Houfu Key Class

Liu's mother said coldly: "No, he is lying. Liu Wu had two wounds on his head."

"You!" Zhao Kun was furious.

Seeing that she was bent on seeking death, he said firmly: "Yes, there are two attacks. One was her attack when Liu Wu was unprepared, but as a woman, especially since she was Liu Wu's mother, of course she couldn't kill her. It was me. Afraid that Liu Wu would wake up and cause trouble for us, we sent him on the road with a hammer. "

"Zhao Kun, stop talking nonsense, this matter has nothing to do with you at all." Mother Liu scolded.

The Minister of Dali Temple also tasted it, and he continued to ask: "In that case, can you describe the size of the hammer?"

Zhao Kun: "Just an ordinary hammer. The most common size is nearly two feet."

"Where is the murder weapon?"

"At home, after I killed the people, I was so scared that I left them behind and ran away."

"Where did Liu Wu fall after his death?"

Zhao Kun: "..."

All the news about him was heard in anecdotes. Who would pay attention to where a body died?

He hesitated and said: "Next to the bed, oh no, it should be by the door. I ran in a hurry at the time, maybe she moved her somewhere else later."

The Dali Temple Minister's alarm fell heavily: "That's a bunch of nonsense!"

Zhao Kun was so frightened that he quickly fell to the ground, his body shaking with fear.

The little devil said in his heart: This is really nonsense, the more it is made up, the more false it becomes, and it is full of loopholes.

Liu Wu died in the kitchen. Judging from the blood stains and traces on the floor, his body was not removed. It was true that the murder weapon was a hammer, but it was not nearly two feet tall. It was a small hammer, only a little over a foot long.

"I would like to ask again, where were you the day before yesterday afternoon?" the Dali Temple Minister gritted his teeth and asked.

Zhao Kun was so scared that he didn't even dare to raise his head, but he lowered his head and said harshly: "In...in the Liu family. Sir, you can ask this question a hundred times, and the villain will give the same answer. Human beings are... What I killed had nothing to do with her.”

The Minister of Dali Temple wanted to curse.

If you plead guilty without proof or proof, you are really seeking death.

This bastard thing...

If His Royal Highness hadn't been sitting here, he would have asked someone to beat Zhao Kun.

I'm so angry. It's so difficult to play the role of a polite and reasonable civil servant...

"Send Liu Wu's wife Wang to come."

Ms. Wang had the appearance of an ordinary woman and wore simple clothes. She had been crying for two days after Liu Wu's death, and her eyes were so swollen that she could only open a crack. According to neighbors, they were very loving husband and wife. Liu Wu's death was a very heavy blow to her. .

Zong Jincheng asked quietly: "Your Highness, it is only early autumn and the weather is not yet cold. Why is she wearing a scarf? Is she hiding something? Is there an injury on her neck?"

The prince was startled.

Suddenly I didn't know what to say to him.

That is something that anyone who is married will understand, but no matter how smart Jincheng is, he is only a child. It is really hard for him to talk about this kind of thing to a child.

The prince said awkwardly: "It's nothing. It has been checked and there are no signs of abuse on her body."

"Ah? Traces? What traces?" The little devil was even more confused.

Prince: "..."

He raised his hand, and after a while, he patted the child's shoulder and said helplessly: "Listen carefully to the trial."

"Oh..." the little devil responded reluctantly.

But I was muttering in my heart: What kind of strange thing is it...

Your Highness hasn’t told me yet, huh, I’ll ask my mother when I get home.

The Minister of Dali Temple continued to ask: "Ms. Wang, have you seen this man in the audience?"

Wang looked at Zhao Kun and her eyes jumped.

She has seen it.

"Sir, I don't have a body..."

The Minister of Dali Temple interrupted: "You have seen it."

When people face strangers, their eyes are either blank or confused, but Wang's reaction is obviously that he has seen them before.

Wang's head was bowed deeply, and her voice was filled with tears: "Sir, please forgive me, I, I can't remember clearly. I may have seen her before, but I think she looks familiar, but I really have no impression."

The case became confusing again. Zhao Kun lied a lot. As long as Wang said he had never seen him, his suspicion could basically be ruled out, but Wang had seen him again.

"Come here, take the three of them into custody separately and interrogate them individually." After the Minister of Dali Temple finished speaking, he took them down and interrogated them individually again.

The prince promptly told the little devil: "Separate interrogations to avoid collusion in confessions. Moreover, it is also convenient to use a false confession method so that the murderer will automatically reveal his flaws."

Zong Jincheng let out a long oh, and gained a new level of insight. He hurriedly said: "Then can I go and listen to the false confession?"

The prince smiled and said, "Who do you want to listen to?"

"Wang!" the little devil said excitedly, "She looks the most deceitful."

This kind of person is what my brother told him, the simplest type of person who observes words and emotions. Everything in his mind is written on his face.

The prince couldn't help laughing, he joked: "You are good at picking people."

The little devil said proudly: "Of course, you have to pick the softest persimmons. That Mrs. Liu is too harsh, and Zhao Kun is talking nonsense. The Wang family is simple. Although she is also lying, it is easy to be seen. come out."

The prince smiled and nodded: "That's true. Let's go, I will take you over to have a look."

The trial hall is in a house in Dali Temple. There is a dark room inside where you can see the scene outside, but no one can be seen outside.

Ms. Wang knelt on the ground and confessed everything she knew: "I have met him. He came to the house to find his mother-in-law once and wanted her to remarry. But her mother-in-law refused. She said she would guard the family and refused to follow her. Zhao Kun goes."

"Has Zhao Kun met Liu Wu? Did they have any quarrel?" The Dali Temple Minister interrogated her alone.

Wang said weakly: "No, I haven't seen it, I don't know if my husband has seen it. But my mother-in-law is very sensible and won't do anything beyond the rules. Liu Wu should not be able to see that they used to have that kind of relationship."

The Dali Temple quickly grasped the key point: "That kind of relationship? Do you know the past of Liu's mother and Zhao Kun?"

Wang was shocked and immediately changed her words: "I, I don't know, I'm just guessing. They are all married women, especially sensitive to matters between men and women. I can see it myself. Zhao Kun looks at his mother-in-law differently. I, I'm just guessing... Yes, I'm just guessing."

The little devil wanted to laugh when he saw it. This Wang was really as simple as a blank sheet of paper. It hasn't even reached the stage of deceiving a confession, and she said a lot of words full of loopholes.

But the Dali Temple was full of shrewd people, and soon realized that Wang was the major breakthrough, so they asked her again: "Where were you the day before yesterday afternoon when Liu Wu died?"

"I was taking a nap with my son..."

"Did you hear any fighting? Or any quarrels?"

"No, no... My lord, didn't I ask this before? Why are you still..."

The Dali Temple Minister became fierce in a second: "Just answer it if I ask you to, what nonsense are you talking about."

Wang shrank her neck in fear and continued: "No, I didn't hear it. When I woke up, my mother-in-law had already turned herself in. My son and I were so scared that we kept crying at home..."

Zong Jincheng looked at the prince in confusion in the dark room, not understanding what the Dali Temple Minister meant by these two actions.

The prince smiled and said: "Asking the same question repeatedly can easily expose the flaws of the liar. Moreover, when people are frightened, they are more likely to speak their minds subconsciously. These two are common interrogation methods, of course, they are also applicable to other places."