Chen Anli's servant also moved Chen An at that time.

I probably want to treat him.

It’s just a pity that the carotid artery is damaged, even with the advanced modern medicine, it is still difficult.

Chen An’s servant described the situation at that time.

At that time, Chen An had just had a meal and came to the study room to read, but he didn't want them to serve him, so no one was in the study room.

He was secretly gnawing cakes at the base of the exterior wall of the study.

Something suddenly broke in Chen An's house, and a copper basin hit the ground and slammed the bells. He was startled and hurried over to take a look.

But there was no movement when I was knocking on the door.

When I knocked the door open, I saw blood all over the floor.

Chen An covered his neck and twitched constantly on the ground, and his face was very painful.

Fu Shiyi looked at the footprints on the ground and asked him to lift the soles of his shoes and take a look.

Then, he nodded: "The shoe prints are indeed yours. It seems that you ran in from outside."

The servant nodded, "When I heard the movement, I ran to this side immediately. But when I entered the house, the only man was there."

At this time, Li Changbo reminded him: "Where is the window? Are the windows open or closed?"

The servant was slightly stunned. After thinking about it for a while, he said with certainty: "It was closed before. Because I had to order mugwort to smoke mosquitoes in the evening, the husband disliked me and asked me to close the window."

After saying this, he glanced at the open window and said blankly: "But when did it open?"

Fu Shiyi calmly answered: "Either it was opened by your husband himself, or it was the murderer. If it was the murderer, it was obvious that he left here."

So Li Changbo avoided the blood on the ground and walked to the window.

Then, a little gray was found in the wood on the window.

It should be the dust on the sole of the shoe.

But this is not obvious.

Li Changbo went out to look under the window again, but there were no footprints.

After all, there is a circle of corridors outside, and there are bricks under the corridor, and there are no traces on the bricks.

Li Hai followed Li Changbo, but looked into the sky.

Then, Li Hai pointed to a beam above his head.

Li Changbo also looked up.

Li Hai only said two words: "Footprints."

There will be gray on the cross beams. So there will be not only footprints, but also handprints.

Li Changbo understood what Li Hai meant and nodded: "You go up and take a look, be careful."

Don't destroy the evidence.

Li Hai nodded, then climbed up from the pillar and went up directly.

I didn't see how he made a big move, but I just went up so easily.

Soon Li Hai said in a deep voice: "There are two handprints and one footprint. The murderer should have hid here for a while. Then he left when there was no one."

After saying this, he jumped off from above and then flipped onto the roof lightly.

“There is a piece of tiles on the roof that are stomped loose.”

After Li Hai finished speaking, he jumped down and patted the dust on his hands: "The murderer should be very good at it. Otherwise, there is no way to do it without knowing it."

When Li Changbo heard this, he suddenly had a whim. He and Li Hai looked at each other and lowered their voice: "Can the murderer be actually still here?"

Li Hai shook his head: "It should be impossible."

Li Changbo rubbed his eyebrows: "Even if he is still here, he should have been disguised. We are making a secret."

"So be careful about everything."

Li Hai understood what Li Changbo meant.

Be careful not only to ensure your own safety, but also to ensure that you find out what evidence will not be known clearly.

Li Changbo looked at the room meaningfully: "I don't want our own people to encounter such a thing."

Li Hai nodded. Although he was still silent, he could see that he became much more tense and solemn.

When he returned to the house, Fu Shiyi had almost checked the blood stains.

Fu Shiyi and Li Changbo reported: "The blood is almost complete and should not be splashed on the murderer."

“Even if there are, there are very few.”

"And there were no footprints left."

"Only one string of blood is a little different from other blood. It is obviously thrown on the ground. I guess it may be something like a sword used by the murderer, and then the blood is thrown off before returning to the orifice."

Fu Shiyi said as he pointed the blood stains to Li Changbo.

Li Changbo had not seen the clue yet, and Li Hai nodded at that time: "Indeed, it was thrown out with a knife."

Li Hai subconsciously held the knife in his hand tightly.

Fu Shi nodded a little: "All experts are experts, you should understand. Then let's see the wound on the deceased's neck."

"It is not difficult to see that the deceased only had this wound on his body. There were not even other fighting or defense injuries."

Fu Shiyi pointed at the bloody gap on Chen An's neck.

"The depth is just right. It doesn't hurt the bones too deeply, nor does it hurt too shallow, it only cuts the flesh."

Fu Shiyi stretched out his finger and gently spread the wound apart, allowing them to take a closer look at the cut trachea: "After the trachea was cut, Chen An could not make a sound. This is why he never heard Chen An speak or call for help."

"The porcelain and copper basin that were knocked over on the ground may have been made by Chen An himself."

Fu Shiyi pulled Chen An's hand: "Look at the traces on this head. There are many wounds on his hands, including collision injuries, abrasions, and cut wounds."

"The cut wound should be caused by broken porcelain pieces."

"The collision and abrasion should be caused by smashing things."

"Chen An probably didn't want to die at that time, or wanted to catch the murderer, so he deliberately made a sound to attract people."

Fu Shiyi looked at Chen An with regret: "It's a pity that the goal was not achieved. The murderer was very agile."

"But it can be seen from the fact that Chen An has no defensive wounds. He may know the murderer. He is unprepared."

Fu Shi glanced at the door and then at the window, and finally his eyes fell on the wound on Chen An's neck: "The murderer must not have come in through the gate. The door must not have been closed by the murderer. So the biggest possibility is himself."

"And he should know someone will come to him."

"You look at the teacup on the table."

"Two were broken on the ground. But the rest were still in the tea tray. It means that the two tea cups were placed outside at that time, and Chen An only one person, so it was impossible for him to use two tea cups."

Fu Shiyi took a breath, "But the things in Chen An's study were turned over."

"Many things are in a mess. Although they are not completely messy, you can tell at a glance that they have been turned over."

"But was it Chen An who searched for it himself, or did the murderer take action?"

No one can answer this question.
Chapter completed!