Li Yun's eyes flashed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure that the ceiling fan was still rotating at that time?"
"Yes, you have to be sure!" Qiao Feilu also said: "If the ceiling fan is turning, this incident cannot be simply regarded as suicide. I must remember it clearly!"
The clan elder and one of his relatives all looked over and made the person cold sweat. After half a day, he vaguely replied: "Okay, it seems to be on, but the rotation speed is very slow, and it may be turned by the wind. , But I... seemed to press the switch, the ceiling fan was..."
After being watched by so many people, he began to be vague, obviously unwilling to take responsibility.
"You really are!" Wang Anna said dissatisfied, "Isn't it better to make it clear?"
"This...I can't make it clear!" He stamped his foot and became anxious. "At that time, both Tianhao and I were terrified. When I saw the ceiling fan was turning, I subconsciously pressed the switch, and I didn't remember whether I pressed it or not. In the middle, Tianhao cried and hugged his mother’s feet. I ran to the kitchen downstairs to get a knife and cut the rope. I still remember it so clearly."
After hearing so many details, Wang Anna didn't say a word. She felt that this situation was similar to her.
Li Yun glanced at the rope placed in the corner and asked, "Is this rope at home?"
"Yes, this is for tying an ox cart, it belongs to Sansao's family."
The answer was another relative. Lin Tianhao had temporarily gone to his cousin's house because of excessive sadness. The same was true for his two younger siblings, and they never came back to see their mother.
If it is a suicide, it is likely to be buried hastily. When the coffin is almost in the ground, the child will be called for the last ride.
Wang Hao said to himself: "That is to say... Actually, it is not certain that the ceiling fan was still spinning at the time, but the problem comes again. If someone killed deliberately, why would the murderer turn on the ceiling fan again? Brother Li, you What do you think?"
Li Yun shrugged. He is not a professional detective, let alone a pupil of Death, so he doesn't know anything about this kind of problem.
Xiao Mingzhu asked again: "At the time, you said that it felt cold to touch the feet of the deceased? But this is also a problem. Lin Tianhao said that he went to see his mother at 3 in the afternoon. It was fine at the time, and now..." she saw I clicked on the phone, "It was just after six o'clock in the evening, and only less than three hours passed, there should still be body temperature remaining on the corpse."
After a person dies, if it is at room temperature and is still wearing clothes without being soaked in water, usually the temperature of the body will drop by one degree an hour.
The human body temperature is 37 degrees Celsius, and the longest time to death is only three hours. In theory, the deceased still has a body temperature of about 30 degrees!
But he said that the feet of the third wife who had hanged herself were already cold.
The man glanced at the corpse lying on the bed, and said tremblingly: "Also, maybe I was too panic at the time, not sure if it was cold."
"You can go and see it now, too," Xiao Mingzhu said, and after seeing the crowd, everyone looked at her instead.
After all, it is difficult for a man to check, and aunt and aunt dare not come up, only she is the most suitable.
After hesitating, after taking a look at Li Yun, Xiao Mingzhu decided to test the corpse in person. Both Wang Hao and Wang Anna admired them. The squad leader was too bold.
"I'll be with you."
Li Yun followed Xiao Mingzhu to the bed and did not go to see the person on the bed. Xiao Mingzhu folded his hands and bowed to the corpse and said, "Auntie, I'm sorry."
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