Forensic Medicine Qu Xiaoshui

Chapter 233 Handicraft Murder Case (12)

"That morning, I hesitated for a long time at home, and decided to go to Wu Chuanming's place to ask for clarification."

"I hope he can call the police and explain the situation of the tomb robbery to the police so that the florists can rescue more cultural relics."

Tomb robbery brings catastrophic and irreversible damage to ancient tombs.

Many precious cultural relics were hidden by tomb robbers, or they were sold on the black market, or even damaged.

That was heart-wrenching.

In Jiang Jianqing's narration, several people got the truth of that day.

"Please, I'm doing serious business here. All the customers who come and go are my customers." Wu Chuanming didn't even look at Jiang Jianqing after hearing his intention.

"Besides, does the funeral object have anything to do with you?" Wu Chuanming asked Jiang Jianqing mockingly while cleaning the floating ash on the shelf.

Even though he was repeatedly humiliated by Wu Chuanming, Jiang Jianqing did not flinch.

Seeing that he had said so much, Jiang Jianqing was still at the door, refusing to leave, Wu Chuanming finally gave him a look.

"What are you still doing here? Get out if you don't buy anything!"

"I'm not leaving! You'd better turn yourself in!"

Seeing that Jiang Jianqing couldn't understand the words, he was still standing at the door of the store, and he didn't know if he was guilty. Wu Chuanming bluffed and showed a fierce face.

He pushed Jiang Jianqing: "Get out!"

Whether it was the involvement behind the scenes or for his own benefit, it was impossible for Wu Chuanming to surrender himself.

Unprepared, Jiang Jianqing was pushed to the ground by him, and the back of his head hit the ground heavily.

"I was dazzled by anger at that time, and the pain made me very emotional. When I recovered, I had already inserted a knife from the store into his chest." Jiang Jianqing looked at a corner of the table, and the corner of his mouth was tight. Sip, regretting the actions at that time.

Qu Xiaoshui listened to the conversation inside behind the glass, she looked at Jiang Yue blankly: "Is there something wrong?"

The Jiang Jianqing inside and the Restoration Master she saw were simply two people.One is dedicated and unruly, and the other is humble and stubborn.

It's like a person is split into two different individuals.

Jiang Yue felt the same way.

Even though the regret on Jiang Jianqing's face was very real, neither of them would forget the way Jiang Jianqing calmly and without regret repaired the Buddha statue when they went to Jiang Jianqing's studio.

The interrogation in the interrogation room continued.

"When you killed Wu Chuanming, did you use the knife from the shop?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Yes." Jiang Jianqing said affirmatively, at this time he looked particularly sincere.

"Is this knife the murder weapon you replaced?" Zhang Ming pushed the photo of the knife taken from Wu Chuanming's chest to Jiang Jianqing.

Jiang Jianqing looked at the single-edged blood-stained dagger, lowered his eyes, and the drooping eyelids covered the emotions in his eyes at this moment.

"Why did you deliberately replace the murder weapon?" Zhang Ming asked.

This time Jiang Jianqing answered quickly: "In order to disrupt the search and interfere with the police's judgment."

He answered too fluently, as if he had rehearsed countless times in his heart.

Zhang Ming was a little impatient. He knew that Jiang Jianqing's words were both true and false, so he couldn't believe them all.

But he held back his temper, left his seat, and walked in front of Jiang Jianqing.

Zhang Ming bent down, put his hands on his knees, and looked at Jiang Jianqing: "So, where is the real weapon you used to kill Wu Chuanming?"

"I don't remember." Jiang Jianqing turned his face sideways, avoiding Zhang Ming's sight.

"How could I not remember?!" Sensing Jiang Jianqing's wavering at the moment the murder weapon was mentioned, Zhang Ming chased after the victory and questioned loudly.

"I really don't remember." Jiang Jianqing would rather look at the trash can in the corner than cast his eyes on Zhang Ming.

"After killing Wu Chuanming, I was too scared. At that time, my thoughts were very confused, and I couldn't remember many details." Jiang Jianqing weakly defended.

He sighed: "At that time, I just realized that I had done something irreparable, so my mind went blank."

Jiang Jianqing's face was full of annoyance, and he expressed his inner repentance sincerely, very sincerely.

At this time, because the emotion is too excited, or the explanation is too flustered.

His cuffs were slightly pulled up, and the conspicuous section of gauze was exposed at the wrist of his left hand.

Not only did Zhang Ming notice it, but Qu Xiaoshui and Jiang Yue behind the glass also noticed it at the same time.

"His left hand..." Qu Xiaoshui pressed his whole body against the glass, wanting to take a closer look.

"I'll ask after Zhang Ming comes out." The glass was very cold, Jiang Yue pulled Qu Xiaoshui away a little.

"Okay." Qu Xiaoshui said helplessly.

It was too far away, and she couldn't see clearly even if she was stuck on the glass.

"Don't wait here."

Chen Sheng, who had been silent all this time, looked at the sticky two people exuding the sour smell of love, his face was serious, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Both Qu Xiaoshui and Jiang Yue looked at him.

"You go to Jiang Jianqing's studio now." Chen Sheng handed over the search warrant: "As for whether you can find new clues, it depends on your own ability."

Obviously, this offer is more tempting than waiting here.

Before Qu Xiaoshui could speak, Jiang Yue agreed for her.

……

Coming to Jiang Jianqing's studio again, both Qu Xiaoshui and Jiang Yue were somewhat complicated.

Because of the needs of the case, they also inquired about the relevant information on the profession of cultural relic restorer.

Do not check, I don’t know, I’m scared.

None of them expected that to become a real cultural relic restorer, they would need to have professional knowledge in so many disciplines. Only with a huge reserve of knowledge can they be invincible in the restoration of cultural relics.

To become a qualified cultural relic restorer, knowledge reserves are not enough, and great patience and perseverance are also required.

Apprentices generally need to follow the master for many years, and go through layers of inspections before they can successfully graduate.

Therefore, the number of true restoration masters is extremely rare, and each one is a national treasure.

Neither Qu Xiaoshui nor Jiang Yue hoped that such a proficient restoration master who could save countless treasures would take away the lives of others with his miraculous hands.

Jiang Jianqing's workbench was cleaned up very clean.

But in the corner of the studio, there are still many damaged wooden sculptures that need to be repaired.

Qu Xiaoshui squatted beside the broken wood carvings, using a brush to collect some debris on the ground.

Jiang Yue went to find the tool rack here more directly.

"I found it." Jiang Yue found a white glove stained with a little dark red blood on the top of the tool shelf.

And the style of this glove is the same as Li Yitai's.

Qu Xiaoshui put the gloves into the evidence bag.

"I searched around, but I couldn't find a knife whose shape matched the murder weapon." Qu Xiaoshui sighed.

It can be said that the two of them put in a lot of effort, and the only gain was a white glove.

　Suddenly thought it would be over soon...

　　Originally, I wanted to stick to a million.

　　Code words are not easy, please take pity on everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)