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Chapter 59: Exclusion of Suspects 2222251 Forecourt.

Seeing Mrs. Han's arrival, everyone got out of the way and stood neatly.

Madame Han walked up the steps in front of the hall, glanced at everyone, and said slowly, "Lan Hui is dead. I'm sure you've just seen that. I can't imagine that our Hanfu is hiding such a ruthless and terrible murderer, and it is right next to us. When I think about this, I can't help but shudder. Today, I will definitely find out this murderer and give you an explanation. Since the body was found in the Han Mansion, everyone in the Han Mansion is suspected of committing a crime. So, I'm here today to call you all together to check them one by one. ”

"It's all Madame's orders!" said the crowd in unison.

Mrs. Han sat down under the eaves leaning on a mahogany carved chaise longue, and said to the guards, "Search it." Show me carefully, and don't let go of the slightest suspicion. ”

The guards began to examine everyone's hands one by one. Han Moyu stood aside, observing everyone carefully.

"You, come out!" said the guard.

A middle-aged maid walked out with a face of sincere fear, stood aside, looked at everyone with an embarrassed face, mustered up the courage to step forward, and whispered to the guard: "I am doing rough work to grind out the blister, do you want to come out?"

Seeing that the guards did not answer, they had to retreat timidly.

"And you!" the guard pulled another man out of the crowd. Also a woman. I saw her trembling and threw herself on the ground, crying and saying, "Madame Mingjian, the slave maid has been washing clothes every day for the past few days, and she has soaked her hands in this ice water all day long, and her hands are swollen ......."

Mrs. Han glanced at the servant girl coldly, and the handmaid was so frightened that she got up trembling and stood aside honestly.

"You come out too!" the guard pointed to another person, only to see an elderly man with a hunchback in sight. The manservant knelt down tremblingly, and stammered: "Madam, the villain, the villain's hand was accidentally scratched by firewood when he was chopping wood......

"And you!" the guard pointed to another person. When Han Moyu looked at it, he saw that the man was trembling all over, and only after a moment did he take a step out, lowering his head as if he was pondering, and did not complain. Han Moyu recognized that person was the rough maid of the Han Mansion, Mo Chunzhu, the person who looked a little similar to the nurse.

Han Moyu's heart was raised, and she looked at Mo Chunzhu intently. I saw Mo Chunzhu raise his head and said slowly: "Mrs. Huiyu, since she was punished as a rough slave, the slave and maid do some rough work on weekdays, and their hands must not be as smooth as before. Some minor injuries are also natural. ”

Mrs. Han glanced at Mo Chunzhu, Guo Cuier hurriedly understood, stepped forward and shouted: "Stand down, you will have your own time to distinguish later!"

The guard turned around and replied, "Madam, the villain has found out all the servants who are wounded on their hands, please make a decision." ”

Madame Han's gaze swept over everyone, and she said, "Which of you did it?" If you are willing to stand up and accept it at this time, I will remember the former master-servant relationship and leave you a whole corpse. If I find him, I will gouge out his eyes, nose and tongue, chop off his limbs, cut off his limbs, cut him with a thousand knives, and put him in the winemaker to pickle and make him into drunkard meat! Tell them, who did it? Stand up for me!

When Han Moyu heard this, he only felt a bad cold coming, and his whole body was wet with cold sweat. She didn't dare to look at her mother's grim face anymore, so she had to look elsewhere.

At this glance, I saw that everyone who stood up was trembling and unsteady on their feet. Mo Chunzhu's face was even more snow-white. But not a single person came forward to confess the crime.

Mrs. Han said, "Okay, very good, you don't want to admit it, do you?" and turned to the servant and said, "I have to trouble you to help see how the scars on their hands came from." ”

He agreed, and walked over to look at them one by one. I saw that he pondered for a while, looked left and right for a while, shook his head for a while, and turned his head to look at the next one. When he arrived in front of Mo Chunzhu, he looked at it for a long time, turned around and took a few steps forward, and said to Mrs. Han: "Mrs. Han, the scars on this person's hands are very suspicious!"

"How?" asked Madame Han.

"This woman has burns on her hands, and they are all in the palm of her hand, and at a glance, you can't see anything wrong. But on closer inspection, she had a deep mark on the side of her hands, in a horizontal line, and five fingers on the belly of her fingers. The scar was thick and rough, and it looked like a scar caused by the friction of holding something tightly. And the scar on the little finger of both hands is deeper than the scar near the thumb, which can be seen to be caused by dragging something. ”

Mo Chunzhu knelt on the ground and cried: "Madam, please be aware of it! The scars on the slave maid's hands were really accidentally burned while doing rough work! Look at it, the palms of my hands are full of blisters! Besides, which of the rough workers in this yard has rough and swollen hands that are not rough and swollen, and have scars of one kind or another...... The slave is really wronged......"

"Tell me, how did I wronged you?!" Mrs. Han got up, stepped forward, stood in front of Mo Chunzhu and asked, "For no reason, how can you burn your palms? This is too much to say, isn't it? If it is forgivable to burn one hand, then what about both hands? Are they burned? What kind of work do you do to burn your palms?"

"This ......" Mo Chunlan hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly cried and said: "The slave maid was heating oil that day and preparing to fry some of the snacks that the young master loved to eat, but at this time, the stove went out and smoked. The slave maid was careless for a while, reached out and grabbed the ears of the oil pot, intending to move the oil pot and poke the stove, but unexpectedly burned her hands...... Madam, it's really not the slave who did it, the slave and the maid are wronged, please Mrs. Mingjian......"

Mrs. Han stepped forward and reached out and grabbed Mo Chunzhu's wrist, looked at it carefully, and shouted angrily: "Cheap, you still dare to quibble?! This scar is clearly a new wound on top of an old injury, and you are trying to cover up the old injury with a new injury? !

"Madame Mingjian!" Mo Chunzhu cried: "Please think about it carefully, the slave maid and Lan Hui's girl have always had a very good relationship, and there is no injustice or hatred, why should the slave and maid harm her! Besides, the marks on Lan Hui's neck are thin and deep, and the marks on the slave and maid's hands are thick and rough, how can it be that the slave and the maid harmed her?!"

"Oh?" Mrs. Han stared at Chunzhu coldly, only to see Mo Chunzhu quickly lower her head, Mrs. Han sneered and asked, "How do you know that the scar on Lan Hui's neck is thin and deep?

"This ......" Mo Chunzhu paused for a moment and said: "The slave maid is bold, when the autopsy was just done, after the slave maid heard what the maid said, she saw Lan Hui's scar at a glance. The slave maid thought, something like this happened, everyone was very concerned just now, and there should be more than one slave and maid who saw Lan Hui's scars......"

"Dare to quibble!" Mrs. Han laughed angrily, stretched out her hand and slapped Mo Chunzhu, and said, "Pull open the braid in front of her ear for me!"