Chapter 89 There is only one truth
"Habit?" Several people looked at each other.
While they were thinking, Huang Feng said to the other guys in Manjiang Tower, "You can answer this question, as long as it's not made up, and you'll be rewarded."
As soon as they heard that there was a reward, the guys' eyes began to light up. Only Xiao Nuan worriedly clutched her purse and quietly opened it and took a look inside.
After taking a look at it, she remembered that it belonged to the young lady. It was very thick and enough to be beautiful, so she became proud again.
Huang Feng didn't notice Xiao Nuan's little movement and stood up from the chair: "You guys think about it first, I'll go for a walk in the yard."
"I'm with you." Li Fu said.
Xiao Nuan asked in a low voice: "Miss, shall we go?"
"Let's go." Li Motang stood up and saw that Mr. Jin also wanted to follow him, so he ordered, "You don't need to, just watch them here."
"Yes." Jin Captou was very depressed, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he spread his anger on the others, "Think carefully. If you can't think of anything for a while, or someone lies, you will look good!"
Going out from the back door of the kitchen and entering the yard, Li Fucai said, "Have you identified the murderer among these people?"
Huang Feng smiled and asked, "What do you think?"
Li Fu replied seriously: "I think what they said can withstand scrutiny. We are not yet sure who the murderer is."
"It stands up to scrutiny because smart people don't just tell lies. The murderer just erased key information from the truth." Huang Feng asked Li Motang, "What do you think?"
"I think Miao Zhen and the shopkeeper can be ruled out." Li Motang said directly, "Before and after the incident, Miao Zhen had been cooking in the kitchen. There was an endless stream of guests in Manjiang Tower, and the waiters who served Agou came and went. Although she was closest to the crime scene, she had the least time to kill.
The shopkeeper greets the guests in Manjiang Tower, and occasionally leaves only briefly. Many guests can prove that it is not him. "
Huang Feng nodded: "It's indeed not them."
Li Motang noticed it and immediately asked: "Do you know who the murderer is?"
"We need to make sure again." Huang Feng said, walking into the kitchen used by Miao Zhen next door, looking up at the wall with a smile, "The murderer is really smart."
Li Motang, Xiao Nuan and Li Fu also looked above their heads and didn't notice anything unusual.
Seeing Huang Feng was about to leave, Xiao Nuan chased after him and asked curiously: "If you have any questions, you should talk to us."
"No hurry, no hurry." Huang Feng deliberately took his time and hung her up.
"Ahhh!" Xiao Nuan was furious in her heart, but she could only go back and hug Li Motang's arm, pouting with a look of grievance, waiting for the young lady to make the decision for her.
Li Motang also secretly hated him and asked, "Where are you going now?"
"Go and take a look behind the kitchen." Huang Feng came to the back of the kitchen and saw a ladder set up against the wall and a pile of tiles.
"What are you looking for?" Li Motang asked.
"Look for this." Huang Feng pointed to the ladder and tiles, "I know the killing method. Let's go back."
"You know?" Xiao Nuan was very surprised.
Li Motang found that this time, she seemed a little unable to keep up with Huang Feng's thinking.
Li Fu said with a smile: "I'm already looking forward to hearing how Brother Huang solves this case."
Back in the kitchen, Huang Feng sat on the chair: "Have you thought about everything? It's time to talk."
Because they had been promised a reward and Master Yao was dead, they could not be blamed, so a group of guys talked about it.
Not only Master Yao's mantra, but also habits such as stepping with the left foot first when going out, and always sitting facing the east when eating, were all wiped out by this group of people.
"Stop, stop, stop." Huang Feng estimated that these people would probably talk about whether Master Yao wiped his butt with his left hand or his right hand when he went to the latrine.
At this time someone finally mentioned an important clue.
Lu Qiang waited for everyone else to finish speaking before he said: "Master is used to making a pot of tea in the kitchen. Cooking is a laborious job. Master likes to drink some tea when he rests. In addition, it is also convenient for gargling after tasting dishes. ”
"Yes, that's what I wanted to say just now." Miao Zhen pointed to the pot on the stove and said, "Use this pot to boil water. The tea leaves and tea sets are in the cabinet next to it."
"Sure enough." Huang Feng nodded.
Li Motang asked: "Do you think there is something wrong with the tea?"
Jin Captou said from the side: "We just looked at the tea leaves. They are very ordinary tea leaves, there is nothing wrong with them."
Huang Feng smiled and said: "It's not the tea. The murderer just took advantage of Master Yao's habit of boiling water and drinking tea."
Jin Captou couldn't figure it out at all: "What do you mean?"
"There is only one truth." Huang Feng pointed at Agou, "You killed Master Yao!"
Agou was stunned for a moment, then he knelt down and shouted: "You are wronged. It's really not me. I didn't kill Master Yao, and I have no reason to kill him."
"Is there no reason? Then I will explain it to you slowly." Huang Feng said slowly, "Let's first talk about how Master Yao died. He did die from a stab wound to the throat, but he was knocked unconscious first and then Killed.
Master Yao is strong and still in his prime. If he encounters a murderer, he will not struggle without a struggle. He has a pot at hand, and there may be fish stewed in it. He can pour the pot over it, and the murderer will not be able to bear it.
However, the kitchen utensils on the stove were neatly arranged, and there were no signs of struggle. Miao Zhen, who was in the kitchen next door, did not hear any sound, which can also prove this. "
Jin Captou nodded: "So, he is someone close to him."
Huang Feng shook his head: "When Master Yao was making braised seabass, no one was allowed to enter the kitchen. So unless he was hiding a son in the kitchen, how could he allow someone to enter the kitchen and approach him from behind?"
Mr. Jin exclaimed: "Could the murderer be a monk?"
"Wouldn't it be better for the monk to kill him, stab him to death with a sword at night, and then go to the kitchen to kill him when there are many people? The murderer killed him in the kitchen because there was an opportunity to do it and to frame others, just for the sake of You will be deceived." Huang Feng looked at him and said, "Use your brain and stop talking."
Jin Captou was very embarrassed and did not dare to say anything anymore.
Xiao Nuan breathed a sigh of relief. She was thinking of saying the same thing just now. She didn't know if Mr. Huang would be so cruel if it were her.
"The reason why I said that Master Yao was stunned first and then killed, there is one more thing to prove." Huang Feng pointed to the blood spatter on the stove, "Master Yao is about five feet tall. If someone wiped his neck while he was standing, The blood splatter should be higher.
The murderer was very smart. He really wanted to create the illusion that Master Yao had his throat cut while standing, but he misjudged his own strength.
I don’t know if you have ever helped a friend who was drunk and unconscious. It was really heavy. Master Yao was knocked unconscious at the time, almost in a state of drunkenness. The murderer couldn’t make Master Yao stand completely, so he could only help him up. Half high, he quickly cut his throat, so the blood spatter was low, but this problem is easy to ignore, right? "
Huang Feng said the last sentence to Wu Zuo.
Wu Zuo listened on the sidelines and looked blankly at Master Yao's height on the ground, then carefully looked at the height of the blood spray, and quickly admitted his mistake: "I know my mistake, and I will be more cautious in the future."