The Plow

Time went back to an hour ago.

Ling Shu visited the dressing room excitedly, and after half an hour, Ms. Zhang, who was sitting in the first-class carriage, wanted to go to the dressing room to touch up her makeup.

She felt that she came out too hastily this morning, and the foundation on her face might not be evenly applied, which caused people to look at her frequently on the road, so she just got on the bus from Nanjing and asked the servants who were traveling with her to put away her luggage, and she immediately went to put on makeup room.

But someone grabbed the doorknob faster than she did.

It is the handyman in charge of cleaning on the train.

The other party said that the dressing room had just been used at the last stop, and it still needs to be cleaned for a while. Ms. Zhang was asked to wait a few minutes before coming in to use it. Saying that, she entered the dressing room with a broom and closed the door behind her back.

Ms. Zhang had no choice but to return to her seat, waiting and waiting, fidgeting, recalling that the handyman didn't nod and bowed, his attitude was quite arrogant, and felt uncomfortable, she couldn't help thinking about the service attitude of the other party, so she got up and walked towards the dressing room .

Today, although the society of the Republic of China is known as civilized and enlightened, the high and low in the hearts of the people is not easy to go. For example, in this train, the conductors in the first and second class compartments will take the initiative to announce the station to the passengers. Passengers waiting in the carriages do not have such services at all, and can only read and record by themselves.

Since Ms. Zhang felt that the handyman was disrespectful to her, she wanted to use words to teach him a lesson. Unfortunately, the other party just lowered his head and couldn't see his appearance clearly. Otherwise, Ms. Zhang would have complained long ago.

When Ms. Zhang came back to the dressing room, she found that the door was ajar, and the handyman had disappeared, replaced by a woman with her back to her, taking a nap in front of the dressing mirror.

Ms. Zhang could tell at a glance that this woman was tall and slender, her clothes didn't fit her body and her posture was too rough, she definitely didn't look like a passenger in a first-class car, she might have bought a third-class car Tickets, and how to wander over, taking the opportunity to enter the dressing room to take advantage of it.

She was angry and scolded loudly.

"Don't rest here, it will disturb others!"

The other party was too sleepy, or didn't want to talk to Ms. Zhang, so he didn't move.

Ms. Zhang became more and more angry, and couldn't help but stepped forward and pushed her.

The opponent still didn't move.

"I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"

Ms. Zhang has a fierce personality, and she directly stepped forward and grabbed her by the hair.

The curly half-length hair was suddenly picked up by her!

what! ! ! ! !

The scream that Ms. Zhang gave out with all her strength was enough to resound through the first and second class carriages.

Ling Shu was not the first person to rush to the dressing room.

Although his seat was not far from the dressing room, there were others who liked to join in the fun more than him. When the screams started, they had already rushed to the door of the dressing room immediately.

When the door was crowded, many people saw Ms. Zhang limp on the ground.

And, a wig held by Ms. Zhang.

Also, the man lying in front of the makeup mirror, still motionless.

Ms. Zhang thought she had grabbed someone's scalp, but in fact what she had grabbed was just a wig.

Under the wig, the head and hairstyle are naturally a man.

The man was wearing a woman's skirt. After such a big commotion, he still couldn't fall asleep. Even a fool could see the problem.

Ms. Zhang was so frightened that her complexion turned pale and she trembled. She even forgot to throw away the wig she was pinching in her hand, let alone stepped forward to check it.

It was a more courageous male passenger who reached out to check the man's breath.

"died!"

With just two words, the audience cheered and backed away. The troublemakers on the periphery were almost squeezed, and there was another small commotion.

The train conductor who just delivered sugar cubes to Ling Shu wanted to cry, but he managed to get through the relationship to get this job. Before he was happy for two days, this kind of accident happened. Since the train opened, it has never been heard of such an accident. Wait for the murder!

He boldly stepped forward.

Someone from behind pushed him away.

"Jean, we are the police, let's go in and have a look!"

The conductor turns back.

It was the very handsome young man who was talking, and he was just about to deliver the sugar cubes.

Unexpectedly, he was gentle and dressed in plain clothes, but he was still a policeman.

"Car boy! Car boy!"

I don't know who it was, while shouting, while reaching out to grab him.

"It's killing people, hurry up and stop the train! Is it still going?! Where is it going! Who dares to sit!"

The conductor was shoved, bumped and fell out of the crowd. He didn't know who to report to, so he just stood there blankly.

Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang had already come to the side of the dead man.

"You discovered him first?" Ling Shu asked Ms. Zhang.

Ms. Zhang nodded first, then shouted.

"It's that handyman! He must have killed someone!"

Without waiting for Ling Shu to ask in detail, she gave an overview of what happened just now.

"There are strangle marks on the neck, and the neck bone was broken by someone. There is no doubt that he killed him."

"He wore a skirt and a wig, but the skirt didn't fit well, the buttons were not buttoned properly, the stockings were worn backwards, and the wig fell off when he pulled it. Such a dress, let alone sneaking into the train, even walking outside would attract everyone's attention .”

Yue Dingtang got up and said, he took off the gloves he had just looked at the corpse, obviously he would rather not wear gloves than touch the corpse again.

"That's right!" Ms. Zhang came back to her senses and quickly threw away the wig on her hands. "When I grabbed his hair just now, I didn't use any force at all, and his hair fell off!"

Then there is only one possibility. The deceased's attire was changed after death. The purpose of the murderer to change his clothes may be to delay the time for others to find the body as much as possible and to buy time for himself to escape. .

"Where is the arrival station ahead of the train, and when is it?" Yue Dingtang asked the train attendant standing outside.

The latter said: "The front is Bengbu, it's still early to arrive at the station!"

From Nanjing to Bengbu, it takes about six hours by car. This train has just left about one-third of the way, and it is far from the landing point. It is impossible to stop suddenly as the passengers said. I can only report the matter up, and then deal with it when I stand.

Ling Shu revealed his identity and asked several conductors and handymen who had heard the news to help evacuate the crowd, restore order, and help Ms. Zhang out.

Even the clothes on the body of the deceased were temporarily replaced by someone, so it is naturally impossible to leave anything behind.

The only clue is the handyman that Ms. Zhang just mentioned.

If the handyman was not the murderer, then the deceased must have died after he left, otherwise the handyman would have made a fuss like Ms. Zhang.

Ling Shu obviously wanted to go with Yue Dingtang.

"Not long after the train started, I went shopping and went to the dressing room. There was no one there at that time, about an hour ago. Half an hour later, Ms. Zhang also came over, just in time to meet the handyman. The handyman was not very polite and didn't even say hello, which made Ms. Zhang very upset, so half an hour later, she became more and more angry, and went to the dressing room to ask the handyman to argue, only to see the deceased."

"That is to say, there was only half an hour in the middle. The murderer wanted to kill and silence the deceased before changing the clothes of the deceased and leaving. It was a very hasty thing, and it was almost impossible to achieve. Unless—"

Yue Dingtang nodded: "When Ms. Zhang met the handyman, she just stood at the door. The door was ajar. She didn't look inside. She didn't know if there was anyone inside. She said she saw the handyman coming from other places with her own eyes. It didn't come out from inside, that is to say, there were already people inside at that time, and it is very likely that the murderer was also there."

Ling Shu: "The deceased was killed within half an hour after I left. When Ms. Zhang met the handyman, he was about to go in to cover up the scene of the murder, so the timing was just right."

Yue Dingtang: "So the handyman may not be the murderer, but he must be an accomplice."

The conductor by the side was already confused.

"Two, two officers, what should we do now!"

"Look for someone!" Yue Dingtang pointed at the deceased and said, "Look for a man who is about the same size as him. The clothes he used to wear are likely to be worn by others now, and the size is too wide. That person may be the murderer!"