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"It really is her." I snorted coldly and said, "It seems that the murder of a village cadre in Fengshan Village, Anhui must have something to do with her!"
Zhao Yu pondered and said: "How could a little girl kill so many people?"
I sighed: "I don't know about this either. If I know the answer, why should I pursue it?"
Thinking of this, a thought suddenly came to my mind.
The death of the village cadre in Fengshan Village was obviously caused by sorcery. Du Feifei, or Du Xiaoru doesn't seem to be someone who can understand these things. Unless someone helps. Then who around her knows "skills"?
Ruan Lingxi, or Yang Wen!
In Ruan Lingxi's words, it seems that she has a straightforward personality and a bad temper, not like this kind of conspiracy. But people's hearts are separated, who knows if she is wearing a beautiful skin?
What about Yang asked? He looks gentle and amiable, exorcising evil and catching ghosts, not like a villain. But his whereabouts are erratic, erratic and mysterious, which always gives people a feeling of uncertainty.
I thought about it for a long time, until Zhao Yu pushed me a few times before I came back to my senses. Zhao Yu said: "Just now my colleague called and said that the shredded tobacco dealer's house was found. Let's go and have a look!"
So we said goodbye to the dean and rushed to a farmyard in Xiqing District.
The gate of the yard was wide open, and there were several police officers standing inside. Zhao Yu and I walked in, and saw that the yard was neat and tidy, and it was well maintained. But the house was empty.
Zhao Yu stepped forward and asked, "How about it, where is the tobacco dealer?"
One of the policemen said: "I didn't see anyone, but come and take a look." He said, and he took Zhao Yu and me into the farmhouse and walked into the room.
I went in and took a look, and was shocked. There was a simple plank bed in the hut, strangely there was no bedding on it, only a few rough wooden planks were placed across it. Through the gaps in the wooden boards, I saw many jar-like things under the bed.
"What's under the bed?" Zhao Yu asked.
At this moment, a man with the appearance of a forensic doctor came over holding a white jar, handed it to Zhao Yu and said, "It's a columbarium, take a look."
I went up to have a look and saw that there were only a small half of the ashes inside. Police at the scene were dragging out the remaining urns and urns from under the bed.
But the strange thing is that many of them have been empty, empty jars and boxes. Some urns have names on them, others have photos, and others have nothing at all.
"Whose ashes are these?" I couldn't help asking. If the family likes to put the ashes of their loved ones in the house, then there are too many dead relatives. And looking at the photos, they are all wearing old military uniforms, which is a bit strange.
"There is a corpse in the backyard!" Suddenly, someone yelled, and Zhao Yu and I quickly followed the sound.
I saw that this house originally had a back door with a bolt inserted, just like many peasant households in the old days. The back door is now opened, and another small courtyard appears before our eyes. There is a stove in the yard, and half-cured tobacco leaves are hung on the stove, which is black and red, which is different from the normal yellow tobacco leaves.
The back of the stove was filled with flower pots filled with reddish-brown unknown plants.
A dead body was lying among those plants. Zhao Yu and I stepped forward and saw that this man was wearing an old military uniform with a turban on his head. He looked quite old, just like what Lin Xiangfeng's wife described.
But the cigarette dealer died? Who is the murderer?
Zhao Yu asked the forensic doctor who collected evidence at the scene: "What is the cause of this person's death?"
The forensic doctor shook his head and sighed: "It's strange. This person is like a zombie, his whole body is stiff and blue. But there is no external injury, and it is temporarily impossible to judge whether it was murder. If it is a natural death, the symptoms are a bit strange."
"Zombie?" Zhao Yu whispered, then turned to look at me and said, "Do you remember the bed in that bedroom just now?"
"Ah? A plank bed?" I said, "I remember, how?"
"If there are people living there, why is there no bedding?" Zhao Yu asked suddenly.
"There is no quilt because" As soon as he uttered this question, I also had doubts: Yes, even if there is no quilt in summer, there can be no quilt or mattress, right?
"Unless the people who live there don't need it at all!" Zhao Yu whispered.
"No need?" My heart moved, and I suddenly remembered the "zombie" that the forensic doctor said just now. Does this mean that the tobacco dealer is a zombie? I go, it's amazing too.
But what are those brown plants? I'm curious about this stuff. Listening to Zhao Yu's description of the feeling of smoking, I think this thing is definitely not a good product.
??, these few people who were alive came to my master to ask how to get rid of the evil spirits that entangled them. But my master's Taoism is not high, and he is not sure about dealing with such a powerful evil spirit. It's just that the rewards given by those few people are very high, and my master also became greedy for a while, so he thought of a compromise. "
"So he suggested that a few people create a golden "Diamond Sutra" and bury it underground to suppress ghosts?" I asked.
Zhao Zhenhai nodded and said: "Who knew that it was dug out when the community was newly built. But when you bury this thing, you must look at the direction and burn incense to pray. Even if you dig it out and bury it, it's useless if the position is wrong. So those old The evil spirits began to make troubles, and there was the haunting incident of the Chen family later."
"Then when Du Feifei came to look for enemies, you remembered this past event, knowing that the few Red Guards who were alive back then had now become village cadres in a certain place, so you told Du Feifei the news?!" I shouted.
Zhao Zhenhai hurriedly said: "Comrade policeman, I didn't think much about it. I just thought she gave me a lot of money, and if I couldn't tell, wouldn't it also affect my business reputation"
"You!!" I immediately became angry. It doesn't matter if he was greedy for a while, he killed several people.
Seeing that I didn't speak, Zhao Zhenhai argued, "Comrade policeman, this is how things are in this world, and karmic retribution is not good. Those village cadres harmed a family back then, so it's retribution now, isn't it?"
"You're hurting someone and I'll pay you!" I raised my hand and slapped him on the head a few times. Zhao Zhenhai shrank his neck and hid aside, shouting: "Comrade policeman, what I'm telling is the truth!! I didn't harm anyone, and I didn't teach her any sorcery!!"
"However, do you know what sorcery Du Feifei used to harm people?" I asked.
Zhao Zhenhai rubbed his head, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, but those cadres came here to look for my master later. But my master died of illness a few years ago, so they found me."
I pressed: "What did they say?"
Zhao Zhenhai thought for a while, and said: "It is said that he is always haunted by nightmares, dreaming of the Du family who died in front of their eyes. Several people had the same nightmare, and couldn't sleep well for several days. They couldn't stand it, so they came to me Ask about the cracking method." (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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