Jiang Da, the servant of the Torture Hall, was called.

He is forty years old, a native of Yangzhou Baoying, because of the introduction of people to Shuntianfu to do a work, I heard Lei Song say that his skills are good.

After saluting, Jiang Da grasped the key point and explained to Song Ning the similarities between the two cases.

"The position of the deceased being stabbed is almost the same, and the methods of killing are similar, both covering their mouths and stabbing twice from behind, and the wounds of the deceased are all consistent, the width and incision surface are similar, and the villain thinks it is the same knife."

Song Ning did not object, and felt that there was nothing wrong with their entire file: "At present, your judgment is still based on and credible. ”

Jiang Da was pleasantly surprised, blushing, it was a great honor to be praised by Song Ning. This has nothing to do with her rank, but her level, and no one can surpass her when you look at Da Zhou.

Zhang Renfu just didn't think so, and felt that Song Ning was empty, and he was hypocritical here.

"What about the results of the check? What's the catch? Song Ning asked.

Jiang Da retreated to the side, and Lei Song replied: "If you go back to your lordship, you won't gain anything." The two did not intersect at all, nor did they know each other. ”

"Wang Haiyi has a withdrawn personality, Yao Yonglin is a kind person, and everyone praises him. The former does not associate with anyone, and the latter has no enemies. ”

"These two people are craftsmen, don't you really know each other?" Song Ning asked.

Lei Song shook his head: "The subordinates also thought so, so they sorted out the relatives, friends and colleagues around them, and there was no intersection." ”

"Not even their sons and daughters-in-law."

He was very embarrassed, he had checked for so long, and he had combed through the eighteen generations of ancestors, but he didn't find anything.

"Recently, I have been busy, there have been several cases, and there are too few people. If adults can take on this big case, yes, it's really a lifesaver for us. Lei Song said.

Zhang Renfu didn't speak, this case is really not easy, he has no clue about what he investigated, just like a blind man walking, you know that there are things around you, but you can't touch it. Now go up to Song Ning to check, he really can't ask for it in his private heart.

"Send someone to show me the way, and I'll come back to you if I have a problem. Let's get busy! ”

Lei Song should be, and led Song Ning with a small catcher named Dabao: "...... Adults have seen him, when you were a pusher, he was a handyman sweeping the backyard, and last year he was accepted as a subordinate apprentice, and he was quite clever. ”

Dabao's eyes are small and he looks very smart.

"Cheng, then let's go to the Medicine King Temple first."

After resigning Qian Zhongning and a few people, Song Ning and Qiao Si, Tang Xingye and Lu Qingqing and Dabao went to Yaowang Temple together.

Yaowang Temple is not big, there is an abbot in the temple plus two monks, and the Buddha statue of Yaowang is also a little damaged, Tang Xingye introduced: "...... Because there is a new Yaowang temple further on, which is larger than this, there are many fewer pilgrims who come here. ”

Dabao found the little novice and introduced them to the appearance of the deceased at the time of discovery.

Xiao Shami said: "At that time, I finished sweeping the treasure hall and went to sweep the backyard, put the broom and came back to drink water, and I saw the king benefactor planted on the ground, and there was blood on the ground and on his body. ”

"Did you ask him to paint a portrait?" Song Ning asked.

Xiao Shami nodded: "Yes." We were going to reinvent ourselves, so we had some ideas and sizes to tell the craftsman, so we asked the artist to paint them. ”

"Does he come here often?"

"He hasn't been here. The first day we went to invite him, he came to see it, and the next day he came with painting tools, and then he was killed. ”

Song Ning raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did you find him, did you find him casually or was he introduced by others?" ”

"Whatever you want. He usually set up a stall at the entrance of Ma'an Street to sell paintings, and that day my master and I went to run errands and saw Wang Shizhu, so we asked him to come here. ”

"How much does it cost?"

Xiao Shami replied: "Originally, it was 500 yuan for a painting, the kind to be colored, but later he said that the color is more than 550 yuan." ”

"We saw that he was pitiful, and that the painting was really good, so we set this price."

Song Ning stood in front of the Buddha statue and looked at it, the whole treasure hall was not big and the light was not good, the deceased was facing the Buddha statue with his back to the door and was killed.

There aren't many people here, but they come and go freely.

There were no eyewitnesses, and the scene was clean and there were not even a single footprint.

"Is this what he painted at the time?" Song Ning took out a painting from the file.

The little novice nodded.

The drawing was outlined, and it didn't take long for it to begin.

But with a few strokes, it can still be seen that this person has a good drawing foundation.

"After he died, we went to his house to check, he has a wife, a son and a daughter, the daughter married out of the house and lived a very prosperous life, and the son followed his brother-in-law to run tea and grain trading, and his life was not bad." Dabao said, "His wife Wang Ma said that he usually doesn't move around much with people, and his personality is very withdrawn. If you want to say a good friend, that is, Zhang Zhizheng is better. ”

Song Ning looked at Dabao.

"Zhang Zhizheng, we checked him, on the morning of Wang Haiyi's death, he was also setting up a stall to sell paintings, and more than a dozen people testified before and after."

Song Ning bowed: "Just this one friend?" ”

"That's the one who counts as a friend. In addition to friends and relatives, his brothers and sisters were all cut off from him at that time, and his father-in-law's family was maintained by his wife, so he only had to paint and sell, eat some wine, or fish with Zhang Zhizheng. ”

Song Ning also looked helpless: "The victim is not afraid of having many friends and being chaotic, he is afraid that he will have nothing like this." ”

"Do you think the same way? We feel the same way, and there is the kind of victim who doesn't even know the identity, which is even more troublesome. Dabao said with a smile.

Song Ning nodded: "Let's go to the scene of the second victim to have a look." ”

Dabao should be, the group went down the mountain, entered from the southwest gate to the southeast gate, and after going out, Dabao pointed to a paddy field and said: "The deceased's name is Yao Yonglin, a carpenter, forty-two years old this year. He worked in the shop in the morning, and in the afternoon he worked for the family and scattered the rice seeds. ”

"He's down here." Dabao picked up the branch and pointed to a place, about three steps away from the ridge, there was no furrow in the field, and the flat mud and water seedling field were flat.

Song Ning looked around: "It's so open, are there no witnesses?" ”

"Not really. At noon, everyone went back to eat, and slept. However, when the person who found him pulled him up, he said that he could still catch his breath. ”

The cause of death of this deceased person was not blood loss, but drowning.

Because after being stabbed, he fell into the paddy field and drowned.

"What about his relationships?" Song Ning asked Dabao.

Dabao took out a pamphlet from himself, on which were written with charcoal, and the words were very bad, like flies crawling on ink.

"This, this villain and the adult learned, and recorded it when it was investigated." Dabao said, "Now we are all like this. ”

Song Ning said appreciatively: "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, it should be so." ”

Dabao shyly should be.

Dabao told Song Ning that they had investigated the situation of the second deceased, Yao Yonglin.

Yao Yonglin, 42 years old, is a very skilled carpenter, and now works in a furniture shop, earning a very good income, and has three sons who live outside the city and build large houses.

A few years ago, his original partner died, and now the matchmaker is telling the widow of a family, the widow has a son and a daughter, a son is ten years old, and a daughter is seven years old. The widow was born very beautiful, virtuous and capable, Yao Yonglin liked it very much, but his three sons and daughters-in-law did not agree.

He usually stays in the furniture shop to work, and sometimes sleeps in the shop at night, and his friends are also carpenters in the shop.

He is a good person, and he has brought four apprentices, and the apprentices come to give gifts every New Year's Day.

"So he looks pretty good?" Song Ning asked.

Dabao nodded: "A very enthusiastic person, he usually doesn't make enemies with others." If you want to talk about the latest conflict, it is his own marriage. ”

"But we asked his three sons, and the villain also met, although the three sons were opposed, but they were just making a fuss, the three of them were not as skilled as his father, and they wanted to rely on their father to make up for it."

Song Ning looked around, did the murderer stare at him for a long time at that time, otherwise how could it be so coincidental, in such a place, no one found out.

"Where is his home?" Song Ning Dabao.

Dabao pointed to a village in the distance: "Just that village, you have to come over with a cup of tea, this mu of land is not theirs, their fields are all on the edge of the village, this mu is just bought this year." ”

"It seems that life is really good, and I can buy a field."

Dabao should be: "This field is also owned by a carpenter in their shop, called ......" He flipped through the booklet, "It's called Jiao Yun." Last year, Jiao Yun's wife fell ill, and the family was in a hurry to spend money, so they sold the land to the deceased Yao Yonglin. ”

"Hey, your torture hall can do things now, it's so meticulous!" Tang Xingye said with a smile, "They can all compare with us." ”

Dabao smiled and said: "It's useless, we spent a lot of old nose work, so we sent to pull the ancestral grave to check the family tree, but it's useless." ”

Song Ning was ready to go back to the city.

Dabao asked, "Don't you have to go to Yao Yonglin's house to have a look?" ”

"Not yet." Song Ning said, "If his three sons have many means and methods, and kill people here, I think it will be with a certain impulsiveness, or an unexpected situation." ”

Everyone didn't understand, looked at her and waited for her to explain.

"If the murderer is an acquaintance, there must be a better alternative, killing people in this busy and unobstructed farmland, and it is almost certain that he will be witnessed. What's more, the deceased was standing in the paddy field, and the murderer wanted to kill him and get the paddy field. ”

This leaves a trace, which is not in line with his original intention of murdering others. So I think that the murderer killed Yao Yonglin, most likely a stranger, he squatted and thought it was a good time, and in the end he succeeded. ”

"Judging by his behavior, I think he's very confident and even a little conceited."

Song Ning didn't say that, and everyone didn't think about it, but after she analyzed it, everyone felt that it made sense.

"Looks like that's really the case. It's too hard to understand why the murderer picked this place to kill people. ”

It's like a murderer suddenly rushing out into the street to kill someone.

He didn't kill people with the same fate, he must have been very confident that his legs and feet were fast enough, so fast that no one could catch him.

is like the arrow of the hero in the script, killing a person in broad daylight, like entering a no-man's land.

(End of chapter)