Chapter 137: The Secret on the Silk

Song Ruilong had just been completely swept away by the smell of blood in the room, so he really didn't smell what that gray cloth was.

Song Ruilong was a little surprised and said, "Mother, are you sure this is the smell of lard?"

Zhang Meixian smelled it again and said, "It doesn't seem like it."

Song Ruilong carefully inspected the scene of the crime again, and when she was sure that nothing was missing, she asked one of the officials to draw a human figure of the deceased's body on white face, and then instructed the two officials to put the body into a black sack and carry it back to the county office.

On the other hand, Song Ruilong had already sent someone to inform Qin Hongxian to go to the yamen to identify the body.

Song Ruilong finally instructed the yamen to seal the Ding Ji Silk Village.

After Liu Tianxiong, Zhang Meixian and others returned to the yamen, Su Xianrong and Song Ruilong checked the situation again in front of the door of Ding Ji Silk Village.

Su Xianrong didn't find the flow of the bloodstains on the street, and said with some disappointment: "Brother Song, where do you think the head of the deceased is?" ”

Song Ruilong had a calm face and said, "I've been thinking about this question for a long time. The deceased was buried in the inner room of Ting Kee Silk Village, which was very small and had no windows, but was only used as a temporary resting place during the day. The deceased should have rarely rested there at night, probably because she slept in the house last night after a quarrel with her husband. ”

Su Xianrong nodded and said: "Now I also think that the female corpse is Ding Jiayi, according to the results of our inspection, we know that the door of the silk village is open, and the lock has not been broken, which means that the murderer knocked on the door and entered." After Ding Jiayi opened the door, he found that the person had bad intentions, so he resisted desperately, and when the man took out the sharp weapon he was carrying, Ding Jiayi still did not give in, and the murderer cut off Ding Jiayi's head with a knife in desperation. ”

Song Ruilong nodded and said, "Your analysis also makes sense. But to cut off a person's head, there are three conditions: first, that person's strength must be great. Second, the murder weapon in that person's hand should also be very sharp. Third, the person must be a man of great courage, who may have killed people before. Even if he hadn't killed anyone, he should have killed big animals like pigs and cows. None of these three conditions can be missing. If that man's strength was not strong enough, he could have cut off the head of the deceased with a single sword. If his murder weapon wasn't fast enough, he wouldn't have been able to cut off the head cleanly. At least he'll have to make up for it. Moreover, if that person had been very timid, he would not have been able to remove the deceased's head from the scene of the crime. ”

Su Xian couldn't help but nod and said, "Brother Song's analysis is indeed very reasonable, but there is another problem that I have never been able to figure out. ”

Song Ruilong glanced at Su Xianrong and said, "Do you want to ask why there was no blood on the ground when that person's head was taken away?" ”

Su Xianrong said: "Exactly." There must be a lot of blood on a person's head, and the murderer can't wait for the blood to drain away, or when it doesn't flow, he must have left with the head on his head. But if that's the case, there should be blood dripping from people's heads on the road. But as a result, we searched all the places in front of the Ding Ji Silk Village, but we did not find a drop of blood. ”

Song Ruilong suddenly looked like a statue, his eyes stared at the shop of Ding Ji Silk Village, and after thinking carefully, he said, "We have neglected a place. ”

Su Xianrong asked in surprise, "Which place is Brother Song referring to?" ”

Song Ruilong came back to his senses, looked down at the ground, and said, "It's impossible for a human head not to drip blood." The reason why there are no traces of blood on this street from the murderer's head when he fled for his life is because of a light rain last night. Although the rain was small, it was enough to erode the blood on the ground without any signs, and in addition, there were many vendors who came here in the morning before dawn to do business, and their footprints would rub the blood on the ground clean, so we did not come to look for the footprints and blood stains until now, and it was indeed much late. Also, the head of the deceased must have been disposed of by the murderer, and if I am not mistaken, the murderer must have used the cloth in the satin village to include the head. In this way, there will be less blood from the head. ”

Su Xianrong said: "If this is the case, it means that the time when the murderer killed was before that rain, so the murderer did not leave any traces when he fled." ”

Song Ruilong nodded and said, "It seems to be the case, but I still don't understand, why did the murderer take the deceased's head away?" ”

Su Xianrong thought about it and said, "Could it be that the murderer hated Ding Jiayi too much, so he took the head away after killing Ding Jiayi?" ”

Song Ruilong had already walked to the front of the seal as he spoke, and said, "It's hard to say yet, let's take a look at the silk village first." ”

Song Ruilong tore off the two seals, and as soon as he pushed the door, the door opened.

Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong walked directly to the tables where the silk was placed, picked up a piece of floral cloth on the top, and the two of them supported it, and after a closer look, Song Ruilong found that there was a red plum blossom in the middle of the cloth that seemed to be a little different, and the color was darker than other places.

Su Xianrong took a closer look, and Song Ruilong's eyes were in the air, and Su Xianrong said, "It's blood." This shows that the murderer did place the deceased's head on these silks, and used more than one cloth, at least five. Without five, the blood would have penetrated the fabric, and the blood would not have been so small in the end. ”

Song Ruilong pondered: "Five pieces of cloth is not a small number, and the person who can carry these five pieces of cloth on his back must also be a tall man. However, these five pieces of cloth are not so easy to dispose of, so we have to send someone to inquire about it to see if there is a large amount of cloth with blood in or outside the city of Ping'an, as long as we find those cloths, I am afraid that the heads can also be found, and if we find the heads, our case will have new progress. ”

Su Xianrong said: "Brother Song, don't be discouraged, I believe we will definitely be able to catch the real murderer." ”

After Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong walked out of Ding Ji Silk Village, they put the seal on it again, and it was not early.

The sun was about to set in the west, and Song Ruilong said: "Rongrong, let's go back to the county government first, at this time, Qin Hongxian should identify the body in the morgue, once the identity of the deceased is determined, the direction in which we solve the case will be much more accurate." ”

There are many shops on Binh Dinh Road, such as ironsmiths, clothes, porcelain, jewelry, etc., which can be said to be very many.