All three of them were not well dressed. Two women, one of whom was about fifty years old, was tall and stout.

The other woman was much younger, twenty-eight or nineteen years old, with a lean figure and dark and rough skin.

The man was also in his fifties, not tall, and looked like a lean peasant.

It should be Ye Yong's parents and wife.

"My son!" Ye Yong's mother threw herself on her son, and his father also sat on the ground in horror and shed tears.

But Ye Yong's wife covered her mouth, whining and crying, but she didn't howl.

"My lord, this is Ye Yong's parents and wife." Min Anbang introduced.

Song Ning bowed his head and didn't disturb the family of three, making them cry.

She walked out around the wall, outside the wall is still a yard, facing the back of the inverted seat, the inverted seat has no door, and the wall is only paved with thorns, it is difficult for people to climb over the wall, and the security is quite high.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yi came with Xiao Tian Ma Liu and Yang Changgen, "Xiao Tian called us here, and he couldn't tell what was going on. ”

As he spoke, he handed her her tool backpack.

Song Ning put his back on his back, looked at him and asked, "Why are you here, Shen Zhutou?" ”

"In the morning, someone reported a dispute with the official, and he went to deal with it and was not in the yamen. Can I come? Zhao Yi straightened out his new beautiful head-catching robe.

Song Ning's head shook like a rattle, and he didn't dare to object to his boasting: "Okay, absolutely okay." ”

"Well, let's do something." Zhao Yi said.

Song Ning said to him: "I won't do the autopsy first, and I'll talk about it when I go back." ”

"You're in charge of finding someone to return the body to the yamen."

Zhao Yi twisted his eyebrows and said, "Okay." ”

Saying that, he went to run errands.

Song Ning walked around with the burden on his back and returned to the place where the deceased was lying, the Ye family of three was still crying, but Ye Yong's father was in a somewhat stable mood.

"My lord, Lord Song." When Ye Yong's father saw Song Ning, he stepped forward on his knees, kowtowed, and said, "Please let my son be the master." ”

Song Ning asked him to get up: "What do you call the old man?" ”

"The villain Ye inherited and is Ye Yong's father." Ye Jiji cried and introduced, "This is Ye Yong's mother, Ye Su, and this is Ye Yong's daughter-in-law, Ye Qian." ”

Song Ning bowed his head and asked, "You let me be the master, what are you doing?" ”

"My lord, the villain is a bricklayer, if this wall is not pushed by people, the villain walks with his head." Ye Jida took a step forward and pushed the wall, "My lord, take a look, a wall is really pressed into three pieces and turns his head, the viscosity of this glutinous rice, not to mention the wall is the city wall." ”

"This has to be pushed, and it's a corner place, and you can't be alone, at least with the strength of two men."

As he spoke, he ran to the other corner and pushed hard, but the wall did not move.

He is an insider, and what he said is all on point, Song Ning agreed with his statement: "The cause of death will be re-examined, and you and your family will first confirm whether Ye Yong has lost his property." ”

Ye Jiji didn't think about it and said: "He goes out every day and only brings five yuan to eat." Losing your possessions is not a matter of time. ”

Ye Yong didn't have any money in his pocket, so it should have been spent.

"What kind of person does Ye Yong usually look like? What is the personality? ”

"He's stuffy." Ye inherited and said, "You can't beat a fart with a stick, and you know how to do things all day long." ”

"If you don't believe it, you ask a few masters here."

Tao San and Zhang Derun all nodded. Zhang Derun said: "This is the third time that the villain and Ye Yong have been working in one family, he is really boring, and he doesn't go out, he goes home as soon as it gets dark." ”

"Drinking?"

"Don't drink it. The one who picks the door will die, and it costs money to drink, but he doesn't spend other people's money, and others don't want to drink a glass of his wine. ”

After they finished speaking, Ye Jiji did not object: "My son is really picky, like his mother." ”

Ye Sushi raised his head and scolded at his old man: "When has this happened, you still talk about whether you can pick it out or not, you talk to adults about serious things." ”

"Isn't that talking to adults?"

Ye Sushi was not satisfied, wiped his tears and kowtowed to Song Ning, and shouted: "My lord, my son's living people came here to do things, but now he is dying here." Either way, they're going to lose money. ”

"He's the breadwinner of our family now. We are a family of five, so we are waiting for him to raise it with our mouths open. ”

Song Ning felt that this request was not too much, and she replied: "When the case is clear, we will naturally discuss the matter of compensation." ”

"It's too early to ask for talks."

"Then when will we find out, my son is dead, how can our family of five live?" Ye Sushi said and lay on his son and cried, "My son, how can you bear to leave, you are gone, what should your mother do." ”

"Your children are still so young, who will feed them?"

Song Ning frowned and said to Ye Jiji: "Let her rest, don't be too sad." ”

Ye Ji should be, go up and pull Ye Su to let her stop howling.

Song Ning then looked at Ye Qian's family.

She kept kneeling and shedding tears, but she didn't make a sound, and she didn't pounce on her to cry.

"He's deaf and dumb." Ye Jiji saw Song Ning looking at his daughter-in-law and explained, "She was sick when she was a child, and she was deaf and dumb. ”

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Ye Qian guessed that she was talking about her, and was busy kowtowing to Song Ning.

"It's okay, get up." Song Ning said to the Ye family, "If you want to carry him back to the yamen first, all the relevant people should also go to the yamen to record a confession." ”

Everyone responded one after another, and carried Ye Yong to the yamen together.

Song Ning kept Zhang Derun.

"He stayed here for the night last night?" Song Ning and Zhang Derun went to the house where they worked yesterday.

The main hall of the house is stacked with timber, and the floor is covered with shavings.

"Normally we all go home, but yesterday he said that if there is something in the evening, he will stay here and do things early in the morning." Zhang Derun said, "You see, the work of the Min Guan's family is as good as the work of a wardrobe and four footstools in this room. ”

Song Ning went into the left and right rooms to check, and there was a kang in the room but no cover.

"Where is he staying?"

"The kang can be fired, light the shavings and add some waste wood, it can last for one night, and the day is warm, and the night is not cold."

Song Ning touched the kang, the kang was cold, went around to the back to check, there was no ash, obviously Ye Yong didn't burn it yesterday.

She walked around the courtyard without a clue.

"Let's go to the yamen to record a confession first." Song Ning said to Zhang Derun.

Zhang Derun should have followed Song Ning to the yamen, and Song Ning asked as he walked: "You have been doing things together for seven days, has anyone come to talk to him?" ”

"Nope. Not to mention this time, even the first two times we did things together, I didn't see him walking around with anyone. Zhang Derun said, "My lord, he is too picky, who is willing to walk around with him?" ”

Song Ning nodded.

When the group arrived at the Yamen, Zhao Yizheng, Song Yuanshi and Ma Liu were recording confessions to everyone.

Song Ning went to the house.

Ye Yong's body was parked on the desk, she changed her clothes and carefully examined the autopsy.

There were no more details, and the conclusion was the same as the result of her rough examination.

The cause of death was a wound to the back of the head, and the fracture was obvious, and to such an extent, without treatment, most of them would die.

"What was the result, what was the cause of death?" Zhao Yi stood at the door for a while, thought about it and walked in, Song Ning explained to him, and said, "How do you feel?" ”

Zhao Yi looked at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you teaching me?" ”

"Ahem." He was not upset, but cleared his throat and replied, "I think someone killed him, the deceased has no external injuries and no signs of fighting, someone should have hit him on the back of the head by surprise, and after he fell, he smashed his forehead again." ”

"Looking at the extent of the injury, it's mostly a hammer."

Song Ning said: "I don't think it's strange, the murderer killed him, why did he tear down the wall?" ”

Zhao Yi stood in front of the deceased and said thoughtfully: "The murderer is trying to cover up? ”

"If it's to cover up, such a cover-up is too child's play." Song Ning said.

But an autopsy will show that it is impossible for a wall to fall down and kill a person, resulting in such serious injuries to the back of the head and forehead.

Zhao Yi felt it made sense and asked, "Why is that?" ”

Song Ning shrugged: "I don't know." What about you, did you ask about the usefulness of the question? ”

"Nope. The deceased was dull and barely spoken. The deceased's mother was very spicy, and when she was asked, she made a gesture to hit Ye Qian. ”

"How many carpenters?"

Zhao Yi replied: "The carpenter didn't see anything wrong, and the content of what he said was almost the same, so I don't think there was anything to hide." ”

"Okay." Song Ning nodded, "In the afternoon, I will go to the deceased's house to have a look, sort out the deceased's social networking, and you are responsible for taking people to ask the neighbors nearby, whether there are any suspicious witnesses, or what can be heard." ”

Zhao Yi wanted to go to the deceased's house with her, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help it, he was now Zhao Zhutou, so he nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Song Ning covered the deceased, was suddenly stunned, and carefully pulled the hair on the deceased's forehead.

"How?" Zhao Yi stepped forward and saw Song Ning twisting a silver-white piece from the root of his hair, "What is it?" ”

Song Ning shook his head: "Turn his head aside and see if there is anything in the back of his head." ”

Zhao Yi opened the deceased's head sideways, searched the injured area, and found two silver-white fragments.

It's small, like a barb on the skin of a fingernail, and if it weren't for the fact that the light happened to be silvery white, it would not have been noticeable.

"What's left over from the murder weapon?" Zhao Yi looked at Song Ning.

Song Ning nodded: "If you are so suspicious for the time being, ask others if you know first." ”