Chapter 4: Huge Debts from the Sky

Liu Sha muttered: "What the hell, another one was hanged, or was he dressed in red?" It's going to be a bad guy. ”

Although they are all dry and fast to see a lot of corpses, but people kill people and ghosts kill people are different, the cold wind blows, and the red clothes fly, giving people an eerie and terrifying feeling.

But Ye Caitang had already squatted down beside the female corpse.

Xia Yue instructed: "Wang Tong went back to find a ...... to perform an autopsy, and Liu Sha sent ."

As soon as Xia Yue lowered her head as she spoke, she saw Ye Caitang lifting the female corpse's chin to look at her neck, and she sighed in her heart, and was about to grab her hand, but she listened to her.

"It is preliminarily estimated that judging from the strangulation marks on the neck of the deceased, he was indeed hanged, and this is the scene of the first crime, and the deceased has not been moved." Ye Caitang said.

Xia Yue's hand didn't touch Ye Caitang, and stiffened.

Ye Caitang said: "The corpse is still soft, there are no corpse spots and corpse stiffness. Given that there were always people here in the afternoon, the deceased had been dead no more than an hour, and perhaps not long after. ”

Ye Caitang looked around and sighed.

It's a pity that there is no surveillance here, and it is almost impossible to have eyewitnesses, such a large and abandoned house, the murderer can hide wherever he wants after killing people, and it is impossible to find it at all.

And on the ground around, there are footprints all over the place, because of Lin Ling's death in the afternoon, the octagonal pavilion including the surrounding many people, watching the lively, hired workers, servants, etc., footprints criss-cross, there is no reference meaning.

After Ye Caitang finished speaking, he only heard the silence around him, and couldn't help but look up at Xia Yue strangely.

If there is no disagreement, you can squeak anyway.

"I said, you really understand, didn't you say nonsense?" Liu Sha said unexpectedly: "How do you know that she was hanged, not hung up after being strangled?" Or was he knocked unconscious and then hung up? ”

"Look here." Ye Caitang raised the deceased's chin with two fingers: "There is only one strangulation mark, which matches the shape and texture of the murder weapon." ”

Several people squatted down.

On the woman's neck, only near the lower jaw, there was a bruise mark.

Ye Caitang explained: "If the deceased was strangled elsewhere and transported here, it will be hung up. Then there will be two strangulation marks on the neck. ”

It sounded good, and Xia Yue didn't interrupt.

Ye Caitang said: "One is the strangulation marks that are repeatedly rubbed back and forth during the struggle when being strangled, generally in the middle of the neck. One is caused by pressure when being hoisted, near the jaw. ”

Liu Sha gestured at his neck: "It's true." ”

Ye Caitang pointed to the strangulation marks on the female corpse: "There is only one strangulation mark on her neck, close to her jaw, which is brought by the pressure of the rope, and there is no repeated friction." There is a slight blurring around the edges of the bruises, which is caused by the beginning of the struggle, which is very small due to its own weight. However, it can be proved that the deceased was conscious at this time and was not knocked out or stunned. ”

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Ye Caitang said: "But whether there are other scars on the deceased's body still needs to be carefully examined." Now it is not certain either. ”

Although it is only a few words, it gives people the feeling that it is inexplicably more accurate and skillful than the old man in the six doors.

Wang Tong couldn't help but say: "Boss, do you still want to shout?" ”

Xia Yue's thoughts on the corpse of the woman in red were even half divided by Ye Caitang, and he muttered for a while: "You said before that your father was a fool, so you understand?" ”

Ye Caitang nodded.

Fortunately, there is a family origin, otherwise it is really difficult to explain.

Xia Yue frowned and said, "I know all the famous servants in the capital, which one is Ling Zun?" ”

Ye Caitang said briskly: "My father is Ye Ming, who passed away five years ago. ”

Ye Caitang is a senior forensic doctor, who died in the line of duty five years ago, and his soul has worn for thousands of years, becoming the only daughter of Ye Ming, a thirteen-year-old servant in Baixia Village.

On that day, the original owner of this body was in agony at his father's funeral, and he did not wake up after crying.

And when she opened her eyes again, there was already a different person. At Ye Ming's funeral, Ye Caitang listened to the whispers of the onlookers and said that Ye Ming did not die of illness at all, but committed suicide in fear of sin.

Ye Ming's death has always been a question mark in Ye Caitang's heart, but this matter can't be investigated, she doesn't have this authority, and Ye Ming is not really convicted, he died of illness, at least on the surface, Ye Caitang once carefully combed through the memories of this body during the period before his death, and there was nothing unusual.

Then let's assume that he really died of illness, and now the son inherits his father's business, and it is okay.

Hearing Ye Ming's words, Xia Yue's face changed significantly: "You are Ye Ming's daughter?" ”

"Yes, my father is only one of my daughters, and he taught me all the skills." Ye Caitang did not hesitate to boast about Haikou: "Blue is better than blue." ”

Xia Yue's age is not very old, he looks a few years older than Ye Caitang at most, when Ye Ming died, he was even younger, five years ago, he may not have been a head catcher, and the two should not have worked together.

Ye Caitang looked at Xia Yue's expression carefully, and wanted to see some clues from his face, such as the enemy's eyes were red when they met, or the old friend was particularly emotional.

But Xia Yue's expression was very complicated, and Ye Caitang's heart was full of emotions.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yue stared at Ye Caitang fixedly for a while, and said calmly: "Before your father died, he borrowed fifty taels of silver from me. ”

Ye Caitang blurted out: "How is it possible? ”

Are you kidding!

Xia Yue said: "The IOU is at my house, and I will show it to you tomorrow." Originally, I thought that since a man dies and his debts are gone, since he has a daughter, then the father's debt should be repaid. ”

Ye Caitang is a person with strong reasoning, and before doing things, he will also make various predictions, what will happen and how to deal with it.

For example, tonight, she came out and considered various situations.

You may find nothing, you may find clues, you may meet a murderer who has turned back, or someone else. The most ridiculous thing is that even when she encounters Lin Ling's ghost, she has considered what to say.

But she never thought that she would meet her former creditor, so she owed fifty taels of silver.

Fifty taels of silver is a lot of money.

Ye Caitang has been in Baixia Village for five years, and she knows the local prices very well, so she sold the house she lived in and the things in the house, and she couldn't sell it for fifty taels of silver, unless she added herself.

Fifty taels of silver, then she will sell it to Xia Yue as a cow and a horse for half her life.

Looking at Ye Caitang's blank and desperate expression at that moment, Xia Yue tugged at the corners of his mouth: "What, you don't believe it?" ”

Ye Caitang shook his head in a trance, he really didn't believe it.

Xia Yue looked up at the sky, and then pointed to the side: "It's so late anyway, just wait there, and I'll get you an IOU later." ”

Ye Caitang didn't want to wait, she just wanted to escape from this place quickly, but she couldn't escape, so she could only obediently walk to the side and sit down against the pillar.