Bang!

Luo Keng kicked open the door and jumped directly from the upstairs. He followed Mr. Zheng and Li Tianlong and ran out of the room quickly.

Lu Yi jumped off the balcony and rushed to Ding Xiaorou, asking in a deep voice: "Where is dead?"

"Village, village." Ding Xiaorou said: "The person below called me just now and another person died in the village, but it was not a child, but an old man."

elder!

Everyone felt relieved.

Ding Xiaorou continued: "But the way to die is the same as the way to die for a child, it is hung on the beam of the house."

What!

Everyone's faces changed.

"Where is the deceased?" asked Mr. Zheng.

"Just in the village, the deceased's name is Zhang Jiufang!" said Ding Xiaorou.

"I know her family, I'll take you there." said the village chief.

"Old man, hurry up!" Wu Guoqing urged.

The village chief extinguished the dry tobacco, stood up, sighed deeply, and led the way in front of him, saying, "Zhang Jiufang is a miserable person. She was from another place. She came to our village during the famine. She married three men. All three men died. She gave birth to nine children, seven died, and the remaining two were left. One did not survive in a car accident, and the other was struck by lightning. She was only seven years old when she died."

"So he has no descendants?" Wu Guoqing asked.

"It's all like that, and there are still descendants. She is a five-guarantee household. The village will give her some subsidies every year. The tiled house she lives in is also built by me. Even the wages are paid by the village. It's so pitiful. The 90-year-old man doesn't even have a residence, alas!"

The village chief sighed and then murmured: "It's good to die. This life is a relief. We will strive to join a wealthy family in the next life and live a good life..."

As the village chief was talking, the group finally arrived at Zhang Jiufang's home.

Outside the tiled house, a cordon was set up, and seven or eight policemen were guarding the scene. Outside the cordon, the neighbors in the village were surrounded. Before they got close, Lu Yi heard the neighbors whispering.

"Oh, the old woman is so pitiful."

"Who said no, I lived for a long time, suffered for a lifetime, and died without even a single person to die."

"I heard that the old woman was hanged?"

"No, I heard that she died exactly the same as the baby in Wanjia, and they were hung on the beams of the roof."

"No, it's so evil? Could it be that Wan family's kid be killed by the old woman?"

"Don't talk nonsense. The old woman has been sick for half a year. She even has to pant and procrastinate for a long time when she even drinks a sip of water. She has no strength to kill people, let alone having to hang such a big person under the beam of the house. Generally, strong men cannot do it."

"The child of Wan family died like this, and the old woman died like this. You said, isn't there anything unclean in the village?"

"Anyway, this matter is so evil, everyone should be careful."

"I also heard that the child of Wan family alarmed the city police."

"No, aren't the police coming from the county town?"

"There are county towns, but the one in charge is the city. My little nephew was intern at the municipal bureau. I heard from him. He also told me not to talk nonsense, saying that the children of Wanjia were tragic and that mysterious people would come to investigate."

"Mysterious man? Who?"

"I guess, either a monk or a Taoist priest. Anyway, this is very strange. I've been careful recently."

Lu Yi and the others have already walked into the cordon.

A policeman guarding the scene walked quickly to Ding Xiaorou and shouted: "Captain Ding!"

"How is the situation?" Ding Xiaorou looked serious.

"The deceased Zhang Jiufang, today is her 99th birthday. The neighbors in the village gave her some delicious food. When they opened the door, they found that Zhang Jiufang was hanging on the beam of the house and had stopped breathing, so they reported the case. I rushed over when I received the call."

The police made an invitation gesture and said, "We didn't move at the scene, we only took a few photos."

"good!"

Ding Xiaorou walked in the front, and the others followed closely. When she reached the gate, Ding Xiaorou stopped and let her go to the side, let Mr. Zheng and Lu Yi and others go in first, and then followed Wu Guoqing into the house.

When he entered the house, Lu Yi smelled a musty smell.

After glanced at the main room, there were only a few old black chairs and a table. The policeman who had previously talked to Ding Xiaorou stood at the door and pointed to the bedroom door, saying, "The deceased is inside."

Hearing this, Lu Yi walked over and pushed open the door.

The moment the door opened, the cold wind blew.

Yin Qi is profound.

Lu Yi looked up and saw a skinny old woman hanging on the beam of the house. She lowered her head and her long, boring hair was dripping down. She couldn't see her appearance clearly. She felt that she was very small and was almost shrinking into a ball.

Lu Yi walked into the house.

Mr. Zheng and Luo Keng followed closely behind.

Others followed in.

Lu Yi and Mr. Zheng stared at the woman hanging on the beam of the house and circled around for a few times. They found that the old woman's way of dying was almost the same as that of the Wanjia child. Both hands and feet were tied with ropes, and the knotting method was very professional. Secondly, there was a weight hanging on her feet, which was the only difference from the Wanjia child. The old woman was wearing not women's clothes, but a men's military coat.

"What do you think?" Mr. Zheng asked Lu Yi.

"It looks the same." Lu Yi said with a serious expression.

Mr. Zheng said in a deep voice: "Everyone take a look in the room."

There was a deep meaning in his eyes.

Luo Keng nodded and quickly searched the room with Xie Qiang and Dong Shanshan.

Ding Xiaorou said from the side: "The forensic doctor has 20 minutes to arrive."

"With Xiao Lu here, there is no need forensic doctor." After Mr. Zheng said, he looked at Lu Yi and said, "Is there any problem?"

"No problem." Lu Yi looked at Ding Xiaorou and said, "Give me a pair of gloves."

"Okay." Ding Xiaorou responded, walked out of the room, came back in a while, handed Lu Yi a pair of gloves. Then, Xie Qiang and Luo Keng took the old woman off the beam and placed it on the bed.

Lu Yi began an autopsy.

His speed was very fast. He stopped after only three minutes and said, "The deceased died at about nine o'clock in the evening. There was a pinhole on his forehead, and the epidermis of the lower limbs was traumatized. The specific cause of death was unknown."

"Is it the same person who does it with that child?" Mr. Zheng asked.

"I'm not sure about the specifics, I'll try it." Lu Yi said, asking everyone to retreat. Then he looked at the pinhole on the old woman's forehead with his eyes, opening up the sky eye. Suddenly, two golden lights flowed in his eyes.

The picture flashed rapidly in front of his eyes.

Because the old woman's death is only two hours away, Lu Yi soon captured the picture.

He saw a dark shadow.

The picture is very blurry.

But I vaguely saw a black shadow tied the old woman's hands and feet, and then hung it on the beam of the house. The old woman's mouth was whimpering, as if she was struggling, but the black shadow ignored it and hung a weight on the child's feet.

bite!

Suddenly, the black shadow pressed the old woman's head.

At this moment, the black fog around the black shadow slowly dissipated, and the figure became clearer and clearer.

Lu Yi opened his pupils wide.
Chapter completed!