The depth of the pit is 049 meters
And Wen Ziran, just like that servant, has handled too many cases, seen too many deaths, and seen too many such scenes, and has become accustomed to it. As for Yin Changxian, the people who follow Jun Mubai are all perverts, where do they care about human lives.
"My lord, this is the wife of Master Shangguan, Mo Shi. ”
"Madam Shangguan, you were the first to discover the body of Master Shangguan?"
Mo Shi took the handkerchief and bowed his head to wipe away his tears, "Lord Hui, it is the woman, last night the master said that there was something important to deal with, so he locked himself in the study, and no one was allowed to disturb him." As a result, I didn't go to bed all night, and this morning, I went to invite my lord to dinner, and I called outside the study several times but no one answered. I felt that something was wrong, so I told the butler to bang on the door, only to find out...... Only then did I find out that the old man had ......"
Bai Jun's leaning hand held the handle of the embroidered spring knife at his waist, and his thumb tapped the handle of the knife again and again.
"What was wrong with the Taishi last night, and what was wrong with the house?"
Mo Shi shook his head, "No, last night, as usual, the Taishi went into the study to read for an hour, but he didn't return yet, and he didn't go to a few aunts to rest, so I went to the study to ask, but I was driven away by the master, and he was furious and ordered anyone not to disturb him again." ”
There is no poisoning, there are no external injuries on the body, and Shangguan Zhiyan is a well-known good person in the government and the opposition, and all clues point to Shangguan Zhiyan only hanged himself, but it is such a perfect scene that highlights a serious loophole, that is, the motive.
Murder requires a motive, and so does self-hanging.
Shangguan said, why commit suicide?
He is only forty-five this year, he is the emperor of the dynasty, a big family, respected by the people of the world, a model for all scholars, a rare open-minded person in the world, and is called a free and scattered person by students.
How could such a person not think of committing suicide?
"Last night, you personally entered the study and saw Lord Shangguan?"
Mo shook his head again, "No, the master does not allow anyone to enter, and I just heard the master's voice outside the door." ”
As the saying goes, hearing is false, seeing is believing, with Bai Junxian being able to impersonate her with a good ventriloquist without being discovered by the people of the Hou Mansion, Bai Juntian didn't believe what his ears heard.
When judging the case, what she pays attention to is real evidence, and what she wants to see is tangible evidence, not a figure or a word.
Bai Juntian inspected the study, there was no trace of fighting and struggling in the room, and it didn't look like there was a second person, there were no footprints, but Bai Juntian found a trace of water stains on the table, which looked like he had accidentally spilled it while drinking tea.
"Who is cleaning this study on weekdays?"
"Back to my lord, the villain is the housekeeper of the Taishi Mansion, and the master's study on weekdays is cleaned by the villain. ”
The housekeeper is also a middle-aged man in his forties, who looks very calm and elegant, and deserves to be a Confucian housekeeper.
"Let's see, what is the difference between this study and the past?"
"Back to my lord, my lord loves to be clean, the study has to be cleaned twice a day, and there is nothing wrong with the study that the villain only cleaned at noon. ”
Bai Juntian nodded, and casually flipped through a few books on the bookcase, one of which still had annotations on it, judging by the dryness of the ink, it should be the latest annotation last night.
In this way, this seemingly self-hanging scene is even more denied. Before who hanged himself, he was so elegant as to carefully annotate a miscellaneous book?
Excluding the possibility of suicide, then, according to the situation at the scene, there are only two possibilities.
First, the perpetrator of the crime is a person who is familiar with and trusts Shangguan's words, so that he can be killed by surprise without any struggle.
Second, the perpetrator has high martial arts and comes and goes freely, like Jun Mubai, so that people have no room for struggle.
"Hongfei, take all the ladies and ladies to the front hall, and the official has something to ask later. ”
"Yes, young master!"
"Wen Qianhu, with Jinyiwei's brother, gathered everyone up and down the Taishi Mansion and interrogated them one by one. ”
"Yes, sir!"
"Lord Yin, the brother of the East Factory is annoying, and the Taishi Mansion will be carefully surveyed to see if there is anything wrong. ”
"You guys, go quickly, and follow Lord Bai's orders. ”
After the order went down, Bai Juntian began to check Shangguan Zhiyan's body again, "Shiziye, since Shangguan Taishi hanged himself, can the case be closed?"
"Not really. ”
"Why?"
"Because Shangguan Taishi did not hang himself, but he killed him. ”
Yin Changxian Orchid pinched the handkerchief with his fingers, covered his mouth in surprise, and gasped, "He killed?
"Yes, judging from the corpse, it is true that he hanged himself, but it is not difficult to disguise himself as hanging. The more obvious the clue, the less it can stand scrutiny. ”
Bai Jun carefully explained to Yin Changxian, "I asked the housekeeper just now, and the housekeeper said that this study is cleaned twice a day, but there is a layer of dust on the bookshelf. ”
Yin Changxian walked to the bookshelf, wiped it with his hand, and then wiped his hands with a handkerchief in disgust, "Sure enough, there is a layer of ash, could it be that the housekeeper is lying?
Bai Juntian shook his head, "Not necessarily, according to what Mrs. Shangguan said, Shangguan Zhiyan entered the study since he was in the army, and he never came out again. ”
Mrs. Shangguan did say so. ”
Bai Jun leaned over the chair behind the table, "That's the famous sandalwood mahogany, it's the driest, and it didn't rain last night, and there is no water in this study except for tea, so why is the sandalwood chair so humid?"
Yin Changxian touched the chair according to Bai Juntian's words, although it was not obvious, but Yin Changxian was the person who served Jun Mubai in the palace, what is the best and what is defective, you can know when you touch it, this sandalwood chair does seem to have been stained with water for a long time, and it is damp.
"Is that Mrs. Shangguan lying again?"
Bai Juntian shook his head again, "Shangguan Shanyan was indeed reading a book before he died, and what was on the table was "Getaway", which was written by a poet who lived in seclusion in the previous dynasty, judging from the dryness of the ink, it was the last book Shangguan Shanyan read, Shangguan Shanyan has always been known as a carefree person, and what is written on the annotation is also his yearning for a leisurely and comfortable life in the book, and the days he wants to live after returning to his hometown. How can a person who has such a beautiful vision for the future not think of hanging himself?"
Yin Changxian looked at Bai Juntian in a daze, his eyes were full of confusion, "So, in this way, that Shangguan Taishi really killed him......?" Who's lying?"
Bai Juntian suddenly smiled, lifted the hem of his clothes, and actually squatted next to Shangguan Yan's corpse, "Then you have to see what the corpse is talking about, it's not that the official doesn't trust Yang Chengzuo, it's just that you still need to check it yourself to rest assured, Yang Chengzuo doesn't mind the official checking it again." ”
"What? Bai Shizi wants to examine the corpse? This must not be!"
Before Yang Yanzuo could react, Yin Changxian exclaimed like a fried cat, "Bai Shizi's identity is precious, how can he do such a thing that has lost his identity." ”
This is not to blame Yin Changxian's big reaction, but because in this era, the three religions and nine streams, and he is one of the lower nine streams, and he is a lowly citizen.
"The deceased is great, and being able to say what he failed to say is respectable, how can it be regarded as losing his identity. ”
The trick of the doctor is not only in the trick that can kill and save people, but also in the fact that she can make the dead speak. Just as the belief of modern forensic medicine, for the rights of the living, for the words of the dead.
Yang Yanzuo was originally a lowly person, even if he worked for Shuntian Mansion, he was just an inferior person, and the high-ranking officials and nobles he saw had such a noble status as Bai Juntian but was also polite to them as inferior. These words made Yang Qizuo very grateful.
"Your Excellency, Pacification Envoy, ...... As long as you don't get your hands dirty, you ...... You look at it as you like, and the villain is at your disposal. ”
Yin Changxian looked at the excited work that was about to cry, and suddenly thought of what the master had said.
Well, this little fox is used to acting, and it seems to be amorous, but in fact it is the most ruthless! It seems simple and harmless, but in fact, it can kill people in the blink of an eye. The more polite she is to people, the more alienated she becomes, and all the etiquette is just to cover up her indifference. If you don't know her, you will be deceived by her appearance, thinking how approachable she is, and then her heart is dark.
Now Yin Changxian seems to understand this sentence a little, if the prince of this world wants to buy people's hearts, it is really easy to come. When Yin Changxian looked at Bai Juntian again, he only felt that this prince was really a wolf dressed in sheep's clothing by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
"The deceased is the imperial master, forty-five years old, ...... tall" Bai Jun leaned and looked at the corpse, "about seven feet four (one meter seven), the deceased's neck has obvious purple strangulation marks, up to the hairline behind the left and right ears, about nine inches long, and the lower abdomen is blue-black due to the blood falling. ”
Bai Juntian took the silver needle he had made, inserted it in his throat and abdomen respectively, and pulled it out after a while, "The deceased has no obvious injuries, ruling out the possibility of death from poisoning, the direct cause of death is strangulation, and the murder weapon is the belt of the deceased." Bai Juntian looked up again at the belt hanging from the beam, "A dead sleeve with a single cross buckle." ”
Speaking of this, Bai Juntian frowned, got up and picked up the stool that had fallen to the ground, put it under the hanging belt, looked up and down, and suddenly took a little foot, carried a light gong and flew up to the beam, looked at the traces on the beam, and then snorted.
And so it was. ”
"What did the prince see?" Yin Changxian also followed Bai Jun's appearance, looking up and down mysteriously, but he didn't see anything.
Bai Jun leaned down and patted the dust on his hands, "I can see that Shangguan's words are indeed not self-hanging, but self-hanging, which is disguised." ”