Chapter 128: Murder in the Inn (2)
Ji Yunshu was certain that she had never said such a thing!
Constable Zhang's eyebrows were about to burst into a bun. His dry lips slightly twitched.
'Could it be that I was too impatient?'
As for the person captured by the young constable, he pitifully revealed a pair of innocent eyes.
'Innocent?
No, you're not innocent at all! '
When Ji Yunshu walked over, Constable Zhang's glued mouth finally opened. "Miss, the deceased had contact with him before he died. The back of his hand was scratched. He must have fought with the deceased and killed him."
"Has there ever been an unjust case in Yuzhou's yamen?"
Ji Yunshu's almond-shaped eyes looked at Constable Zhang.
Unexpectedly, it made people's hearts tremble.
'Why did she suddenly ask such a question?'
Constable Zhang didn't understand. "This …"
"If the magistrate of Yuzhou was as impulsive and muddle-headed as you, wouldn't the entire Yuzhou be filled with unjust cases?"
"…"
For the first time, Constable Zhang was choked by a little girl to the point of being speechless.
'Who told you to look down on women?
Who told you to look down on me?
This was only a verbal lesson. If there really was an unjust case and you wrongly killed someone, even a few heads wouldn't be enough to compensate for it! '
The innkeeper stepped forward and forcefully slapped the man's head. "Little Zhao, if you really killed him, I'll be the first to slaughter you. My century-old shop has been ruined by you."
Hearing this, Little Zhao began to complain. "Innkeeper, I've worked in your shop for almost ten years. How can you not believe me?"
"Shut up! If you didn't have a guilty conscience, why would he run?" The innkeeper gnashed his teeth.
"I …"
"He really didn't kill anyone!" Ji Yunshu interrupted them and looked at Little Zhao. "He only entered the room to steal something."
"Steal something?" The innkeeper was slightly surprised.
Little Zhao lowered his head and his lips trembled. "I didn't …"
"You don't need to quibble." "Although you didn't kill him, there was indeed dandruff under the victim's fingernails. As long as we examine it, we will know that it doesn't match the scar on the back of your hand. This is enough to prove that you had indeed come into contact with the victim. Because you secretly took the thumb ring from his thumb, the victim must have scratched your hand at that time. It was also at that time that the oil on your hand was left on the victim's wrist. I believe that the thumb ring should still be with you, right? We can only search for it. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the constable swiftly searched Little Zhao's body. As expected, he really found a jade thumb ring!
Following that, the young constable hurriedly took the thumb ring and compared it with the deceased's thumb. He then excitedly said to Constable Zhang, "Constable, this thumb ring belongs to the deceased."
The hilt of Constable Zhang's saber was pressed against Little Zhao's neck in an instant. He interrogated, "Tell me, how did you kill the victim?"
"I'm innocent, I … I really just stole something, I didn't kill anyone!"
"When you were stealing, you were discovered by the victim, so you killed him."
"No, I really didn't!" Little Zhao was so scared that his legs trembled and tears welled up in his eyes.
In the end, Jing Rong couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward and said in an icy tone, "Constable Zhang? Miss Ji just said that he isn't the murderer, so he definitely isn't. "
'Oh my, you stinky brat. It seems like you've been following me for a long time, so you understand my tricks!'
Constable Zhang thought to himself, 'Did I act impulsively again?'
The corner of his eyes twitched. He removed the saber hilt from Little Zhao's neck and looked at the veiled woman with a puzzled expression.
Ji Yunshu glanced at Jing Rong before she turned around and crouched down next to the corpse.
She leisurely said, "Although there were some skin flakes under the victim's fingernails, there were also some scraps of cloth. These small scraps of cloth aren't coarse cloth, but silk. I've searched the entire room, but there wasn't any silk. Moreover, such an expensive item definitely didn't belong to Little Zhao. One of the strangulation marks on the victim's neck wasn't caused by the rope used to hang him. It should have been made of silk because the marks were loose and uneven. Presumably, the scraps of cloth in the victim's fingernails were left behind when the murderer strangled him with a piece of silk cloth."
"Moreover, this strangulation mark was slightly slanted downwards. The victim was only five feet tall, so the murderer must have been less than five feet tall. That's why the strangulation mark was slanted downwards. However, Little Zhao was five feet and three inches tall."
"Judging from the cloth and height, Little Zhao doesn't fit the description!"
Her pair of bright eyes were limpid and farsighted, and within her farsightedness, there was also a hint of self-confidence.
After listening to her words, everyone became extremely quiet.
They stared at her in disbelief.
'Where did this woman come from?'
Little Zhao struggled to twist his arms as he shouted, "Let me go! I told you I didn't kill anyone!"
"Be obedient!" The constable's temper wasn't good either.
Ji Yunshu was about to get up, but she noticed something on the corner of the victim's mouth. She immediately covered her hand with the handkerchief that she had thrown to the side. She pried open the victim's mouth and pulled out the thing.
It was a strand of hair!
"The murderer is a woman?" She murmured softly.
However, the others still listened to her.
Constable Zhang asked, "A woman? How is that possible? In any case, the victim was a man. How could he be killed by a woman who was shorter than him? He was even hung up? "
"It's not without reason."
Ji Yunshu got up and walked in front of Little Zhao.
She sternly asked him, "Answer me honestly. When you came in to steal things, what did you do? What did you see? What was the victim's situation at that time? "
"Ugh!"
Thump!
Constable Zhang used the hilt of his knife to poke Little Zhao's stomach. He reprimanded, "Why aren't you talking yet?!"
"I'll talk, I'll talk." Little Zhao felt the pain and began to recall what happened. He said, "At that time, I came in to deliver food. I didn't see him at first, so I didn't know that he was lying on the ground. When I checked his breath, he was still alive. I thought … I thought he had fainted. When I saw the jade ring on his finger, I got greedy, so I took it off. Who would have thought that he would suddenly wake up and grab my hand, refusing to let go. I was very scared at that time, so I pushed him with all my might.
"Are you sure that he was the only one in the room at that time?"
"I … think so."
"That's not right. Before you came in, there should have been three people in the room, including the victim." Ji Yunshu said.
Constable Zhang was flabbergasted. "Three people?"
She pointed at the table. "There are three cups of tea on this table. When Constable Zhang came in, didn't you notice them? Why would one person need to pour three cups of tea? "
When he looked again, it was true!
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