Criminal

  "Huh? How can there be something in the nose too? What's the use of that?" Ming Zhi Feng Qingchen wouldn't bother to respond, but Xie San couldn't help himself and spoke up again.

  As Xie San expected, Feng Qingchen continued to ignore him, prying open the child's mouth and inserting a transparent small stick inside, stirring it gently before pulling it out to find a few drops of milk on the stick.

  After doing all this, Feng Qingchen took two steps back, removed her outer gloves and mask. Under everyone's expectation, she spoke with a serious face.

  "The situation has basically been confirmed, the child's time of death was after being fed breast milk, the child was not smothered to death by someone, but rather died due to improper care by the person feeding the child. It can be basically concluded that this is not a deliberate homicide."

  "What did you say? Impossible, impossible!" As soon as Feng Qingchen's words fell, the child's mother loudly shouted and rushed towards him like a madwoman.

  Feng Qingchen seemed to have expected this and flashed away, retreating to a position between Wang Qi and Xie San.

  "Isn't that right, you know it yourself. If I'm not mistaken, you didn't hire a nanny, the child is raised by you personally." Feng Qingchen pointed at the child's mother, coldly sarcastic.

  This woman, although she did not take action herself, this child died because of her dereliction of duty, and she also shifted the responsibility to others.

  It's hard to say whether she is vicious or not, but all that can be said is that the woman in the backyard of a big family is not simple.

  "How did you know?" Xie Erlaoye and Wang Qi, Xie San didn't believe Feng Qingchen's judgment at first, but after hearing this, they had to admit that Feng Qingchen was quite capable.

  To know, let alone families like Wang Xie's, even ordinary families have a special wet nurse for their children when they are born.

  Even if it's a concubine's child, it's rare for them to be raised by their own parents, let alone Xie Erlao, the first son.

  "The child told me." Feng Qingchen didn't say that she had only discovered it after seeing the woman's chest.

  Breastfeeding women have different chests, um generally speaking, they are bigger and also sag downwards.

  Not to mention that at this time women only wore a belly band, once there was too much milk, it would seep out.

  It's been a long time since then, and of course, there would be some differences on that woman's chest.

  The man was embarrassed to stare at the woman's breasts, but she didn't mind.

  "How is that possible? You scoundrel, my child has already died, how could he tell you?" The woman was flustered and panicked, seeing the suspicious eyes of Xie Erlao and the crowd, she immediately hugged the child's body and burst into tears.

  "My child, my poor child, my heart's darling..."

  The more she cried, the more tragic it became. However, everyone present was a keen observer, and with Feng Qingchen's words, coupled with the woman's behavior, they had already guessed seven or eight out of ten.

  "There's nothing impossible, corpses can talk, and he told me the cause of his death." Feng Qingchen said with a confident face.

  Xie Erlaoye and Xie San's faces looked very unsightly, at this time they no longer had the heart to think about finding fault with Feng Qingchen.

  The Xie family has made a big mistake, it's a family scandal, and they haven't even covered it up well yet.

  Thank you, Second Master, one foot kicked on the child's mother.

  "You vicious woman, you killed my son."

  "No, Master, it wasn't me, I didn't do it, I wouldn't harm my own flesh and blood. How could I possibly harm my own son? He's your eldest son, Master! It doesn't make sense for me to do such a thing. Don't listen to that vicious woman's nonsense!" The concubine clutched at Old Master Xie's leg, crying bitterly as she accused Feng Qingchen.

  So to speak, there is also road reason.

  At this time, Wei Daren recalled his duty and sternly said to Feng Qingchen:

  "Feng Qingchen, without evidence, don't talk nonsense. What makes you conclude that the child wasn't murdered, but rather died from suffocation due to improper care?"

  Although this was said by Feng Qingchen, it's too much of a slap in the face for the Xie family.

  "Don't be impatient, I certainly have evidence. Without evidence, how dare I falsely accuse good people?" Feng Qingchen's eyes fell on the white-clothed woman lying on the ground, and he sneered.

  At the time of Wei Daren's embarrassment, Feng Qingchen calmly stepped forward to explain: "Actually, the situation is very simple. If you look at the child's face, if he was suffocated by someone, there must be marks on his face. But what about the actual situation? There are no marks on the child's face, only a dark blue discoloration due to asphyxiation."

  To know, a child's face is very delicate, even if it's just a light touch, the mark on their face won't disappear for a while. If the child really died from being smothered by someone with an object, the person who did it wouldn't have used no strength at all.

  Also, most importantly, there are a few cotton threads under the child's fingernails, indicating that before death, the child had grasped something made of cotton and struggled, but not very violently.

  If the child was smothered to death, then there would be no cotton threads in his fingernail seams. An adult who wants to harm such a small child will absolutely not give him any chance to grab anything, and under that circumstance, the child's struggle would also be very intense."

  "It's also possible that the person who did it placed a heavy object like a quilt on the child's body without actually using their hands." Xie San asked the crucial question...

  Everyone looked at Feng Qingchen simultaneously, waiting for her answer.

  Xie San is even more threatening.

  Today's matter, I originally wanted to find trouble with Feng Qingchen, but as a result, the Xie family lost all their face.

  If Feng Qingchen can't come up with a good reason, then she's in for bad luck.

  How dare you splash dirty water on the Xie family! You've got a lot of nerve!

  Xie San's threat was so obvious, how could Feng Qingchen not know?

  But she believed in her own judgment.

  Even if she wasn't a forensic expert, she was confident in her own judgment.

  "Your guess is correct, but I just said that the child died after drinking breast milk, and after feeding the child, she went to sleep with the child in her arms."

  "What makes you so sure?" Xie San looked at Feng Qingchen's confident words and suddenly became suspicious.

  The child's mother was stunned on the spot and didn't dare to yell again.

  Feng Qingchu swept a glance at the woman and continued to point at the child's body, "Look at the child's right side of clothing, it is obviously more wrinkled than the left side, and there are also milk stains on the clothes. That should be the child's mother who subconsciously left behind while sleeping."

  All of these, if still can't prove that my judgment is correct, then the child's mother, look at that woman's eyes and it will also prove that what I said is right.

  Her eyes were not filled with anger towards the murderer, but rather with pride and jealousy. I think she was proud of herself for successfully framing someone unexpectedly."

  "No, no, you're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense, how could I, how could I kill my own son? I didn't, I didn't." The child's mother came to her senses and shouted loudly.

  Once this charge is confirmed, she's done for.

  Feng Qingchen showed no sympathy at all: "I said, the child wasn't killed by you, he just died because of your negligence. This kind of accident is not rare, children are too young and don't know how to express their needs, just like in cold weather, parents are afraid of freezing the child, so they dress them thickly and cover them heavily, which can also easily harm the child's heart and lungs. Taking care of a child is a very meticulous task, you think you can take good care of the child, but unfortunately, you lack experience."

  Feng Qingchen shook her head.

  She vaguely guessed that this concubine was afraid that her own child would be harmed by someone in the mansion, so she insisted on taking care of him personally, but didn't think... fate played tricks on people.

  Women in wealthy families are hard to get along with!

  Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen felt that she was still quite fortunate, at least she didn't cross over into some man's concubine, otherwise she would really have cried to death...