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Shiya chuckled and said, "You still don't admit it? Fine, I'll tell you more."

She handed the sickle to Zhao Huai, pointed at the handle, and then pointed at Xia Rongrong's hand: "Do you see it?"

The police officer said in a deep voice: "If Xia Rongrong really committed suicide, why did she bleed so much on her hands, but the handle of the sickle was clean? Did she have time to clean the blood stains on the handle after she died? Comrade Zhao Huai, can you explain?"

Zhao Huai collapsed completely, kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, not knowing what to do.

"Let me give you some more information. When someone commits suicide, the bloodstains are relatively concentrated and distributed at the place where the blade and the wound come into contact. But look at this, the bloodstains on the sickle blade are splashed. Even if I didn't go to the cowshed, I can imagine that it must be a mess there. The bloodstains must cover a wide area, right?" Shi said it easily, but it made Zhao Huai more embarrassed.

She placed the sickle next to Xia Rongrong and whispered as she lowered her eyes, "I have done many evil things in my life, and finally I reaped the fruits of my labor. I gave birth to someone else's child, but was killed by my own child in the end. This is probably karma."

The faint voice of these words reached Zhao Huai's ears, making his face grim. He turned to look at the crowd.

Shi also noticed his gaze and looked over, but didn't see anyone. She half-closed her eyes and said calmly, "If you didn't really kill your mother, but were deceived by someone, just tell me. Maybe the police will give you a lighter sentence for your honesty. Is it really worth it to sacrifice your life and your mother's life for a little bit of benefit?"

Zhao Huai laughed, as if he was persuaded by Shi. He stood up and brushed the dust off his body.

The next moment, he was subdued by the police, his hands were clamped behind his back and handcuffed.

Zhao Huai lowered his eyes with a crazy smile on his face. He never expected that the handcuffs his mother wore yesterday would be on his wrists today, and the charge was that he murdered his mother. It was so sad and ridiculous.

But he had been living under the shackles of his mother all his life. If she asked him to go to school, he had to go to school. If she asked him to go to the city to please his uncle, he had to go to the city to work like a slave. She even prevented him from getting married and broke up him and Xiaofang. She also kept saying that she would find him a city wife. He had no feelings for Xia Rongrong, only hatred.

He was very happy that she died, and he even got a lot of money and a job in the city!

He can't die, he won't die, as long as there is someone who doesn't want him to tell all this, they will definitely save him!

Thinking of this, Zhao Huai closed his eyes and said nothing.

He neither admitted that he killed Xia Rongrong nor said who was the culprit.

The police officer said sternly, "Zhao Huai! 'Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist' is our consistent policy! You must be clear in your mind. Now that the matter is out in the open, do you really intend to go all the way and harbor the culprit?"

Seeing that Zhao Huai was not moved by his persuasion, the police officer frowned and said in a heavy voice, "Zhao Huai, think about it, what good will come of harboring a criminal? In handling a case, we always rely on evidence and reason. If you insist on being stubborn, you will be the only one who suffers in the end! Don't be confused again, stop at the brink, confess everything you know, and try to get a lenient treatment!"

Zhao Huai remained silent, and Shi said calmly, "Don't ask. He's waiting for someone to rescue him from the prison. Let's detain him temporarily for seven days to see if anyone rescues him. If someone does, the culprit will be exposed. After all, apart from the interests involved, who would rescue a murderer who killed his mother? Right, Zhao Huai?"

Zhao Huai sneered: "I don't admit to killing my mother. Your evidence is not enough to prove that I killed my mother!"

"Oh?" Shiya looked at Zhao Huai as if he was a fool, and pointed at the sickle on the ground: "I suggest that we enter the fingerprint archive and conduct a manual comparison with the naked eye to see if there is Zhao Huai's fingerprint on this sickle."

Hearing this, Zhao Huai stared in disbelief. Fingerprint matching? He had never heard of it before!

The police officer hesitated for a moment, then received a look from Shiya and immediately said, "Okay!"

Suddenly, another policeman stepped forward, put away the sickle, turned around and handed it to the forensic doctor, asking them to take it back to Yandu and quickly conduct a fingerprint comparison. Zhao Huai, who had been stubborn at first, panicked again. He didn't know what fingerprint comparison was, but it sounded like something that could prove his suspicion of murder. What if it was really detected? What would he do? With direct evidence, he would die!

If there is no direct evidence and he does not admit to killing Xia Rongrong, the police will have no way to do anything to him. When the rumors die down, he will definitely be rescued. At that time, he can take the money and run away, leaving Tuanjie Village!

Shi also looked at Zhao Huai's panicked expression and said nothing. At this time, the best way was to attack his heart.

People will not bite back unless they are forced into a desperate situation. Just wait for seven days. When the time comes, you only need to trick them and the mastermind behind the scenes will soon be desperate and surface. Then, everything will be solved.

Fingerprint technology existed in the 1970s, and fingerprints had been used to a certain extent in the field of criminal investigation.

However, the sickles in the brigade's cowshed are commonly used farm tools and are used by different people every day, which would lead to mixed fingerprints. This is why the police did not consider using fingerprint technology from the beginning.

No matter how cruel and ruthless Zhao Huai was, he was short-sighted and didn't know that it was difficult to extract fingerprints from the sickle.

Xiao Yue brought a basin of water at this time, and Shi Ye smiled and washed his fingers.

She turned her head and looked at Xia Yun, who was hiding behind Xiao Fengnian and was distracted. "Comrade Xia Yun, I heard that you were also there last night? So what happened? Do you know? The same thing, I need to say to you, confess and you will be treated leniently."

The police officers' eyes were fixed on Xia Yun, and for a moment, she became the target of public criticism.

Xia Yun's face turned pale and she shook her head, "I had my back to the cowshed at the time and didn't look over there. I only heard Xia Rongrong scream, and when I turned around, I heard Zhao Huai crying. I really don't know anything, it has nothing to do with me."

There was even a tearful tone in her voice. Facing everyone's questioning gazes, Xia Yun was so scared that she wanted to cry.

She never thought that after being forced by Zhao Huai, she would be involved in a murder case. She did not see whether Zhao Huai killed someone or Xia Rongrong committed suicide last night. She only heard Xia Rongrong's screams.

Shi also nodded and looked at the police: "Before the matter is investigated thoroughly, Xia Yun is not innocent either. I suggest that she be detained and wait for seven days. After all, she was there last night and cannot be free of suspicion."

"Miya! Are you crazy!" Xia Yun widened her eyes and screamed.

The police nodded. After listening to Shiye's professional analysis, they regarded Shiye as the key to solving the case.