The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

The falling incident occurred in a three-story restaurant named Wenxin Pavilion.

When Sun Shaozong led people to the scene of the fall, he saw a body lying on its back, the back of its head hitting the stone pier where the flagpole was placed, it was a standard death.

Seeing that someone had already died, Sun Shaozong immediately ordered, "Zhou Da, take someone to block the front and back doors of this restaurant. No one can enter or leave without my order!"

"Lin Delu, go find out which room the deceased fell from, and protect the scene!"

Zhou Da and Lin Delu were ordered to go. Sun Shaozong went to the body and squatted down to examine it carefully.

The deceased was a young man around twenty-five years old. He was medium height, slightly fat, faired-skin, and lustrous, and his right hand was slightly calloused. He should have been writing for a long time. It seemed that he was also a pampered master.

The dead man had a strong smell of alcohol. It seemed that he had drunk a lot before he fell from the building. But it could not be ruled out for the time being that the murderer might be suspicious.

The deceased's expression was relatively calm, his muscles were relaxed, his hands were naturally spread out, and he did not show the common grip of the person who slipped. The preliminary analysis showed that he should be unconscious or in a chaotic state of consciousness when falling from a building.

There was no other wound on the dead person. Because of the violent impact on the back of his head, part of his skull had been severely deformed, enough to cover the traces of a secondary injury. Thus, it was impossible to judge whether he had been attacked before he fell.

"Master."

Cheng Rixing looked around curiously for a while, and could not help but express his opinion, "It seems that he fell after drinking too much. Five years ago, there was a case where a new scholar drowned after getting drunk."

"It's possible."

Sun Shaozong said, but he turned the body over carefully.

A lot of brain plasma that had been blocked in the skull cavity suddenly poured out. The white juice oozed out, which made a sound of horror all around. Cheng Rixing ran away like a rabbit after seeing it.

Sun Shaozong ignored him and continued to investigate carefully from head to neck.

Suddenly, his sight stopped near the back of the dead man, and he bent his head and put his nose up again.

Before he could smell anything, someone in the crowd screamed, "He... He's eating that person's brain!"

The onlookers suddenly burst into an uproar. Those who were timid and scared slipped away as if they wanted to smear oil on the soles of their feet.

Damn!

What's with those judging eyes?!

Sun Shaozong raised his head speechlessly and was about to explain a few words. Cheng Rixing had already crouched and shouted, "My Master is the Assistant Prefectural Magistrate Sun, who dares talk nonsense in the investigation“

When they heard that Assistant Prefectural Magistrate Sun was in front of them, the crowd was in an uproar again.

However, no one was willing to leave this time. They all looked at Sun Shaozong with burning eyes to see how the famous “Divine Judgement” solved the case.

A few more people in the restaurant hurriedly stopped the old man with a white beard to face Cheng Rixing.

The old man was so scared that he didn't wait for others to testify, he kowtowed and begged, "Please forgive me, please forgive me, Lord. I made an error and didn't mean to slander Lord Justice!"

Cheng Rixing stared at him. He was waiting for an attack of tiger power, but he heard Sun Shaozong replying, "Forget it. He is old, let him go this time."

With these words, he bent over the back of the corpse and sniffed, then pulled up the clothes of the deceased and looked at it from several angles.

After confirming the speculation in his mind, he immediately got up and said, "Come on, let’s go upstairs and have a look."

As soon as the voice fell, someone asked, "Inspector, was Brother Su Nian killed?"

"Your Honor is the murderer killing for money or killing for revenge?! "

"Your excellency, what did you see just now?"

"Yes, Lord, what clues have you found out?"

In a short moment, many people gathered to watch the activity. Of course, scholars and others were living nearby.

These people were not afraid of the government like ordinary people because of their fame. So when they saw Sun Shaozong surveying the body and preparing to go upstairs, they all talked about it.

It was reasonable to say that everything found at the murder scene should be kept confidential.

However, considering that there were a large number of scholars around here, if he just hid it, it might cause the spread of messy rumors. If it made people panic, things would turn ugly.

Moreover, after the Luming Feast tomorrow, there would be many people here who would become his own ”students,” and it was necessary to leave a profound impression in advance.

With this in mind, Sun Shaozong said solemnly, "There are many people among you who will set foot in the officialdom in the future. They would inevitably be involved in the cases of the criminal department. Well, I would make an exception today to explain the details."

Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed. They quickly raised their ears and held their breath.

Sun Shaozong pointed at the body and said, "This man is full of alcohol. It seems that he fell from a building and died after being drunk."

"But after preliminary observation, it can be found that his muscles are very loose, and his palms are spread out naturally without any signs of grasping."

At this point, seeing that everyone around him was confused, he had to explain again, "When people are highly nervous, their skin will automatically tighten and harden, and people who fall, like drowning people, will always struggle to catch something."

At last, someone suddenly cried out, "Your Excellency means that he was not nervous when he fell, and he never struggled?!"

"Yes!"

Sun Shaozong affirmed the man's statement and added, "To be exact, he should have been in an unconscious state when he jumped. Of course, if he gets drunk, there is a certain probability that a similar situation will occur."

"But after I turned the body over, I found a small trailing wet mark on his back waist, and it was confirmed that it was the mark left by the wine."

At this time, someone wondered, "What is a trailing wet mark, My Lord?"

"Well..."

After a little meditation, Sun Shaozong made an analogy, "When people wipe things with a wet rag, they always leave wet traces like lines, which is called ”trailing.”

"On the contrary, if there is a pool of water on the ground, cover it with a clean cloth, and then press it and drag it hard, the same trace will appear on the clean cloth."

"If this mark appeared on the chest, it might have been caused by the victim's carelessness, but now it is on the back!"

"Therefore, I infer that it is very likely that the deceased was forcibly dragged to the window and pushed down after being unconscious or dead!"