Daming King of Punishment

The county magistrate Situ sat and waited in the tea hall.Song Wuya and the four of them re-surveyed the scene together.Song Wuya entered the room where the murder occurred, carefully surveying the environment.

This room is not big, because it is a servant's room, so the furnishings inside are very simple.Inside there was an old wooden bed, a table, a chair, and an old tall wooden cabinet erected against the wall.There were many large and small pieces of broken porcelain on the floor under the cabinet.There was a thin green quilt on the bed, nestled in a mess.On the table were a few bald writing brushes, and some rough grass paper placed randomly, pressed with a paperweight.

"Steward Liang, why is there paper, pen and ink in this servant's room? Is the maid also literate?" Song Wuya asked the old butler.

Steward Liang said: "Miss is kind-hearted. She often teaches the servants and maids in the mansion to read and write. The pen, ink and paper used by the servants to practice writing are also bought by the miss."

Song Wuya glanced at Situ Wen, seeing that this arrogant young lady was still as cold as ice, he never expected that she would be so kind and kind to the servants in the mansion.

"What about the carp-shaped inkstone that was used as the murder weapon to kill Master Situ? Is it also in this room?"

"Yes. That carp inkstone has been confiscated by the government because it is a murder weapon."

Song Wuya cast a questioning look at Bao Bu Kuai who was standing aside, Bao Bu Kuai nodded indifferently.During Song Wuya's questioning of Steward Liang, the look on his face seemed quite dissatisfied and disdainful.

"Why is there a vase here? The maid not only reads and writes, but also grows and arranges flowers?" Song Wuya asked again.In his previous education, servants of landlords and officials lived a life of darkness and oppression in ancient times. How could he have the leisure to write and grow flowers?

Butler Liang replied: "Yes, when the old man gave instructions to Xiao Zhen, he had entered this room several times, and he had seen flowers in the vases in the room."

Song Wuya squatted down, his eyes stayed on the many broken porcelain pieces scattered on the ground, and he casually asked Butler Liang: "Is the vase for the flowers placed on the top of the cabinet all the time?"

Liang Guanai didn't have time to answer, but Bao Bukuai spoke first. In his opinion, Song Wuya was talking nonsense on purpose. He couldn't stand Song Wuya's casual look for a long time. Can't help but explode.

"Song Wuya, let me tell you: Yes! This vase with flowers has always been placed on the top of the cabinet. I have asked many of the questions you have asked, not only Steward Liang, I also checked with the other servants in the mansion. If you can only ask such questions, you should go back to the cell as soon as possible and wait to be beaten, so as not to waste everyone's time!"

"Hey, is that right? You've asked everything I want to ask?" Song Wuya picked up a withered flower branch from the pile of broken porcelain on the ground, gave Baobu a quick look, and asked, " Did you ever ask where this flower came from?"

Baobu quickly sneered, and said disapprovingly: "Does this matter? Is it necessary to find out about this?"

Song Wuya said: "It is necessary!"

The Baobu quickly took the dead branch in his hand, looked at it for a few times, shook his head helplessly, and returned it to Song Wuya.Song Wuya and Bao Bukuai couldn't recognize flowers at all, and the petals on them were all withered, so they couldn't recognize them even more.

"Let me come, give it to me!" Situ Wen approached quickly, took the dead branch from Song Wuya's hand and looked at it seriously, then suddenly changed his face, and threw the dead branch to the ground fiercely.

Song Wuya was stunned, and was about to ask her what was going on, when he suddenly felt a pain on his face, and he was caught off guard, and had already been slapped heavily by Situ Wen.

Chapter 7 With Ink Without Ink

Chapter 7 With Ink Without Ink

"Why are you beating me so well?" Song Wuya held his hot cheeks angrily.

"Hmph! How dare you bastard let me see where this flower came from." Situ Wen's pretty face turned cold, and her beautiful eyes that looked like autumn water almost burst into flames, and said in a contemptuous tone, "This is a white geranium , is a famous species transplanted from other places by Uncle Song during his lifetime, and the entire county is only found in your yard! This is clearly because you picked up this flower to please Xiaozhen, a lowly maid, and it was still in my father's sixty On the day of my birthday! Regardless of whether you are the murderer of my father or not, just from this matter, did you ever have half respect for my father?"

"Good fight! It's time to fight!" Bao Butou clapped his hands and looked at Song Wuya gloatingly.

Butler Liang couldn't help lowering his head and sighing. He felt very dissatisfied with Song Wuya's behavior. He was also watched and grew up. He was fine when he was young, but why did he become like this later?

Song Wuya received this slap very innocently, feeling full of grievances and unable to explain, so he could only continue to investigate the traces of the scene with a bitter face.He knew that after the incident, many people must have flooded into this room, and it was obviously impossible to find obvious traces on the ground.So, he turned his attention to the messy green thin quilt on the bed, opened it up and examined it bit by bit, and this time he finally found something substantial.

"Hurry up." Song Wuya exclaimed in surprise, "Look, there is a big ball of ink in the middle of the quilt!"

The arrester hurriedly went over to take a closer look, and found that the middle of the thin quilt was indeed stained with a palm-sized mass of black ink. He frowned and asked, "What does this mean? Does it mean that this maid is lazy? I didn't care about it in the middle of my quilt. Why don’t you wash off such a large piece of ink?”

Song Wuya didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "This ink is not her aunt, how could it be possible to accidentally stain such a big lump on the quilt? Even if I accidentally threw some ink on the bed while sitting at the desk writing and flicking the pen , it will never be so thick and so big.”

Baobu couldn't understand, and asked: "What auntie? This maid Xiaozhen doesn't seem to have any relatives, no one came to recognize her body back then."

Song Wuya said nonsense: "Da Yi Ma is a common name for women in my hometown, because our custom is that Da Yi must visit her aunt and niece once a month, otherwise the niece and aunt will hook up with wild men. Uh... What I mean is that only a woman's monthly letter can accidentally stain such a big lump on the quilt, and the ink is unreasonable."

Situ Wen is a lady of every family, when she heard Song Wuya's vulgar words, she couldn't help but blush pretty, and raised her eyebrows, she wanted to get angry immediately, but held back, she just turned her head away.

"So, what you said makes sense!" Bao Baokuai was immediately intrigued by Song Wuya's new discovery, and he began to think about this lump of ink, "Such a big lump of ink will never be It was accidentally contaminated, unless...unless the ink from the inkstone was spilled on it. Inkstone... Inkstone, yes, the murder weapon!"

After trying to understand this connection, Bao Bukuai's eyes lit up immediately, and he rubbed his hands together in excitement.

"That's right, the murder weapon!" Song Wuya then pulled out a small triangular piece of black stone from the middle of the quilt, "What do you think this is? Does it look like a missing corner on the carp inkstone used as a murder weapon?"

Bao Bukuai pinched it in his hand and looked carefully at the light, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, yes! The material looks like a missing corner of an inkstone." Turning around, he handed it to Situ Wen, "The things in your house , it’s up to you to verify for sure.”

Situ Wen looked at it carefully and said: "That's right, this should be the missing corner of the carp inkstone, it seems to be the part of the fish's head. This inkstone was used by me when I was young, and it was given to Xiaozhen later. I remember it clearly .”

Song Wuya let out a long breath, and said, "That's right. According to Liang Yuzuo's posthumous body, there are a lot of ink stains on the hair and scalp of the wound on Mr. Situ's head, and the carp inkstone also has newly damaged corners. Son. Based on this, Liang Wuzuo determined that the carp inkstone was the weapon used to kill Mr. Situ. There is no problem with this conclusion. If this is the case, then there is a doubt. If the inkstone was used as a murder weapon to hit the head, a corner was broken , How did this missing corner fall into the quilt? How did the ink on the inkstone rub against the quilt? There is only one possibility..."

Situ Wen was clever and quick-witted, her mind was spinning quickly, and she rushed to answer: "Because the murderer is the person who was wrapped in an inkstone in this bed, it can also knock people unconscious and kill them!"

Song Wuya saw the dawn of his exoneration at this moment, he was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Answer is correct, plus ten points!"

Situ Wen still gave Song Wuya a blank look, but she couldn't help feeling a little strange in her heart, why did this ignorant and ignorant loser suddenly seem to be a different person, his intelligence and insight suddenly increased by more than ten times, discerning things, observing things, Almost every finger is drawn, and even the words are so weird...

Bao Bao quickly lowered his head and thought for a while, then said with a confused look: "No, Miss Situ, I'm afraid it's not what you said..."

Situ Wen asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

She was so concerned about the apprehension of the police, on the one hand, because it was about avenging her late father, and on the other hand, she did not want Song Wuya's inference to be wrong, so that she could not be cleared of the murder charge.Although she hated Song Wuya a lot long before her father was killed, the Situ family and the Song family were family friends after all, and her father regarded Song Wuya as his own son.Just talking about the deep relationship between the two families and the death of her father, she would rather have someone else kill her father.If the murderer was really Song Wuya, even if his father was under Jiuquan, his father would definitely regret it.Furthermore, she grew up with Song Wuya when they were young, and there is still an old childhood friendship in her heart, which also makes her not want the murderer to be Song Wuya.

The arrester quickly said: "If the murderer is this bed wrapped with an inkstone and killed Mr. Situ, because there is a layer of quilt, then the wound on Mr. Situ's head should not be stained with ink. But during the autopsy, There is obviously ink on the wound, and there are many of them."

Situ Wen thought for a while, and said, "Could it be that the ink in the inkstone has soaked through the thin quilt, which is on both sides, and that's why it got on the wound?"

Bao Bao quickly raised the thin quilt in his hand, turned over the other side and showed it to Situ Wen and Song Wuya, and said, "That's not the case, although the ink stain on this thin quilt is large, it's not thick, it's just that there are ink stains on one side. The other side is not at all, so it is not soaked. What's more, Master Situ has blood on his head, if the inkstone was wrapped in a quilt and smashed down, the quilt should also be stained with blood. But, there is no blood stain. "

Song Wuya thought about it for a while, and his heart immediately became clear, knowing that he had finally found evidence that could exonerate him, he suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and said, "That's right!"

Situ Wen and Bao Bao quickly asked in unison: "Why is it right?"

Song Wuya said: "Baotou, your discovery and analysis can only explain one thing: the carp inkstone, which was regarded as a murder weapon, hit two people. Be careful, it was not twice, it was two. It hit the first one. When the person was killed, the murderer directly held the inkstone to attack, so the wounded person, that is, the wound of Mr. Situ, was stained with a lot of black juice. When hitting the second person, the murderer wrapped the quilt outside as a murder weapon. At this time, the inkstone There is only a small amount of shallow residual ink left on the surface, which rubs off the quilt in pieces, but it is not soaked."

Bao Baokuai's eyes lit up, and he said: "Yes, yes, yes, that's the only way to make sense! But, what is the murderer's purpose in such a simple and complicated way?"

Situ Wen's heart was pounding, knowing that the mystery of this case was about to be revealed at a critical juncture, she stared at Song Wuya with wide eyes and waited for his answer.

Song Wuya said slowly: "The reason why the murderer wants to do this is that firstly, it makes less noise, and secondly, it can reduce the damage, and will not directly kill people. The third and most important point: the murderer should Make sure that the wound of the second person attacked by the inkstone is not stained with residual ink from the inkstone!"

Bao Baokuai and Situ Wen waited for Song Wuya's answer until they were burning with impatience, and asked in unison: "Why did the murderer make sure not to get stained with residual ink?"

At this time, Song Wuya acted out of control and stopped answering. He turned to Situ Wen and said, "Miss Situ, please go and invite Situ County Magistrate here so that he can witness it. After all, no matter what we discover or infer, we have to Only when the county magistrate approves it can we count.”

Although Situ Wen was concerned about the mystery, she also understood that what Song Wuya said was reasonable, so she trotted to the living room where Situ County Magistrate was drinking tea, and said eagerly: "Uncle, there is a major discovery at the murder scene, please go and witness it. "

The county magistrate Situ took a sip of tea calmly, frowned slightly, and said, "What important discovery? Could it be that bastard kid talking and teasing people again? You and I are not the first day Knowing him, he has always been unreliable in his actions and words."

Situ Wen hurriedly said: "No, no! This time it's true, Song Wuya did find new evidence at the scene."

The county magistrate Situ said disapprovingly, "Oh? New evidence? Could it be that he used some kind of trick to cheat?"

"Oh, uncle! He didn't lie. During the inspection of the scene, the policeman and I watched him from the beginning to the end!" Don't be rude, snatched the tea bowl from Situ county magistrate, and urged half coquettishly and half complainingly: "Uncle, you should go and have a look! After this important matter is over, Wen'er will make it for you every day Is the tea good?"