The Delicate Lady Coroner

After waiting for the Liu family to come, Bo Ruoyou continued to look for clues.

She has seen the inside and outside of the house. The doors and windows are indeed locked from the inside. Although there is a fist-sized hole in the back window of the study, the cups and bowls are acceptable for entering and exiting, but it is difficult for people to enter, and the hole is very far from the window bolt. Therefore, there is no possibility that the murderer has murdered people using organs to close windows from within.

Bo Ruoyou went back to the bedroom and checked the bed tent carefully. She searched the whole room and never found a **** murder weapon, but found a strange blood stain on the bed tent.

She beckoned, "Look at the head, it looks like this blood stain hit it."

The bed net is indigo, the blood-stained land turns dark, and it is a round shape with no finger marks and no palm prints. Thin Ruoyou compares the forehead of the dead with a fist. "From here, you can hit the bedpost. superior."

Wu Xiang came to check. Although there was no blood on the bedpost, the bed net was thick, and it could indeed block the blood. Bo Ruoyou stood in front of him and gestured, "The size of the dead is the same as me. , It can indeed hurt the forehead."

She went to see the tiny blood stains on the bed again, Wu Xiang curled her eyebrows, "So, is the deceased really committing suicide? She went mad, then bumped herself up and bleeds, and then lay down on the bed in a daze. Died due to excessive blood loss?"

Bo Ruoyou didn't speak immediately. She checked on the side of the bed for a while, and then went to see the placket of the deceased. "There is a lot of blood on the placket of the deceased. It shed after lying down, but the blood on the chest must only be stained when standing and sitting. In other words, the deceased did not lie down immediately after being injured."

Wu Xiang looked around the room and said, "The room was neat and tidy when she came, and there were no signs of fighting. If she was murdered, the room would be tightly closed, which would make no sense, but she has been locked up here for half a year. Sudden suicide because you couldn't bear it, or suicide when you were unconscious?"

Wu Xiang touched his chin, "I always feel that something is weird."

Bo Ruoyou gazes around the house. If he is an ordinary person, he will use the method of hitting a pole to kill himself. The possibility of success is unlikely. Because of the pain and death, people are afraid of it. At that time, she felt that the possibility of self-defeating did exist, and the wound on her forehead was eaten by the maggots, and it was difficult to distinguish the strength of the injury. Only by an autopsy of the skull can we know the details, but after waiting for a while, the Liu family has not yet appeared.

The female nun reporter, Wu Xiang came here, and returned to the capital to look for her after the investigation. This time a lot of time was delayed, but they were all here, but the Liu family hadn’t arrived yet. Obliquely, thin clouds hung between his brows.

Wu Xiang also went out and walked in, and said angrily: "This teacher doesn't know whether he really knows or conceals it on purpose. It is extremely difficult to ask a person about his identity. Now he only knows how to recite the scriptures, and that the door and windows of the house are locked. This girl is suicidal. ."

"Could it be that I am afraid, so I dare not say?"

Wu Xiang sneered, "It should be. These temples depend on the nobles for their livelihoods, saying they are self-cultivation, but they have also become the private things of the rich and powerful. If it hadn't been killed, I am afraid that they would not let outsiders know. A woman is locked here."

Bo Ruoyou was helpless, "Should she be able to talk about it after a few days?"

"I said that I didn’t open the door to make my temper anymore nine days ago, but at first I could still hear the conversation. At the beginning, I put food and didn’t eat much, but I could see that there were one or two buns missing on the table in the back window. It doesn't matter, and recently, Antang has to prepare for the work. This is a profitable business, so no one cares about her."

Bo Ruoyou thought of two younger nuns when he entered the door, "The teacher is too reluctant to say, where are the two nuns?"

Wu Xiang shook his head, "It's also tight-lipped."

Bo Ruoyou had a headache, and then his eyes fell on the deceased's corpse, thinking of the old scars. The scars vary in size and are distributed in hidden places such as the corpse's buttocks, thighs, and vests. Although it was not fatal, it seemed to have been abused. Bo Ruoyou felt even more weird when she thought that she was the young lady of the Liu family.

Seeing her looking at the deceased's body again, Wu Xiang remembered that she was just enough to speak but could not help asking, "What happened to Miss Liu's family?"

Bo Ruoyou pondered for a moment, "She has given birth to a child."

"There are scars in the lower abdomen, as well as a birth injury, but it has been cured. It is said that she was sent half a year ago. It was at least half a year ago that she gave birth to a child. It is a pity that the lower abdomen is badly decomposed, and it is impossible to determine when the birth injury was left. of."

Wu Xiang couldn't help but widen his eyes, "She is Miss Liu's family, and she is not married. Could it be...that's why she sent people here? It's just that if a child has been born, where is the child?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "I won't know until the Liu family comes."

Wu Xiang frowned and looked out, a dye-like cloud of clouds lined up in the sky, burning like fire, the sun fell into the clouds, and it was about to fall below the horizon. It was too early, but the Liu family had not yet appeared. .

"Not only that, there are many small scars on her body, which seem to be left after being abused. If she is Miss Liu Jia, Jin Zunyu, how can she be abused?"

Wu Xiang hissed softly, "After the Liu family has lost the title, several juniors in the family are not up to date. Now only the head of the family has an idle job in the court, and the others have turned to be merchants to do some business. This Seventh Miss does not know yet. It’s a bit weird to say that it’s the daughter of the grandfather’s knee."

Bo Ruoyou sighed, got up and walked towards the main hall. There were three rooms, only the main hall was empty. Except for a set of tables and chairs and two empty tall cabinets, there was nothing else. Bo Ruoyou looked around and stared. Fell on the latch.

"When the head catcher came, the latch was broken?"

Wu Xiang nodded, "Yes, the door latch was broken, and the handle on it was also loosened. It was indeed smashed open by force."

Bo Ruoyou sighed a little, still felt that an autopsy was needed to determine whether it was a suicide, but the corpse was stained with blood on the head, face, shoulders and back, and the body was very corrupt, and she found no other clues on her hands, feet, and limbs, which made her feel a little suffocated.

Bo Ruo faintly held the broken door bolt in his hand and looked at it. The door bolt has been used for many years. The surface is gray and black, and the breaks are uneven. It is indeed broken. Bo Ruo carefully looked at it for a moment. When she found something wrong, she closed the opened door again. Wu Xiang watched and said, "I have tried it. It is indeed used on this door. It fits well."

Bo Ruoyou closed the broken door latch. As Wu Xiang said, she nodded, but when she turned around, her eyes fell on the door leaf.

The door leaf is also old, and it is not usually scrubbed. There is a thin layer of dust on it. However, on the door leaf on her left, there is a darker color than the surroundings. She raised her hand and stroked it. Frowned.

"When the head catcher came, someone could be seen scrubbing this place?"

Wu Xiang twisted his eyebrows, "What do you do with scrubbing here? When we came, only the teacher was there with three nuns, and all four were in a panic. One of them was to report to the official, and the teacher said that there was another nun. After Miss Liu’s home reported a letter, she couldn’t ask if she had to ask anything else. They also kept saying that they would wait for someone from Liu’s family."

Bo Ruo squinted, "The original paint color is shown here. Although it is dry, it is most likely to have been scrubbed today. The doors, windows, tables, chairs, cabinets and pavilions of this house are all dusty, but here is clean. Something stuck here, they scrubbed it here before the government officials came."

Wu Xiang grabbed his saber and walked out with a calm face. The teacher was standing in the yard too, with three people behind him. Another Bo Ruoyou hadn't seen a nun came out from where, and the four of them slumped together. At this point, the three young nuns were obviously frightened.

Wu Xiang looked at the teachers with cold eyes, "Did you guys kill the Liu family girl?"

The teacher said "Amitabha Buddha" and hurriedly said: "Don't try to catch the head and wrong the poor nun. How dare the poor nun? If we killed him, how dare we report to the official? good."

The three people behind them all bowed their eyebrows and twisted their hands nervously, not knowing if they were really guilty of conscience, or if they were afraid of being involved.

Bo Ruoyou stood at the door, looking at the three young nuns. All three nuns were in their double tenths, with beautiful appearance and fair skin. Although the robes and clothes were wide, they still outlined a slim figure, and she looked carefully. After one of them, he realized that the nuns drew their eyebrows. It was not that the nuns could not love beauty. It was just a place where the buddhism was clean. Cut off the desire for the red dust...

She felt very weird in her heart, and Wu Xiang already sternly shouted: "Then you are telling us, did you clean the house before we came? Which one of you scrubbed behind the door?"

The scrubbing area is no more than two slaps in size, but it doesn’t seem like cleaning the door leaf. When I asked, a few people raised their eyes and looked at each other. They didn’t seem to expect to be discovered. How can you tell it at first sight?

Wu Xiang's eyes narrowed, and the hand holding the waist knife was very tight. "Really don't say a word? I think you are all Buddhism. If you are suitable and have no evidence, you are very polite to you. But now that you have concealed things, then I There is no need to show mercy to your subordinates. If you don’t tell me about this kind of murder case, you can go to the Yamen prison."

The teacher was too dignified, but the three young nuns behind him were a little flustered, one of them couldn't help but pull the sleeve of the teacher, "Master--"

The teacher glanced back at her too much, still pressing the corners of her lips tightly.

Wu Xiang sneered at it, "Sure enough, I can calm down, come here, take it back together to see it--"

The government officials stepped forward to get people, the teacher was too much to distinguish, but a nun behind him was so scared to cry, "I said, I said, there is blood behind the door panel, we saw it, and felt it was unlucky, so we took the blood. Wiped it off."

"Unvoiced!" The teacher scolded too much, with a sharp look in his eyes.

The voiceless nun seemed to be the youngest of the three, and the most unsettled. She was so frightened by the teacher, her eyes were wet, and Bo Ruoyou felt pity when she saw it.

"Master, I'm scared, I'm really scared, this is killing people."

The teacher snorted too much, "Why is she willing to commit suicide?"

Wu Xiang frowned deeply, "Master, the monks are compassionate, I don't think you are a Buddhist chanting."

The teacher Taiyi put his hands together and said Amitabha Buddha again, "The poor nun is naturally doing things for the female benefactor, but this is a murder case and has nothing to do with us. Naturally, I dare not confess guilt casually."

Wu Xiang looked at Qingyin, "Apart from blood stains, what else did you do?"

Qingyin burst into tears in front of her fright, "We...we cleaned up the house, Miss Liu's house is a little messy, we...we cleaned up."

Wu Xiang never expected these female nuns to be so bold. He originally thought that since they are Buddhists, they must be diligent and self-cultivating people who do not slander, so they have a trust first, but these people dare to deliberately conceal it!

He hurried into the room with a voiceless voice, "Which places have you cleaned up, can you make it clear?"

Qingyin cried and was taken away, and the other two nuns were also ready to move. The teacher too looked as usual, and gave her a sideways glance, "Dare you?"

The two were too scared to speak, and the room pointed to the floor of the bedroom with a clear voice, "When we came in, the interstitial screen on the table fell to the ground, and a tea cup was broken. The master said that we could not let the house. Ya saw these, lest we suspect that we harmed her, so we cleaned up these things, the blood stains on the door leaf were obvious, we also scrubbed it, and nothing else was done."

"Hid you hide something?"

Qingyin shook his head quickly, "There is nothing, we are just afraid of being suspected by the officials, and we dare not do anything else."

The teardrops on Qingyin's face made people feel soft when she looked at it, and she was the first to speak, Wu Xiang's expression also eased a little, "Have you really noticed that something happened to her in the past few days?"

The voiceless voice lowered her eyes, "No...Miss Liu has a bad temper, so we don't come to ask for scolding, so we bring in meals every day. For two days, if a few of us are not in the nunnery, we can't even care about it. "

"When are you not in the nunnery?" Wu Xiang asked hurriedly.

"We were not there on the sixth and seventh days of August, and on the eleventh day, I, Master, and two other senior sisters were not in the nunnery. Only Sister Qingshuang was in the nunnery. It is impossible to guard her all the time. ."

It's only August 13th. Wu Xiang calculated the time and asked, "Are you not in the nunnery, are you afraid that she will run away?"

Qingyin shrank her shoulders, "If we were not in the nunnery, we would lock the door from the outside, and Miss Liu would not dare to run. She just waited for someone from the house to pick her up, knowing that if she ran away, she would never let her. go back."

Wu Xiang went to see Bo Ruoyou, only to see that Bo Ruoyou closed the door, and was standing behind the door looking at the small area being scrubbed.

If Miss Liu committed suicide and then lay on the bed, why would there be blood stains behind the door? But if she was murdered, the doors and windows of the house were closed tightly, how did the murderer escape?

When he was suspicious, a government officer suddenly ran in from outside, "Catch the head, there is someone from the Liu family!"

Wu Xiang's expression lifted, "It's finally here!"

He strode out, but Bo Ruoyou saw the voiceless voice beside her and her expression suddenly changed when she heard this. Her whole body trembled, and she glanced outwards, as if she was backing away in fear of a scourge. A step away.

Bo Ruoyou stood at the door and looked out. Soon, he saw a young boy over double ten coming by the courtyard door. He was dressed in a blue shirt, and he was talking to Wu Xiang as he walked. It looked like Gentle.

When he walked to the door, the visitor saw Bo Ruoyou, who didn't seem to expect that there would be a beautiful woman here.

Seeing him with such a look, Wu Xiang said: "It's our yamen's work——"

The person came with a look of surprise, "Are you...could it be that Miss Bo's?"

Bo Ruoyou raised his eyebrows, Wu Xiang was also taken aback, and then said: "This is the Third Young Master of the Liu Family."

"Now, Liu Yan." Liu Yan arched his hand at Bo Ruoyou, with a polite and respectful appearance. Seeing her suspiciously, he said: "I recognize your brother, Yixuan. Recently, something happened in your house. I also know that I haven't seen Yixuan for a few days."

He showed a sorrowful expression on his face, seeming to be very sorry about it, and Bo Ruoyou's face was calm, "That's it."

She faintly agreed, stepped aside, and signaled him to enter and see the dead. Liu Yan hesitated and seemed to be preparing for it, and then stepped inside. Bo Ruoyou stood in the main hall, only to see Liu Yan just leaning into the right wing. He retreated suddenly at a glance, then walked out quickly, and started to retching when he walked to the edge of the courtyard.

With tears in his eyes, Liu Yan stood up, turned around and looked at him with a thin, thin look. He couldn't help showing his face, and then took out his veil and wiped the corners of his eyes. Then he said politely: "Let The girl laughed, she has never seen such a scene..."

He was disgusting and horrified, but there was no grief on his face, as if it was not Miss Liu's who died, but someone who died.

Wu Xiang was also observing him, "Liu Gongzi can talk about what happened to the deceased."

Liu Yan coughed twice before approaching, "It's my seventh sister. She got into trouble earlier. Our family's rules have made a big mistake. It's hard to understand the punishment. It's something to be sent to Antang to think about it. "

"I don't know what's the big mistake?" Wu Xiang asked again.

Liu Yan's eyes flashed, "This is not convenient to say, my sister is gone, so I don't want to mention the past." He said with a sigh, "She had thought of suicide earlier, no I thought I still took this step."

Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but said: "Liu Gongzi, Miss Liu is not necessarily committing suicide."

Liu Yan looked surprised, "But the person who reported the letter said that my sister committed suicide——"

Wu Xiang also calmly said: "Is it suicide? We still need to verify it, but there is one thing right now. We need to find out whether Miss Liu committed suicide or was murdered. You want us to use knives on the corpse. Are you willing?"

Liu Yan was a little suspicious and didn't seem to understand how the knife was used. At this time, Bo Ruoyou said: "It is mainly necessary to cut the dead person's skull to see if the wound is fatal, and to determine whether it is a suicide injury. "

Liu Yan felt his stomach churn, and couldn't help turning around and retching. After vomiting for a long time, he said with blushing eyes, "This matter... can be big or small. I have to go back to the house and ask the elders in my family. ."

Wu Xiang wondered, "You are here alone today, where are her father and mother?"

Liu Yan sighed after hearing the words, "Her father and mother passed away in the early years. In these years, my father and several uncles raised her together, and because they did not have biological parents, they did not teach her well and made mistakes later. Seeing that she was not well disciplined, she was sent here."

He thought very carefully for a moment, "I heard that she had an accident, and the elders in the family were very sad. I was sent today to take her back. The family has already begun to prepare a mourning hall."

He couldn't help asking: "Is it really possible to be harmed?"

Seeing that he seemed to be a scholar and could reason, Wu Xiang recounted the results of his investigation. When he finished talking, there were blood stains behind the door, and Liu Yan couldn't help but said, "My sister is indeed delirious sometimes, will it? Did she bump her head by herself and accidentally get it up?"

Bo Ruoyou frowned, "There is indeed a possibility, but it may also be the murderer who stayed, and to determine whether it was harmed, the post-mortem still needs to be more detailed."

Liu Yan hesitated for a moment, "Then I do have to ask the elders in the family."

Both Bo Ruoyou and Wu Xiang's eyes darkened. They had been waiting for a long time, but they didn't want Liu's family to finally come, but they came to do nothing. Now they go back and ask. A lot of effort.

Wu Xiang took a deep breath, "Okay, then you send someone back to ask."

Liu Yan looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late at this time. Catching heads, can I send my sister's body back to Yizhuang first? Otherwise, I'm afraid I will be delayed here all night."

Wu Xiang naturally didn't want to leave the scene of the crime as troublesome, but it was a few hours away from the capital, it was really time consuming to wait like this, and if he returned to the capital and entered the Yizhuang, it would be much easier to come and go.

He nodded, "That's fine."

Liu Yan heaved a sigh of relief, "In addition to bringing back my sister's body, I also have to take away all her belongings. I will catch my head for a while, and I will let the servant go and clean up."

Wu Xiang frowned, "That's good for us to watch, lest anything suspicious is taken away by you."

Liu Yan is quite reasonable, "Then naturally, please come to catch your head."

After Liu Yan finished speaking, he beckoned his servants behind him. The two little servants and two ruthless women entered the door. They went to the right wing first. They looked at the corpse, their expressions were all stunned, and they only packed up some small things and clothes. , The thing on the bed didn't move, and then he went to the left wing, wanting to clean up the pen and ink books.

Wu Xiang and Bo Ruoyou stood by, everything they collected was in the eyes of the two of them. The two sticks of incense passed by, and there was nothing sneaky, while Liu Yan stood outside the house, unwilling to enter the door at all.

After reading the attendant tidying up the deceased’s study, Bo Ruoyou sighed. Although this girl Liu was a little unconscious, the books she read were no different from those of her daughter’s house in an ordinary boudoir. Poetry, poetry, and drama Many of the textbooks were books that Bo Ruoyou had read. Thinking of her injuries, Bo Ruoyou was a little curious about what life she was living in Liu's house.

When the cleaning was finished, the entire left wing had been evacuated. Bo Ruoyou followed Wu Xiang and watched Liu's servants carry the dead body into the carriage. Liu Yan was ready to take the corpse back to Liu. House's.

He quickly packed up, and when he was about to leave, Wu Xiang didn't know what to do with the nuns. In the end, Wu Xiang decided to take the teacher Taihe and the two nuns, including Qingyin, back to the capital for questioning.