The concubine is not easy to mess with: The prince chases his wife at the crematorium

Chapter 175: Greed for money, murder of wife, long-term domestic violence

Chapter 175: Greed for money, murder of wife, long-term domestic violence
Shen Qinghuan looked at the pretentious man in front of him and said word by word: "I will help her find the person who really killed him, so that she can rest in peace!
Only then did the mourning man realize that Shen Qinghuan's clear eyes had been staring at him while he was speaking, and he suddenly felt frightened.

Could it be that she already knows the truth?

No, it's impossible. It's just a woman. Even if she knows about it, as long as he denies it and bites Ji Shitang to death, there is nothing she can do about it.

Shen Qinghuan stepped forward and began to examine the female corpse in front of him...

The mourning man stood aside and saw Shen Qinghuan looking at his wife's mouth and nose, and quickly followed: "Look, my wife's face turned black. She was obviously poisoned to death. How dare you say it's not Ji Shitang's fault!"

Shen Qinghuan ignored him and continued to check.

The purple and black lips indicate that he died of poisoning. There is no objection to this.

After checking her mouth and nose, she was ready to check the woman's hands...

The effect of each poison is different. Some can make people's mouth and lips black and blue, some can make people's faces black and blue, some can make people's nails black, and some can make people's faces look normal and look worse than alive. It’s even more bright and moving when...

The mourning man who was standing aside and did not dare to approach suddenly rushed forward and reached out to pull Shen Qinghuan's sleeve: "Have you not checked enough? Can't you see that my wife's face is dark? She is clearly poisoned, why do you want to inspect the car?"

But the moment his hand didn't touch Shen Qinghuan, Shen Qinghuan's silver needle went straight over.

The mourning man shrank his hands in pain.

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyes and said calmly: "Even if you die of poisoning, it is not necessarily due to oral poison. It may be blood contact or even bitten by a poisonous snake. Are you so excited? Is there something hidden under her sleeves?"

The next second, he gently lifted up the sleeves of the female corpse, and saw that the fair and thin skin was covered with blue and black bruises, as well as some healed wounds. These scars were old and new, and in various shapes, which were enough to prove this. The woman had been subjected to violence for a long time before her death.

This damn man is greedy for money, kills his wife, and commits domestic violence for a long time!
"Where did these injuries come from? But you did it!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

A man who is cruel to his wife and children is the most shameless, shameful and disdainful man. If the man in front of him really hurt his wife and even caused so many injuries, then his wife-loving persona It's just pretentious. Even if there is something wrong with Jishitang's medicine, he is not here to seek justice, but to extort money!

When the mourning man saw the discussion, he felt guilty again. He looked around and said in a panic: "Girl, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! I love my wife so much, how could I beat her? We They are all coolies, no more valuable than girls. It is common for them to get injured while working, so why is it so strange that they have so many wounds?"

Shen Qinghuan counted the wounds on Xiumei's body: "Really?" The mourning man said confidently: "Yes!"

Yes, these injuries were caused by him, so what!Even though she was dead, she couldn't identify him openly. Even if Shen Qinghuan was suspicious, there was no evidence at all.

Thinking of this, he became even more arrogant: "You're almost done. It's obvious that my wife died of poisoning. Why are you still checking here? You obviously want to protect Ji Shitang!"

Shen Qinghuan carefully put the silver needle he had just used into a white porcelain bottle: "You said that your wife died from taking the poison from Jishitang, then I dare to ask you when did you buy the medicine from Jishitang and when? Food for your wife?”

The mourning man raised his eyebrows and said without fear, "It was last night!"

Last night, he specially bought a pair of medicine at Jishitang, then fried the medicine, but did not give it to Xiumei to drink. Then he took out the poison he had prepared and brought it to Xiumei.Unexpectedly, this damn woman saw through his thoughts, and in the end he had no choice but to pour the poison into her mouth.

That dead woman was about to die, and she was still struggling on the bed, staring at him fiercely, and would not close her eyes until she died.

Shen Qinghuan said lightly: "Really? Have you ever bought medicine at Jishitang before yesterday?"

When the mourning man heard this, he was a little confused. After thinking for a while, he answered truthfully: "No."

Shen Qinghuan said calmly: "Then where did the chronic poison in your wife come from?"

The mourning man was slightly shocked when he heard this: "You, what are you talking nonsense about? Where did you get the chronic poison?"

Shen Qinghuan said lightly: "There are two poisons in your wife's body. One is fatal, and the other has been around for a long time, at least a year. Is this poison... you secretly put it on your wife's food?" middle?"

Sure enough, this man had long had murderous intentions towards her wife.

The mourning man was shocked: "You, you, you are talking nonsense, I did not, did not poison my wife!"

Shen Qinghuan said calmly: "The two poisons have different priorities and different effects, so they behave differently on the body. Your wife clearly has two kinds of poisons on her body. Moreover, she told me... you poured the poison into her mouth yourself. , she just watched helplessly, unable to resist!"

(End of this chapter)

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