069 A Bloody Suit (2nd Shift)
Qiao Sujin looked at Song Ning who was blocking in front of him.
"If you rush in with a knife, not only will you not be able to kill anyone, but you will also have to put your good years into it."
"It's not over yet, and it's hard to say who wins or loses until the end."
Qiao Sujin asked, "Will you really win?" β
Song Ning said: "It's hard to say. Her words fell, and in the crowd, Dou Hua gave a thumbs up and shouted, "Director Song, good skills!" β
Song Ning smiled modestly at him and beckoned, "Come, help me take care of my friend." β
Dou Hua nodded: "Cheng!" β
Under the strange gaze of his classmates, Dou Hua ran up and took Qiao Sujin down.
In the windowless room next door, Liu Feng covered his mouth and said, "She, she smashed the window of the yamen?" β
"It's not worth your surprise as little as it is." Lu Miaomiao muttered, pushing him away from his view.
Liu Feng's mouth covered even tighter.
Outside the door, Song Ning cleared his throat, sorted out his sideburns and broken hair, raised his feet and stepped into the public hall, and clasped his fists at everyone: "Tenth Master, adults, good morning!" β
Zhao Yi, who was holding his cheeks, did not open his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were hooked with satisfaction.
Song Ning said politely: "These prisoners, good morning too!" β
Hu Qingyuan's eyes darkened angrily.
"Song Ning, you're just messing around, this is the court, get out quickly." Mei Chengqiao suppressed her voice and bombarded her, after all, an unknown friendship had been formed between them the day before yesterday.
Song Ning also took advantage of the friendship, and said with a hippie smile: "My lord, I am responsible for this case, and now I am promoted to the court for interrogation, I must listen to my inference, right?" β
Song Ning stepped forward with a smile and whispered to Mei Chengqiao across the platform: "My lord, the tenth master didn't drive me away, if you want to catch up again, it may not be as simple as guarding the door." β
Mei Chengqiao was stunned for a moment, and found that Zhao Yi was smiling at the corner of his mouth, which was much happier than just now.
Could it be that he was waiting for Song Ning just now?
Looking at Dou Wanzhao and the others again, they were also silent.
He, he's strong again?
Mei Chengqiao looked at Song Ning, the corners of his mouth trembling.
"Your Excellency agreed?" Song Ning smiled and took a few steps back, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, and a few adults." β
"As the most direct case-handling personnel in this case, I have a few points to return to you!"
"Regarding the process and details of the murderer's killing, as well as the evidence of Yunyan as an accomplice, the adults have already repeated it just now, and I was in front of the yamen that day, and I also said it in detail, so I won't go into details." Song Ning said, "In this case, for the murderer, the method of killing is very simple. β
"The reason why it's so confusing is that there was a thoughtful person who helped the killer clean up the scene."
Song Ning said: "Of course this person is Yunyan, she is guilty, but she is not a murderer." β
"You have no evidence, you've been speculating." Yunyan Road.
Hu Qingyuan rarely spoke, and said: "Yunyan, you don't have to bother talking, it's just a clown jumping off the beam." β
"Just as I told you back then, women should also study more, otherwise, they will be like this!"
Song Ning smiled: "Mr. Hu has always been high-minded and unwilling to talk to the laity, but today he opened Chrysostom to defend me." β
"You want to do it again and lead me to confess?" Hu Qingyuan said.
Song Ning shook his head: "You don't have to do it today, because even if you don't admit your guilt now, you can still be condemned!" β
Hu Qingyuan breathed a sigh.
"Catch your head with Shen Shen." Song Ning and Shen Wenyu said.
Shen Wen bowed his head and took a weighing weight, Song Ning carried this weighing stone and said to everyone: "After I compared the occipital bones of the deceased and the wounds on both sides, the murder weapon that killed Wu Ziyi was this weighing stone." β
"The two cooks in Hu Mansion also confirmed that this scale has been hanging in Wu Ziyi's room, and every time the store delivers goods, he will weigh and compare the weight."
Zhao Yi leaned lazily back in his chair and looked at her, his face expressionless, but his eyes were full of interest.
Mei Chengqiao asked, "Hanging in Wu Ziyi's room?" β
"Yes. On the wall behind his door. Song Ning looked at Hu Qingyuan and said, "At that time, it was Wu Ziyi who was locked up in the yamen for three days, and after he was released, he looked for his fiancΓ©e Qiao Sujin and begged her to leave here with him, saying that he was in danger. β
"What danger is he talking about?"
Song Ning took out a letter and showed it to everyone.
"This Rosser's farewell letter is in Wu Ziyi's hands, so I suspect that Wu Ziyi probably knows far more than he said."
He didn't tell the yamen what he knew, but the murderer didn't believe him. After seeing Qiao Sujin that day, he came back from outside and happened to meet the murderer. β
The two were talking in Wu Ziyi's room, maybe there was a quarrel, in short, the murderer was in a panic, grabbed the scale at the door, and smashed it into the back of Wu Ziyi's head. With such an injury, it was difficult for Wu Ziyi to resist at that time. β
So, the murderer chased him twice, and Wu Ziyi died on the spot.
"The murderer dropped the scale, and as with every murder, he left without looking back. So, as every time, someone helped him clean up the mess. β
After Song Ning finished speaking, he looked at Hu Qingyuan and said, "Mr. Hu, if I miss it, welcome to add!" β
Hu Qingyuan turned his face away and didn't speak.
"No wonder Miss Song entered Wu Ziyi's room that day to check. What Miss Song said is not wrong, what happened is probably like this. Jin Guangyu answered, "I didn't expect that this scale is still there, I thought I lost it." β
Jin Guangyu spoke, with a smile on his face and a determined expression.
"The financial steward is just dealing with the aftermath, and he doesn't have to admit his guilt." Song Ning smiled and said, "Your husband's good habits are really helpful, because what he didn't lose was not only the scale, but also something." β
Jin Guangyu's face changed, and Hu Qingyuan's eyes gradually sank, looking at Duan Yi who was coming in with a tray.
The tray was covered with cloth, but through the cloth, he suddenly thought of something.
"What?" Yun Yan asked.
Song Ning untied the cloth on the tray and said, "It's Mr. Hu's robe!" β
She said, brushing her robe off.
It is a azure plain brocade robe, the workmanship is very elegant, and it matches Hu Qingyuan's temperament very well, but at this moment, this robe made everyone gasp.
On the robe, from the chest to the hem of the robe, almost the entire face was covered with blood.
"This blood stain from the chest to the hem of the clothes is a typical spurt of blood." Song Ning led it to show everyone, "This dress was found in Hu Qingyuan's room, this is really thanks to Mr. Hu's good habit of not losing his personal belongings." β
"Now, although I have put in a little effort, I have finally gained something."
"With this, does Mr. Hu think I still need to induce a confession?"
Dou Wanzhao sighed heavily, he didn't expect Hu Qingyuan to even keep the clothes for killing.
What kind of habit is this, even if you are reluctant to throw away your personal belongings, you will not keep a bloody dress until today!
Outside the public hall, Mingzhu's students were silent, and their eyes were staring at the dress.
The others became agitated, and some said, "With this matter, he has to confess his sin even if he doesn't admit it." β
"You're fake!" Hu Qingyuan suddenly said loudly, "It's not wrong that the clothes are mine, but this bloodstain is not." β
Yun Yan also said: "I packed this dress for my husband last year, and he hasn't taken it out this year, how can there be blood stains." β
"Now, do you want to deny it again?" Song Ning sneered, "The murder weapon, the witness, the murder clothes...... There are so many things, are you still going to deny it? β
"Why do you have the confidence to deny it?" Song Ning said loudly to Hu Qingyuan, "No one will defend you, it is impossible for Lord Dou to defend you if he is upright, and it is impossible for Lord Mei to defend you if he enforces the law impartially." β
The two adults glanced at each other and turned their faces away.
They want to maintain.
"It's up to you now." After Song Ning finished speaking, he turned around sharply, clenched his fists and said to Mei Chengqiao, "The witnesses, evidence, and murder weapons are all available, please discern them!" β
"The main offender Hu Qingyuan, the accomplices Jin Guangyu and Yunyan, please sentence them in accordance with the law."
Mei Chengqiao stared at the bloody robe, his brows trembling.
"I said, no way!" Yun Yan suddenly stood up, snatched the clothes in Song Ning's hand, and pulled hard like crazy, "Impossible, the bloodstains on this are fake from you." β
"No, I searched it out of Hu Qingyuan's room."
"Fake, fake!" Yun Yan repeated the words, trying to pull it, but the clothes were too thick, she couldn't pull it at all, "Impossible, it's fake, fake." β
Song Ning suddenly changed his words and asked, "Why is it fake, was it really thrown away by you, or was it washed?" β
"I ......" Yun Yan blurted out back to her, but she couldn't hold back halfway through the words, she suddenly understood that Song Ning was cheating her with a piece of extra clothes, she said to Mei Chengqiao, "My lord, Kuaishou is to be an accomplice, and she must not be spared." β
Song Ning smiled and said indifferently: "If I fake, I am willing to be punished." β
"You!" Yun Yan suddenly found that she was facing the evidence in her hand that was obviously fake, but she couldn't do anything, she couldn't deny it, the blood stains on it were not.
"Proof, you prove it's fake!" Someone shouted at the door.
"Yes, yes, I keep saying it's false, but I can't say why it's false, it's true."
Song Ning nodded in agreement.
"I prove it!" Suddenly, Su Moru, who had been kneeling, said loudly, "I prove it!" β
Everyone's eyes brushed on her.
"Moru?!" Yun Yan's face turned pale for a moment, and Hu Qingyuan also looked at his beloved disciple with an unpredictable expression.
Song Ning walked over with his hands in his hands, squatted and looked at Su Moru, and said, "Miss Su, what do you want to prove?" β
Su Moru looked at her.
Song Ning smiled at her and said, "Please speak." β
"I want to prove that this dress is real!" Su Moru was almost word by word, and his voice was extremely deep, as if he had exhausted his life's strength.
Song Ning smiled.
"Su Moru, are you crazy?!" Yun Yan shouted in a lost voice.