As soon as the words fell, Xia Jing immediately said: "This is where she is smart, first find someone to injure the husband of the people's wife, and then she will kill people, how can the husband of the people's wife fight back if he is injured?" ”

Ye Chuliang shook his head helplessly, "Okay, just as you are right, he is injured and can't fight back, then he won't just stand and wait for me to stab, won't he struggle?" ”

"Excuse me, is there any trace of Qiu Er's struggle?" Ye Chuliang looked at Qi Zuo and asked.

He was stunned for a moment, and then said with some uncertainty: "This...... There is no ...... under the "

"Can you please help me see clearly, this is a matter of life and death for women." Ye Chuliang said earnestly.

Waiting for the autopsy results was a long time for Ye Chuliang, and she didn't have much of a mood to observe the expression on Xia Jing's face, so naturally she couldn't see the horror flashing in her eyes.

Soon he staggered again, and he arched his hand and said: "My lord, the deceased Qiu Lao Er has no traces of struggle, the wound is on the left side of the chest, and his subordinates think that he should have been stabbed to death while lying on the bed, because Liu Zhutou came back and said that his head was hanging on the side of the bed, and he thought that it would be impossible to be stabbed if he stood in this position." ”

"Excuse me, is there only one wound? Can the wound be deep or shallow? Ye Chuliang didn't let go of any small clues.

"There was only one wound, the wound was deep to the bottom of the heart, and a single knife was fatal. As for the shape of the wound, it seems that the knife should be inserted from left to right, because the wound on the right is deeper. He thought about it and said affirmatively.

Ye Chuliang looked at Wu Bing and said, "My lord, may I ask if what the adult said can be done to prove it?" ”

"Of course you can, Lao Wu has been working in our Huanxi Town for decades, and of course what he said has been substantiated." Wu Bing said.

"In that case, please allow the women to ask the adults a question." Ye Chuliang said.

Xia Jing probably sensed that something was wrong, she quickly stood up, and said with a shrew-like expression: "Hmph, I just said that your lordship has a good relationship with Ye Chuliang, otherwise how could she be allowed to act arbitrarily in the court." ”

At this time, there were many people standing outside the public hall watching, Xia Jing ran to the courtyard after speaking, and said loudly with an aggrieved face: "Let's take a look, this county master colluded with Ye Chuliang and bullied me, a weak woman." ”

After Xia Jing finished speaking, she fell to the ground with a thud, crying and grabbing the ground, "Second brother, you died too unjustly, and now the murderer still wants to mislead the county magistrate and try to get away with it, if you have a spirit in the sky, show up quickly, and kill the murderer who killed you with a thunderbolt." ”

There was already a commotion in the crowd, Wu Bing looked at Ye Chuliang in embarrassment, then stood up and said loudly: "In view of the fact that there are still many doubts in this case, this official has decided to wait until there are new clues before ascending to the court and withdrawing." ”

A shocking sound made Xia Jing, who originally wanted to make trouble, no longer have a choice, and she could only watch as the official pressed Ye Chuliang back to the prison again.

……

Ye Chuliang, who returned to the cell, asked people to find him in the name of Wu Bing.

"Uncle Wu, I know that you are an old man, and you must have a lot of experience, do you think the murderer of this murder will be a left-hander?" Ye Chuliang asked straight to the point.

He was unsteady and shook twice, but fortunately, the janitor brought him a stool in time so that he could stabilize his body.

"I said Old Man Wu, you should also go home to retire, your son will not come to replace your position, play at home all day, and you will not talk about it."

"He's still young, still young......"

"I'm in my thirties, and I'm still young......"

The janitor shook his head helplessly and left.

He coughed twice, leaned on the wooden fence and said: "Miss Chuliang, you are right, this murderer is indeed a left-hander, from the method of using the knife and the angle of insertion, I have long seen it, but I have never dared to say it." ”

"Why don't you dare to say it?" Ye Chuliang was a little puzzled.

"You don't know, our county commander's nephew is a left-hander, and he also had a grudge against this second enemy in his early years, and even threatened to kill him back then, so I ......" The face of the man was still a little embarrassed.

"Where is the nephew of the prefectural magistrate now?"

"Of course it's in Lu Mansion to help, he has been a courtyard caretaker in Lu Mansion for many years."

Ye Chuliang's words made Ye Chuliang feel shocked: Sure enough, this matter was involved in the people of Lu Mansion again.

After nightfall, Dongfang Yanhe and Hongshao Cat came to Qiu Lao's house again.

I thought that there had been a death in this house, and no one would dare to sleep in a short time, but I didn't expect to see the lights on in his house from a distance.

The two of them tumbled into the yard and quietly jumped onto the roof.

Gently lifting a piece of tile, the scene in the house is fully visible.

Xia Jing's face was happy, she was on the stool with one foot, her hands were peeling something on the table, and she kept throwing it into her mouth.

The two children stood trembling aside, watching Xia Jing eat, and they couldn't help but chirp.

"If you want to eat, okay, as long as you can help me kill that Ye Chuliang, my mother will give you everything." Xia Jing looked like a smile.

"Mother, Aunt Chu Liang is a good person, we can't kill her." The little girl said innocently after being stabbed in the back with the boy's hand.

Xia Jing coldly shook the little girl's big mouth, "Outsiders are all good people, only your mother and I are a bad person, right?" ”

"Mother, that's not what my sister meant." The boy took the little girl's hand and tried to pull her behind him.

"What's that?" Xia Jing turned her head and glared at the boy.

"I've really been moldy for eight lifetimes, and I've given birth to the burden of you two stumbling girls, if it weren't for your mother, I would have gone to live a good life a long time ago." After Xia Jing finished speaking, she didn't forget to knock heavily on their heads several times.

"Mother, now that my father is dead, if you want to live a good life, then my brother will be left to me to take care of." The girl is only seven or eight years old, but she speaks like an adult.

Xia Jing's face was originally a little secretly happy, but it quickly returned to an angry expression, and she pushed the girl to the ground, "Little girl, do you want everyone to point at the back of the old lady and scold?" Who the hell are you like, why are your eyes so dark? ”

"Mother, my sister just wants to help my mother, not what my mother thinks." The boy stepped forward to block the girl's body, and he shook his head nervously, trying to defend his sister.

But Xia Jing didn't seem to hear, she walked over and twisted the boy up and threw it aside.

Xia Jing's feet kicked heavily on the girl's body, and although she was stubborn, although she had tears in her eyes, she didn't let it fall in the end, and the young boy standing aside couldn't help but sobbed softly.