My father died when my mother was just two months pregnant with me. Birth, old age, illness and death are common. You may sigh that your father passed away early enough, but if I say that my father’s death was the result of our twenty

The biggest unsolved case in years, so everyone must want to hear this story.

To be precise, it should be twenty-three years ago.

That year, my father's human skin was hung on the bent-necked willow tree at the entrance of the village. The first person who discovered my father's human skin in the morning is no longer here. When he was alive, people in the village called him Er.

Fool, it is said that when Er Fool was young, he was not only good-looking but also very hard-working. He was an extraordinary young man. He was the first to work in the fields every day. It was precisely because of his diligence that he was the first to discover my father.

Human skin.

I have imagined the scene that morning for Er Fool. He walked out of the village with a hoe on his back and saw something hanging on a willow tree. He approached and took it off to see that it was the human skin of a person who had been skinned alive.

Thinking about this scene makes me feel numb.

It is normal for real experiencers and idiots to be frightened.

I have never seen that human skin, but it has been talked about by people here for so many years. I also know the situation at that time from the mouths of outsiders:

The person who peeled off my father's skin was very professional. He made a cut from the top of his head and extended downwards. His knife skills were extremely skillful, and the entire skin was peeled off with just this cut.

This technique is very similar to what butchers use when skinning animals whose fur can be sold for money, in order to keep the fur as intact as possible.

The human skin was intact, but the body was missing. Later, the party secretary of our village walked more than ten miles to the county police station to report the police. The three policemen who responded were so frightened when they saw this scene that one of them shivered.

One policewoman even vomited on the spot.

Human life is at stake, so this murder case has been a major case since ancient times. Later, many police came to impose martial law in the area. Reserve members who had served as soldiers in several villages were summoned to search for the body and the crime scene, but no trace was found.

. Skinning will naturally bleed, but no trace of blood was found within a few miles, let alone the body left behind after being skinned.

The police would naturally question my family, but there were no clues. My mother said that my father went to bed without any unusual behavior at night, and she did not know what time he went out at night.

Because my father was skinned with such skill, the police targeted butchers within a few miles around, arresting butchers from several nearby villages and even people who usually slaughtered livestock for questioning.

But their suspicions were eliminated one by one. There was no motive for the crime, and there was no time. Basically everyone had an alibi. Finally, the most experienced butcher here said to the police: "Look at this

As for the method of skinning pigs, if you think I can do it on a daily basis, I can certainly do it, but this is based on the fact that I have been killing pigs for half my life. This is a person who can do it so neatly. You think?

How many people must he have skinned to do this? This person is much more complicated than a pig."

The police have spent a lot of effort on this case and have been busy with us for more than a month, but there has been no progress in the case.

After that, it naturally became an unsolved case.

When I was in college, I liked to visit the Tianya Forum, because it made me post the doubts I had always had. Because there were no pictures, many people did not believe the authenticity of what I said. However, there were also many friends who believed in me and interacted with me, including many.

There were speculations about vendetta and love killing, until one day, a friend with the same phone number left me a message: This is just like the boy in red in Chongqing, it is a mysterious sacrificial method.

This is a version of the answer that I have never heard of, but I was attracted by this answer the moment I saw it. I immediately replied to this friend and sent a private message, but he did not appear again. I looked through it.

His account and registration time will be replied to me on the same day, which is also his last login time.

And I dialed the phone number on his name, but it was an empty number.

After my father's death, for the peasant family who had to abandon their livelihood in the fields, my father's death was equivalent to the collapse of the family pillar. This made my family, which was not rich, even more impoverished. In desperation, my grandfather and my mother

I adopted my eldest brother when he was only three years old that year. Legend has it that the family he adopted was a relatively wealthy family, but the couple couldn't have children. My eldest brother adopted him and bought three measures of fine noodles for my family.

And two packages of osmanthus cake.

After that, my mother took up the responsibility of the family and took care of my newborn me and my grandfather, who had always been in poor health.

After I graduated from college, I responded to the country’s call and returned to our village to become a village official.

This is a job that seems promising but actually has a very slim future. On this day, I was mediating a dispute between a villager's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law at the village committee. Suddenly my neighbor, Mrs. Wang, came to call me. She ran out of breath and looked very panicked.

, I asked: "Sister-in-law Wang, what's wrong with you? Why are you so anxious?"

"Yi Zi, please go back quickly, your eldest brother is back!" Sister-in-law Wang said.

"My eldest brother?" I was stunned for a moment.

"That's the big brother you gave away right after he was born!" Sister-in-law Wang said.

As soon as the family saw that I had business, they asked me to go back and do business first. After all, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the village could not be settled in a short time. When I got home, I found that there were many people around my house.

people.

My mother stood in the yard with tears in her eyes.

My grandfather smoked a cigarette.

In front of the two of them, there was a tall man with a shaved head standing.

The three of them seemed to be in an awkward silence, and I walked over. In fact, I could tell at a glance that this person was my eldest brother, because there were many similarities between our eyebrows, but my appearance was more like that of my mother.

The eldest brother looks more like my dad. Although I have only seen my dad’s appearance from the black and white photos at home, the black and white photos were enlarged from my dad’s ID card.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Yi Zi, come here." My grandfather called me aside.

I looked at the man, and he looked at me. His facial features were three-dimensional and he looked very masculine. When he saw me looking at him, he smiled at me. Naturally, I smiled back in embarrassment.

"I sent you out because my family was really poor. We took their things and they raised you. You have to live according to the rules. Have you come back to join other people's families?" my grandfather asked while smoking a dry cigarette.

"No one is home anymore," the man said.

"What?" Grandpa asked in surprise.

"My father was crushed to death under a mine when I was six years old. My mother remarried later. I grew up with my grandfather. Last year, my grandfather got cancer and died. Before he died, he told me about my life experience.

Let me come back." The man said.

My mother burst into tears after hearing this. I also felt quite uncomfortable. Although he only said a few words, I could feel that I was adopted out. I had thought since I was a child that I was the eldest brother who had gone out to enjoy life.

not good.

After listening to my grandfather, he smoked for a while, and the neighbors all shouted: "Old Yetou, the child has suffered so much, and now he is back, just accept it."

But my grandfather kept thinking about it. After a long time, he sighed and said: "Come back, but I can't be sorry to my old man. You went there just to renew the incense of the old Chen family. This surname cannot be changed, and your surname is still Chen."

.”

The man nodded and said, "Okay."

Later I learned that my eldest brother had a very domineering name, Zhongmou, Sun Zhongmou.

Because our family is small, my eldest brother lives in the same house with me. After spending a day together, I have a general understanding of my eldest brother. He talks very little, is calm, and speaks very concisely. The most important thing is that he is very friendly.

He is clean and seems to be a very well-behaved person. He does not sleep on the same bed as me, but makes a bunk on the floor. Every one of his things is neatly placed, just like the person he is.

My mother has been cooking a table of dishes for the past two days. I can feel my mother's happiness for my eldest brother's return, but for my mother's concern, the expression on my eldest brother's face has always been as calm as when he came. This

My mother was very embarrassed, and I comforted her by saying that it was because of the sudden contact, and it would get better gradually.

My eldest brother stayed at my house for three days. After that, he packed his things. I thought he was leaving. My mother was also shocked and came out of the kitchen quickly. He said to us: "I'm going to live."

"Where to go? There is no hotel here." I asked.

"Go to Sanlitun next door. I bought a house there," he said.

Sanlitun is the village next to us, and there are no buildings. When he talked about buying a house, he probably bought someone else’s house in the countryside. I said, "It would be great to live together. Now that you are back, find a way to buy a homestead in the village.

Build it yourself.”

"I live there and it's easy to do things," he said.

He spoke concisely, but very resolutely. I talked to my mother for a long time and he was unmoved. At this time, my grandfather came out with a dry cigarette in his mouth and said: "If the child wants to go, let him go. It's not far anyway."

I helped him carry the gift to Sanlitun in the next village. When I got there, I discovered that he actually bought a two-story building. This is one of the better houses in Sanlitun. I couldn't help but be a little surprised. The two-story building plus a yard.

It would cost about 200,000 yuan to repair it at home. He must have spent a lot of money to buy it so quickly. However, I didn’t ask much. After all, I am not familiar with this big brother. I can’t tell him that you are so rich.

In terms of class, right?

The house had been tidied up by the original family, and my eldest brother had very little luggage. After I finished making the bed, I had to open the black box he had been carrying. I thought it was his clothes and wanted to hang them up for him.

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As soon as my hand touched the box, he suddenly shouted: "Don't move!"

I was startled, and my hand stopped on the edge of the box. He looked at me with cold eyes and walked over. He took the box from my hand and said, "There are some personal things in here."

His cold words made me very embarrassed, but at least he gave me an explanation this time. Who hasn’t ordered personal items yet? I smiled and said, "Okay, then you can do it yourself."

After doing this, I found that it was very embarrassing to be alone with him, so I said I wanted to leave, but he just nodded and didn't even say a polite word to sit down for a while.

As soon as I arrived at the village committee, the village chief Chen Qingshan told me mysteriously: "You are a rich brother. To buy Chen Daneng's house, the guy asked for 300,000, and he gave it to me without blinking!"

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I smiled and didn't say anything. Although the price was on the high side, people wouldn't sell it if it wasn't high. I didn't really care whether my eldest brother had money or not. I definitely wouldn't dislike him just because he had money but didn't have money.

But I was somewhat moved.

It is already very rare for a rich elder brother to come and recognize the family that sent him away. The problem is that we are still very poor.

The day after the eldest brother moved there, he put up a flag at the door of his house.

An apricot-yellow flag held up by a bamboo pole.

There were three big red characters written on it: Corpse Recoverer.

This approach is very ancient, to put it bluntly, it is very coquettish, but it also has the style of an ancient hero carrying the flag and doing things.

He said he was going to Sanlitun to do some work, but it turned out that what he wanted to do was to retrieve corpses.
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