Chapter 142 Weird bottom of the well, the eighth knife mark
The work of clearing the mud lasted until lunch.
But as soon as they set up the pot, it was a cloudless sunny day.
Suddenly the clouds were overcast again, and within three minutes, a heavier rain than yesterday fell like a spray.
The platoon leader looked at it and realized that if this continued, the whole morning's work would be in vain.
Immediately arrange for a few people to build a waterproof ring around the well to prevent more rainwater and silt from flowing into the well.
And a shed was built over the well using plastic sheeting.
After finishing the work, everyone returned to the courtyard at the entrance of the village, except Old Man Jin and his children.
The three men continued to squat in the donkey shed, eating hard dry food.
It rained from noon to the next morning. Logically speaking, this is not the rainy season, and there should not be such continuous rainy days.
Early the next morning, the platoon leader continued to arrange for people to go down to the bottom of the well to clean up the mud.
This time it was not bad, because the waterproof tape was made at the wellhead the first day and a shed was built.
There isn't a lot of mud underground.
This time, four people were arranged to work in the well.
But something strange happened again. Not long after the four people went down, they all started screaming at the same time.
Moreover, it does not last for a few seconds and then end.
They howled for a full minute. At first, everyone thought they were bored and just trying to make fun of them like yesterday's people.
Lao Jintou, ask someone to pull the four of them up quickly.
Strangely enough, they kept shouting in the well, but when they were pulled to the mouth of the well and emerged, they stopped shouting one after another.
Everyone gathered around to ask what was going on, but the four of them had no memory of what happened after going down the well.
Although these people are all soldiers of the motherland, this kind of thing is too strange, and these soldiers are quite young.
People were panicked for a while. At this time, Old Man Jin said: "This thing is too weird. I suggest that the well be backfilled and the drill bit re-drilled in another place."
When the platoon leader heard this, he was unwilling. The platoon he led was delayed for three days in this village, and not a single well was completed.
If his superiors knew about it, they would definitely think that he was incompetent and his future work would be ruined?
So he firmly disagreed and gave the order to replace four people and go down to the mine to continue working.
When these four people went down, nothing strange happened.
In order to rush the work, the platoon leader ordered not to light a fire for cooking at noon. Everyone just had a mouthful of dry food and continued digging wells.
Basket after basket of soil was brought up, and the well was dug deeper and deeper, almost reaching the water outlet point reached by the drill bit.
Suddenly, a person working below screamed: "Why are Li Ergou's clothes here?"
This man pulled out a set of military uniforms from the soil under his feet. These were the clothes they usually wore. They had their names on the chest.
It says: Third Battalion and Fourth Platoon - Li Maoshan.
The strange thing is that this piece of clothing was dug out from the soil at the bottom of the well.
After the platoon leader learned about this, he thought that Li Maoshan had dropped the clothes. The people below did not see it and thought that the clothes were dug out of the soil.
Because it was too hot when everyone was working, most people took off their coats and put them aside.
Just when he was about to find Li Maocai, the people below screamed: "Pull us up, pull us up quickly."
The people at the well didn't know what happened, so they quickly pulled them up.
When the four people came up, their faces turned blue, they were trembling, and they were obviously frightened.
Under questioning from the platoon leader, they stuttered and said: "The clothes, all the clothes underneath..."
When the platoon leader heard this, he pushed them aside and said, "You coward, these clothes scare you like this."
"Platoon... Platoon leader, those clothes were dug out of the soil by us, not dropped..." One of the older people stuttered.
When the platoon leader heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then took the rope and tied it around his waist: "Let me down, I'll go take a look."
Just as he was stepping into the well with one leg and riding on the edge with the other leg, a soldier rolled out of the village and crawled out.
The platoon leader who was about to go down the well felt completely unwell and quickly asked: "What's wrong?"
All the young soldiers ran out of the village entrance, pointing to the courtyard in the village and said: "Dead... dead people."
"Is someone dead?" The platoon leader didn't ask any questions and ran directly towards the courtyard.
It's a big deal if someone dies. If it doesn't happen, I, the platoon leader, will be kicked off.
For a moment, everyone ran back and there was no longer anything about anyone being in the tube well.
When they came to the courtyard and ran to the door of the house opposite the main door, they all stopped.
Some people even took two steps back, and everyone was stunned.
Eight people were hanging on the main beam in the room.
Eight people, all naked from the waist up.
Their lips were turned outwards, their tongues were hanging out and stretched out very long, their eyes protruded from their sockets, and their expressions were extremely ferocious.
Old Man Jin was also in the crowd at this time, and he was equally shocked. He muttered: "How come eight people died at once?"
"Hurry up and put them down. Wear weapons and surround the village. No one can escape." The platoon leader was sweating all over his head at this time.
He thought to himself: We must find the murderer, otherwise I, as the platoon leader, will be doomed.
Seeing the platoon leader's arrangement, Old Man Jin took two puffs from his pipe and followed a group of soldiers into the house.
He raised his head and looked at the rafters in the house.
Suddenly, his eyes froze, staring at the position near the big gable, and he found a shallow knife mark.
This knife mark was very shallow, and it looked like it was made many years earlier than the seven knife marks found the night before yesterday.
Moreover, although this knife mark hurt the inner tree trunk, it was not deep. It should have been the beam before the bark was removed.
If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't think it was a man-made knife mark.
Old Man Jin, before liberation, was a master of knives and had killed many little devils.
He could tell at a glance whether it was a knife mark or not.
At this time, all eight hanged soldiers hanging from the rafters were removed.
All the villagers in the small village, from the elderly to the young in their arms, were all gathered at the entrance of the village.
"What are you doing?"
"Why are you arresting us?"
"What's the difference between you and bandits? Is there any royal law?"
The villagers shouted in the crowd, but seeing the heavily armed soldiers, no one dared to come forward and truly resist.
The platoon leader looked at this group of people with a cold look in his eyes. He knew that if the murderer was not found among them.
After he leads the team back, he, the platoon leader, will inevitably come to an end, and the lightest punishment will be to make him into a big soldier.
Even if he was directly expelled from the army, then all these years would have been in vain.
Just when he and his men were forcing the villagers to hand over the murderer, the village chief spoke: "I told you that day, this place is not clean, and you are the one who insists on living in it.
If something happens now, you will blame us. I think you are no different from bandits!"
His words stimulated the platoon leader even more. He took out his gun and put it against the village chief's forehead.
Just when he was about to speak, Old Man Jin walked out of the courtyard: "They committed suicide..."
