Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 265
"But there are no wounds on the bodies of the corpses. How did their blood be drained?" Zhao Zhong asked suspiciously.

Mu Qingwan is also a little puzzled at this point. The blood must not be drawn out of thin air. There must be a wound, but she did examine the body carefully. That trace of blood, nothing else at all.

Mu Qingwan lowered her head to look carefully at the dead man's hair. It was impossible to drain the blood from the head, but it was ruled out. She checked it again and suddenly touched a slightly hard place. Stretching his hand aside, he spit out two words: "No. [-] Knife."

Mo Zhuang next to him immediately tacitly took out a small knife from the toolbox and handed it to Mu Qingwan.

Mu Qingwan used a knife to hang off the hair on the hard part of the deceased's head. There was a thick eye like a toothpick on it. If you didn't touch it carefully, it would be impossible to find it hidden in the hair.

Seeing the wound, Zhao Zhong immediately asked: "The murderer used this wound to drain all the blood from the deceased's body?"

Mu Qingwan used a knife to scrape off some whitish substance sticking to the roots of the hair from the vicinity of the wound, looked at it slightly, and then said: "This wound is not so much used to draw blood, it is better to say that it is used to draw brains of."

Hearing what she said, everyone in the lobby felt that Mu Qingwan seemed to be talking about the Arabian Nights again. Even Zhao Zhong was surprised, but Chu Zhiyan, who was standing beside Mu Qingwan, stared intently at Mu Qingwan's face. , he knew that she would not talk about it.

Mu Qingwan did not explain to everyone that she used the same method to find the same wound on the heads of the other three corpses. After shaving off the hair, there was also a white dry substance near the wound.

She thought that the murderer must have cleaned up the corpse very carefully, but these things inevitably got on the hair roots, so they couldn't be cleaned up.

She couldn't help being puzzled, she couldn't figure out the murderer's psychology, taking out the blood from the deceased's body, and then taking out the brains of the deceased, this method of killing is extremely abnormal.

What is it for?In other words, what is the murderer doing with blood and brains?

When they were wondering, suddenly there was a burst of crying outside, noisy and noisy, Mu Qingwan and Chu Zhiyan looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a middle-aged woman crying and wanting to break into the lobby of the government office.

"Who is making noise?" Zhao Zhong snorted coldly, and the yamen servant brought the middle-aged woman up. The woman knelt down towards Zhao Zhong, kowtowed her head, and then cried, "My lord, my lord, you have to save me." My daughter, save my daughter, my daughter is gone, she has been gone since last night, and I haven't found her since today, my lord, please save my daughter..."

The middle-aged woman was crying, her face full of sadness.

Zhao Zhong's face darkened, and he said, "You said your daughter is missing? How old is your daughter?"

"The little girl's name is Zili, and she is seventeen years old." The middle-aged woman cried.

Zhao Zhong turned his head to look at the corpse beside him, and Chu Zhiyan said: "This morning, a young woman's corpse was found in the west of the city. Madam, please see if this corpse is your daughter."

Hearing what Chu Zhiyan said, the woman's face paled suddenly, she sat on the ground powerlessly, paused, got up frantically from the ground and rushed to the corpse, before opening her mouth wide enough to cry, but Seeing a strange face, the voice that was about to cry was suppressed immediately, and said, "My lord, this is not my daughter!"

There was a slack in the woman's voice. Since the corpse was not her daughter, it meant that her daughter might still be alive.

"So among the other three corpses, do you know anyone?" Zhao Zhong asked.

The woman looked at all four corpses, then shook her head and said, "My lord, I don't know any of these people, nor have I seen them before."

"Madam, please describe your daughter's specific appearance in detail, so that we can investigate the case more conveniently," Zhao Zhong said.

The woman nodded and told her daughter's situation. This lady is a small businessman who runs a cloth shop. Her husband's family name is Chen. Her daughter Chen Zili is seventeen years old. Last night she said she was not feeling well. The room is resting, but this morning when Mrs. Chen asked the maid to call Chen Zili to get up for breakfast, she found that her daughter was not in the room, and the bed was never slept on, and the quilts were neatly folded. , was not in the room all night.

"Mrs. Chen, who did your daughter meet yesterday? Did she have any unusual reactions?" Mu Qingwan asked aloud.

Mrs. Chen shook her head: "My daughter is the most well-behaved on weekdays. She doesn't have any abnormal phenomena at all. She usually stays at home reading books, embroidering, practicing calligraphy, and practicing the piano. She doesn't get in touch with others at all."

"Then who did you visit at home yesterday?" Zhao Zhong asked.

Mrs. Chen thought for a while, and then said: "The master who taught my daughter how to practice the piano came here yesterday, and no one else came."

"Is the piano master male or female?"

"It's a man, and his name is Li Qiulin." When Mrs. Chen said the name, a gloomy look flashed across her face, and she said, "My lord, could it be that this Li Qiulin harbored ill intentions towards the daughter of a commoner, and then Take the daughter of the peasant woman away?"

Zhao Zhong said: "How long has this Li Qiulin been teaching your daughter to practice the piano?"

"Half a year."

Zhao Zhong asked Mrs. Chen some more questions, and then said, "Mr. Chen, you should immediately take me to your house to check and find clues about your daughter's disappearance!" After he finished speaking, he looked at the yamen servant again and said: "Go pass on Li Qiulin and bring him to Chen's residence."

"Yes." The yamen servant responded and immediately followed Zhao Zhong's instructions. Mrs. Chen also stood up from the ground and led Zhao Zhong to the outside of the mansion yamen. Mu Qingwan also followed. Yan followed up and said, "Since the emperor sent this son to investigate this case, then any doubts related to this case must not be let go. This son will accompany you."

The corners of Mu Qingwan's mouth twitched slightly, but she didn't speak, the emperor's fate is greater than the sky.

We arrived at the place Mrs. Chen said, and while wiping her tears, Mrs. Chen said, "My lord, you have to make decisions for the women. The women only have such a daughter." After speaking, Mrs. Chen began to cry again.

"Mrs. Chen, is this your daughter's boudoir?" Mu Qingwan took a look at the specifications of the mansion as soon as she entered the courtyard. Although it was a merchant, it can be seen that this Mrs. Chen's business is not bad. The construction is also very delicate.

(End of this chapter)