen Chaoyan took out two handkerchiefs from his arms, carefully opened one of them, and placed it on the coffee table next to Mrs. Song. When a pair of murderers in India handled the murder weapon, the comparison of blood footprints back and forth, in addition to verifying the truth of what I said, can also be compared with the soles of the murderer’s shoes.”
According to the normal procedures of modern trace inspection, taking pictures is enough for such evidence.But now the conditions are limited, she can only learn the rubbing technique, and rub the blood footprints on the handkerchief.
In fact, it was a handkerchief, but it was just a strip of cloth she tore off from the only white undershirt she had.
Too poor, I searched every corner of my house and couldn't find any paper, so I could only make do with it.
Mrs. Song looked at the bloody footprints on the handkerchief, her expression flickered for a long time, and then she ordered her mother-in-law as cold as ice: "Quickly tell Song Wu, let him bring Wu Qiang back to me immediately!"
"Wait, bring back both Wu's mother and son!"
After the mother-in-law left, Mrs. Song slightly closed her eyes.
What Wu Qiang said when he followed his servants to send Zhang Er back was that he was in a hurry to go to the toilet and that something had happened to Zhang Er; All kinds of rumors that Meng Baishan was entangled with that bitch Wu.
One by one, one by one, Mrs. Song's rationality, suppressed by anger because of Song Zhang's sudden murder, slowly returned to the cage.
Along with the rationality of returning to the cage, there is also a sense of sadness.
Master left early.She took care of the family business with one hand, and supported Jiao Jiaoer with the other.After finally stabilizing the family business and raising Jiaojiao'er up, she was reluctant to go to another family to suffer, so she chose Meng Baishan, a down-and-out scholar, to be her son-in-law.Originally, he wanted to fall under his nose and protect her for a while, but he didn't know that she was also a hard-working man, so he left Zhang'er for two months, so he went to follow her father.
She felt sorry for Zhang'er who had no mother to take care of him at a young age, and she had mentioned to Meng Baishan many times about taking him a concubine.It was he who said that he couldn't accept other women except Jiaojiao'er in his heart, so he rejected this proposal again and again.
When she heard the rumors that he was entangled with that bitch Wu, even though she looked down upon him, she also pitied him for his years of hard work and never stopped her.
How could I think of it!
Her momentary soft-heartedness actually caused him and that bitch to develop wolfish ambitions, plotting to kill Zhang'er, so that there would be no more successors in the Song family!
Anger surged again, but was quickly suppressed by Mrs. Song.
Opening her eyes, she stood up with the help of the other woman's hand, stared fixedly at Chen Chaoyan for a while, and then Mrs. Song walked out, "Just ask Miss Chen to wait here for a while, and wait for the murderer to subdue the law. I will send someone to follow you to the government to prove your brother's innocence."
Chen Chaoyan saluted and watched her leave.
The maidservant who followed her to the autopsy was the last one. After carefully putting away the handkerchief with the bloody footprints on it, she nodded slightly towards her and quickly chased after the crowd.
Of course, Chen Chaoyan would not miss such a good opportunity to perfect the chain of evidence.
"The evidence is very simple, but before presenting the evidence, I have a few questions I want to ask the old lady." Chen Chaoyan said.
The woman next to her wanted to stop her.
Mrs. Song slightly raised her hand to stop her, and said, "Say it."
Chen Chaoyan looked directly into her eyes, "Where were those servants when Mr. Song had an accident?"
The mother-in-law wanted to step forward to stop her again.
Mrs. Song stopped her calmly and said, "The reputation of Zhang'er can't be reversed by covering up half a time this time. Since Ms. Chen deduced that his murder was planned by the murderer for a long time, naturally the more detailed she knows, the better she can be. Bring the murderer to justice."
In the end, she looked at Chen Chaoyan, "Zhang'er is used to being domineering, that day he took a few actors from the Goulan courtyard to the small pavilion, and then sent a few servants to guard the hillside. Others went up again to spoil the fun. After the accident, a few servants rushed up to the small pavilion after listening to the movement."
Chen Chaoyan took advantage of the situation and asked, "When Mr. Song had an accident, were the actors in the Goulan Courtyard there?"
"No." Mrs. Song didn't take the initiative to say, but when she asked, she said without any concealment, "They left before Zhang'er's accident."
Chen Chaoyan was not angry at her behavior of not actively cooperating.After understanding her words, he continued to ask: "Did Mr. Song take the actor to Xiaoshan Pavilion alone, or did he have accomplices?"
Mrs. Song simply replied: "I brought someone there alone."
"Then, why did the actors leave midway, or," Chen Chaoyan said after a slight pause, "is it because of some reason that Young Master Song let them leave in advance?"
Mrs. Song did not answer directly, but looked at her quietly for a long while before saying, "Miss Chen, do you know why I let you in for an autopsy?"
Chen Chaoyan saluted: "May I ask you to enlighten me."
The mother-in-law stepped forward again: "Old lady..."
Mrs. Song ignored her, but looked at Chen Chaoyan with sharp eyes, "I want you to be buried with Zhang'er!"
Chen Chaoyan took two steps back in shock.
"It was because of your disappointment that Zhang'er took the actor to the small pavilion, and he was killed!" Mrs. Song said indifferently, "Since Zhang'er likes you, then you should go down and stay with him."
Chen Chaoyan forcibly calmed down and said: "So the old lady agreed to let me enter the mansion, and sent away all the servants so that I can conduct a quiet autopsy. It's not because I'm afraid of scaring the snake, but because I want to deceive others?"
"Not bad!" Mrs. Song nodded.
Escaping is definitely impossible, Chen Chaoyan took a quick look around, and tried to maneuver as much as possible: "The old lady told me this now, did she change her mind?"
"That's right! I changed my mind," Mrs. Song looked at her appreciatively, "As long as you can really prove that Zhang'er was murdered to death, and catch the murderer, I will leave you a way to survive."
"I can go beyond the government and choose to find the old lady at Song's house, which is enough to prove that I am sure enough to find the murderer." Chen Chaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, then calmly turned back to the topic just now, "Why did the actor leave halfway?" , it is related to my deduction of the murderer, please answer the old lady truthfully."
Mrs. Song praised her calmness two points more, but her answer to the question was vague: "If there is something to do, let them leave first."
Mrs. Song is deliberately embarrassing her.
Obviously, she hasn't given up on her plan to be buried with her.
After Chen Chaoyan became vigilant, he continued to say: "Young Master Song brought the actor up to the small pavilion alone, and there is something wrong with letting the actor leave on the way. Someone came to the small pavilion to look for Young Master Song, right?"
Mrs. Song nodded: "Not bad."
After a moment of mental calculation, Chen Chaoyan said: "The person who is looking for Mr. Song has a foot length of about eight inches two."
"In addition, judging from the distribution of blood footprints at the Xiaoshan Pavilion site and the dripping blood stains accompanying the blood footprints, he once left the pavilion with the murder weapon after killing Mr. Song." Chen Chaoyan looked at the light screen, "The direction of departure, It was about ten feet away to the northeast of where Young Master Song was killed. After that, he came back again."
"The footprints that came back were not accompanied by dripping blood. It can be seen that he left the pavilion to dispose of the murder weapon."
"Shortly after returning to the Xiaoshan Pavilion where Mr. Song was killed, the blood footprints suddenly increased and were disorganized. Combined with what the old lady said earlier, the servants only went up to the Xiaoshan Pavilion after the incident, this can be confirmed without a doubt."
"Afterwards, the blood trail started to move down the mountain along with a large amount of dripping blood. Obviously, the servants were carrying Mr. Song to his home."
"If I'm not wrong, he also returned to the Song family with the servants."
"Judging from the fact that he was able to go up to the small mountain pavilion alone, and also let Mr. Song dismiss the actors, if this person is not one of the servants, he must be Mr. Song's very good personal friend."
"This person is undoubtedly the murderer. Who is he? Call the servants over and you'll know if you ask."
"As for the evidence, the blood in the small pavilion is one of them." Chen Chaoyan took out two handkerchiefs from his arms, carefully opened one of them, and placed it on the coffee table next to Mrs. Song. When a pair of murderers in India handled the murder weapon, the comparison of blood footprints back and forth, in addition to verifying the truth of what I said, can also be compared with the soles of the murderer’s shoes.”
According to the normal procedures of modern trace inspection, taking pictures is enough for such evidence.But now the conditions are limited, she can only learn the rubbing technique, and rub the blood footprints on the handkerchief.
In fact, it was a handkerchief, but it was just a strip of cloth she tore off from the only white undershirt she had.
Too poor, I searched every corner of my house and couldn't find any paper, so I could only make do with it.
Mrs. Song looked at the bloody footprints on the handkerchief, her expression flickered for a long time, and then she ordered her mother-in-law as cold as ice: "Quickly tell Song Wu, let him bring Wu Qiang back to me immediately!"
"Wait, bring back both Wu's mother and son!"
After the mother-in-law left, Mrs. Song slightly closed her eyes.
What Wu Qiang said when he followed his servants to send Zhang Er back was that he was in a hurry to go to the toilet and that something had happened to Zhang Er; All kinds of rumors that Meng Baishan was entangled with that bitch Wu.
One by one, one by one, Mrs. Song's rationality, suppressed by anger because of Song Zhang's sudden murder, slowly returned to the cage.
Along with the rationality of returning to the cage, there is also a sense of sadness.
Master left early.She took care of the family business with one hand, and supported Jiao Jiaoer with the other.After finally stabilizing the family business and raising Jiaojiao'er up, she was reluctant to go to another family to suffer, so she chose Meng Baishan, a down-and-out scholar, to be her son-in-law.Originally, he wanted to fall under his nose and protect her for a while, but he didn't know that she was also a hard-working man, so he left Zhang'er for two months, so he went to follow her father.
She felt sorry for Zhang'er who had no mother to take care of him at a young age, and she had mentioned to Meng Baishan many times about taking him a concubine.It was he who said that he couldn't accept other women except Jiaojiao'er in his heart, so he rejected this proposal again and again.
When she heard the rumors that he was entangled with that bitch Wu, even though she looked down upon him, she also pitied him for his years of hard work and never stopped her.
How could I think of it!
Her momentary soft-heartedness actually caused him and that bitch to develop wolfish ambitions, plotting to kill Zhang'er, so that there would be no more successors in the Song family!
Anger surged again, but was quickly suppressed by Mrs. Song.
Opening her eyes, she stood up with the help of the other woman's hand, stared fixedly at Chen Chaoyan for a while, and then Mrs. Song walked out, "Just ask Miss Chen to wait here for a while, and wait for the murderer to subdue the law. I will send someone to follow you to the government to prove your brother's innocence."
Chen Chaoyan saluted and watched her leave.
The maidservant who followed her to the autopsy was the last one. After carefully putting away the handkerchief with the bloody footprints on it, she nodded slightly towards her and quickly chased after the crowd.
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