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Chapter 774 Su Wuming 73

Lu Lingfeng's shout suddenly broke the sweet atmosphere between Su Wuming and Chu Hua. Su Wuming was slightly stunned, but quickly regained his composure, with his hands behind his back, as if nothing had happened. Chu Hua, on the other hand, stuck out her tongue mischievously and turned her head with an innocent look on her face.

"General Lu, why are you so sharp every time!" Chu Hua said in pretended surprise, but there was a hint of cynical playfulness in her eyes.

Lu Lingfeng approached, snorted coldly, crossed his arms, and stared at Chu Hua with sharp eyes: "You little girl, you look innocent, but you are actually full of bad intentions."

Chu Hua raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Hey, General Lu, are you praising me or insulting me?"

"Hmph, looking at your smug look, I guess you were plotting against me behind my back just now?" Lu Lingfeng said dissatisfiedly.

"General Lu, why bother about these idle words? The most important thing for us now is to solve the case." Su Wuming looked at the two bickering figures in front of him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. Although Lu Lingfeng always acted arrogant, he was also an indispensable member of the team.

"Take me to see Lin Bao." Su Wuming's tone was calm, but his eyes were inquiring as he looked at Lu Lingfeng.

Lu Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised that Su Wuming changed the subject so quickly, but he quickly regained his usual confidence: "Su Wuming, this case is already..."

"Lead the way." Su Wuming interrupted him, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Lu Lingfeng curled his lips reluctantly, but still walked in front obediently to lead the way. Chu Hua followed Su Wuming closely, looking up at him from time to time, with a sly smile in her eyes, as if saying, "I knew you would say that."

The three of them walked through the corridor of the government office and came to a dark and damp cell. A musty smell mixed with a faint smell of blood hit their noses, making people frown.

In the cell, a man who was beaten and covered in wounds huddled in a corner like a shivering quail. He was in ragged clothes, his hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in bruises, making it almost impossible to tell what he looked like. Hearing the noise, he raised his head slightly, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

"I didn't steal the piano, I really didn't steal the piano..." Lin Bao huddled in the corner, his voice as weak as a mosquito's, his body shaking like a sieve, and he repeated this sentence incoherently.

His face was covered in bruises and purple, the blood at the corners of his mouth had dried, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of fear and despair.

Chu Hua felt a little bit sorry when she saw Lin Bao's miserable appearance.

Although she liked to bicker with Lu Lingfeng, she was always jealous of the real criminals. However, what could she get out of Lin Bao after he was beaten like this?

Su Wuming squatted down, staring at Lin Bao with sharp eyes, and said in a calm tone with unquestionable majesty: "Lin Bao, raise your head."

Lin Bao shrank back, slowly raised his head, and avoided looking directly at Su Wuming. The scars on his face were shocking, making Chu Hua feel even more uncomfortable.

"cough!"

"I did kill Lu Gongfu, but I...I really didn't steal the piano...Anyway, I'm already a death row prisoner, just waiting to die, don't torture me again..."

Lin Bao's voice was hoarse and weak, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

Chu Hua felt mixed emotions. Lin Bao killed someone but didn't dare admit to stealing the piano. Did he still have a conscience, or was there something else going on?

She secretly glanced at Su Wuming and found that he remained expressionless, his eyes as deep as an ancient well, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Lin Bao, I am the new Nanzhou Sima Su Wuming. I only ask you three questions, and you need to answer truthfully..."

Su Wuming's voice was not loud, but it carried a majesty that could not be ignored. Lin Bao shrank back, and finally stopped dodging his gaze. Instead, he looked straight at Su Wuming, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

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Chu Hua looked at Su Wuming at this moment, and her heart skipped a beat. He squatted there, his body straight, and even in the dim cell, he seemed to have his own light, illuminating everything around him.

The calmness and confidence he exuded attracted her attention like a magnet. She secretly sighed in her heart, this damn man, how could he be so handsome even when interrogating prisoners! System, if you come out, I must give you a chicken leg! This appearance, this temperament, this charm, is simply a walking hormone bomb!

After Su Wuming asked the three questions, he walked out of the cell, and Chu Huan followed him out closely.

She secretly glanced at Su Wuming and found that he was still calm, as if he was not the one who interrogated the prisoner in the cell just now. This man really remained calm even when facing a catastrophe!

Lu Lingfeng quickly caught up with Su Wuming and Chu Hua, his thick eyebrows knitted tightly, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone: "Su Wuming, how can you be sure that the murderer is someone else?"

Su Wuming stopped and turned to look at Lu Lingfeng, his eyes calm as water: "Lu Lingfeng, you overlooked an important detail."

He paused, his eyes shifted to Chu Huan, and a barely perceptible arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Huan Er, tell me about it."

Chu Hua was stunned by this sudden roll call. She didn't expect Su Wuming to cue her at this time. She secretly glared at Su Wuming and cursed in her heart: This man wants to take this opportunity to test me again!

However, she was not a pushover. She rolled her eyes, pretending to think, and said slowly: "Lin Bao just said that he killed Lu Gongfu, but he insisted that he did not steal the piano. Would a murderer care whether he stole the piano or not?"

"Also, what Su Wuming asked just now is very clear. Lin Bao arrived at Lu Gongfu's place at the end of the first hour. When did Lu Gongfu die? And one last point. Just now, Lin Bao said that he killed Lu Gongfu in one go, and Lu Gongfu did not resist... Does that mean that he was already dead at that time?"

"Huan'er is indeed extremely intelligent and understands things very quickly." Su Wuming had a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and the look he gave Chu Huan was so gentle that it almost dripped with tears.

Chu Hua felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her. She shrugged her shoulders pretending to be relaxed and winked playfully: "Of course, look at who I am! Can't you see through this little trick?"

But I was secretly delighted in my heart: Hey, little brat, you're praising me!

"If you were stabbed by a sharp blade while alive, the wound would be bright and wide, the skin would be tight, and there would be blood all around. If the flesh marks were neat, it means the person was stabbed after death. In addition, the flesh would be dry and white if it was stabbed after death, because the blood circulation would be blocked after death. Don't you know this?" Su Wuming explained to Lu Lingfeng.

"Wait, did you perform an autopsy? You just looked at it from a distance, how come..."

"You didn't watch me day and night, so how do you know I didn't perform an autopsy?" Su Wuming raised his eyebrows, with a hint of teasing in his tone, as if he was talking about something ordinary.

"That's right." Chu Huan replied with a smile, and quietly moved closer to Su Wuming, almost sticking to him.

"Lord Su and I saw it with our own eyes that day. The wound was obviously caused by someone stabbing him after death. Lu Lingfeng, you don't think Su Wuming is the kind of person who only talks but doesn't do anything, do you?"

Lu Lingfeng was almost choked to death by Chu Hua's words "embroidered pillow".

Su Wuming looked at Lu Lingfeng's frustrated expression, and the smile on his face deepened. He reached out and gently patted Chu Huan's shoulder, his tone so gentle that it could drown a person: "Huan'er is right, I am not an embroidered pillow."

Lu Lingfeng still couldn't figure out when Su Wuming had performed the autopsy: "How is this possible? After Lin Bao was arrested, the body was transported to Nanzhou Prison, and someone has been watching it ever since."

"Really? Then let me ask you, what did the coroner say after the autopsy?"

"Coroner..." Lu Lingfeng was speechless for a moment.

"You didn't ask a coroner to perform an autopsy. Could you have found the strangulation marks on Lu Gongfu's neck if you performed the autopsy yourself?"

After Su Wuming finished speaking, Lu Lingfeng ran over to look at Lu Gongfu's body. He carefully examined Lu Gongfu's neck and indeed found a shallow strangulation mark. This strangulation mark was very thin and could be easily overlooked if not carefully observed.

"There really are marks of strangulation! So, Lu Gongfu was really strangled to death?" He never thought that he would make such a low-level mistake.

Su Wuming reminded Lu Lingfeng that Lu Gongfu's ancient zither from the Three Kingdoms period was extremely important. In addition, the people who were keeping an eye on Ouyang Quan said that he had gone to see Juzhenxuan privately. Soon the owner of the place asked someone to harness a carriage.

That person was carrying the key clues to the case, the stone bridge painting and Lu Gongfu's Three Kingdoms-style guqin.

"Quick, chase!" Su Wuming gave an order, and Lu Lingfeng rushed out like an arrow from a bow. His speed was so fast that he disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Chu Hua looked at Lu Lingfeng's receding back and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It's a shame not to use his Qinggong skills to deliver takeout.

Su Wuming saw Chu Huan staring at him intently, so he followed her gaze and saw her expression of pity. He couldn't help but laugh: "Why, Huan'er also wants to learn Qinggong?"

Chu Huan came back to her senses and quickly waved her hands: "No, no." She didn't want to scare herself half to death just to learn Qinggong.

Seeing that she refused, Su Wuming did not force her. He just smiled gently, with the doting in his eyes almost overflowing.

Chu Hua was full of curiosity about those rusty instruments of torture, like a child who had discovered a new toy. She picked up a thumb-thick iron chain and shook it gently, making a "clattering" sound.

"This thing looks pretty strong. I wonder if it hurts if I hit someone with it?" She muttered to herself as she poked the chain with her fingers, as if testing its hardness.

Su Wuming looked at Chu Hua's childish behavior and shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of doting.

"Huan'er, these things are not for playing with." He walked to Chu Huan and gently took the chain from her hand.

"Be careful not to hurt yourself."

"I know, Sima Su." Chu Hua stuck out her tongue and turned her gaze to the various torture instruments hanging on the wall.