Chapter 13 (2/2)

“Husband…” The prison cell was quiet for a period and somewhat frightened the people until the mournful cried and yelled let everyone recovered together.

Mo Bai already took off Lin Bo Kang’s clothes a moment ago. There were many large and small, deep and shallow wounds that were somewhat already healed and some new wounds. Although they all seemed like old injury but at this moment, it looked as if they were as grim as new.

Madam Lin almost threw herself at the dead body and was sobbing. Zhuo Qing quietly said: “Wu Si, hold and help her to the side, do not obstruct me.” “Oh!” Wu Si went up quickly to take along Madam Lin to the side. Miss Zhuo Qing somewhat became different, but he could not tell where the difference was. Her words were always hard to disobey.

No longer paying attention to the shameless Wang Bing Sheng who was standing at the side, Zhuo Qing crouched one more time. She lightly leaned on one side of the deceased’s shoulder. Mo Bai understood it clearly and conveniently helped him to hold and turn the deceased over to the side. Zhuo Qing softly raised her eyebrows. This rough man is intelligent and can be a decent assistant!

“The reason why the top of the neck did not have a full strip of bruises around it was because his back was pushed against something that was hard. Using strength to tighten the belt caused the suffocation and thus leaving behind a trace of hard object on the deceased’s back.”

Sure enough, two strips of purple color bruises showed up on Lin Bo Kang’s back. Old injury would be different. These two strips of bruises were dark in color and the skin was damaged. The wound was new. What stuff was it? Everyone looked closely all over the place to try to find a similar murder weapon. Lou Xi Yan took the lead to walk to the side of the gate door. Half squatting his body and not knowing what or where to look for.

Not understanding what Prime Minister Lou was doing, Wu Zhi Gang was also checking for a long time. Eventually, he found the stuff that could cause the two strips of bruises on the deceased’s back. The dimension and thickness of the prison door was like an identical wooden pole. Pleasantly surprised, he called out: “I found it. It’s the wooden gate of the prison door!”

Groping at the top of the wooden pole for a moment, Lou Xi Yan softly lifted the corner of his mouth and slowly got up. He also found it. As if she was waiting for Lou Xi Yan to come over, Zhuo Qing lifted up the deceased’s finger after he turned around and came, then said: “The deceased was strapped tightly outside the door and lost consciousness, because of the struggle, his fingertips still remained in the sawdust.”

Two people’s gaze met together for a moment. Zhuo Qing pulled down the brim of her hat to obstruct Lou Xi Yan’s eyes once again.

Wu Zhi Gang nodded and appeared to understand clearly and said: “So, Lin Bo Kang was really murdered!!”

Turning around to look at the small bailiff, he asked: “Who also had entered the prison cell today?!”

Thinking hard, the small bailiff sullenly answered: “Except those two who came to bring the criminal, nobody had come to the prison just now.”

“Nonsense!” Wu Zhi Gang cursed: “How did Lin Bo Kang get murdered if nobody came?”

Really, nobody! The small bailiff was having unspeakable bitter suffering. He could only lower his head to curse.

“Because the deceased already died yesterday evening!” Zhuo Qing was shaking her head. They just can not allow her to finish the investigation of this case? This habit is really annoying!

“Yesterday evening?”