Chapter 115 - 114: It Hurts, It Really Hurts (Second Update)

Chapter 115: Chapter 114: It Hurts, It Really Hurts (Second Update)

Xu Jing said the victim was killed at the dressing table, and anyone with some experience in investigating cases could see it.

Although they didn’t understand professional terms like "spatter bloodstains" or "drip bloodstains," the investigatory knowledge accumulated through experience made them understand just from looking at several crime scenes, so they were not surprised by Xu Jing’s words.

The County Magistrate of Jingning County was taken aback and said, "I’ve also pondered this for a while. After killing someone, the murderer would surely be eager to escape. Why would they spend time doing something pointless? Couldn’t they just leave the victim by the dressing table?"

The person being questioned—Wei Dadong—remained silent, lips tightly pressed.

Xu Jing, not really expecting an answer, suddenly chuckled softly and said, "Let me make a guess. At that time, you hurried back to your and your wife’s bedroom. Your wife was at the dressing table doing her makeup, and seeing you suddenly return, she must have been somewhat surprised.

You made up an excuse to pass it off casually, then slowly walked behind your wife—being her husband, she wouldn’t think anything was wrong when you walked behind her—and then gently gathered her hair.

Maybe you even whispered sweet nothings into her ear to draw her attention to you, so she wouldn’t notice your hand quietly reaching for the knife at your waist.

Then, while your wife was unaware, you drew out the dagger and in an instant cut her throat. Bright red blood sprayed onto the wall like fireworks.

One moment she was gazing at you tenderly, and the next her eyes widened in disbelief that you would do such a thing to her.

But she couldn’t ask any questions, as in that moment, she had lost her life, leaving the last fear and disbelief of her life forever in those open eyes.

And you saw it all clearly in the bronze mirror in front of your wife, including the devastated change in her gaze. In the end, human beings are of flesh, and though you committed this beastly act, you also felt anguish and guilt. In a race against time, you moved your wife to the bed, away from the mirror that witnessed everything. Isn’t that so?"

Wei Dadong’s face grew whiter, yet he still said nothing.

Xu Jing’s smile grew colder, "The deceased cannot speak, but she can show us who killed her!

From the dressing table to the step-bed, the ground was marked with droplets of blood from your wife. That’s evidence of you moving her to the bed!

However, those blood droplets suddenly stopped at a certain point, replaced by a small pool of blood on the ground. Why?

Combined with the inexplicable indentation on the back of the victim’s skull, and the signs of the dot bloodstains before that pool being wiped, I guess you accidentally fell while carrying your wife’s body, causing it to hit the ground hard. That’s why the round blood dots suddenly stopped, and the indentation on your wife’s skull and that pool of blood were left at that time!

Moreover, it’s because the victim fell to the ground, which accounts for the wiping marks in front of that pool of blood!"

Xinghua, seeing her Lord staying silent, was originally worried, but now felt she had caught Xu Jing’s loophole and shrieked, "This is your so-called evidence? Isn’t it all just speculation..."

"Don’t rush, didn’t I just say the evidence?"

Xu Jing shot her a cold glance and said, "Mr. Wei, that fall must have been quite hard! After your poor wife passed away, not only was she mistreated, but her skull was also slightly indented from the fall, and as someone involved, it’s impossible for you to be unscathed!

Earlier, you were leaning against the wall. When I asked you to rest on the stone bench outside, you refused—not because you didn’t want to, but because you couldn’t!

Your buttocks and upper legs must be bruised! Is it very painful? It should be! Because your wife can’t even make a simple sound of pain anymore!"

Wei Dadong’s face turned bloodless, his lips tinged blue. His eyes became unfocused and numb, and his temples were drenched with sweat.

"If someone examines your injury, they will immediately see the truth. And coincidentally, I have some knowledge of medicine." Xu Jing said calmly, "Anyone capable would immediately know when those bruises formed.

If those bruises were accidental from earlier, why didn’t you say so when I asked you to sit and rest? If it’s because the injury location is too private to mention to a woman like me, you could have simply said you injured yourself earlier and couldn’t sit down now, but why lie instead, saying you can’t relax while the murderer of your wife hasn’t been found?

There’s only one reason you didn’t speak: you’re guilty! You don’t want others to know you have such a bruise!

Also, if I’m not mistaken, that bruise is quite painful. Normally, it would be painful even to walk, yet you keep enduring it and refuse to show any signs. Why is that? What reason compels you to endure pain and put on an act for us?

There can only be one reason: that bruise is related to your wife’s death!"

As Xu Jing’s last words fell heavily, Wei Dadong suddenly staggered. If not for Xinghua’s quick support, he would have fallen to the ground.

After finally regaining his footing, he slowly raised his head, for the first time since Xu Jing began questioning him, looking at her.

This woman, when she specifically asked if he wanted to sit down, was it deliberate?

At that moment, she was already probing him.

The scene fell silent, everyone’s eyes filled with doubt and shock as they stared at Wei Dadong, until Xiao Yi’s deep voice sounded, "Come, take Mr. Wei out and check if he really has such an injury..."

Wei Dadong suddenly let out a weary chuckle, throwing off Xinghua’s supporting hand, and leaned wearily against the wall, finally letting the pained expression show on his face, "No need to check, I’ll confess. I do have that bruise, it came from carrying my wife’s body.

The injury there is so painful, really painful. Every step felt like thousands of needles piercing my flesh.

But that injury is far less painful than the harm Wan caused me!"

Nianxia trembled all over, couldn’t help but shout in agony, "What wrong did our lady ever do to you! Although the Su Family wasn’t wealthy before, it was a literary family, with several Advanced Scholars in the ancestry!

There were even affluent families from the capital who sent people to propose marriage! But our lady only favored you! When everyone couldn’t understand her choice, even saying she wasn’t thinking straight, she told me in private that although you were a merchant’s son, your heart was pure and unspoiled.

At the Qixi Lantern Festival, you fell in love at first sight with her, and since then often found various excuses to see her. Even in the freezing weather, you waited in front of the Su Family’s gate, waiting for a full hour just to give her a hand warmer shaped like a little rabbit, saying you thought she’d like it, so you bought it, and because you couldn’t wait to know if she liked it, you stayed up all night and came to wait just after the curfew lifted.

That day, she watched you, covered in snow, eyebrows also filled with snow, yet you smiled warmly at her. When she returned, she told me she wished for someone who could be with her for a lifetime, and she believed you were that person.

After marrying into the Wei Family, she managed the household chores daily, attended to her in-laws, and never complained to you even when the old lady openly and secretly oppressed her. She always said, every house has its troubles, as long as you sincerely treated her, she would be contented..."