Chapter 301 Getting angry


    "Take it out." Yu Linlang didn''t even want to say a word of extra nonsense.


    "Sir, I have sent someone to check nearby. The back window is connected to the alley, and there are many households in it." Wu Yong frowned, "If the murderer is really a thief who touches the door, it will be difficult to find."


    Yu Linlang walked to the window and looked out.


    The alley is narrow and dark, and with the eyesight of ordinary people, the visibility is extremely low.


    "I''ll go around and take a look, you can continue to test." Yu Linlang ordered Chitu and turned around and left the small room.


    The gate of the courtyard was open, and many onlookers had been dispersed by the yamen runners, but some people were still hiding in the corner and protruding their heads towards them.


    Yu Linlang walked through three or four small bungalows and walked around the dark alley behind.


    When she appeared under the window with no expression on her face, Wu Yong hurriedly stepped forward and handed the umbrella out, "Sir, give you the umbrella, the rain is getting heavier."


    Yu Linlang waved his hand to refuse, lowered his eyes and looked at the muddy soil under the window.


    Two half-palm-sized bricks were scattered there.


    The traces have been washed away by the rain, and there are only some old dirt on the windowsill, and there are no traces of human climbing.


    But those two bricks were obviously used to use for foot pads.


    At that time, someone might have stood outside this window, watching the dead slowly clear the last drop of blood on his body, and died in a deep state.


    She went back to the yard and entered the wing room. The Chitu had already tested it.


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


    "He died on the bed and kept lying on his back, um... It can be seen that he was sleeping at that time." Chitu used a ruler to measure a piece of blue purple on the man''s chest, "You see this."


    "Sir, was you beaten during your lifetime?" Wu Yong asked.


    "That''s it..." Chitu made a move to press his elbow against the other party''s chest.


    "This is the murderer''s move." Chitu put one hand on her chest and the other hand raised the dagger to simulate her speculation.


    "Then..." Chitu pulled over the messy quilt on the side and pressed it on the upper body of the deceased, "wrapped the head with the quilt to isolate some of the sound."


    "So, inside the bedding, there will be a lot of blood splashed out from the dead, which is the reason."


    "The blood was basically on this bed, and a lot of it was swept away by a quilt, so not many of them dripped on the ground."


    Yu Linlang nodded slightly, "The tests were written, the size of the wound was measured, and the immediate relatives of the deceased were called over to ask questions."


    "Yes." Wu Yong bowed with his fists and quickly walked out and called Lao Jintou.


    "Sir, then if you say so, the murderer should be an adult man with great strength!" Xiaogu held his arms and looked at the deceased on the bed. "He moved very quickly and he got rid of the deceased with one knife as soon as he entered the door!"


    Yu Linlang stared at the deceased''s chest dizzy and thoughtfully.


    "You are just smart." Chitu took off his hand and patted the drum, "Go, take the test certificate and show me. Have you written it clearly?"


    "oh."


    "Can you practice your words well?"


    Yu Linlang felt that the house was cramped, so she simply went to the yard to ask about the family''s situation.


    The old woman cried and cried silently, and the old golden head knelt on the dry tobacco pipe, squatting on the ground for a long time without any reaction. "How could this happen? When I came to deliver the meal at noon, I was still lying in the house." A peasant woman cried, wiping her tears.


    "Crying and crying is not unlucky enough." The old golden-headed cursed with a tiger face.


    "Sir, this is the old lady of the Jin family. She has three daughters and one son. She lives on Xiliutou Street all year round. Her son Jin Laifu is the deceased in the house."


    Wu Yong pointed to the peasant woman who spoke before, "This is the second daughter of Mr. Jin''s family, Jin Zhaodi. As we understand, all three daughters of his family are not far away and live near Xiliutou Street."


    "Laifu, Laifu!" As he spoke, two dusty women ran in from outside and shouted in a hurry, "What''s wrong? Why did I hear people spread rumors outside and say that my brother is gone?"


    "Big sister and third sister, why are you here now?" The second sister Jin Zhaodi covered her face and whimpered, "Laifu, he is gone, Laifu, Laifu!"


    The two of them were dressed in coarse cloth peasant women when they entered the door, and their gray clothes made their faces look haggard and tired.


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


    "Crying, crying, mourning!" Old Jintou cursed angrily.


    Old Mrs. Jin jumped up and rushed over, regardless of pulling her daughter-in-law''s hair and tearing her torture her, "It''s all your fault for being a gods star, the gods star! I killed my precious son, why don''t you die!"


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


    The yamen runners did not dare to neglect and hurriedly stepped forward to separate the vicious old lady.


    "Sir, this is Wang, Jin Laifu has just started his wife for less than a year."


    "If you are noisy, you will be yelling and swearing. If you give me ten sticks, don''t think that you can be lawless when you are old!" Yu Linlang scolded, "Where are they growing up? Call me here!"


    Yu Linlang''s voice suddenly appeared, and the rest of the people were afraid to show their anger.


    The village chief could only run out from behind the crowd, bowing with a bitter face, "Big, I''ve seen an adult."


    "What''s going on in this family? Just three sons and three daughters? All three daughters are married nearby?"


    "Yes. Jin Laidi, Jin Zhaodi, and Jin Lingdi are all not far away, and they often come home to take care of their younger brothers every day."


    "My brother is already twenty-six or seven years old, what should I take care of? Don''t you have to take care of my in-laws? Is he disabled or something? Is he not working to do?"


    Some people laughed outside the yard, "Sir, Jin Laifu is the eldest treasure of their Jin family. He never works. He opens his mouth and clothes to reach out. He is so adult, he can''t even peel an egg shell. He has to feed it to his mouth every time! It''s so nourishing than the emperor."


    There was a burst of laughter around.


    Old Mrs. Jin blushed and jumped up and cursed, "Let your mother''s dog P! My family is lucky, and we can afford to support him if he doesn''t work. You must meddle in other people''s business and talk nonsense."


    Someone then sarcastically sarcastically through the door, "Yes, my fate is good, I''m going to report to the Ultimate Spring."


    "I tear your stinky mouth from the family on Tuesday!"


    "Don''t make a noise!" The yamen runner roared, "You are not allowed to interrupt when you ask questions. Just say whatever you ask, and don''t talk nonsense."


    "When did you find out he died?"


    "It was ten days later, and we got home from work." Old Mrs. Jin was excited again, "It''s all because of this thief who ran out of the house without guarding the road. Her husband was at home, so she could go out for free."


    "Mother-in-law, I went to wash my clothes for Aunt San. I saw that my husband was sleeping, and he never liked that we were working in the yard and clamoring him, so I thought that I could go to Aunt San to wash clothes and earn three cents."


    "Hey, I''ll testify about this! It''s true." The old woman named Aunt San squeezed out of the crowd and said, "Mrs. Wang kept putting her home to help with laundry in the afternoon, and the laundry in the yard could testify."