Huang's face was stunned, and he stared blankly at the gold medal in front of him.

Even though the sky was gloomy, there was still a little light on the gold medal, which made her unable to open her eyes.

She lifted the handkerchief and wanted to wipe the corners of her eyes, but the hand trembled too much, and with a "whew", the handkerchief was blown off by the wind and fell on the green brick floor.

She was slightly startled, and was about to lean over to pick it up, but someone moved faster than her, and a slender and powerful hand had already picked up the handkerchief and handed it back to her.

"Don't be afraid, take it." has a sound like a mountain spring, and it makes people's hearts calm for no reason.

Huang took the handkerchief in a trance, subconsciously pressed it to his mouth and nose, and his voice was slightly muffled: "It turned out ...... It turned out that the rumor was true. ”

She stared directly at the gold medal in Chen Ying's hand, and her expression was even more stunned than Fang Cai.

"I'm going to go in and check it out, please don't stop me." Chen Ying spoke again and walked forward.

Huang stood at the door of the house, his expression did not mean to stop him, but his body did not move, and the trance on his face became more and more obvious.

Chen Ying knew that she was a little slow to react after being frightened continuously, so she turned around and beckoned to Zhishi, and commanded in a low voice: "You and Xunzhen help Mrs. He to go to the porch to rest." After speaking, he turned to Feng's mother: "Mom, come with me." ”

The two maids were busy, and they both helped Huang to go outside, and Huang was a little confused, and he didn't know how to resist, so he had to be sent to the lintel of the stool to rest, and Feng's mother followed Chen Ying forward.

couldn't take two steps, but Chen Ying stopped again, looked at the housekeeper's mother who was guarding the courtyard gate, and asked, "Mother's surname?" ”

The mother was better than the Huang family, although she was also frightened, she replied very quickly, and when she heard the voice, she immediately bowed down and said, "Back girl, the slave's surname is Niu." ”

Chen Ying nodded, slowed down her voice and said, "Mother Lao Niu's driver, please take care of the courtyard gate, don't let insignificant people come in." Of course, if an official from the government comes, you can't stop it. Besides," she said, turning to the two slumped servants on the ground, she raised her voice slightly, "and I'll question them later, don't let them go." ”

"Good...... Okay, Miss Chen. Mother Niu stammered a little and stood by the door.

Chen Ying looked around and soon noticed that there were many messy footprints on the ground, including under the corridor.

In recent days, it has been raining and the ground is damp, but the footprints are very clear, but there are so many footprints that it is impossible to tell who is whom.

The site was destroyed.

Chen Ying sighed in her heart, took out her usual gloves from her sleeves, nodded to Feng's mother, and pushed the door into the house.

Mrs. He's residence was a bright and dark room, and Chen Ying was the first to enter the main room, and as soon as she entered the door, she immediately found that there were several very clear shoe prints on the brick floor.

She immediately stopped, crouched down to take a closer look, and quickly discerned a distinctive mark.

The shoe prints were much larger than the others, and there was a little dirt left on them, which stood out from the clean soles of Huang and the housekeeper's mother.

Chen Ying turned around and said softly, "Mom, give me that little wooden stick." ”

Feng's mother was already holding a small burden, so she took out a solid triangular wooden block painted with red paint from the bag, and Chen Ying put it on the shoe print, and whispered: "Be careful, don't step on it." ”

Mother Feng nodded yes, her face was slightly pale, but her expression was quite calm.

She can be regarded as having followed their girl from birth to death once, and although the battle in front of her is a bit scary, it is still much better than coming to Ghost Crying Mountain.

There were several similar footprints in the main room, Chen Ying marked them one by one, and then looked around the whole room, and found that there was nothing unusual, so he turned to the west room, that is, the bedroom of Old Lady He.

The scene of the murder is here.

Unlike the well-organized situation in the main room, the bedroom is always messy.

The windows were hidden, and from time to time gusts of cold wind rushed in through the cracks, and the temperature in the room was higher than outside, but lower than in the main room; There were many things scattered on the ground: large pillows on one side, men's belts, men's robes, and tents that had been torn down artificially, and on the other side there were footrests and candlesticks that were tilted to the side, as if a thief had visited them.

The mud-stained footprints also have two on the floor of this room.

It's just that Chen Ying noticed that the footprints only appeared around the bed, but not as far as the cage shelves, and there was no sign of being turned over in these places, the things were stacked neatly, and there was even a very thin layer of floating ash on the cage, which had not been touched for a few days.

Thieves will never let go of these places where they may be hidden.

In this way, it doesn't look like a murder caused by a burglary.

Chen Ying frowned slightly, pondering, and finally turned her gaze to the corpse, that is, Old Lady He.

Old lady He was lying on his back on the bed, half of his body was covered in blood, and the blood was still flowing from the edge of the bed to the ground, and part of the carpet next to the bed was also covered with blood, and judging from the blackened wound on his forehead, this may be a fatal wound.

After a quick observation, Chen Ying did not rush to inspect the body, but first took out charcoal strips and paper from his sleeve, briefly drew the scene of the crime, and from time to time took out the wooden triangle and placed it on the ground to make a mark.

Those pillows, candlesticks and other objects, which are likely to have fallen during the scuffle between the deceased and the murderer, are all very important evidence and must be marked. The wooden triangles are marked with numbers such as "one, two, three", and as long as you write down the numbers on the drawing, you can find out the corresponding position of the evidence. This is of great significance for the subsequent analysis of the crime scene, and it must be done meticulously.

In Mr. Detective's world, this kind of work doesn't have to be done by him at all, it's just that it is now in ancient times and space, and Chen Ying has no helpers by her side, except for a Feng mother who can stand outside the door and deliver things, the rest of the things can only be done by herself.

After recording all the scenes at the scene, Chen Ying carefully stepped over the evidence, came to the bedside, and began to look through the corpse.

In the absence of modern instruments, Chen Ying could only infer the time of death from the corpse spots, and by visual inspection of the deceased's condition, she initially deduced that the time of death did not exceed 12 hours.

This is really too broad a time period and has no reference value.

Chen Ying quickly turned her attention away from the time of death and instead looked at the wounds of the deceased.

After examination, it was found that there were three wounds on the deceased's head, the most fatal one was on the left forehead, and the wound was deep to the bone.