Chapter 159: The Missing Maid

Zhen Shicheng pushed the door in, and the familiar smell of blood came over her face.
He looked around first, and the messy blood footprints on the ground made him frown.
There are so many footprints that show the chaos at the time of the incident.
The candlestick used as a murder weapon fell to the ground, with a dark red tip and a cold color.
Zhen Shicheng turned his head and asked, "Which wardrobe?"
Xie Qingyao glanced at Jiang Si and raised his hand to point out the closet that Jiang Si had previously opened.
"Everyone, don't come in anymore." Zhen Shicheng said, and walked in with his capable subordinates to check.
The first thing he checked was the wardrobe.
Just as Jiang Si discovered, there are two incomplete fingerprints in a very inconspicuous place in the closet. From the angle of the fingerprints, one can imagine the place where the hands are most likely to stay when a person hides his body in the closet.
Such fingerprints really cannot be left by the maids who took and put clothes.
Zhen Shicheng stared at the fingerprint thoughtfully.
Can leave such obvious fingerprints, sweat is one aspect, is there something on that person's hand?
Zhen Shicheng carefully checked the situation in the cabinet, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and shouted to his subordinates: "Bring the tweezers and oil paper."
After receiving the objects handed over by his subordinates, Zhen Shicheng carefully picked up an object from the slightly messy clothes on the top and placed it on the greased paper.
Those are two hairs.
Zhen Shicheng was suddenly excited.
The clothes in the closet are all washed clothes. The Xungui's family pays attention to it. How can hair appear in the clean clothes of the mistress of the house?
This possibility is minimal, and the biggest possibility is that these two hairs were left by the murderer!
Although he found something, Zhen Shicheng was very calm, gave the evidence to his subordinates to collect, and carefully checked the various places in the room, and walked out after being busy for half an hour.
Seeing Zhen Shicheng coming out, Uncle Yong Chang couldn't wait to ask: "Master Zhen, how is it?"
"I want to know when this closet was last cleaned up?"
Immediately a maid said timidly: "The clothes that the maidservant collected at sunset yesterday were folded and put in the closet. The cabinet on the right is full, and part of it is placed in this cabinet."
"So, the clothes that were collected before dark yesterday?"
The maid nodded hurriedly.
Zhen Shicheng stroked his beard, which gave Uncle Yong Chang a reply: "There should be someone hiding in the closet."
"Really?" Uncle Yong Chang was shocked, and after the shock was terrible anger.
There is someone hidden in the closet of his and his wife's bedroom. Who else is that must be the murderer of his wife!
Uncle Yong Chang firmly shook Zhen Shicheng's hand: "Master Zhen, please be sure to find out the murderer!"
"Uncle rest assured, I will do my best. I don't know where Mrs. Uncle will stop?"
Uncle Yong Chang hesitated.
Zhen Shicheng is quite calm: "Any physical evidence or speculation is less important than examining the victim's body."
Uncle Yong Chang still hesitated.
Although he agreed to invite the government to intervene under the persuasion of his sons and daughters, he still had difficulty accepting his wife's body for inspection when it was really time.
This is almost unimaginable.
"Uncle, this officer brought the female widow to work." Zhen Shicheng knew the reason for the hesitation of Uncle Yong Chang and said.
It's nothing more than ordinary people's homes, not to mention the Bofu, even if the women of the Xiaofu's family can be inspected after being victimized.
Zhen Shicheng is a true temperament, unable to bear the fact that because of the ignorance of the world, the truth will go to sleep with the victim, and he has simply cultivated a female widow.
The female widow he used to work with is the daughter of his many years old wow, and she is also a rare girl.
"Father--" Seeing Uncle Yong Chang was silent, Xie Qingyao couldn't help but shouted, begging with all his eyes.
Uncle Yong Chang finally made up his mind to accompany Zhen Shicheng to the past.
Zhen Shicheng passed by Jiang Si, his eyes fell on her.
He was very curious about how this little girl thought about checking the wardrobe, but it is not convenient to ask about it now. It seems that he has to find a chance to ask.
The mourning hall is located in the adjacent courtyard.
It was hot in June, and Mrs. Yongchang’s coffin was filled with ice basins. As soon as she got close, she felt a bit of coolness.
A young girl with a head in blue cloth was ordered by Zhen Shicheng to go forward and start an autopsy.
"Uncle, let's go back over there and talk." Zhen Shicheng knew many scenes where the suffering master had difficulty undergoing an autopsy, leaving the servants guarding the mourning hall and leaving with Uncle Yong Chang and others.
While the female widow was doing an autopsy, Zhen Shicheng was of course not idle, and immediately used the hall as a court to question the case. The first person to cross-examine was Mrs. Yongchang's personal maid.
The three maids knelt in front of Zhen Shicheng, all faceless.
Zhen Shicheng smiled and said, "We all get up first to talk back. This is not a yamen. The officer who asks you for questioning is not a question of sin, and he doesn't pay attention to kneeling."
Zhen Shicheng's gentle attitude made the three big maids look a little slow, and they hesitated to stand up.
Zhen Shicheng glanced at the three maids and slowly said, "Generally speaking, maids like you are even in numbers, two, four or six, right?"
The three maids froze for a moment, and one of them blurted out: "There is also Qiu Lu!"
Chunfang, Xia Yu, Qiu Lu, and Dongxue are the four maids of Mrs. Yongchang.
"Where is Qiu Lu?" Xie Qing asked with a drink.
Losing her mother, his father also charged with murdering his mother, which made this pure and kind girl into an army.
Jiang Si patted her arm lightly.
Under the comfort of his friends, Xie Qingyao calmed down.
The three maids looked at each other, but no one could tell where Qiu Lu was going.
Chunfang knelt down again, trembling all over: "My lord, yesterday... It was Qiu Lu who was watching the night yesterday!"
In this way, Qiu Lu immediately became the most suspicious person, and Zhen Shicheng decisively said: "Uncle, please immediately order the upper and lower officials to find Qiu Lu first."
Whether Qiu Lu was the murderer or not is still uncertain, but at this time the big maid who was supposed to spend the night has disappeared, which is undoubtedly a clue that cannot be missed.
Soon the whole government mobilized and started looking for the maid Qiu Lu.
For Yongchang Bofu, naturally the people in the mansion are familiar with it, so Zhen Shicheng only sent a few officials to follow.
Time passed, and there was no news of finding the maid Qiu Lu, but the female widow first checked the body of Mrs. Yongchang and came to report.
"Mrs. Bo's fatal wound is in the heart, but there are three wounds around, of different depths, one of which is stuck in the ribs..." The widow made a conclusion and concluded, "This usually happens, one is the murderer experience. Insufficient, and second, lack of strength. Subordinates are more likely to think that the murderer is a woman..."
Uncle Yongchang changed his color: "Have you found Qiu Lu!"
Wu Zuo inferred that the murderer was a woman, and Qiu Lu, the maid, was nowhere to be found. In all likelihood, Qiu Lu was the murderer.
Zhen Shicheng's old spirit was there, and his face was not showing the slightest expression.
It's too early to make a conclusion, and everything has to wait for Qiu Lu's whereabouts.