Chapter 170： Turned out to be an old friend

Hearing what Zhen Shicheng said, Uncle Yong Chang and others immediately looked closer.

There were two long hairs lying on the yellowed oiled paper, one of which was completely black, and the other was mostly white from the root of the hair. These two hairs have an obvious feature, they are curved like waves, and look at the damselfly with long hair, curled like seaweed.

This kind of naturally curly hair is very rare, and no one will believe it if it is a coincidence.

The eyes of everyone looking at the damselfly changed immediately, and there were some disgust, hatred, and curiosity.

The hair that Master Zhen found from the murderer's hiding place was the same as that of the damselfly. The lady must have been killed by the damselfly. But why does a damselfly, a cook, hurt his wife? The wife is obviously kind to the damselfly.

Everyone thought about this question in unison, and they all stared at the damselfly.

A lady in charge suddenly gave a hey.

Zhen Shizheng looked at the outgoing wife in charge: "Did you think of anything?"

The lady in charge looked uncertain, hesitated and did not speak.

"No matter what you think of, you can say it. It doesn't matter if you are wrong, no one will hold you accountable." While comforting the woman in charge, Zhen Shicheng gave Uncle Yong Chang a wink.

After I mistakenly thought that I had killed his wife, and then to the maid Qiulu and Tongfang Chaoyun, now finally I found the damselfly. What Uncle Yong Chang wants to know most now is the motive of the damselfly, so she winks at Zhen Shicheng. He immediately said: "My lord said it well. Just say what you think of. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake. If you say something useful, you will be rewarded later."

The lady in charge stopped worrying when she heard that she quickly glanced at the damselfly and said, "When she saw the hair of the damselfly, the old slave suddenly remembered a maid who had a natural curly hair, but she was more than ten years old. Was kicked out before."

Zhen Shicheng listened to her heart.

The roster says that the damselfly is thirty-four years old this year, and she was the age when she was a maid more than ten years ago.

"That maid called—" The lady in charge remembered hard, and suddenly slapped her thigh, "The old slave remembered it, that maid was called Awan!"

As soon as the word "A Hua" came out, some old people in Yongchang Bo's House had a vague impression.

The big steward who had been answering Zhen Shicheng before stared at the damselfly and his complexion changed drastically, and he blurted out, "Are you Ah Hua?"

Damselfly's eyes trembled, and she slowly turned her eyes to look at Uncle Yong Chang.

That glance turned out to be bitterly hateful.

The words of big steward made the lady in charge suddenly realize: "I said, the more I look at the damselfly, the more familiar it will become, my God, isn't she the Ahua who was kicked out back then!"

More than ten years of time is enough to make a person completely unrecognizable, especially those who are not familiar with them, it is not unusual that they will not be recognized when they meet again after ten years.

But when a distinctive feature is pointed out, the human memory valve is opened.

The lady in charge of hesitation from the beginning to the final determination, clapped her hands and said: "Yes, she is Ah Hua!"

The crowd talked.

"Who is Awan?" the young maid asked curiously.

"I don't know, I have never heard of such a person in the mansion."

"At that time, you hadn't entered the mansion to do anything. I have a vague impression that a maid named Awan was kicked out more than ten years ago because she caused the uncle and his wife to be upset, but at that time, where was she already working Can not remember……"

The damselfly stood in the center, letting people talk. Although she looked calm on her face, her hands shook slightly on her side.

Is it still recognized? Her hair is so tightly wrapped, how did Master Zhen determine that the two hairs that fell in the closet belonged to her? Is it just because she is the only one who stayed in the kitchen and did not come out?

Zhen Shicheng left the damselfly on the side for a while, and continued to ask the lady in charge: "Why was Ah Wan driven out?"

The lady in charge obviously still had an impression, so she immediately looked at Uncle Yongchang upon hearing this.

Uncle Yong Chang couldn't remember Awan at all. How could he remember a little maid who was kicked out more than ten years ago, and immediately said: "Say!"

The lady in charge said with a stern heart: "At that time, the lady was pregnant with a son, and she had to choose a maidservant to wait on her uncle. The lady picked a few at that time, and finally decided on Chunmei. Who knew that Awan suddenly ran to her. Come, I have to say that the uncle has...had already gotten her body. The wife thought that Awan had been ill-intentioned in order to be a messenger to ruin the uncle's reputation, so she kicked her out of the house..."

Uncle Yongchang frowned as he listened, vaguely impressed.

More than ten years ago, there seemed to be such a maid who ran up to his wife and weeping, but he didn't even think about it. He didn't even notice what the maid called.

Could it be said that this disaster is the root of the disaster planted in the past?

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps.

"My lord, I found it!" A servant quickly walked up to Zhen Shicheng and presented what was in his hand.

It was a pair of women's cloth shoes, which looked a bit old, and there were oil stains on the uppers. They were very suitable for those who work in the kitchen.

"My lord, these are the shoes that were turned out from the cage in the damselfly room, wrapped in this dress." The Ya Ya said, picking up a piece of worn-out clothes.

It is obviously unreasonable to wrap a pair of worn-out shoes with a piece of clothing.

The Ya Ya soon turned the shoes out of the soles: "Look, my lord!"

There are shallow lines on the soles, some places in the gaps between the lines are embedded with stains, and some places are brown.

Zhen Shicheng stared at the brown, his eyes narrowed.

As a rule of thumb, this is the blood left by the shoes.

Zhen Shicheng raised the shoes to the damselfly: "Dama, you might be able to quibble with two hairs, plus these **** shoes?"

He previously sent his subordinates to the damselfly room to search for clues and specially emphasized the shoes. The reason is simple.

Before the attack, the damselfly can wear two coats, and after the attack, take off the outermost blood-spattered clothes and bury it. Her body is clean again, but she will not prepare two pairs of shoes in all likelihood, which is too inconvenient . In this case, the damselfly can't bury the shoes on her feet together with the blood coat, or she will go back to the room barefoot, and she won't be able to tell when she meets others on the road.

A pair of shoes worn at the time of the attack, with the meticulous damselfly, will definitely not be worn again, but it is too late to completely destroy it in a short time. Temporarily hiding it is the best choice.

And the facts also proved that he expected well.

"My lord, there is this." The Ya Ya took out a plain purse and presented it to Zhen Shicheng. "This was found in the damselfly pillowcase. The subordinates smelled a strange scent. Seeing that the purse was hidden secretly, maybe there is something wrong. , I brought it here."

Zhen Shicheng put the purse to the tip of his nose and sneered, "Dame, the smell left in the closet is exactly the same as your purse. What can you say now?"

Damselfly stared at her purse with pale lips, knowing that the situation is over, she gave a sorrowful smile: "I have nothing to say. I only hate Uncle Yong Chang for not killing his wife by mistake because of shame. It is truly unfair!"