Forensic Medicine Qu Xiaoshui

Chapter 235 Handicraft Murder Case (14)

"The question came out, he said, because Jiang Jianqing excitedly said that he would go to the Chuanming Handicraft Store before leaving the house, but he didn't come back after that. Li Yitai was very worried about his master, so he went to see the situation." Zhang Ming said.

After thinking for a while, he added: "He said that when he arrived at the handicraft store, Wu Chuanming was lying on the ground, mortally dead, with a long knife stuck in his chest."

Zhang Ming shrugged: "He may have sensed that Jiang Jianqing was the one who did the fighting, so he took maintenance actions almost without thinking about it."

The same is true.

That day, Li Yitai went to the master's house to have breakfast. Early in the morning, the master seemed to be preoccupied, and even lost his mind frequently while eating.

"Master...Master?" Li Yitai had already finished eating, looking at the almost untouched breakfast in front of Jiang Jianqing, he wanted to persuade him to eat some.

As a result, Jiang Jianqing, who was still in a daze before, patted the table hard and stood up.

"No! I have to go and clarify with Wu Chuanming." Jiang Jianqing blushed and said a little excitedly.

After finishing speaking, he ignored his apprentice who was worried about him and left directly.

Li Yitai had no choice but to pack up the dishes and go straight to the studio.

But in the studio, I waited and waited, and when it was time to start work, the master still didn't come back.

Li Yitai was really worried, locked the door hastily, and went to Wu Chuanming's shop.

When he entered the shop, the shop was very quiet.

Many of Wu Chuanming's businesses are in shambles, so he didn't hire any employees, and he has been taking care of them all the time.

So even if no one came to greet him, Li Yitai didn't notice anything abnormal at all.

As a result, he had just walked a few steps in when he saw Wu Chuanming lying on the ground not far away with a long knife stuck in his chest.

Li Yitai subconsciously knew that the one who killed Wu Chuanming must be his master.

So he took out the gloves from his back pocket without any hesitation.

After putting on the gloves, the first thing Li Yitai did was to destroy the scene.

He pushed down the tables and chairs in a mess, threw some worthless handicrafts on the ground at will, and tore a few sets of calligraphy and paintings from the wall, and threw them on the ground at will.

In order to increase reliability, he carefully took a few real antiques from the shelf and placed them on the ground, as if they had accidentally dropped them during a fight.

After doing all this, Li Yitai fled the scene in a hurry.

"So, Li Yitai didn't see Jiang Jianqing's murder process, but he just thought that the person who killed Wu Chuanming was his master? That's why he kept silent?" Qu Xiaoshui asked.

"Yes, he wanted to disguise the scene as a robbery and homicide, so as to disrupt the police's search." Zhang Ming had to say that this kid was a little naive.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and it is the beginning of another day.

Early in the morning, Qu Xiaoshui came to Jiang Jianqing's studio by himself.

Li Yitai reopened the door of the studio at the stipulated time according to the past practice, and did not slack off in the slightest because of Jiang Jianqing's absence.

When Qu Xiaoshui came in, he was concentrating on the previous notes while carefully outlining the patterns on the wooden block.

That should be his daily routine of practicing hands.

"The painting is so delicate." Qu Xiaoshui sighed.

Li Yitai's notes are full of pictures and texts, and the records are particularly detailed.

From the direction of the pattern, the texture of the wood, the materials and tools, every detail is recorded in great detail.

What Li Yitai is sketching right now is the lotus finger.

A large pile of rice paper was spread on the table, only the wooden block in his hand was firmly grasped in the palm of his hand.

"Excuse me." Qu Xiaoshui was afraid that his sudden sound would affect the lines he was drawing, so he knocked lightly on the door panel.

Li Yitai looked towards the door, saw that it was Qu Xiaoshui who came, and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

He had acquainted with this policewoman a few times, and he really felt that she was a bit difficult to deal with.

Qu Xiaoshui walked to the side of the workbench, and beside Li Yitai was a restored wooden Buddha statue.

The wood carvings are laid flat on white cotton cloth.

Qu Xiaoshui walked over and squatted down, and found out for the first time: "So the inside of the Buddha statue is empty?" She always thought it was solid.

"Yes." Li Yitai put down the tools in his hand, put away the wooden block, walked to Qu Xiaoshui's side, and squatted down.

"This is called the inner hole. It is to prevent deformation or cracking caused by drying, so the inside of the Buddha statue is hollowed out." Qu Xiaoshui was very interested, and Li Yitai was not stingy in explaining it.

Moreover, when it comes to the job he likes, Li Yitai, who has always had no good looks, has a gleam in his eyes.

In the process of telling, he was even a little happy, and the corners of his mouth curved up slightly.

"I see." Qu Xiaoshui nodded receptively.

"Not only that, but the inner hole can also reduce weight. In the past, monks in the monastery would put things like scriptures or Buddhist relics in them, which were called womb storage."

Seeing that Qu Xiaoshui really listened to it, Li Yitai continued to popularize science as a teacher.

Qu Xiaoshui nodded with a smile: "It seems a bit like a time capsule in a movie."

Qu Xiaoshui felt too close to Li Yitai at this time, like an old friend, which made Li Yitai unconsciously let go of his guard.

"Yes." Li Yitai was very happy. Someone was willing to listen to him, and his attitude immediately improved a lot.

Just as he smiled, he suddenly remembered the two people's opposing identities, immediately put on a straight face, returned to the workbench, and asked coldly: "What's the matter today?"

He picked up the piece of wood used for practice again, dipped something with a brush, and began to draw on it carefully.

"Actually, in this studio, we detected the sawdust of golden nanmu." Qu Xiaoshui said while observing his reaction.

Seeing that Li Yitai's movements did not stop, Qu Xiaoshui continued: "I want to ask if you have any relevant clues."

"Is it golden nanmu?" His pen stopped, his eyes fixed on the lines that were no longer coherent due to the pause of the strokes: "I don't know, I don't know much about it."

Seemingly realizing his mistake, Li Yitai hurriedly wiped off the wrong place with a white cotton cloth beside him.

"That's it." Qu Xiaoshui walked to his workbench.

"Li Yitai, why did you lie and say that you have never used gelatin?" Qu Xiaoshui asked. It was when Li Yitai said that he could not use gelatin when he was in the temple.

Li Yitai felt that he couldn't draw any more. He held the pen tightly in his hand and looked at the wooden block in his hand: "Because, the master really cares about other people's use of gelatin to restore cultural relics."

"He always said that if the gelatin is not used well, it is destroying the cultural relics. That's why I secretly take it home and practice on my own." Li Yitai's hand was very steady, and he pointed at the already formed lotus.

"He forbids you to use gelatin. Besides not being skilled enough, is there any other reason?" Qu Xiaoshui felt strange.

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