Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

A few days later, Shazhu and Qin Huairu were both released.

It turns out that neither man had time to commit the crime.

Although Qin Huairu was cleaning and moving around, several people could prove that she had always been in the area she was responsible for and never left.

Silly Zhu's alibi was even more solid. Everyone in the kitchen could prove that he never left except to go to the toilet.

Even if they disappeared for a short period of time, it would not be enough time for them to return to the compound to commit crimes.

Jia Zhang was completely crazy.

Moreover, it can be said that everyone speaks for themselves. Even if Shazhu and Qin Huairu are completely innocent, such a quarrel will not be clear in other people's mouths.

Not to mention that the relationship between the two people has always been a bit ambiguous.

Even if no one says anything in person, there will always be comments behind the scenes, pointing fingers and criticizing, which is very uncomfortable.

If it weren't for Jia Zhang's head being broken and suffering a mild concussion and still being hospitalized, the two of them would not even be calm on the surface.

Here, the two are in dire straits, and over there, the police station and security department are also working nervously.

Seriously, this murder happened in the family area of ​​the steel rolling mill, and it was considered an internal case. However, because a human life occurred and an autopsy was required, the police station was also involved.

Generally, small cases are handled internally by the security department of the steel rolling mill. It is still very embarrassing to bring it to the police station.

"This lock..." an old policeman looked at the keyhole carefully, "this lock has been picked."

"what?"

"Look, there are scratches near the keyhole. If it was a key switch, the scratches shouldn't be like this. These strip-shaped scratches are the marks left by picking the lock with a thin wire."

"Also, please feel it. Is this lock a little loose when it is opened and closed? Locks that have been pried are like this, and the parts inside are picked loose."

"So that means it wasn't someone in the family who committed the crime?"

"That's not necessarily true. Have you forgotten what the victim said? Nothing is missing from the house!"

"That's right. If an outsider commits the crime, what... is he trying to do?"

"Jia Dongxu is a good-for-nothing paralytic who eats, drinks, and defecates on the kang every day. Who can he bother with?"

"So Qin Huairu is the one with the motive. Want to get rid of this burden?"

"But Qin Huairu not only has the key, but he also doesn't have the time to commit the crime?"

"Or...is she her concubine?"

"That idiot denied the relationship between the two of them, and he didn't have time to commit the crime."

"I'm not talking about Silly Zhu. I'm thinking that her relationship with Silly Zhu is not covering up for the real adulterer?"

"...But we really didn't find out who she had a relationship with? The only person she was relatively close to was that silly Zhu..."

"Ask if anyone comes in or out? Don't all the ladies in the compound like to chat in the front yard? They will definitely see whoever comes in and out."

"No, none of the aunts saw anyone coming back. Maybe they came over the wall."

A group of old men frowned.

"What did the other Jia family say?"

"It was Qin Huairu who killed Jia Zhang and killed her with Sha Zhu. We told her that these two people had no time to commit the crime. She still didn't believe it. She kept saying that we were the ones covering up these two people. Oh, what a mess."

"Where are the three children of the Jia family?"

"The children are quite calm. They probably don't have any affection for this father. He is a useless paralytic who has a bad temper and beats others. The three children are not close to him."

"Especially the eldest son, Jia Gian, nicknamed Banggeng, has dark eyes that make people feel frightened."

"Jia Geng has graduated from elementary school, Jia Dang is still in elementary school, and the youngest, Huaihua, was pushed into the first grade by Qin Huairu."

"Neighbors generally responded that the only one who cares about Jia Dongxu is his mother. Qin Huairu and the three children all expressed that this person is dispensable, and sometimes they are even disgusted."

"Then, let's check these three children."

"……what?"

"No way, the eldest Jia Jian is only over ten years old."

"Yes, that's his father."

"Listen to my analysis."

"Jia Dongxu is paralyzed at home. He is not engaged in childbirth, but has to eat one person's food rations. Sometimes he even beats Qin Huairu."

"The children see it and remember it in their hearts."

"They must be closer to Qin Huairu, and their emotions must be negative towards this man who has made no contribution to the family and beats their mother."

"Also, I don't know if you have noticed that Jia Geng, a child, received labor education a few years ago because of burglary."

"I retrieved the transcript from that time. This child's sneaky skills were learned from his father, the deceased Jia Dongxu."

Everyone was silent.

If the old policeman's guess was correct, it was a teenage boy who consciously murdered his biological father.

It's just appalling and inhumane.

"Then, let's check whether the child Jia Geng went to school on the day of the crime."

"Also, how is the autopsy going?"

The person in charge of the autopsy was an old man with gray hair, surnamed Wang. His family had a craftsmanship passed down from the Qing Dynasty. He himself had learned some Western medicine and anatomy during the Republic of China.

Uncle Wang cleared his throat.

"There were blood spots on the conjunctiva of the deceased's eyes. The cause of death was suffocation. The murder weapon should be something soft, such as a quilt or a pillow."

"In short, it was muffled to death."

"The deceased was killed while he was conscious. He also resisted. There were skin flakes and blood stains between his fingers, which were presumed to have been taken from the murderer."

Others whispered.

"Then Qin Huairu and Shazhu can be ruled out. They don't have any scratches on their bodies."

"...We really need to check on his son."

"Tsk tsk tsk, how miserable."

The reason why I didn't find out the clue before was simply because no one expected that a teenage boy could calmly kill his father with his own hands.

Now that the police and the security department are interested in investigating this aspect, all the tricks are useless.

After all, Bangge is just a child. No matter how careful and careful he is, he cannot withstand the investigation of professionals.

night.

There was silence in Jia's house.

Qin Huairu sat blankly at the table, not even lighting the lights at home.

The children couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere and hid out.

The door creaked open.

Banggan walked in quietly and sat opposite Qin Huairu.

"Huh? Banggeng, you're back."

Qin Huairu forced a smile.

"You haven't eaten yet, mom will cook it for you."

Bangge lowered his head and was silent for a while.

"Mom, are you sad?"

"...The paralytic is dead, isn't it a good thing?"

"You don't need to take care of him and be careful about him hitting you at the same time."

"Our family can also save one person's food rations."

"Mom, you can marry again if you want."

"Aren't you and Uncle Silly always very good friends?"

Qin Huairu's hand softened, and with a clang, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke into seven or eight pieces.

"What a joke...? W-what do you mean? What did you say? You are joking with mom, right?"

Looking into Banggan's dark eyes, Qin Huairu could no longer deceive herself.

There was a commotion outside.

It's the security department and the police.

"...Mom, live a good life and take good care of Xiaodang and Sophora japonica."