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Chapter 1 Ghost Festival Ancient Jade (Part 1)

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    My name is Song Yan. I am from Hefei, Anhui. I graduated from the Public Security University. I was assigned to the Bengbu Public Security Bureau three years ago and became an ordinary criminal policeman.

    After reporting to the criminal police brigade, the bureau arranged for an old policeman to guide me to familiarize myself with the business, that is, my master.

    But after getting along with him, I think my master is too nonsense.  The master's surname is Zhao. He is in his forties or fifties. He is not tall and not good-looking.  This is what age is used to, an old antique.

    Moreover, as my master, apart from asking me to do some chores of serving tea and pouring water, I am often not allowed to appear on the scene.  It's very complicated, and you won't be able to help you if you go, it's better to just stay."

    When he said this, I became even more curious about the case he was in charge of.  So I took advantage of the meeting of the special case team to deliver water, and heard the general situation of the case.

    Yesterday, someone in Fengshan Village, Fengyang County sent out a call for help.  His name was Zhang Peiliang, and he was the Party Secretary of Fengshan Village.  By the time the police arrived, he had already been taken to the county hospital.  Although the man was still sane, his injuries were serious and his hands and feet were broken.  Zhang Peiliang claimed that many people died in the ancestral hall outside the village cemetery.

    After hearing about this situation, several colleagues rushed to the ancestral hall immediately.  When they walked into the dilapidated ancestral hall, they found that it was in a mess, and the candle ash was scattered all over the floor.  There were four people lying on the ground of the ancestral hall, and they all died of exhaustion.  Their injuries were very similar to those of Zhang Peiliang, they were all severed limbs, as if twisted by life.  Although the dead were old and young, they all had one thing in common: they were all village cadres.

    There is a coffin in the ancestral hall, and there is an old lady lying in it. According to the investigation, the name of this person is Chen Fengxia.

    The old lady died of illness three days ago and was buried in her ancestral grave.  But now it was dug out by someone, and it was placed in the ancestral hall in the village.

    Asked Zhang Peiliang what happened, but he said that he didn't remember at all, his mind was in a mess at the time, and when he woke up, he found that his hands and feet were broken, so he climbed out of the ancestral hall and called for help.  And he has no impression of how he went to the ancestral hall with a few people.

    ?Because many people died in this case, all of them were village cadres, and the case was bizarre, the leaders of the Municipal Bureau attached great importance to this case and established a task force.  But after two or three days, the people in the special case team couldn't find any clues about the murderer, and they were all at a loss.

    The four who died together with Zhang Peiliang had no enemies in the village.  Moreover, the people in this village have lived here for generations, and it is impossible to have such deep hatred.

    But what I think is even more strange is why all those village cadres were killed, but Zhang Peiliang was alive?  It would not be unreasonable to say that he is a suspect.  After all, no normal person would cut off his limbs in order to get rid of suspicion, would he?

    ?In the meeting room, I was holding a teapot and slowly refilling the tea for Master, but I saw him staring at the file in a daze, ignoring his colleagues who were discussing fiercely around him, and said nothing.

    At this time, the captain of the criminal police team asked: "Old Zhao, tell me your opinion?"

    Only then did the master ponder and said: "I don't have any clues. But I want to go to Fengshan Village tonight to see, maybe I can find some clues."

    The captain nodded and said: "You go with Xiao Liu, and you will have many helpers." As he spoke, he pointed to a young and tall male police officer beside him.

    ?I was not angry in my heart, thinking that Lao Zhao was my master no matter what, and he had to take me, an apprentice, with him no matter what.

    But Lao Zhao rebuffed and said: "No need. My sister's house is nearby, and I just happened to go to see her. Everyone has been tired for so long, so everyone should go back and rest for a day, so that they can continue to fight after recovering their spirits."

    After hearing this, I always felt that Master wanted to spare other people to handle the case by himself.  After the meeting ended, Master immediately went back to the office to pack up his things and prepare to leave.  I hurriedly posted it up, thinking about it, and wanted to follow Master to see and see.

    Unexpectedly, Lao Zhao gave me a cold look, and refused: "No, you will only add to the chaos if you go!"

    As soon as I heard this, the anger that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly broke out: "I said, Master, no matter what I say, I am also a policeman, and I will arrive at the scene sooner or later. Besides, what can happen if I go to a village to investigate the case? Even if something happens, I will  Your body can also help you. Look at your age"

    Just as I said this, I suddenly felt that the scenery in front of me flickered and turned upside down. Before I understood what was going on, I felt a sharp pain in my back and fell to the ground properly.

    I lay on the ground and looked at Lao Zhao in surprise, seeing him straightening his clothes leisurely.  Ah shit, I was thrown to the ground by an old man, and I was completely?Look at how he did it!

    Immediately I got up a little discouraged, thinking that after all, I was also the runner-up in the province's Sanda, how could I be knocked down by the uncle.

    "Look, with you like this, I don't feel at ease when I take you out." After finishing cleaning up, Lao Zhao patted me on the shoulder: "Go back."

    "No, do we need to do something when we go to that village? Besides, it was the same in the previous cases. They refused to let me appear on the scene. What do you mean?" I grabbed his arm and refused to let go.

    Old Zhao just frowned and wanted to say something, when suddenly his eyes fell on my chest, showing a look of surprise.  I didn't know why, so I looked down and saw the jade stone I was wearing around my neck slipped out of my clothes.

    Old Zhao asked in surprise: "Where did you get this jade?"

    "Well, it's a long story." I was a little surprised at his over-excitement, and asked, "You know this thing?  Never seen before."

    Old Zhao interrupted me and asked: "Tell me about the origin of this jade."

    I thought about it carefully, so I told him about the past when I got this piece of jade.

    What I am wearing is an ancient jade polished into the shape of a safety buckle.  It is said to be ancient jade, in fact, I have asked experts to appraise it, but no one can tell the reason.  Because this jade is too weird.

    When it is usually worn, it is as transparent and moist as ordinary jade.  But every cloudy day, such as Qingming or Ghost Festival, the jade will glow with colorful light.

    And going back to the origin of this jade is the only anecdote in my ordinary life.

    My birthday is not very good. I was born in the late 1980s and early 1990s, on the night of Ghost Festival.

    My mother was weak and sick when she was young, and our hometown is a rural area in Anhui, so the conditions were not good.  The year my mother gave birth to me happened to be hit by a drought, and the crops were not harvested well, and everyone was sad.  Although the environment at that time was not as bad as it was during the ten-year famine, our village often did not have any good food to eat.

    When my mother was pregnant with me, she was always worried, saying that the child came at the wrong time.

    In order to make the family's life better, my father went to work in the city and rarely returned home.  My mother was looked after by my grandparents.

    Speaking of the three nights before the Ghost Festival, grandma stayed at home to take care of her mother who was about to give birth, while grandpa was collecting firewood in the woods behind the village.

    The drought has been raging for more than a year, and it is even hotter and hotter after summer.  But on this night, the sky was suddenly overcast, and after a while, there were lightning and thunder.  Grandma remembered that grandpa was still in the woods, so she hurried away with her rain gear.  Not long after grandma went out, the rain poured down in an instant.

    ?After a long drought, there is rain, and heavy rain hits, sweeping away the hot and dry breath of summer.  The mother stood at the door of the main house holding the door frame, looking up at the pouring rain outside the door.

    At that time, the folk customs were simple and honest, and our village usually kept its doors open at night.  Grandma left in a hurry, and the courtyard door was wide open.  At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed, and my mother saw a figure suddenly appearing outside the courtyard gate.

    She was startled, because when the lightning flashed just now, she clearly saw the man's face covered in blood!

    But after a while, I saw the figure fell down along the courtyard door, motionless.

    The mother was startled, recalling the impression she had just seen, it should be a young man who fell down.  So she grabbed a hoe by the door and shouted, "Who is outside the door?!"

    After the mother shouted, no one responded, and the man remained motionless.  Mother plucked up her courage, holding a hoe in one hand and an umbrella in the other, and walked carefully towards the gate of the courtyard step by step.

    When he got closer, he saw that the person lying in front of the door was indeed a young man, his body was covered with wounds and dripping with blood.  After being washed by the rain, the puddle outside the courtyard was bright red, which was shocking.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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