Makiya's words were so powerful and deafening that the surroundings were dead silent, and no one spoke.
Zhao Huai's face changed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? You know it just by looking at the body? Everything needs evidence, Shiye, what's the benefit of you targeting me like this? Can it change the Xiao family's affairs?"
Xiao Fengnian stepped forward, lowered his eyes and glanced at Xia Rongrong, who died with her eyes wide open. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Xiaoye, you need evidence to speak or do anything. You can't just talk nonsense. Can you tell anything from Xia Rongrong's body?"
His voice sounded a little strange. Shi was also an excellent military doctor, he knew that, but there was still a difference between a military doctor and a forensic doctor.
The police officer also came forward and looked at Makiya humbly, "Comrade, have you found any clues?"
Shi also curled his lips, half squatted down, pointed at Xia Rongrong's body and said, "I have all the clues and evidence."
"The fatal wound that caused Xia Rongrong's death was on her head, and the weapon was a sickle from the cowshed. Am I right?" Shi also pointed to the untreated sickle placed beside Xia Rongrong. The blood on it had turned dark red.
"What does this prove?!" Zhao Huai gritted his teeth, not saying anything false, and even stepped forward to argue.
Shiya looked up at him, chuckled, and said meaningfully: "What can it prove?"
"Comrade Zhao Huai, today I will teach you a lesson. Doctors are much more familiar with the human body than ordinary people."
"Xia Rongrong's fatal injury is on her head. Look, there is a deep scratch on the left side of her head. Hiss, it's really cruel."
"This part doesn't fit the characteristics of self-injury. Generally speaking, suicide wounds are mostly concentrated on the neck, wrists or abdomen, which are parts that can be easily touched by the suicide. The direction of the wound needs to be consistent with the suicide's habit of holding the sickle and the direction of force. As far as I know, Xia Rongrong is left-handed, so look at the direction of this wound."
"The wound went from the left back to the front. A left-handed person used his right hand to commit suicide?"
Shiye picked up the sickle and tried it on himself. The people around him were all used to doing farm work and were naturally very familiar with how to use the sickle. They only needed to follow Shiye's path and they would understand.
The police officer's face changed, and he looked at Zhao Huai in doubt: "Xia Rongrong is left-handed? You didn't mention this!"
This kind of thing is very important information in a criminal case, but Zhao Huai did not say it during the forensic examination.
The onlookers all nodded and said, "That's right! Xia Rongrong is really left-handed! She usually holds farm tools with her left hand when working in the fields. We've seen it! I never realized before that she is different from others."
Zhao Huai's eyes flashed with panic, but he still said with a stiff upper lip: "I forgot to say it! My mother is dead, how could I suddenly remember these things? Besides, this is just Shiye's one-sided statement, it can't be considered as evidence! It can't prove that I killed my mother! Comrade police officer, you can't be biased towards them just because Shiye is from the Xiao family!"
Zhao Huai shouted loudly, immediately drawing a clear line between himself and Shi Ye, and putting her in the leadership camp like the Xiao family.
The police officer frowned and said in a deep voice: "Comrade Zhao Huai, although we all came to Tuanjie Village to help investigate the case at the invitation of Chief of Staff Xiao Shen, we will never favor anyone. No matter who is involved, we will treat everyone equally!"
"Although Xia Rongrong committed a crime, she died suddenly, so we have to investigate thoroughly! Only by finding the real culprit and giving everyone a clear explanation can we live up to our clothes and the trust of the people!"
Hearing this, the people around nodded and cheered loudly. It was not as Zhao Huai had expected, because Shi was also a member of the Xiao family. Instead, they began to doubt what she said. For a moment, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
He originally thought that once he got past the police and the forensic doctor, things would go smoothly, but he never expected that Shi would also jump out!
It would have been fine if she just jumped out, but her words about the direction of the wound actually touched upon the truth!
He didn't dare let Shi Ye speak again. If he continued, if he really persuaded the police to reinvestigate, then he, the instigator, would not be able to escape. Then wouldn't all the money and promises he had obtained be in vain?
"Of course I know! But my mother is already dead, and I have to be examined in public like this! Although she is not a good person, but my mother! In front of her, you wrongly accuse me of killing her, Mami, how can you say that?"
Zhao Huai was heartbroken. He knelt in front of Xia Rongrong's body, silently shedding tears, looking both filial and pitiful.
Shi was standing on the other side of Xia Rongrong. He sneered at Zhao Huai's pretense.
"Comrade Zhao Huai, do you think I will stop talking if you kneel before me?"
"I just talked about the direction of the wound. A suicide victim would not choose a body part like the back or head that is difficult to injure. Adding the direction, we can be sure that Xia Rongrong did not commit suicide. You can use a scarecrow to demonstrate the process."
"Besides, look here, don't you have any doubts?"
Just as Shi was about to pry Xia Rongrong's hand away, Zhao Huai's eyes flashed with ferocity and he shouted, "Don't touch my mother!"
She frowned and reached out to punch Zhao Huai. This guy kept obstructing her. Did he think everyone else was a fool?
Xiao Yue had already stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Huai by the collar, and said in a cold voice: "Be quiet, or I'll cuff you if you keep talking nonsense."
Shi also continued to pry open Xia Rongrong's tightly clenched hands. Fortunately, she was as strong as an ox, otherwise there would be no way to pry open such a stiff palm. It seems that during the forensic examination, they did not try to pry open Xia Rongrong's hands and ignored this insignificant point.
As Shi also took action, the people around stood on tiptoe to look inside. Xiao Fengnian and the police officer looked over and saw sharp wounds on Xia Rongrong's palms. Blood was oozing out and covering her two palms.
"This is actually a wound?" The police were shocked. At first, they thought that Xia Rongrong committed suicide, which caused the blood to splatter all over her body. They did not suspect that she had a wound on her hand. It was very abnormal for her to have such a wound on her hand on the eve of suicide. Moreover, there was no trace of blood flowing on her arm, which was inconsistent with Xia Rongrong's suicide posture.
"When will a person use both hands to block a scythe, causing it to hit his palms?"
"Here, you should pay special attention to Xia Rongrong's palm. The wound is so deep that the bone is almost exposed."
Shi Ye's voice was light, but it sent a chill through the hearts of the police and the surrounding people. They could simulate the scene at that time without her saying it explicitly. Zhao Huai was slashing with a sickle, and was discovered by Xia Rongrong. She stretched out both hands to hold the sickle!
The police officer looked at Zhao Huai, who was pale and trembling with lips: "No, it's not me, it's not me..."
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