Chapter 55

Fanchun's fingernails, palms and feet were not stained with soil, sand and stones, and there was no suspicious residue on her clothes. As Feng Sanshi said, she was not drowned in the pond.

However, ran Yan recalled the back garden of the Yin mansion, especially the pond near the Muxiang shed, where there were stones all around. If the head of the dead was pressed into the water on the waterside pavilion, it might not be contaminated with soil and sand, but were there jasmine and honeysuckle nearby?

"Can it be a tub?" Xiao Song interrupts ran Yan's thoughts.

"It's very possible that the other killer should be a woman, too?" Ran Yan once heard of the night Green said, and Cuimei conspiracy is a woman, can it be the murderer?

Xiao Song's lips with a faint smile, "that's not necessarily, many men also like to bubble flower petal bath..."

Men bubble flower petal bath! Ran Yan scalp numb, strange glance of Xiao Song, "you men are also quite elegant."

With all that said, Xiao Song's words reminded ran Yan that she immediately went back to check the shoulder and neck of the corpse. The bruise was in the shape of an inverted eight character shape. The corpse has entered the early stage of corruption. It can only be judged that the man pressed the back of the dead man's neck with his right hand and pressed her into the water.

Thinking of the first time she saw the corpse of fanchun, ran Yan moved in her heart. She just glanced at it and didn't dare to examine it carefully. Even so, she still remembered the bruise on the dead's head, overlapping with the wound.

At that time, the wound on the victim's head was covered with fresh blood, and the details could not be seen clearly. The blood obviously did not belong to the dead. It could be an animal or someone else. This was a false image deliberately created by the murderer in order to create an illusion of hitting a pillar.

Ran Yan looked at it and thought that it might be the killer's lack of strength. He didn't stun the dead with one stick, and then made up for it. But drowning looks blue and swollen. There should be a big difference between drowning and being hit by blunt instruments. Even if it was a quick glance at the time, it should not be mistaken!

"Did you find anything suspicious when you examined the body?" Ran Yan looks back and asks Feng Sanshi.

Feng Sanshi stroked his beard and pondered for a long time, "is there anything unusual?"

There must be! Ran Yan carefully observed the head of the corpse again, and finally found some white powdery substances in the middle of the hair. "Did she make up when you examined it?"

"It is, in order to see her face clearly, I washed her face with water." Feng Sanshi then asked, "is it normal for women to make up?"

"But you later judged that she was drowned!" Ran Yan can't restrain some anger. When the dead lie in front of the forensic medicine, they are doomed to lose the opportunity to accuse the murderer in person. They give everything to the forensic medicine. How can they be so lax!

Since she was drowned, she couldn't wear a perfect make-up, let alone the Tang Dynasty, when she grew up, and not all her make-up could be waterproof!

"Since we know that the murderer has another person, it must have been painted by the murderer. What's so strange about that?" Feng San was reprimanded by a little lady. She couldn't help but retort loudly.

Ran Yan stares at him coldly and says, "fanchun is drowned, and her face will certainly not look good, but this person can make use of her make-up to make her look as if there is no trace of flooding. Such superb makeup technology is not all women can achieve? Such make-up can't be done with inferior make-up powder. How many high-quality Rouges are sold in Suzhou? What is the fragrance of makeup powder? What kind? These are clues! "

Feng Sanshen was puzzled and puzzled, but finally he only said slowly, "it's the same in the whole Tang Dynasty. I just follow the rules."

Xiao Song was originally holding a lively attitude, but looking at ran Yan Mei's cold anger in his eyes, his heart gradually became solemn.

"Well, just, it's a big breakthrough to know that the killer is good at making up." Liu pin let see the atmosphere dignified, immediately began to make mud, "Seventeen Niang can still have what discovery?"

Ran Yan knew that once he met the autopsy, he was too serious. This was the Tang Dynasty, not the original world, so he eased his mood and said, "nothing, but I suspect that more than one person killed fanchun."

"Let's talk about it." Liu pin made Lian busy.

"There is a superimposed wound on the forehead of the deceased. I have carefully dissected and examined it. The first layer is bruise, which is curvilinear, with simple exfoliation. The boundary of subcutaneous hemorrhage is not obvious, and there is no indentation on the surface of bone. It can be judged that the injury was caused before the death of the deceased. The lethal weapon is a wooden blunt weapon, but not a stick. It is impossible to determine what it is for the time being." Ran Yan doesn't care whether they can hear the professional terms, but she knows that she has the evidence to make the final summary.

After a pause, ran Yan continued, "the skin at the edge of the second wound has not been rolled up, there is no sign of life reaction, and there is a concave comminuted fracture. The edge of the wound is neat, and the bone injury is triangular. This shows that this wound was made by hard hitting with a sharp metal blunt instrument after death."

Liu pin let if thoughtful nod, "then how to judge the murderer is two people?"

"Judging from the sequence of wounds on the corpse, we can guess that the murderer killed the victim with a wooden blunt instrument from the front. However, due to the insufficient strength, the victim only had a moment's discomfort. When the murderer saw that she was not dead, he immediately pushed her into the nearby water full of petals. But at this time, the victim began to struggle desperately. When people were trying to survive, they would have more potential than usual. Judging from the wounds, the murderer's strength will not be great, at least not a powerful man. Therefore, she resisted the victim's resistance alone, so it is very likely that another person helped the murderer commit the crime. ""After the murderer drowned a person, he began to hide his body. In the hot summer climate, where should the corpse be hidden to prevent rapid autopsy?"

"At the tea party, everyone gathered together. How could the murderer be sure that Qin Silang would go away alone? How can we calculate the time to transport the corpse out and arrange it? "

Ran Yan's questions all pointed to the Yan family.

Why did Yin Miaomiao put forward the game of hide and seek that day? Is this murder really related to her?

Ran Yan breathed out a breath. She felt that she was about to see the truth of the matter. "I feel that part of my memory has been lost. Every night, I dream that a woman's face is covered with plain cloth and drowned in the water. It's like Yin siniang, Yan wanwan Liu Zhishi might as well investigate the cause of her death. "

Liu pin is surprised at ran Yan's words, but in his heart, he is also extremely suspicious of Yin Miaomiao's murder, but although she is suspicious, she does not have enough motive to kill.

Yin Miaomiao is the representative of the Yin family lady model, has always been a humble, virtuous and gentle, rarely have a chance to meet a man in private, and has never met with Qin Silang several times.

Now it seems that Han Shan's death in Caixiu hall has something to do with the main culprit of the Yin family. If you want to say that Yin Miaomiao killed his maid, it still makes sense. Why did she want to kill Qin Silang and Hanshan?

Ran Yan is silent to deal with the two corpses. She has already said all the clues that can be provided. In the Tang Dynasty, she was not qualified or qualified to investigate the case. Then she had to go home and stay, think about the weapon that caused fan Chun's wound, and then quietly wait for the result of the investigation.

"Why does that prostitute hurt himself?" Suddenly, Xiao Song's magnetic and elegant voice rings on ran Yan's side.

Ran Yan took off her mask after putting on the power fence, and sighed slightly, "people who hurt themselves are usually in extreme emotions, such as regret, resentment, hatred, etc. Cuimei is pregnant and suffering from Myrica sores, which is a kind of willow disease. She must be a person who cares about her appearance and has some extreme emotions in her heart It's not surprising that they hurt themselves. "

Ran Yan said, nodded at him slightly, and then turned to Liu pinrang and others to say goodbye. The autopsy is over, and what should be said is said. Naturally, there is no reason to stay.

Out of the mortuary, only to find out that there is a light rain outside. Ran Yan with the power fence, then did not care, directly into the rain.

Shao Ming, pale and blue, followed him. His head was blank. He was drenched in the rain. He came back to his soul. He said to ran Yan quickly and ran to get an umbrella from the carriage.

Ran Yan walked to the lane where the carriage stopped.

After walking for a while, she suddenly felt that the light was dim, and she looked up subconsciously.

Across the power fence soap gauze, suddenly on a pair of stars like black eyes, that handsome face with a light and elegant smile, is holding an oil paper umbrella over her head.

"Lady, don't you mean to find a time to discuss the meaning of" pathogen "? I happen to be free today. " Xiao Song's way of laughing.

"I'm not free." Ran Yan replies lightly.

Xiao Song's sword eyebrow slightly picked, "what does the lady want to do? I will accompany you to do it. We can discuss while we are busy."

Ran Yan frowns and stares at him quietly. When he hears the voice, he will feel that he is a man of calm and few words. However, after seeing him, he is calm and not fake, but a rascal!

"I want to embroider, sew clothes, and talk to my sisters about rouge, gouache and pretty husband." Ran Yan left this sentence, turned around and left.

Xiao Song stood in the same place and did not catch up, holding an umbrella, looking at her back and Shao Minghui and then did not enter the lane where the carriage stopped.

After getting on the carriage, ran Yan untied the power fence. She could not help looking out of the window. She saw that she was still standing in the distance in her red robe, holding an oil paper umbrella with mountains and rivers, and her head slightly lowered. She seemed to be listening to the guard's Report. Her sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, her nose was straight, and her jaw curve was strong. As Xing Niang said, there was nothing wrong.

When ran Yan Zheng was about to take back his eyes, he saw him look at the carriage and smile suddenly, as if she knew she was looking at him.

Ran Yan frowned and leaned back on the cushion.

It was getting darker and darker outside. Because of a rain just yesterday, the road in the countryside was not easy to walk. As soon as we got out of the city, the carriage galloped up and slowly slowed down when we got to the countryside. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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