After returning home, the Crown Princess can no longer hide her vest!

Chapter 301 Getting angry
"Throw it out." Out of sight, out of mind. Yu Linlang didn't want to say even a word of unnecessary nonsense.

"Sir, I have sent people to check the area. The back window is connected to an alley with many twists and turns." Wu Yong frowned, "If the murderer is really a thief who sneaks into houses, it may be difficult to find him."

Yu Linlang walked to the window and looked out.

The alley is long, narrow and dark, and visibility is extremely low for ordinary people.

"I'll go around and take a look, you continue to check." Yu Linlang instructed Chi Tu and turned to leave the small room.

The gate to the courtyard was open, and many of the onlookers had been dispersed by the yamen runners, but there were still some people hiding in the corners and peeking in.

Yu Linlang walked past three or four small bungalows and then went around to the dark alley at the back.

When she appeared under the window with an expressionless face, Wu Yong hurriedly stepped forward and handed her an umbrella, "Sir, here's the umbrella for you. The rain is getting heavier."

Yu Linlang waved her hand to refuse and lowered her eyes to look at the muddy ground under the window.

Two bricks, each half the size of a palm, were scattered there.

The traces had long been washed away by the rain, and there was only some old dirt on the windowsill, with no signs of human climbing.

But those two bricks were obviously used as footrests.

There might have been someone standing outside the window at that time, watching coldly as the deceased slowly drained the last drop of blood from his body and died.

She went back to the courtyard and entered the wing room. Chi Tu had already finished the inspection.

"The deceased's eyes were wide open, his mouth was half open, and he looked slightly frightened."

"He died in bed and was lying on his back. Hmm... he was probably sleeping at the time." Chi Tu took a ruler and measured the purple spot on the man's chest. "Look at this."

"Sir, was he beaten before he died?" Wu Yong asked.

"It's like this..." Chi Tu made a gesture of using his elbow to push the other person's chest.

"The murderer made this move." Chi Tu put one hand on his chest and raised the dagger with the other, simulating her speculation.

"Then..." Chi Tu pulled over a messy quilt and pressed it over the upper body of the deceased. "Wrapping the head with the quilt can block out some of the sound."

"That's why there's a lot of blood splattered from the dead on the inside of the quilt."

"The bloodstains are mostly on this bed. A lot of them were swept away by the quilt, so not much dripped onto the floor."

Yu Linlang nodded slightly, "Write everything on the report, measure the size of the wound, and call the immediate family members of the deceased over for questioning."

"Yes." Wu Yong saluted with his fists and quickly went out to call Lao Jintou.

"Sir, if that's the case, then the murderer must be an adult man with great strength!" Xiao Gu folded his arms and looked at the dead man on the bed. "He was very agile and killed the dead man with one knife as soon as he entered the room!"

Yu Linlang stared at the large pool of blood on the dead man's chest, seeming to be lost in thought.

"You are just too clever." Chi Tu took off his hand guard and clapped his hands. "Go, show me the report. Is everything written clearly?"

"Oh."

"Can you practice your two stupid words?"

Yu Linlang felt that the house was too cramped, so she went to the hospital to inquire about the family's situation.

The old woman was crying and sobbing, while the old man sat on the ground for a long time, tapping his pipe, without any reaction. "How could this happen? When I came to deliver lunch at noon, he was still lying in the house." A peasant woman cried, wiping her tears.

"Cry, cry, cry, and you still think it's not unlucky enough." Old Jin cursed with a fierce face.

"Sir, this is the old man and old lady of the Jin family. They have three daughters and one son. They have lived on Xiliutou Street all year round. Their son, Jin Laifu, is the deceased in the house."

Wu Yong pointed at the peasant woman who had spoken earlier and said, "This is Mr. Jin's second daughter, Jin Zhaodi. As far as we know, his three daughters all married not far away, and all live near Xiliutou Street."

"Laifu, Laifu!" As he was speaking, two dusty women ran in from outside, shouting anxiously, "What happened? Why did I hear people spreading rumors outside, saying that my brother is dead?"

“Sisters, why did you come just now?” Second sister Jin Zhaodi covered her face and sobbed, “Laifu, he’s gone, Laifu Laifu!”

The two people who came in were both dressed in coarse cloth as peasant women, and their gray clothes made their faces look very haggard and tired.

Upon hearing this, the two of them immediately hugged Jin Zhaodi and cried bitterly.

"Cry, cry, cry, you are mourning!" Old Jintou cursed angrily.

Old Lady Jin jumped up and rushed over, grabbing her daughter-in-law by the hair and swearing at her, "It's all your fault, you jinx! You killed my precious son, why don't you just die!"

Yu Linlang was furious and shouted, "Drag him away!"

The bailiffs did not dare to delay and rushed forward to separate the vicious old lady.

"Sir, this, this is Wang, Jin Laifu's wife who has been married for less than a year."

"If you keep making noise, getting physical, or swearing, you'll get ten sticks each. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're old!" Yu Linlang scolded, "Where's their headman? Call him over!"

As soon as Yu Linlang raised her voice, the intimidation was immediate, and the others didn't dare to breathe.

The village head could only run out from behind the crowd, bowing with a bitter face, "Sir, I greet you, sir."

"What's the situation with this family? Only one son and three daughters? All three daughters are married nearby?"

"Yes, yes. Jin Lai Di, Jin Zhao Di, and Jin Ling Di all married not far away, and usually come home every day to take care of their brother."

"My younger brother is already 26 or 27 years old. What's there for me to take care of? Doesn't he need to take care of his own in-laws? Is he disabled or something? Doesn't he have any work to do?"

Some people outside the courtyard laughed, "Sir, Jin Lai Fu is the treasure of the Jin family. He never works. He just opens his mouth for food and stretches out his hands for clothes. He is so old, but he can't even peel an egg. He always needs his mother to feed him food! He lives a more comfortable life than the emperor."

There was laughter all around.

Old Lady Jin's face flushed red as she jumped up and started to curse, "Let your mother go! My Lai Fu is lucky. We can support him even if he doesn't work. Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Someone sneered through the door, "Yeah, you're lucky. You're so lucky that you'll end up in hell."

"I'll tear your stinky mouth apart!"

"Stop making noise!" the bailiff yelled, "Don't interrupt when the master asks you questions. Just answer what you are asked and don't say anything else."

"When did you find him dead?"

"It was about 10 o'clock in the evening when we got off work and went home." Old Lady Jin became excited again, "It's all the fault of this thief. She ran away without being a good wife. Her husband was at home, but she went out to have fun."

"Mother-in-law, I went to wash clothes for Third Aunt. I saw that my husband was asleep, and he always disliked us working in the yard and disturbing him, so I thought it would be a good opportunity to go to Third Aunt's house to wash clothes and earn three cents."

"Hey, I can testify to this! It's true." The old woman named Auntie San squeezed out of the crowd and said, "Madam Wang has been helping with laundry at my house this afternoon. The laundry ladies in the yard can all testify to this."