仵作daily [traveling]

Du Si and others finally came to Zhao Si's house, and their clothes were scratched in many places.

The police quickly closed the door, and then bolted the door tightly.

"In this small county, the information is so well-developed, and the people are so enthusiastic about gossip, it's really scary, scary."

Du Si still had lingering fears, but Du Heng was still in shock.

"The yamen hasn't issued a notice yet, how do these people know?" the policeman frowned and thought.

"Look, my lord, there are traces scattered on the ground."

Compared to the panicked Li San, Zhao Si was much calmer.

Several people looked towards the ground, and saw that the snow-white rice grains were particularly obvious in the black soil, and a neat white line extended to the drainage hole, which was quite different from the scattered white rice in Li San's backyard.

"My lords, when I came to this rice shop early in the morning, I saw the rice on the ground...and the three chickens."

Zhao Siyi pointed at the corner of the courtyard, and sure enough, there were three hens shivering in the corner, like wilted cabbage in the field, lifeless, with a little hair falling off around the chicken, pitifully tight.

"Why is this chicken so spiritless?" Du Heng reached out to touch it curiously.

"My lord, this is Xiaomin's chicken!" Li San shouted.

Du Si walked around the white rice and walked to the open door. There were many rice vats and some empty cloth bags with the word 'rice' printed in the room. A lot of rice was sprinkled around the rice vats, making the scene messy.

"When the villain came, the door was closed, and the villain also saw the footprints, so he was sure that it was the villain's next-door neighbor—Li San!"

Zhao Si pointed to a dark footprint and said loudly.

Next to the empty cloth bag, there are several rice bags stacked horizontally to a height of five feet, filled with rice. The footprints are exactly on the first rice bag, and less than two feet above this, there is an air vent. The roof is very close, and a skylight like this is usually left in rice warehouses.

Du Si took a closer look at the footprint, it was indeed the size of an adult man, and there were a few chicken feathers in the dirt of the footprint, it was hard not to notice it.

"My lord, this footprint is exactly the same as Li San's foot, and there are chicken feathers here. Li San is so thin that he can fit through the air vent, so the villain thinks that Li San stole my rice."

Du Si seemed to ignore it. He looked at the vent and the rice bags below, and fell into deep thought.

"Has your cloth bag been stolen too?" Du Heng asked looking at the empty cloth bag that had been turned upside down.

"That's right, I counted, and there are five missing. It must be that Li San scooped up the rice in the rice jar with a cloth bag, dragged it out from the door, and finally closed the door and went out by himself, transporting the rice to his own house." At home, in order to confuse the public, he also sprinkled rice in the backyards of two families, hid chickens, took out three and put them in the backyard of my rice shop, and threw them on my head." Zhao Si said firmly.

"I slept soundly at home last night. What are you doing stealing your rice? Maybe you stole my chicken and then hid the rice to frame me!"

"Stop arguing—" The policeman stood between the two of them again.

"When you said you came...the door was closed?" Du Si asked.

"My lord, it is closed, and there is no problem with the latch." Zhao Sizuo replied.

"Don't call me an adult anymore, you are a round older than me." Du Si suddenly laughed, his dark pupils shone brightly, making his face even more tender.

"This..." Zhao Si felt that his eyes were about to be blinded, this little guy looks really good.

"Just call me Dusi."

The two of them were exchanging pleasantries, but the arrester on the other side turned around silently and said a little boy inwardly.

Du Si squatted down and carefully observed the rice in front of the door.

"My lord, is there any problem here?" Du Heng bent down to the side, looking at the rice on the ground.

"Tell me, since Li San stole the rice, why did he do it so obviously?"

"Didn't the rice merchant say that it was because Li San wanted to pretend that he was stolen by him?"

"Based on your tone, do you think Li San stole Zhao Si's rice?" Du Si teased.

"Of course, Li San has old and young, and he is so poor that he can't even afford a chicken coop. It's normal for a rice shop to open next door and want to steal some rice."

Du Heng shook his head, speaking clearly and logically.

"I see, it's not that simple."

Du Si patted the robe, stood up and walked out of the house.

"Isn't it simple..." Du Heng looked at the footprints on the rice bag, confused.

Du Si came under the skylight of the rice warehouse. Given his height, it was very difficult to climb into the hole with bare hands. Li San was slightly taller than him, and his body was just right enough to get in. difficulty.

He turned around, and the tip of his nose almost touched the wall. The rice warehouse was very close to the wall, and Li San had to move from the wall if he wanted to go in.

Du Si moved his foot and crushed some stones. He raised his foot to see, but it was the rice again.

"My lord, I won't see you in a while, you ran so far!" Du Heng followed again.

Du Si ignored him and bent down to look at the pile of rice.

"This is... rice. Strange, why is there rice here?"

Du Si looked at it for a while, and slowly pushed aside the rice with his hands, only to see a dark red blood stain entrenched on the soil. He stretched out his hand to caress the soil, but his fingertips touched a sharp cone-shaped stone.

"Why are you injured and bleeding in such a place?" Du Si said to himself.

"Son, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing."

When Du Si walked to the door, he remembered the "seven aunts and eight aunts" outside the door. He looked through the crack of the door, and the crowd... actually retreated.

"Stand back, don't interfere with official duties—"

Xiao Li was outside the door, and other police officers stepped forward, forcing everyone to back away, leaving a large area.

At this time, the door was knocked heavily.

"Open the door, we are the police officers sent by the county government to cooperate with the case!"

Du Si took the bolt and opened the door, there were indeed several arresters standing outside the door, the leader was the one surnamed Sun.

Du Si sensibly stood aside and let them in.

Among them, a tall young man glanced at Du Si lightly.

He was extremely handsome, but he didn't feel feminine, and his black pupils were particularly deep, like a bottomless pool of black water, which seemed calm but was actually surging undercurrents.

With just one glance, Du Si was so overwhelmed that he couldn't lift his head, his forehead was wet, and he was actually sweating a lot.

"My lord, that man is terrifying." Du Heng said in a low voice.

"This man's origin is unknown, don't provoke him..."

"My lord, you sweat a lot!"

After Du Si calmed down, Detective Sun quickly began to question Li San and Zhao Si. He shook his head and watched carefully along the corner of the wall.

Most of the drainage hole is white rice, but along the wall to the back door, Du Si saw a small trace.

"There is another footprint here!" Du Heng also saw it.

"And it's not the same size as the one in the room." Duss gestured, this one is much smaller.

"Du Heng, how can you leave such a complete footprint on the wall?"

"I...I can't think of it."

"Let's go." Du Si waved his hand and came to the door.

The crowd still joined in the fun, and they won't be able to disperse for a while. Many police officers stopped them, and they finally stopped scratching Dusi's clothes.

The ground was trampled in a mess, except for the footprints, the footprints were not visible at all.

Du Si walked around the door a few times, then suddenly squatted down again.

"There are so many people here." Du Heng sighed.

There were many footprints on the ground, but Du Si majored in forensic medicine. He saw a little white snow with sharp eyes, rummaged through the mud, and dug out a few grains of rice.

This is a very strange thing. If, as Zhao Si said, it was Li San who climbed over the wall in the middle of the night, why would Rice be in this position?

Du Si got up and went back to the courtyard.

Detective Sun was confronting Li San, apparently suspecting Li San of stealing. Du Si found Zhao Si who was idle and asked him something.

"Based on what you've seen, what happened to Li San's theft?"

"According to the villain, Li San came over the wall from the wood pile of his house in the middle of the night, entered the rice warehouse through the skylight, opened the warehouse door, scooped up the rice in the rice tank with five pockets, closed the door, and finally stepped on my rice bag to go out. , transport the rice back the same way—"

Zhao Siyi pointed to the stone slab not far from the air outlet, stepping on it was just enough to poke your head out of the wall, and there were rice grains on the slate.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Du Si smiled.

He took a few steps back to ask Li San for a question, but bumped into a broad chest.

Du Si raised his head, facing a pair of faint black pupils, the tall strange young man looked down at him at this time, with a little scrutiny.

In the next second, the young man backed away, avoiding Du Si far away, turned around and left.

Detective Sun stared straight at him, looking like he was enjoying the show.

"Li San, do you have a habit of drinking?"

"Little people can afford to support the young and old. Where can I find the spare money to buy wine?" Li San complained.

Du Si nodded, and Detective Sun stepped forward immediately.

"Li San, you stole rice from Zhao Si's family, and then hid your own chicken. The evidence is all there. When the magistrate and Wang Datou come back tomorrow, the case will be solved!"

"My lord, you have learned! How dare Xiaomin do theft? Xiaomin, Xiaomin slept soundly last night. My wife can testify!"

"Hmph, your wife is in the same family as you, so of course she spoke for you."

"Wrong! Xiaomin never stole Zhao Si!"

This moment was terrible, Li San directly hugged Inspector Sun's thigh, refusing to let go, crying and screaming for injustice.

"If I knew this earlier, why bother in the first place."

Zhao Si looked at Li San's appearance and said with pity.

"Come on, take Li San to prison first—"

Officer Sun issued an order, and two officers walked in outside the door, pressing Li San to go out.

"You are wronged! There are still mothers and wives in Xiaomin's house. You can't settle this hastily and wrong Xiaomin!"

Li San kept struggling, but he couldn't resist the strength of the two policemen.

"Wait a minute—" Du Si shouted loudly.

"Master Wuzuo, what do you mean?" Inspector Sun said in a drawn out tone.

"Li San didn't steal the rice."

"It wasn't Li San who stole it. Can Mi still have long legs and fly?"

Du Si patted Li San on the shoulder, signaling the police to let him go.

"Could it be that Zhao Si stole Li San's chicken?" Xiao Li frowned.

"neither--"

The restless people in the courtyard suddenly calmed down, and Du Si's voice was particularly loud here.

"This matter has nothing to do with Zhao Si and Li San. The thief...is someone else."

Du Si's eyes were clear, reflecting everyone's shocked and puzzled faces.