Chapter 102 Reversing the Truth

Mingzhu walked to Jiang Duo and spoke clearly: "I suddenly had a fever last night. Captain Jiang got up in the middle of the night and took me to the county hospital. Until now, my fever has not completely subsided. I don't believe it..."

She looked around and Zhou Changming was not there.

She walked directly to a barefoot doctor in the village who often prescribed medicine for people, "Second Master, please check for me and prove whether I have a fever."

The old man, who was nearly 70 years old, raised his hand and touched Mingzhu's forehead, "I really have a fever."

Mingzhu turned to look at Ming Dayou, who snorted coldly: "Why should we believe you? Who knows if Jiang Duo killed someone last night and wanted to take you away, but you got caught in the rain and got a fever."

Mingzhu said calmly: "Ming Dayou, didn't you keep saying that you were a person with an identity granted by the higher-ups? Then you can ask the higher-ups to go to the hospital to investigate my medical records last night. I, Mingzhu, am upright and honest. As long as we get that medical record, we can prove that Jiang Duo and I were not in the village last night." Mingzhu's face was

full of confidence. She didn't show any fear of being identified as an accomplice of the murderer. She looked so upright that she really looked like someone who was wronged.

In fact, Mingzhu was indeed confident, because she was sure that even if Ming Dayou knew she was lying, he would not send anyone to investigate. It would take half a day to go to the county town and back, and he couldn't afford that.

Even if he really sent someone, by then Qiao Bin would have brought in reinforcements, and he would still be the one who was doomed!

In view of Mingzhu's good performance, there were already discussions around.

Some people even began to wonder who to believe...

Ming Dayou was anxious. Why didn't these stupid villagers listen to his orders and give this little girl a chance to speak?

He had to make them work for him as soon as possible, so he said in an excited tone: "Fellow villagers, don't listen to the nonsense of this sweet-talking girl. We have a national mission. The victim is now lying in my yard and cannot rest in peace. We can't let the country down, and we can't let innocent people die in vain! You listen to my orders, everyone is united, and kill the murderer and his accomplices!"

Mingzhu sneered contemptuously. "Village chief, why are you so eager to kill us? You keep saying that my captain Jiang has killed someone, so do you dare to let us see the body to see if Director Meng is really dead? I believe that even if the villagers want to be heroes, they have to let my husband and I die with a sense of conviction!"

Mingzhu said, and then fixed his eyes on the face of the security director who might become the village chief in the end if Ming Dayou fell.

Her wife was a smart person, and she immediately pushed him when she saw this.

He responded, "What's so difficult about this? Let's go to the village chief's house together, let them see the body with their own eyes, and know that our village chief has not wronged them."

With him in the lead, the group walked out of the brigade yard and came to the village chief's house.

At this moment, the village head's wife and Ming Xiaojie thought it was too unlucky to have a corpse in the yard, so they had already gone out.

There was only a corpse lying on a straw mat in the yard, and Zhou Changming, who was sitting beside him with a grief-stricken face, saying his final goodbyes to his old friend.

Seeing so many people rushing in, Zhou Changming looked up at everyone in confusion, and finally fixed his eyes on Jiang Duo and Mingzhu's faces, and asked, "What's going on?"

Mingzhu told him about how Ming had just wrongly accused Jiang Duo of murder, "Master, I know you and Director Meng are good friends, but now in order to prove our innocence, we must see this corpse."

Zhou Changming had been with the two for a long time, so he naturally didn't believe they would kill anyone, so he nodded.

Some timid villagers, seeing that Meng Xiangde died from a bullet in the heart and the straw mat was covered in blood, did not dare to approach.

But Mingzhu did not care, she walked over and squatted beside the body, opened his clothes, looked at the wound for a moment, then pulled open his pupils, then lifted his chin and examined his mouth and nose in the sunlight.

Jiang Duo took a look at Mingzhu's movements and was shocked. This little girl was not only timid, but now she could also perform an autopsy?

Seeing this, Mingda wanted to step forward to stop him, but was directly blocked by Jiang Duo's strong body.

Mingzhu studied it carefully for ten minutes before standing up. "Ming Dayou, you said that Director Meng was killed by a bullet, right?"

"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes..."

"No," Mingzhu interrupted Ming Dayou and said directly, "The bullet missed the target and did not hit the heart. You said that after the incident, you took the person directly to my master. With my master's ability, he could have rescued him temporarily."

Zhou Changming was too sad to open the cloth to check his old friend's wound. Now he took another look and found that "the bullet did not hit the heart."

Ming Dayou was nervous for a moment. "I... was too panicked at the time. I was worried that Jiang Duo would come back and kill everyone who knew the truth. So I stayed behind the village monument for a while to make sure there was no danger before coming out."

"So what? I just said that Director Meng didn't die from bullet wounds, he died of suffocation."

Mingzhu calmly squatted back beside the body and pointed at the other's face. "You all saw it clearly. The deceased was obviously suffocated, resulting in cyanosis of the face and lips, subconjunctival hemorrhage, and a slight fracture of the bridge of his nose. There are scratches on the wings of his nose, which is obviously caused by someone covering his mouth and nose and struggling. , and..."

Mingzhu pointed at the other party's wet pants, "There is a strong smell of feces and urine here, which means that he had incontinence when he died, which also meets the characteristics of suffocation. Ming Dayou, you tell me yourself, from the time the deceased was shot until he was sent to my master by you, who else had contact with him besides you?"

Ming Dayou gritted his teeth and retorted, "You are not a professional. "Don't make up stories just to exonerate Jiang Duo!"

At this time, Zhou Changming also squatted down and began to check one by one, frowning and said: "Mingzhu is right, this is indeed a case of death by compound suffocation."

He raised his eyes and cast a puzzled look on Ming Dayou's face, "When you brought Lao Meng here, he was already dead. You were the only one who had contact with him during this period."

Ming Dayou He was anxious: "Zhou Changming, don't be suspicious. Don't you know what the relationship is between me and Lao Meng? He helped you who were disheartened and asked me to help you settle down in our village. I listened to him, but settled you under pressure. I have such a good relationship with him, how could I harm him?!"

Zhou Changming was confused for a moment. Meng Xiangde and Mingda had a very good relationship. What was going on?

Jiang Duo, who had been silent, finally spoke: "There is another question..."