Chapter five hundred and seventieth palm print solving the case
When Qin Xuan said this, Si Wenzhong cursed: "Shut up! You repeated villain, you witnessed that Fu Diewu killed someone, and then said that Hua Liniang killed someone. Now you blame me for the crime. Your words are not trustworthy at all!"
Gong Busan said angrily: "Si Wenzhong! Is the witness credible? Whether it is adopted by me? "As soon as he said, he picked up an arrow and threw it on the ground, saying: "The mouth is thirty! Let me warn you!"
Si Wenzhong was still about to speak, and the yamen on both sides had already stepped forward. One person on the left and right cut Si Wenzhong's hands behind his back and forced him to kneel down. Another person stood in front and beat him on his face without saying a word.
With the sound of Si Wenzhong's mouth squeaking, Gong Buchan turned his eyes and looked at Qin Xuan, saying, "Stop it!"
"Yes!" Qin Xuan wiped his sweat secretly, and then said, "The villain was afraid for a moment, knocked over the medicine jar and disturbed Master Si. When Master Si found out that he was young, he threatened and tempted him. The villain was just a commoner, and even if he sued him in Beijing, he could not win the lawsuit. Master Si was a person around the prefect, and he was a scholar. He spoke heavily. Not to mention others, even the prefect who was a judge of the case would definitely be biased towards Master Si. Then Master Si promised him again. When the time passed, he asked the villain to reopen the medicine shop and wrote a plaque to spread the reputation of the villain. At this point, the villain agreed to him."
He paused and continued, "Master Si was afraid that the villain would turn against him at the last minute, so he asked the villain to help him design the crime scene. The more gloomy and weird it would be. Only by pulling the villain into the water can he ensure that the villain would not tell the truth. So..."
He has already said this, and there is nothing left that cannot be said. After all, it is not himself who killed people. He is just a person who knows the truth and hides the truth at most.
Qin Xuan continued: "So, the villain cut Xu Dake's body with a sharp blade, and then drizzled it with honey. The smell of honey attracted a large group of ants and insects, gnawing on the corpse, and it became the way it was when the government finally discovered it."
Si Wenzhong's cheek was constantly being whipped. He struggled while shouting something, but no one could understand what it was.
After a while, the punishment for stuttering the mouth was completed. Si Wenzhong had already been beaten to the point of being blurred. At this time, Widow Hua did not support him at all, but avoided half of her body in disgust, as if she was afraid that Si Wenzhong would touch her.
Si Wenzhong had a faint sweat on his forehead and blood on his mouth and nose. He knelt down on the ground and shouted, "Master, you have just left! I was framed by this mere villain. Lord, who can still make the decision for me now!"
Gong Buzan was a little impatient and had no sympathy. He thought to himself that this old man didn't understand what it means to be cold when he walked away.
Gong Busan was originally incompatible with Wang Dazhang. Before he could take revenge on Wang Dazhang, Wang Dazhang was stabbed by a bandit in Jiangbei Village. Now that he had just left, Si Wenzhong, the former subordinate of the prefect, hit the gun. It would be fine if he didn't mention Wang Dazhang, but he called the prefect every word. Isn't this asking for death by himself?
Gong Buchan sneered and said, "Don't think you were a subordinate of Lord Wang who was not wealthy. I dare not sentence you. If it is for the welfare of the people and to make the people feel wronged, I don't care about killing you!"
Even after this, Si Wenzhong still didn't believe it. Could it be that Gong Busan didn't even talk about any affection?
He crawled forward and cried, "Oh my god! You open your eyes! Hua Liniang is a slut, a slut, Qin Xuan is just a repetitive villain. How can these two people believe in the words? The villain is a scholar, a scholar! It's really a disgrace to be a gentleman! Oh my god!"
Chen Kanglei smiled and said, "Report to the adults, the boy has physical evidence to prove that Si Wenzhong killed someone."
Si Wenzhong's crying became slightly smaller. How could this be possible? How could this kid have physical evidence in his hands to prove that he killed someone?
Although he didn't believe it, he mentioned it in his heart. After all, he had done it, and he was not a habitual criminal who became a murderer. How could he not be afraid?
Gong Busan nodded slightly and said, "You should present the evidence."
Chen Kang bowed his hand and stretched out his hand slightly, took out a handprint from his sleeve. He smiled slightly and said, "This handprint was collected by an uncle from a boy from under the counter of Qinji Pharmaceutical Store."
He shook his sleeves, took out another ink handprint, and said, "This is the palm print collected from the knife Xu Dake carried with him. If the boy is not wrong, these two palm prints belong to Master Si. If Master doesn't believe it, he can verify it in class."
Si Wenzhong showed fear and said, "How is this possible! Even if there are palm prints, they have been washed clean! Qin Ji Pharmaceutical Store has been reopened for several days. How could it be left with bloody handprints? How can the handprints be collected on the blade? Tell me!"
Chen Kang smiled slightly and said, "Master Si doesn't know that the blood will dry up after a long time, the color will turn dark red and solidify. The counter of Qinji Pharmaceutical Store is made of mahogany. It doesn't mean that the handprints do not exist. The boy's uncle happened to know a method, brush a layer of alum on the blood stains, and then print it with ink on the blood stains, and then print the blood again. These two handprints come from evidence closely related to the case. If Master Si had not appeared at the scene of the crime, how could he leave a palm print handprint?"
Si Wenzhong didn't know that there was such a thing in the world. At this time, the yamen came forward and wanted to collect Si Wenzhong's palm lines.
Si Wenzhong struggled, so he could only let the yamen collect his palm lines. Compared with each other, the two were exactly the same.
Gong Buchan sneered: "Si Wenzhong, what else do you have to say!"
Si Wenzhong shook his head and said, "Sir! Si is wronged, Si is wronged! How can a mere palm print be used as physical evidence!"
Chen Kang looked at Si Wenzhong with a sneer and said, "Of course!" He lifted his lower robe, stepped forward, bowed, and said cautiously: "In ancient times, soldiers had to make a book, called "jiuzhuan", which was used to identify who was who," the "Shuotai Tui Lu" recorded: "Before, because the Cen Ministry was stationed in Taiyang, everything should be dispatched nearby. The department hall had no decisions, or it was filed for verification and not wholesale. The so-called "jiuzhuan" was compiled in the camp. It was not found. It was detailed and reported, but it was a verification and verification? When was the application issued? When was the delivery? The road was quickly found and reported, and no one or two matters could be folded. It was said that the department hall was lazy in wholesale."
Chapter completed!