The murderer did not leave any traces at the scene.
To be able to kill someone in Wenlai Pavilion and evade Xing Xiyang's guards, the murderer was not only smart, but also an expert in martial arts.
Ji Yunshu pondered for a moment, then walked to the corpse again.
She saw a curved bloodstain next to the pit where the corpse was buried. It was probably the blood that sprayed onto the ground when the murderer used a knife to cut Xing Xiyang's neck.
Huh?
She had a rough idea of what happened.
Then, she ordered, "Some of you, come and dig out the corpse."
Immediately, the guards found some tools and carefully dug out the lower half of Xing Xiyang's body that was buried in the ground.
The corpse was laid flat on the ground, already a little stiff.
Ji Yunshu crouched down to examine it. Xing Xiyang's clothes were covered in blood. Because the lower half of his body was buried in the soil, the soil was moist. His clothes and boots were sticky with mud. Ji Yunshu examined the corpse but did not find anything. Moreover, there were no traces of dragging on the heels of the shoes. She simply took off the dead man's boots and buckled them.
He pulled it down.
A muffled sound was heard.
A button fell from the shoe.
Everyone's eyes fell on the button.
Why was there a button in the boot?
Ji Yunshu picked up the button, cleaned it, and rubbed it in her hand for a while. Then, she carefully examined it.
It was a very ordinary wooden button. Usually, the ones worn by rich families were either made of silk or jade. Although Xing Xiyang was not dressed extravagantly, he was still a rich man. Moreover, there were no traces of the button falling from his clothes.
Thinking about it …
It must have been left behind by the murderer.
However, there were no signs of movement. She deduced that when the murderer buried Xing Xiyang, he accidentally dropped the button in his boots.
Ji Yunshu's gaze swept across the people in the courtyard. She asked, "Who's in charge of guarding Xing Xiyang?"
A voice came from the crowd. "It's two of us." The one who spoke was a thin man with a moustache. His face didn't look dignified at all, but his eyes were full of spirit. As he cowered, there was another man next to him. He was very tall, of medium build, and looked like a fiend. His hands were tucked into his sleeves, and his shoulders were wide open.
It collapsed slightly.
Ji Yunshu asked, "Didn't any of you notice anything strange in the courtyard at the second watch of the fifth?"
They shook their heads together!
"Did you hear anything?"
"None!"
"Then have the two of you left together?"
The skinny man thought about it and said, "Yes, we suddenly had a stomachache and we couldn't help it. At that time, we couldn't find anyone to replace us, so we had no choice but to go to the bathroom."
"When?"
"It's probably because of today's scandal. The sun hasn't even risen yet."
"That's right!" Ji Yunshu sorted out the timeline.
Gao Zi's face was full of confusion as he said, "But Lord Ji, you said that Chairman Xing died at a quarter past five in the morning. Even if we left at one in the morning, nothing happened to him at that time."
"That's right. Xing Xiyang wasn't dead yet, but the murderer took advantage of the time you were gone to set up a trap."
Huh?
Everyone was confused.
Yu Dali stepped forward and asked, "How does Lord Ji come to this conclusion?" She pointed at the curved bloodstain at the side of the pit and explained, "That bloodstain was sprayed from the neck of the deceased, and it happened to be next to the pit. Before Xing Xiyang's body was dug out, the bloodstain wasn't covered by the soil. If the murderer dug the pit after killing the deceased, then how could the bloodstain not be covered by the soil when it was so close to the pit? It's obvious that the murderer dug the pit before the murder, which means … "She paused and looked at the two men guarding Xing Xiyang," In your stomachs.
During the time when your son was in pain and Shuangshuang went to the bathroom, the murderer snuck in and dug this small pit. When Xing Xiyang woke up at a quarter past five in the morning, the murderer killed him here and threw his body into the pit. "
She was decisive!
"I see."
Everyone was stunned!
But …
The capital governor asked, "If the murderer had a grudge against Xing Xiyang, he could have just killed him. Why would he waste so much effort to dig this pit? Isn't it unnecessary? "
'Crazy!
Why bother with these things after killing a person? Before Ji Yunshu could speak, Jing Rong frowned and said, "This case is the same as Jiao Shiniang's. The murderer killed someone and made a series of strange actions. It's obvious that the murderer is the same person. Moreover, the murderer didn't just kill someone. I'm afraid that there must be another motive behind this." He turned to Yu Dali, "Jiao Shiniang and Xing Xiyang were good friends. The two of them had a connection, so the murderer might also be related to them! Moreover, the grudge between them isn't small! Yu Dali, I'll leave this matter to you. This Prince and Lord Ji want to know who is related to Jiao Shiniang and Xing Xiyang. "
Mother is connected to Xing Xiyang. "
Jing Rong replied.
The Minister of Justice stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, are we going to leave the corpse here? Or should we take it to the Ministry of Justice's morgue? "
"Take it to the Ministry of Justice."
"Yes."
Several guards from the Ministry of Justice found a large piece of white cloth and covered the corpse. Then, they picked up the mask and the cut rope.
"Wait!" Ji Yunshu called out.
She stepped forward.
"Take the mask and rope to Prince Rong's estate."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Then, they carried the corpse away with the mask and rope.
When Zhao Zhiwen saw that the corpse had been carried away, he sighed and said, "What bad luck. It was such a good business festival, but it ended up in such a mess."
Zhao Zhiwen's appearance was clearly revealed.
Hearing this, Jing Rong's eyes flashed with a trace of sharpness. He walked in front of Zhao Zhiwen and asked, "Zhao Zhiwen, the president of Qiyang Business Association?"
Zhao Zhiwen was taken aback by the sudden question.
He met Jing Rong's gaze. Jing Rong's gaze seemed to want to swallow him alive. Suddenly, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Yes."
"Then did you hear what This Prince told Yu Dali just now?"
"I … heard it clearly."
"It's good that you heard it clearly. I also heard what you said just now. From your tone, it seems that you really want Xing Xiyang to die."
Ah!
"I'm innocent."
"You don't have to rush to cry innocent. Do you have anything to do with this matter? Later, Yu Dali will investigate clearly. But before that, you must cooperate with him. "Jing Rong's expression didn't change, but his tone was like a piece of red-hot iron, fiercely burning him.
Zhao Zhiwen was seven or eight years older than Jing Rong. Moreover, he cared about his reputation, so in the end, he was still a little unconvinced.
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