Forensic Medicine Qu Xiaoshui

Chapter 241 Handicraft Murder Case (20)

Cong Li struggled to pull out a smile: "I haven't heard you call me that in many years."

Since Cong Li's accident, Jiang Jianqing has been very careful with him, for fear of accidentally touching Cong Li's sadness.

Jiang Jianqing never called "Senior Brother" a very common title in the past after the fire.

"Actually, I always thought that I would find Wu Chuanming that morning, and it was the guidance of my destiny." Cong Li walked in front of Jiang Jianqing and said.

He looked at the policemen present, and then at the one-way glass. Cong Li knew that someone behind him was also paying attention to the situation here: "At that time, I was just going to deliver a new batch of wood to his shop. , I didn’t expect such a coincidence to see him playing with the Water Moon Avalokitesvara statue.”

Cong Li couldn't help but smiled wryly: "I could tell right away that it was a cultural relic that had just been unearthed."

Even though the body suffered irreversible damage, those sharp eyes did not forget the past.

Early that morning, Cong Li went directly to Chuanming Handicraft Store according to the agreed time.

At the front desk, Cong Li was holding the wood that he wanted to give to Wu Chuanming, and stared blankly at the unforgettable Water Moon Avalokitesvara statue.

Wu Chuanming also seemed to have noticed something was wrong, but he thought that the ordinary craftsman before Cong Li had already seen the clue, so he frowned and said, "What else is wrong with you? If you have nothing to do, put your things down and leave quickly."

"Why do you have this statue of Guanyin in your store? It shouldn't appear here. It should belong to flower growers, not be treated as an ordinary commodity." Cong Li followed the statue of Guanyin with a blink of an eye. don't blink.

Wu Chuanming took a deep breath, and the guilt on his face disappeared for a moment. He waved away Cong Li's outstretched hand, and walked directly to the Guanyin statue.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He picked up the Guanyin statue with some effort, trying to put it back in the box.

He was also careless, usually he always handles these "black goods" very carefully, but today he also felt that it was still early and no one would come, so he wanted to take it out and have a look.

Now being seen by Cong Li, I don't know if it will cause trouble.

Wu Chuanming just wanted to put it away and get rid of it quickly, so as not to cause trouble to his upper body.

"You can't just take it away like this!" The wood that Cong Li originally held in his arms was scattered all over the ground, and he immediately grabbed it.

He knew that once transferred by Wu Chuanming, the Guanyin statue might not see the light of day.

"What are you talking about? Don't hinder my business." Wu Chuanming turned sideways to block it, still holding the Guanyin statue tightly in his hands.

"This is not a commodity at all, you can't dispose of it at will."

Whether Cong Li was injured or not, the weight of the Guanyin statue was not light, and his arms were very difficult during the fight.

During the dispute, Cong Li didn't notice for a while, and was pushed to the ground by Wu Chuanming.

And the statue of Avalokitesvara, which was originally held by two people, fell directly to the ground because of the lack of one person to support it.

The dark Guanyin statue was at Cong Li's feet, torn apart and falling apart.

"Ah!" Cong Li ignored the pain in his body, looked at the damaged Avalokitesvara, and wailed.

Wu Chuanming was also a little dumbfounded.

After all, in his eyes, this thing is worth a lot of money.

Cong Li climbed up to the Guanyin statue, picked up the scattered pieces with trembling hands, and hugged them carefully in his arms.

Seeing his heartbroken appearance, Wu Chuanming's anger surged upwards.

"You bastard!" He kicked Cong Li hard, knocking him down on the pile of wood residue.

If Cong Li hadn't come to snatch it, the Guanyin statue would not have been broken!

In the interrogation room, Cong Li showed an expression more painful than crying. Thinking of the moment when the Guanyin statue was broken, his heart still ached.

"At that time, Wu Chuanming continued to attack me relentlessly, and I grabbed the dagger that was originally hidden in the Guanyin statue in the hiding room." At that time, Cong Li was lying on the ground, curled up as much as possible , in order to protect the fragile organs.

"When he rushed over to beat me relentlessly, the blade pierced directly into Wu Chuanming's chest." The rusty short sword had no scabbard, but even though the blade was full of rust, it was still extremely sharp.

When seeing Wu Chuanming collapsed, Cong Li was both flustered and grateful.

"After that, I didn't know what to do when faced with Wu Chuanming's body." Killing Wu Chuanming was an accident, and he didn't expect Wu Chuanming to die so easily.

He looked at Jiang Jianqing, with a dazed expression because of the memory, and then looked at the several policemen present: "I want to take away the fragments of the Guanyin statue, but I am afraid that the police will not be able to find out what Wu Chuanming is doing secretly, so I only take the big pieces. The pieces were collected together, wrapped in rice paper, and brought directly back to the studio."

He said apologetically to Jiang Jianqing: "I didn't want to cause you trouble, so I didn't say anything after I went back."

"I hid those pieces in the place where I put the wood, thinking that everything would pass. I also know that it will be a matter of time before the police come to my door. I just want to delay a little longer. In the end, I still add more So much trouble."

"However, after the incident, Master Jiang still knew that you were the real murderer, and in order to cover you, he even did a lot of cover-up work on the scene." Jiang Yue looked at the ashamed Cong Li and said.

Cong Li was even more ashamed.

"Shouldn't you meet by chance like Master Cong Li? You must have heard that Wu Chuanming was secretly reselling newly unearthed cultural relics early in the morning, right?" Qu Xiaoshui asked Jiang Jianqing.

Seeing that he acquiesced, he continued to ask: "You probably planned to go to his shop to find out, but when you arrived, you found that Wu Chuanming had been killed. Is that so?"

"Yes." Jiang Jianqing nodded, acknowledging all of Qu Xiaoshui's speculations.

Early that morning, he finished his breakfast absent-mindedly, and hurried to Wu Chuanming's shop. He thought, with more persuasion, he could always come up with a way to get the best of both worlds.

If it doesn't work, he can call the police in private.

But as soon as he walked into the store, he saw Wu Chuanming lying on the ground with a sharp knife in his chest, and the messy pieces of wood on the ground.

"As soon as I saw those broken pieces, I knew it must be an old object with a lot of history." Jiang Jianqing still remembers the heartache when he first saw those pieces.

"Golden nanmu is so easy to identify, I can tell it at a glance, it must be a treasure unearthed from the imperial mausoleum." On this point, the two brothers seemed to have withdrawn.

"I found that Wu Chuanming was dead. I wanted to call the police directly, but before I took out my mobile phone to call the police, I found Wu Chuanming's feet with the sweat towel of the senior brother." He glanced at Cong Li.

Cong Li's eyes turned red instantly.

"I can roughly deduce what happened." Jiang Jianqing held his left hand tightly with his right hand, allowing himself to calmly describe what happened at the beginning.

(End of this chapter)