Daming King of Punishment

"That's right! This is a key point." Song Wuya discovered the clue from here, and he explained: "At that time, Mengniang said to deliver water to Miss Mengdie and Li Wei, but Brother Bai must have not noticed, Mengdie There isn't even a basin full of water in the girl's room!"

"Could it be that Mengniang went to Miss Mengdie's room without bringing hot water?" Bai Zhuo understood why Song Wuya suspected Mengniang, it seemed that Mengniang had lied from the beginning.

Song Wuya nodded, and then said: "Not to mention that there is no basin full of hot water in the room, and there is no such basin outside the room, and there is even no trace of water on the floor of the room."

"In that case, Mengniang didn't deliver hot water, but made a deliberate appearance so that he could become the No. Did you know that the two of them died in the room?"

"I can't rule out this possibility! I think this matter is very strange. I wonder why this Mengniang would say that she is going to deliver hot water?" Song Wuya doubted this matter, but not because he doubted whether Mengniang knew about the room. Someone died inside, but he chose to focus on a hot water. "He can use other reasons. Even if there is no reason, he can go to Miss Mengdie's room to wake the two of them up. But she didn't, but she focused on the hot water delivery, but it happened that the hot water delivery was not the same. It's a lie that can be easily seen by others. Because there is no fire in the back kitchen, it's not obvious to her..."

"My lord! The government came to report and found Huang An's body!"

Chapter 272 Suicide in a deserted house

Chapter 272 Suicide in a deserted house

Song Wuya's words were interrupted, he immediately went straight to the door, and immediately went downstairs to follow the yamen servant who came to report to the scene.

Soon, Song Wuya and Bai Zhuo followed the yamen servant to a dilapidated courtyard in the northern suburbs of the provincial capital.

This place has been surrounded by yamen servants, and the governor is waiting anxiously at the door.

"My lord, where is Huang An's body?" Song Wuya went straight to the point, looking at the yard behind him.

The governor of the provincial government immediately let Song Wuya and Bai Zhuo into the courtyard, and said as he walked: "Huang An committed suicide inside the house, I have sent someone to notify his family."

There were two murder cases in succession, and the dead were all well-known figures in the city.The sons of two wealthy businessmen, and the number one brothel with whom everyone is willing to spend a good night.

It has to be said that the occurrence of this case will definitely shock the entire provincial capital.

Song Wuya nodded, and followed the governor into the hall of the courtyard.

"The girl in the brothel and the second son Li were indeed killed by Huang An. He must have known that he would die, so he committed suicide in this shabby house." The governor of the provincial government made his own calculations and directly killed the two. The murderer was identified as Huang An, and he closed the case with one sentence.

Song Wuya looked at Huang An who was hanging high in front of him, and frowned.

"Has the scene been damaged?" Song Wuya asked directly, looking down at the ground.

The messy footprints on the ground are no longer enough to explain anything. This abandoned courtyard has been around for an unknown number of years. It is full of weeds and dust, and it is a desolate scene.

The governor shook his head: "No, after Huang An was discovered, no one has touched the body or the scene, just waiting for Mr. Song to come and check."

"Oh!" Song Wuya nodded, and continued to check the ground, except when he came in, he never looked at Huang An's body.

This kind of behavior has to make people puzzled. Bai Zhuo naturally knew Song Wuya's handling of the case, although he was puzzled, he didn't say much.

But the governor of the provincial government is different. Seeing that Song Wuya ignored Huang An's strength from the beginning to the end, he immediately reminded: "Young Master Song, this corpse..."

"Oh! It's okay. Anyway, after hanging for so long, I can't hang for a while longer." Song Wuya responded indifferently, not taking this matter seriously.

Song Wuya has already said this, is the governor still willing to remind you?Anyway, at this moment, the governor of the provincial government didn't understand Song Wuya's intentions, so he could only wait patiently.

The messy ground was full of footprints, and it was impossible to identify which one was left by Huang An.Song Wuya looked carefully at other places around him, and found that no one had been to other places except this one.Obviously, this matter is very simple, and the most important thing in the whole yard is only this small area.

At this moment, he looked up at the corpse hanging above. Song Wuya followed the beam hanging from the corpse to the stool under his feet.

"I didn't expect such a good stool to exist in this dilapidated room." Song Wuya smiled and teased the governor, pointing at the stool and said: "Although this stool is old, the paint surface is still extremely smooth. Compared with other furniture in this room, it seems out of place."

"Eh? Don't tell me, Mr. Song really has good eyes, but I didn't pay attention to this." The governor nodded with a smile.

After Song Wuya said this, everyone could see the clue, the stool that Huang An was stepping on was indeed strange.

At this point, Song Wuya joked again: "Hehe! I never thought that Mr. Huang An is also a meticulous person. He knows that there is no decent stool here. If you hang yourself on the beam, you have to bring a stool yourself. It has to be praised. ah!"

Song Wuya's words sound ridiculous, but his ridicule is really funny.But people with a discerning eye could immediately hear that there was something in these words. Song Wuya was clearly saying that this Huang An did not commit suicide at all, but died of homicide.

"My lord, look at this Mr. Huang. Not only did he bring a stool, but he even made a joke with us when he died. The footprints on this stool are all upside down!" Song Wuya lifted up the chair on the ground. A stool, pointing to the footprints on the painted surface of the stool.

On the rope hanging from the beam, Huang An's body was still hanging, and there was a stool brought from elsewhere under his feet, and a footprint opposite to the footprint was left on the stool.

"An'er! An'er!" There were cries from outside the courtyard, and Master Huang went straight to the hall, looking at Huang An who was hanging up, crying bitterly.

Facing the grief-stricken Master Huang, Song Wuya did not persuade him, but said to the provincial governor: "My lord, you can put down the autopsy now."

Hearing this, the provincial government lord did not hesitate at all, and immediately sent someone to put down the body and put it outside the courtyard.When Song Wuya came to the corpse, Wu Zuo had already arrived.He took out a bunch of autopsy tools, facing Song Wuya and said politely: "Master Song, can you do an autopsy on the young one?"

"Yes." Song Wuya nodded, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

The inspection began immediately. He checked the mouth and nose of the deceased Huang An and recorded them one by one.Wu Zuo swung the dead man's head from side to side, looking at the dead man's neck.

"Hiss! Strange!" Wu Zuo suddenly took a breath, and turned his head left and right to look at the neck of the corpse with a puzzled expression on his face.

"The stretch mark is twisted on the back of the neck, you can't write these words?" Song Wuya looked at Wu Zuo and asked with a smile.

Wu Zuo was startled, and immediately said in shock: "My lord, that's not right! This suicide, how could the tear stains be on the back of the neck!"

"That's right! Before the autopsy, I had already seen that Huang An did not commit suicide, but a homicide, and now there is an autopsy as evidence, this has been confirmed without a doubt." Song Wuya turned to look at the governor and Mr. Huang.

Master Huang burst into tears, hearing Song Wuya's words, he almost fainted.

"Your Excellency, you must be the master for the common people! My son's death is wronged!" Master Huang understood that Huang An, who thought he was murdering and committed suicide in fear of crime, actually died of homicide, which shocked him extremely.

Song Wuya hurriedly supported Master Huang, and comforted him: "Master Huang, please stand up, I will definitely not let go of the real culprit who killed Young Master Ling. I also hope that Master Huang's grief will change, and I will have a few days to investigate this matter."

The mournful Master Huang, although he stopped crying because of Song Wuya's words, how could the grief on his face be replaced with a smile.

The governor of the provincial government nodded repeatedly and applauded: "This case is so strange, and it's thanks to me that I have found Mr. Song who can solve the case like a god. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the three of you will be killed by my method alone." People just died in vain."

Hearing the self-blame of the governor, Song Wuya only smiled slightly.The old master Huang hurriedly persuaded: "Your Excellency, you must not blame yourself. The murderer's methods are cruel and have been hidden from all of us. It is understandable that the Lord of the Provincial Government was overlooked for a while. Now Mr. Song has solved the case." There are clues in the case, and the provincial government will have to avenge the grassroots in the future!"

"That's natural, that's natural!" The governor of the province naturally smiled after being praised, and immediately helped Mr. Huang up.

The provincial government lord looked at Song Wuya, and changed his look of eagerness again.

"Mr. Song, you see that Mr. Huang An, whom we now regard as the murderer, was determined to have been killed by you. Have you ever seen anything from the clues left at the scene? I don't know what the murderer was like." Wicked people, actually committed such a bloody crime!"

It was another unreported account, Song Wuya was thinking about this matter in his heart, what was the murderer's intention in arranging the scene in front of him.At this moment, Song Wuya could no longer care about the murderer, because it was too absurd.

"Young Master Song! Young Master Song!" Seeing Song Wuya in a trance, the governor called twice before waking him up.

Song Wuya was slightly taken aback, looking at the governor, wondering what he was doing in confusion.But Song Wuya also knew that the governor of the provincial government was forcing him to show a bitter face in this case.

However, the governor should be satisfied with this.Because at this moment, Song Wuya had no way of doing anything, and he couldn't relax his frowning.

At this moment, something suddenly came to his mind.That was something that happened in Songjiang, not too long ago, it happened before he and Bai Zhuo came here from Songjiang mansion.

In Songjiang City, several female corpses were suddenly discovered one after another.And after Song Wuya kept searching for clues, he found out that all of this was deliberately done by someone, the purpose was to challenge Song Wuya so that he would know.

And now?The murderer seemed to be playing tricks on him, especially the scene where Huang An committed suicide.If he really wanted to frame Huang An, he probably wouldn't let all this be deliberately arranged here, so that people could find these very obvious flaws at a glance.