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Chapter 212 The death of Cui Ye

Group 5 needed to cross a river to go to Daoxiang Village. At this time, they were on a simple wooden bridge in the countryside.

Little Xishi was so angry that she grabbed her wrist and said such ugly words: "You, your scratching hurts me!" After saying that, she tried hard to withdraw her hand.

Mo Xiaodie took the opportunity to let go, but Xiao Xishi couldn't hold back her strength. She tilted her body and fell into the river.

The water in the river was not deep, only up to her waist, but all her clothes were soaked, and she stood in the water in a very embarrassed state.

Mo Xiaodie was in a good mood, but she pretended to be panicked and shouted: "Oh, why are you so careless! Do you want me to pull you up!"

Little Xishi glared at her: "You did it on purpose!"

Mo Xiaodie shrugged with an aggrieved look: "Why are you so evil-minded? I wanted to pull you up with good intentions, but you framed me like this. Forget it! I'll leave first, you can climb up by yourself!"

After saying that, she waved to little Xishi while carrying the milk, and left.

Little Xishi stood in the cool river water, staring at Mo Xiaodie's back, with a strange smile on her face: "How long can you be proud of yourself?"

Mo Xiaodie carried the milk and soon arrived at Fan Laosan's house.

Because it was a cloudy day, it was already a little dark. The lights were on in the room next to Fan Laosan's house, and the yard was quiet.

Whether it was an illusion or some other reason, she faintly smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

Mo Xiaodie frowned and shouted softly: "Is anyone here?"

After waiting for a long time, someone answered.

She hesitated for a moment and walked to the door of the main living room. The door of the living room was open, but the door of the lighted room was ajar, revealing a gap. The weak light passed through the gap and reflected a light and shadow on the floor of the living room.

When we got here, the smell of blood became even stronger.

Could it be that Fan Laosan injured Cuiye? Mo Xiaodie was shocked and quickly opened the door and went in.

After entering, she was frightened by what she saw.

Cuiye lay motionless on the ground, with a fruit knife stuck in her chest. The blood dyed the light blue clothes on her chest red and flowed to the ground along the clothes.

Mo Xiaodie stood leaning against the door for a while. After stabilizing her mind, she tried to shout: "Cuiye?"

The other party didn't respond and remained motionless.

She glanced at the blood that had begun to coagulate on the floor, and her heart sank. Could it be that Cui Ye was dead?

Thinking of this, she plucked up the courage, walked over carefully, and checked Cui Ye's breath, and sure enough, there was no breath at all.

She took several steps back in fright, ran into the yard, took out her cell phone and prepared to call Lu Chenxu, asking him to notify the village chief to call the police.

However, before the call was dialed, Xiao Xishi was heard shouting in terror outside: "Someone, come quickly! Murder, murder. The woman from the city killed Cuiye."

Little Xishi's voice was loud and penetrating, and soon almost the entire fifth group of people ran out and crowded the courtyard of Fan Laosan's house.

Xiao Xishi stepped forward and grabbed Mo Xiaodie, crying angrily to everyone: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have let her come to see Cuiye. I also cried pitifully when Cuiye lost her life, so I was kind-hearted for a moment.

I wanted her to come over and persuade me, but I didn’t expect this woman to be so cruel, and in a fit of anger, she killed Cuiye."

People began to point fingers at Mo Xiaodie: "This woman is real. Didn't she already give her life to them? Why do she have to be so ruthless?"

"Yes, Cui Ye is so pitiful! He was beaten by Fan Laosan on weekdays, and the children he raised with great difficulty were also snatched away by these city people. Now he has even been killed by this city people."

"This matter has not yet been decided. There may be another hidden reason. Have you called the police? Let's wait and see what the police say when they come."

"Not yet? But my son has notified the village chief, and he will probably come here soon."

"Where is Fan Laosan! Such a big thing happened, where did Fan Laosan go?"

"At five o'clock, I saw him going out. He said he missed his son and went to the village chief's house to see the college student?"

"It's really rare that he still misses his son!" Someone pouted.

Mo Xiaodie ignored the villagers and looked directly at Xiao Xishi.

This woman didn't even come into the yard, she just shouted outside that she had committed murder. Moreover, she seemed to have deliberately provoked herself to see Cuiye when she was at the canteen.

Looking at the blood stains under Cuiye's body, it can be inferred that Xiao Xishi should have known that Cuiye had been killed, and was deliberately trying to frame herself!

"You didn't enter the yard, how did you know it was me who killed Cuiye?" Mo Xiaodie walked up to Xiao Xishi and asked coldly.

Little Xishi raised her head, with a faint sneer at the corner of her mouth: "Who said I didn't enter the yard? Although you pushed me into the river deliberately, I followed you quietly. Not long after you entered the yard, Cong Cuiye had an affair.

After a dispute, Cuiye refused to give up Dasheng. You were afraid that Cuiye would not give you a son, so you accidentally killed her."

What little Xishi said was reasonable and emotional, and most of the simple villagers around her believed her words.

"I didn't expect that this woman, who looks so delicate and pretty, has such a vicious heart! Didn't Fan Laosan already send the child there?"

"Yes, the child has been given to her, and she still wants to kill someone. It's so abominable!"

The villagers were discussing, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering cry from behind: "Cui-Ye, Cui-Ye!" People consciously made way for them, and Fan Laosan stumbled in, trying to rush in.

Hug the green leaves.

Lu Chenxu was behind him and grabbed his wrist: "The police will be here soon. Protect the scene. Don't go in!"

Fan Laosan seemed to be going crazy and struggled hard: "You two bastards, isn't it Cuiye who doesn't agree to return Dasheng to you? Do you need to kill me? Let me go quickly, I want to go in and hug you

Hug her."

As he said this, Fan Laosan burst into tears.

Rural people have never experienced major events. Most of them have graduated from junior high school and have little education. They do not know the importance of protecting the scene. Now that they saw Lu Chenxu holding Fan Laosan and not letting him see his wife, the crowd suddenly became angry.

stand up.

"It's amazing that you city people can bully people like this. Their wives were killed, and you still catch them and don't let them in. You're still not human!"

"Yes, it's great to be rich! It's state-owned and the law is that a person must be killed for his life. You dare to bully people like this on our territory in Daoxiang Village. It's so abominable!"

"That child is really pitiful. He has such biological parents. He is worse than a beast."

"My daughter-in-law was killed by the people in the city, and now I don't want to let the couple see each other for the last time. Village chief, you have to make the decision for Fan Laosan! You can't favor them just because they are your relatives!"

"Yes, this is a human life lawsuit! Village chief, hurry up and ask him to let Fan Lao San go. Let Lao San see his wife for the last time."

"That's right, that's right, let the third child go now."

"Let Fan Laosan go! Let Fan Laosan go!"

Finally, everyone shouted in unison, and the atmosphere in the Fan family yard suddenly became tense.


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