Chapter 144: 144 Find the murderer
Chapter 144 144 Find the murderer
"Ha! You guys are really fast." Tang Mo felt that he needed to improve the world's intelligence system and the efficiency of the police department.
Handing these things over to the army would be a bit overwhelming. These brave warriors may be very good at killing enemies on the battlefield, but it is obviously very unprofessional for them to deal with this kind of thing.
He was about to laugh out loud at these Beiling officers who were slow to respond, extremely inefficient, and not very good at criminal investigation and reasoning.
"Let's go and take a look at the scene..." Tang Mo, who looked ugly, finally stood up and walked out of the house at once: "Then... take the woman's body away... What's the use of leaving it here?"
The criminal investigation methods of this era were actually very limited, and the scene had actually been completely destroyed by the soldiers who broke into the servants' lounge. They left a bunch of shoe prints there and moved the dead maid to the table.
Even the corners of the cupboard were kicked to pieces by the enraged officer, and the contents were scattered everywhere.
Except for the body of a woman whose face had turned gray and black, the teapot she used to poison her body had been broken into pieces. In fact, nothing could be detected.
Three or four days have passed. If we can still find any clues about the real murderer from the corpse, it will be a disaster.
Since the other party did it so brilliantly, there is a high probability that they will not leave any useful clues. After all, they are professional in doing this kind of thing, and they are much more careful than the soldiers of the Northridge Regiment.
Soon, Tang Mo led the people to the maid's home not far from the city hall. There are guards guarding the place, and the things inside are better preserved than at the crime scene.
Tang Mo walked in the room and looked at the messy scene, but he didn't find anything that could be used as evidence.
However, he soon realized that it seemed... something was not quite right here! He frowned and looked around again.
The closet was opened and the clothes inside were scattered on the ground. A soldier standing next to Tang Mo was describing the first scene they saw when they rushed in.
"There are blood stains everywhere, just like what we see now. There are corpses on the ground. The hostess fell at the door. She was obviously killed directly by the person who opened the door." The soldier pointed to the door where Weiss was standing. Standing there, looking up at the ceiling.
Then the soldier pointed to the living room in front and continued to introduce: "Then these people rushed into the room and killed the man. The two children were in the next room. They closed the door, but the door was blocked by a Kick your feet away."
"The scene must be very noisy... Did the neighbors see anything?" Tang Mo looked at the door of the somewhat damaged house and asked.
The soldier shook his head and answered Tang Mo's question: "We have investigated and found that the neighbors did hear noisy sounds and even screams, but they did not have the courage to come over and see what happened."
There is no other way. These neighbors are timid civilians. It may be a bit reluctant to expect them to come out to find out.
Most of these people don’t even have the courage to lean on the window and look outside. After all, these are not peaceful years. Not to mention bandits and bandits, even nobles, officers and soldiers, it is not uncommon to kill civilians.
It seems that in this regard, there are actually no questions left. Tang Mo walked to the window with some sadness and looked at the street below.
Actually, it only has two floors. It is not a luxurious house. The corridor outside is connected to a circular staircase. This building was actually the property of businessmen before.
When the Beiling troops, or Tang Mo's troops, entered Ice Crystal City, the place was abandoned by the merchants. The Susas merchants fled the Ice Crystal City with their families, and then the Northridge troops occupied the place as a matter of course.
After the war subsided, some businessmen came back with the courage and found that the place had been occupied by the Beiling Army. Most of the rooms had been given to civilians such as servants or doctors, so they did not dare to ask for them.
So this place became the housing for these "middle class" people. They have always lived here and enjoyed the treatment of allocated housing.
Tang Mo looked at the deserted streets because of the count's accident, and tried hard to recall why he felt so slightly out of place in the room just now.
Logically speaking, if everything is normal, he will not easily feel that something is wrong here.
So, he looked into the room again, pacing slowly, stepping on the creaky floor, and walked around the room step by step.
There were dried blood stains on the tables and chairs. It could be seen that the other party was very ruthless and had no mercy at all.
There are also some blocked blood drops on the floor, which can piece together a rough outline of the shoes. The person who came to kill had big feet and might be very tall, but these clues were of little use to Tang Mo.
Although there are not many tall men these days, there are definitely a lot of them. Finding the murderer the same way as finding the big men is obviously not feasible at all.
Suddenly, Tang Mo saw the clothes scattered out probably due to struggle. He frowned and walked in front of these clothes.
There is a lot of blood here, and it is obvious that a corpse was lying here before. Tang Mo looked at these clothes and seemed to be thinking about something.
"The male owner fell here. He should have hit the closet when he was knocked down. Then he may have wanted to support his body, but he just opened the closet door." The soldier who saw the scene explained: " Clothes were scattered out, and some were even covering his body. "Hmm." Tang Mo stared at the clothes without looking away.
“What’s the problem?” Weiss leaned next to Tang Mo and asked.
"What did you see?" Tang Mo didn't answer, but asked Weiss.
“The opponent was a tall man, and his attack was very ruthless. He almost slit the woman’s throat with one sword stroke, and the blood splattered on the ceiling.”
"Is there any more?" Tang Mo stared at the scattered clothes and continued to ask.
Weiss continued to answer his question: "Uh-huh... His strides were very long... In addition, he broke open the door inside, and after killing the man... he killed two children. There was no hesitation at all, because the amount of bleeding was so big It’s very big, and it can be seen that it has been cut in a fatal position.”
"The clothes...boys' clothes are too new." Tang Mo explained to Weiss while holding his chin.
Then he suddenly turned around and told the soldier: "Call the neighbors! Call a few more."
“Okay.” The soldier immediately ran out of the door and quickly called several neighbors. These neighbors were all controlled and kept in their rooms. This time they were handed over for interrogation, and they all seemed a little reluctant.
"This is the last time we ask you. After that, you will be free and can leave here at will." After Tang Mo saw these neighbors, he comforted everyone.
Then, he walked up to an old man, smiled and said to the old man: "How long has the old man lived here?"
"About 3 months." The old man was very strong and replied immediately.
“Are you familiar with this family?” Tang Mo pointed at the room and continued to ask.
"They almost moved here with me. I am a doctor and their daughter seems to work in the city hall." The old man answered carefully and naturally: "The man works in the carriage shop and seems to be responsible for repairing carriages. "
As he spoke, he watched Tang Mo put a gold coin into his breast pocket, swallowed, and continued to add: "Yes, that's right! His second daughter works in a flour mill... "
"What about you, do you have anything else to add?" Tang Mo played with another gold coin in his hand and looked at the neighbors on the other side of the old man who had gleaming eyes.
"I know! I know! Antonio was captured by traffickers! He was very young at the time and was only found recently!" A child shouted at this time.
"Human... trafficker..." Tang Mo muttered this word and handed the gold coin in his hand to the child. Seeing the joyful look in the child's eyes, Tang Mo continued to ask: "Anything else, everyone can say explain."
An old woman on the side immediately affirmed: "When he said this, I remembered that I also heard the hostess of this family say that their child was lost when he was very young, and they found it recently."
“Recently?” Tang Mo raised his eyebrows and repeated the word.
"About a month ago, a kind person helped them find it." The old woman immediately added.
Tang Mo didn't say anything, but took out another gold coin from his pocket and pressed it into the old woman's hand: "How do they know that the child is really theirs?"
“You can tell at a glance that the child looks exactly like his father.” The neighbors nearby said to Tang Mo in a hurry.
Nodding, Tang Mo looked at Weiss who was aside: "Do you think this is too much of a coincidence?"
"Indeed, the child's return is so weird." Weiss nodded and agreed with Tang Mo: "The other party obviously used this thing to bribe the maid."
"It's quite noble to exchange your own life for your brother's." Tang Mo sneered and waved his hand, indicating that a few soldiers could send these neighbors back.
"Tch...how much is her life worth? That's the count's life in exchange for her brother!" Weiss grinned and said disdainfully.
"The trafficker... is tall, strong, and cruel...did he just leave his name to us?" Tang Mo's face was full of sinisterness.
“He still owes you an arm.” Weiss said coldly.
“No.” Tang Mo walked towards the door: “He owes me a life!”
(End of this chapter)