There is a distance of almost 100 meters from the mourning hall to the west wing, and there are two roads to reach it.

One is a long corridor connecting the mourning hall and the west wing. There are two white lanterns hanging on the corridor every ten steps, one on the left and one on the right. The lights go out with the wind, which is quite terrifying.

One is a winding path that crosses a small garden. On the trees beside the path, there are only a few white lanterns hanging sporadically, which are also bright and extinguished, like a guide to the return of the dead soul in the dark.

Chen Chaoyan did not hesitate to choose the winding path.

The maidservant followed in her footsteps, looking around in fear as she went.

After walking less than a few meters, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the flower branches on the side of the road unintentionally brushed her arm.

The maid screamed in fright, and hugged Chen Chaoyan's arm violently, "Miss Chen, someone, someone ......"

"Don't be afraid, he won't hurt you." Chen Chaoyan said calmly.

The maidservant looked left and right, but she couldn't see anything, and couldn't help crying: "Hurt me, hurt me...... Miss Chen, don't scare me, who is he? ”

Chen Chaoyan casually glanced at her right hand, "It looks like it should be your son-in-law Song Zhang, who seems to be unwillingly killing his real murderer with impunity, so he has been hovering here and refusing to leave." ”

The maid looked left and right again, but she still couldn't see anything, she was so frightened that she took two quick steps and almost arched into Chen Chaoyan's arms. Chen Chaoyan was caught off guard for a while, stepped on her heel and almost tripped over.

This accident interrupted Chen Chaoyan's words at the same time, and the maidservant girl was also frightened again.

A voice was heard from the west wing, and a mother-in-law walked out.

When the maidservant saw her mother-in-law, she seemed to see the light, and rushed towards her.

Chen Chaoyan looked at her fleeing back and raised his eyebrows silently: Didn't you say that the ancients believed in strange powers and chaos the most? She just wanted to use Song Zhang's name to make Mrs. Song believe in her autopsy results more, and then rescue Chen Qiyang.

As long as you have been to the scene of the murder, as long as you have checked the scars on Song Zhang's body, you can easily judge that Chen Chaoyang is not the murderer.

But the fact is that the government will hold a third court trial of Chen Qiyang tomorrow to force him to confess.

If she wants to save Chen Qiyang, the fastest and most direct way is to persuade Mrs. Song to let Mrs. Song catch the real murderer and go to the government to overturn the case.

The wind rustles the branches and leaves.

When Chen Chaoyan walked quickly into the west wing, on the camphor tree not far from the mourning hall, a black-clothed man flew lightly across the courtyard like a mist, stopped on the roof beam outside the west wing, and quietly peeked at everything in the house through the gap between the double-crossed four-fold rhombic windows.

……

The maidservant had finished explaining the reason for the exclamation.

The faces of the two mothers-in-law and the other three maidservants who were serving beside Mrs. Song were all frighteningly white.

Old Madam Song's face was not good-looking. But after years of pampering, she naturally has a momentum of not being angry and arrogant: "Since Miss Chen said that the murderer is not your brother, what evidence do you have?" ”

"The evidence is the cause of Song Gongzi's death." According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Chen Chaoyan folded his hands, pressed his right hand on his left hand, and after bowing to Mrs. Song, he replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Song Gongzi was choked by the neck and pierced the aorta in the chest with a sharp blade, and died of massive bleeding. ”

As soon as the words fell, the light screen appeared again, and it was suspended directly in front of her, almost above the head of Old Madam Song.

On the light screen, what was displayed was no longer Song Zhang's personal information, but Song Zhang's corpse.

When she performed an autopsy before, Song Zhang's body from her perspective.

The corpse silently showed the corresponding injuries as she spoke. It's as if when she was performing an autopsy, there was a camera that filmed the whole process without dead ends. And now, the camera is going to follow her narration and replay the process!

That's amazing!

This plug-in is simply a super smart camera tailored for forensics!

Chen Chaoyan wanted to see what other functions it had, but after glancing at the anger on Old Madam Song's face, she tried her best to suppress her impulse and continued quietly: "Gongzi Song has three injuries on his body, one is his neck, one is his left chest, and one is his back. ”

"The bruise on the neck is a strangulation, the wound is about five inches seven inches long, and the width can cover the entire neck, which is the broad palm of a grown man."

"There are six wounds on the left chest, blunt at the top and sharp at the bottom, and the wound is going downward. In order to complete such an injury, two conditions must be met, one is that the posture of the murderer holding the knife must be a tiger's mouth holding the knife; The second is that the murderer is about one and a half to three inches taller than Song Gongzi. ”

"The abrasions on the back were caused by the struggle of Song Gongzi when the murderer committed the murder."

"Also, before I came here, I went to the small mountain pavilion where the crime occurred."

As soon as the words fell, the light screen flashed, and the small mountain pavilion appeared again.

Although it still appears from her perspective, it is the same as presenting Song Zhang's corpse, it is also a process replay!

Chen Chaoyan was overjoyed.

In addition to forensics, the forensic technical department also has trace examinations. She is not good at trace inspection, but with this playback function, she can undoubtedly make up for her shortcomings.

Suppressing his joy, Chen Chaoyan took out a handkerchief from his arms, opened the handkerchief, and spread it out to Old Madam Song, "This is taken from one of the pillars of the Xiaoshan Pavilion." ”

"Judging from the direction of the bloodstains in the pavilion, the injury on Song Gongzi's back should have been caused on this pillar."

"The old lady took a closer look, Song Gongzi was wearing this black and blue silk dress that day."

Old Madam Song did not speak.

But the mother-in-law beside her took two steps forward, looked at it carefully for a moment, and said, "The son was indeed wearing a black and blue silk robe that day. ”

"Are you sure?" Chen Chaoyan asked.

The mother-in-law replied, "I can be sure that when the son was sent back, he was wearing this clothes, and the clothes are still in the house." ”

Chen Chaoyan wanted to ask if it was those subordinates who sent him back, and whether those subordinates had said anything, so as to complete the chain of evidence. But when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed them back.

In a feudal society where the people do not fight with the officials, only by proving her superior ability can she ensure that Mrs. Song will overturn the case and rescue Chen Qiyang.

She didn't know if she could travel back, but she knew that before she could travel back, she had to rescue Chen Qiyang before she could survive here.

Thinking about the pros and cons, Chen Chaoyan straightened out his emotions, and after glancing at the Xiaoshan Pavilion on the screen and switching to the page of Song Zhang's corpse, Cheng Zhu said in his chest: "If you can be sure that these silk threads were torn from Song Gongzi's clothes, then the case will be very clear." ”

"Combined with the scene of the crime and several scars on Song Gongzi's body, it can basically be judged that the murderer is a man between 5 feet 2 and 5 feet 4 tall, with a body shape that is not much different from Song Gongzi, and a pair of broad hands."

"In addition, the murderer and Song Gongzi should be about the same age, and they have a good relationship on the surface, but they may have a bad relationship in private."

"And the most important point, the murderer has long harbored murderous intentions towards Song Gongzi. The murder of Song Gongzi this time was not all an accident, but had been planned for a long time. ”

Old Madam Song's face sank for a moment, and there was a faint thunderous anger in her eyes, but her voice was calm and steady: "Please also ask Miss Chen to give advice, what is the evidence that has been planning for a long time!" ”