"Brother Wei, don't have to worry about this big case. This is a joint investigation by the government and famous figures in the market. Besides, you are both a garrison and aware of the world. Go away quickly." Liu Dusi urged.

Wei Yang felt suspicious and immediately said, "Let's wait, I'll go get some things."

He retreated into the backyard and went to find Ding Jianshi Lingwei, and reminded him: "There is a murder case in the market. The royal palace must check it out, but I am afraid that it will not be allowed to refuse. One of you looks at the home, and the other one will follow you quietly if you get the convenience. If there is something wrong, start first."

Ding Jian said: "We know."

Wei Yang hid the dagger in his sleeve, carried a steel knife and went out with ten taels of silver.

For a moment, the large team set out and walked along the main road less than 500 steps, turning into an alley. The alleys were all Xiaofu's houses. Outside the door, there were local soldiers guarding the market. There were many people standing on the three floors inside and three floors outside.

The habit of watching the fun seems to be deeply imprinted in the bones of the people.

Wei Yang frowned. The alley was only one meter wide. These people were so crowded that it would be troublesome to destroy the scene.

“Get out of here.”

"What do you see?"

"There's someone coming to the government."

The vanguard soldier at the vanguard waved his waist and drove away the people. The soldiers scolded the audience for being surprised. He had just made a way out and surrounded him again.

Judging from their expressions, they seemed to be even more excited.

Wei Yang was unhappy and turned around and said, "There may not be no way to hide the murderer among these people. Call them out and order them to stand on both sides of the street."

For a moment, many people shouted: "What principle? What principle?"

"Calm the front and back entrances, and do not let alone escape. If you check one by one, the killer may be in the crowd." Wei Yang did not pity these guys who were smiling and watched the tragedy and urged them toughly.

Liu Dusi hesitated for a moment, and saw that Wei Yang was determined, he ordered the soldiers to take action.

Everyone was panicked this time, and the soldiers were attacking this time!

"Go away!" The people living in the alley were about to escape.

But the camp soldiers were not guards. They waved their spears and beat them up. Some of them were bleeding, and some were grimacing and became honest.

As soon as everyone dispersed, Wei Yang and the others saw a white body lying on the side of the road, lying on the ground, but their heads were a few feet away. There was a pool of dry blood on the white wall next to it, and a pool of dry blood on the ground.

Liu Dusi immediately ordered the coroner to come forward to check it. When he turned around and asked Wei Yang, he saw him walking under the courtyard wall, looking up, and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Liu Dusi asked.

Wei Yang pointed to the bloody stain on the wall and said, "This is not a crime scene at all."

oh?

"Yes, what Wei Shoujie said is right, this is not a case...that, the crime scene." The old coroner squatted down and took a look, and immediately agreed when he heard Wei Yang's words.

Liu Dusi scratched his ears and foreheads. How can he tell?

"Brother Liu, think carefully, if you cut the enemy's head on the battlefield with one knife, will the blood be so gently poured on the wall?" Wei Yang shook his head, "What's more, this was a man-made blood that hit the head, and it was not at all together with the position where the corpse fell. There was no trace left by dragging the corpse on the ground, and it was impossible to drag it out only a few inches."

The coroner exclaimed: "The villain is also so artificial."

"Oh, I'm just a layman. I understand a little, but I'm not very professional. Please tell me." Wei Yang didn't say much, and went straight to see the body. He looked at the neck and felt confident that this was the ruthless guy in the martial arts center who cut off the young man's head from behind.

Because there is a small piece of flesh on the front and the back is smooth.

Wei Yang said in his heart: "From the back and forth, he killed himself with one knife from the bottom, and the other party was vicious and straightforward."

He used a scabbard to lift the corpse's hands, which were white and slender, with no calluses in his hands, and only had a slightly black old skin on the outside of the front of the ring finger of his left hand.

Scholar, left-handed.

Wei Yang heard the coroner say, "...This must be the place where people were killed and thrown away, but if you want to determine the identity of the deceased, you still need to continue to explore."

Liu Dusi had a great headache: "The whole body is shiny, and his face is peeled again..."

Wei Yang took a step forward and carefully observed the head. The murderer's method was extremely cruel. He almost cut his face with a knife, then picked it up and destroyed it cruelly. There was not even an inch of intact flesh on his face.

"What kind of hatred is so cruel?" Wei Yang's scalp numbed slightly, and a murderous aura suddenly arose in his heart.

He turned around and said, "Don't waste time. Go and ask Mr. Liu quickly if his son is used to writing with his left hand; then ask their female relatives, what are the marks on Mr. Liu? It's best to ask his wives and concubines."

The coroner rushed back, pulled Mr. Liu's left hand and looked carefully, and then said, "The guard of the Wei is very careful, not bad, a scholar, a left-handed man, and he also had a fingernail and was injured not long ago."

Wei Yang nodded. He noticed this but didn't say it out.

This coroner is at least considered a conscientious expert.

The coroner said again: "In addition, you must find an instructor and ask Mr. Liu's file to compare the fingerprint."

Is there any fingerprint comparison now?

Wei Yang did not know that this technology had been available in the Ming Dynasty, and the method of investigating the case was recorded as early as the Southern Song Dynasty's "Xiwen Lu".

His eyes fell on the dead body. Not only did the poor man's face be destroyed, but he also lost a few pieces of flesh. He was cut in his thighs, chest, and heels, as if a bone had been pulled out from it.

this--

"The villain has been solving the case for half his life, and has never seen such a vicious murderer. The so-called skin-pulling cramps are nothing more than that." After careful investigation, the old coroner's face turned out to be angry.

Wei Yang felt cold in his heart. What kind of hatred is so cruel?

In a moment, the people from the Liu family rushed over, an old man in blue shirt, three or five young and beautiful women, the older ones were only twenty-three or five years old, and the younger ones were probably only seventeen or eighteen years old.

They were followed by more than a dozen servants.

"He is Mr. Liu?" Wei Yang looked at the old man's face and saw that his face was rosy and he had no sign of loss of energy and blood. He knew that the beautiful women were Mr. Liu's wives and concubines.

Liu Dusi sighed: "I am poor, the old man who has a son in his prime, stays away from the disputes of the court, but cannot escape..."

What?

Liu Yuanwai staggered and ran. As soon as he saw the dead, he seemed extremely sure. He rushed up and hugged and cried loudly. After crying for two more times, all the crying disappeared, and only the choking sound of the choking sound of the unable to cry suddenly fell back. The poor old man in his seventies actually turned his back.

The three or five women hugged and cried in a ball. The older one bit her mouth and bit her teeth, and she clenched her teeth. She walked over stiffly, pulled the hand of the deceased and looked at her belly. She lowered her mouth and screamed: "Liu Lang."

The second sound was too late, and his knees softened and he knelt on the ground, his forehead was pressed against the ground, and he also breathed his breath.

The women were very sad, some called "Master", and some called "Honey Master". It can be seen that there is nothing that is not sad.

Liu Dusi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he really didn't know what to do.

Wei Yang didn't want to care, but saw that there were a few of the more than ten servants who looked sad, but they came to the women's chests and claws.

Especially the oldest beautiful woman, there were many people who had to pull her hands, and some even pushed her collar away and stretched her hands inside.
Chapter completed!