Chapter 128 entered the house to check

"If the husband dies without mourning, there must be a secret in this. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Zhou Ning can't conclude that the person must have been killed by Pan, but Pan is sure that there is a major suspicion.

Zhou Ning couldn't let go of a trace of suspicion, since she suspected that she was the murderer, she had to be taken to the county government to await trial first, in case she committed suicide or left the country.

"嗳 (音ǎi)" Qin Jin thought about it carefully and felt that Zhou Ning was too subjective. Judging that Pan is a murderer based on a single cry and is directly arrested is a bit of a fuss.

"Brother Xian, you may be too nervous." Qin Jin thinks that Zhou Ning's analysis is not entirely correct: "There are only two husbands and wives in the Pan family, what contradictions are there to make you live and die?" Besides, if Wang Qing really died of a sudden illness, it is normal for Pan's to panic and fear, after all, she is a woman, and there is no one to help her at home, so she is inevitably afraid of guarding the cold corpse alone. ”

Zhou Ning shook his head, he would not make concessions to anyone in the matter of judging the case. If you want to convince him, you have to speak with evidence.

"What the adults said is also reasonable, but Wang Qing has been dead for nearly an hour, if Pan is afraid, why don't he run out and ask the neighbors for help? An hour is not a short time, what is she doing at home alone? Even if she cried, she cried late. ”

"Maybe she's been crying, but we've heard her cry since we entered the village, how do you know when she started crying?" Qin Jin just felt that Zhou Ning was too conceited.

Zhou Ning argued on the basis of reason: "She cries clearly, if she cries for a long time, can she still cry so loudly?" Won't your voice be hoarse if you cry so loudly? ”

Pan's voice was not dumb, it was Qin Jin who was dumb, and Qin Jin was speechless when asked by Zhou Ning. Qin Jin opened his mouth and didn't make a sound after all, okay, I can't say anything about you.

Although Qin Jin was speechless, he did not agree with Zhou Ning's judgment. It is very difficult for a woman to kill a man, not to mention how can it be determined that Wang Qing died without any evidence?

Lip service is not kung fu, Qin Jin is too lazy to argue with Zhou Ning. If it is really as Zhou Ning said, then Qin Jin's more words now are equivalent to slapping himself in the face. If what Zhou Ning said was completely wrong, Qin Jin would be self-contained if he said less now, and the facts would naturally slap Zhou Ning in the face.

Wang Qing's house is not too far, and he will soon be there. I saw that the gate was empty, the door was closed, the courtyard was very neat, and there were a few bunches of bright red peppers hanging under the eaves.

There was a string of burnt paper hanging outside the gate, and Qin Jin and Zhou Ning both turned their heads to look at the string of burnt paper. The burning paper has a name called Tongtian paper, also called the year paper, which determines how many pieces to wear according to the age of the deceased.

They glanced at it, and it was only about forty, it seemed that Wang Qing was around forty years old, and he died early in the prime of life, which is really regrettable.

Some of the people in the neighborhood leaned on the window to look out, and some hid behind the door to look out. Wang Qing's family first cried today, and then broke into a group of officials, and later heard that Wang Qing was dead.

Everyone came over to visit and help the Pan family take care of Wang Qing's funeral, but they didn't expect the group of officials to go and return just now, and as soon as they entered the house, they arrested the Pan family.

There was only one corpse left in Wang Qing's house to watch the house, and everyone naturally dispersed. Not long after they returned home, there was such a large group of officers and soldiers in front of Wang Qing's house, no one could guess what was going on, and they were all curious and did not dare to go out to see the excitement.

"Brother Xian, please." Qin Jin must have a good understanding of Zhou Ning's investigation method, he doesn't believe that he was said by Zhou Ning once, and Zhou Ning said it again and again.

He could expect that someone died in Wang Qing's family, but he expected the wrong time of death, so he suspected that it was Pan who killed her husband, Qin Jin felt that Zhou Ning's statement was too far-fetched.

Qin Jin didn't argue too much with Zhou Ning just now, but he was always more energetic in his heart.

Zhou Ning glanced back, and the crowd blocked the street in front of Wang Qing's house. He ordered Baozheng Cao Yuanjie to follow in, and the rest waited outside.

Since the person died in the house, this is likely to be the first scene of the crime, and if so many people all pour into the house, it will inevitably destroy some important clues.

"Lord Qin, please." As soon as Zhou Ning stretched out his hand, the officials beside him hurriedly stepped forward and pushed open the door.

The two officials led the way in front, and Zhou Ning and Qin Jin walked towards the door with square steps. The door was just closed, not locked, and the servant pulled the door open.

Maybe it's because I know that there are corpses in the house, and as soon as I open the door, I feel a gloomy atmosphere, and although the officials are bold, their scalps are numb.

Wang Qing stopped straight in the middle of the ground in a shroud, his head against the wall, his feet against the door, and his face covered with a white cloth. Facing him was an offering table, on which there was an incense burner, offerings, and a poured meal.

In a hurry, he didn't even get a spirit card, only a small blank wooden board that seemed to have just been planed and had not yet been written was placed on the table.

The official moved a chair, brushed the surface of the chair, and said to Qin Jin, "Sir, you sit." ”

Qin Jin sat down as soon as he lifted his official robe, and looked at Zhou Ning quietly to see how he could investigate. Zhou Ning just circled around Wang Qing's corpse, without any valuable discoveries, and did not lift the cloth to take a look.

The autopsy is a fake thing, and Lu Qing may be able to see something, but Zhou Ning is really not good at it. Unless there were obvious outward injuries, he couldn't detect anything.

Zhou Ning knew that he was not good at it, and he also knew that it was impossible for Wang Qing to have obvious external injuries. His shroud was put on with the help of Lin Zhu's headband, and if there were obvious scars, he was suspicious at that time.

Zhou Ning looked at the furnishings in the house, which was not messy, and there was no sign of a fight. He looked at the only big bed in the room, and Wang Qing should have died on this bed.

The bedding on the bed had been folded back and placed neatly at the head of the bed. Zhou Ning saw a messy mess under the bed, and ordered someone to take it out to check.

It turned out to be Wang Qing's clothes, and some officials pointed out that these were taken off from Wang Qing's body. Zhou Ning shook it off one by one, and there were no dead folds on his clothes, nor did he scratch the threads.

If he writhes violently when he is dying, his clothes will inevitably be left with dead folds, and if he struggles violently, his clothes may be scratched.

There was no flaw in his clothes, and it could only be inferred that he did not have very exaggerated body movements when he died. Zhou Ning's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and the corners of Qin Jin's mouth became more and more curled.

"Cao Baozheng, is this Wang Qing sitting on the ground or moving out? What do you do? How is their relationship as husband and wife? "Zhou Ning must first understand the basic situation of Wang Qing's family.

Cao Yuanjie never expected that the two adults would come over today and happen to run into someone dead in Qinghe Village, and he was afraid that the two adults would blame him.