The young man’s surname is Wang, and his name is Wang Xiang.
His brother's name is Wang Ji, but now he is being detained as a murderer, which is not good at all.
"Old Han and Teacher Sun have been released, why is his brother still in custody?" Jiang Yue was puzzled.
"Xiao Jiang, Star City is Star City, and Yunxi Town is Yunxi Town. Besides, Teacher Sun handles special matters. You must also know this."
"Procedurally, these wrongfully accused murderers will be released only when the cases of the replicators are clear. This is a normal procedure."
Lao Han is not in the police force now, but the police force is his mother's family after all, so there is still a couple of sentences to explain.
After all, there is a difference between procedural justice and moral justice.
After Jiang Yue understood the situation, he didn't say anything else.
On the other hand, Wang Xiang's eyes lit up after hearing what Lao Han said.
"Are you a police officer?"
"Yes before." Old Han laughed and patted Wang Xiang on the shoulder, "Don't worry, your brother's innocence will definitely be fine. It won't be long before he returns home safely."
"Really?" Wang Xiang suddenly beamed with joy.
These days, the entire Yunxi Town is extremely depressed, and his personal mood is naturally not much better. He lives in depression and panic every day.
Lao Han's words can be said to be the only good news he has heard in these days.
My brother is innocent and has been wrongly accused. He will be released and return home safely!
Isn't the reason why he secretly recruited Jiang Yue and Lao Han home without telling his mother because he wanted to hear these words? When Jiang Yue told him this before, he was already moved, but he didn't have time to listen more specifically.
These two people were driven away by his mother.
Wang Xiang obviously wanted to find out more information, so he secretly approached the two of them.
Wang Xiang was naturally more relieved when he heard Lao Han say this as a police officer.
"Wang Xiang, you should be familiar with Wang Fucai over there in the alley, right?" Old Han asked.
"We are familiar with each other. We are all members of the same family. In terms of seniority, I have to call him uncle." Although Wang Xiang is not very old, he obviously understands the principle of information reciprocity.
If you want to obtain other people's information, you must provide equivalent information.
"Have you seen him these days?"
Wang Xiang said without thinking: "Yes, I saw him wandering around the town before lunch today. There have been so many things happening in the town recently. The residents of the town spontaneously organized a patrol team, and he is also a member of the patrol team. But he is the only one who
I guess that slimming guy is just a gangster eating and drinking, what kind of patrol can he do?"
"So, Wang Fucai is definitely still in town today, right?" Lao Han asked emphatically.
"Yes!" Wang Xiang nodded with certainty.
Jiang Yue suddenly interrupted: "Wang Xiang, you have a good relationship with Sangou? Do you know his real name?"
"Of course you know. The third dog's name is Jiang Tong. We have a close relationship. I remember that he also had an eldest sister, and she beat him badly once at the school in the town, right?"
now it's right.
Jiang Yue didn't just ask casually. When he entered Yunxi Town, the atmosphere was so weird that everyone couldn't believe it. Wang Xiang was naturally no exception.
Therefore, Jiang Yue had to make sure that Wang Xiang was not a replicator pretending to be a replicator. Otherwise, he would be in trouble if he took them all to the ditch.
The question just now was a test.
I can tell you the names of the three dogs, as well as various details. If you don't have a really strong connection, you will never be able to answer it.
So, there is no problem with this Wang Xiang.
Jiang Yue winked at Lao Han, meaning I have no problem, you can continue.
"Wang Xiang, do you want your brother to go home early?"
"Of course I do."
"You also want to avenge your sister, right?"
"I keep thinking day and night, if I know who the murderer is, I will stab him to death!" Wang Xiang gritted his teeth as he said these words, and the young man's eyes were full of hatred.
Obviously, the matter of his brother and sister has become a worry for Wang Xiang. As a young man, he is full of energy and is at the age where it is most easy for him to become passionate.
"Officer, do you know who the real murderer is? Can you tell me?"
"I'm telling you now. Firstly, you may not believe it. Secondly, by relying on your own strength, not only will you not be able to get revenge, but you will also have to involve yourself in it."
This is not because Lao Han deliberately frightened Wang Xiang.
The physiques of replicators are generally relatively strong. With the physique of a young man like Wang Xiang, he will definitely not be able to defeat the replicators.
"I...I believe it." Wang Xiang was a little anxious.
"Tell me, okay? I promise, I promise I won't act rashly. All actions will follow the command!" Wang Xiang looked at Lao Han eagerly, his eyes full of desire for discovery.
"Come, let me show you some people first. You need to identify them first."
While talking, Lao Han turned on his phone, pulled out a list of the replicators lurking in Yunxi Town one by one, and placed them in front of Wang Xiang.
"This is Uncle Fucai..."
"This is Old Kang Bo from Front Street..."
"Oh, this person looks familiar. I can't name him, but he must be from the town."
"I'm more familiar with this one. Brother Wei Tong is my brother's classmate. He graduated from middle school a few years ago and worked in a furniture factory. He often comes to my house to play with my brother."
"Yeah, I know this guy too. He sells fruit at a stall on the street. Everyone calls him Lao Mazi. I can't figure out his real name either."
…
"Well, the last one is Uncle Yin, who owns a silver shop in the town. His shop is in a more conspicuous place in the town. Didn't you just see it? I see you were standing in front of his shop for a while?"
Wang Xiang basically knew everyone on the list. Even if he couldn't name them, they at least looked familiar.
After reading the list, Wang Xiang was still confused.
"Officer, are you saying that the murderer of my sister is among these people?"
"Think about it again, what do these people have in common?" Lao Han did not answer, but guided Wang Xiang's thoughts.
"What they have in common?" Wang Xiang was stunned.
But after all, the young man has a bright mind and quick reactions. With just a few turns of his mind, he quickly thinks of something.
"These people...yes! I remembered that a few days ago, people like Uncle Fucai, Old Kangbo, Brother Weitong, and Uncle Lao Yin...they were all on the same bus. On the day of Qingming Festival, the bus was blocked.
They were buried by a landslide. People in the town thought they were dead, and every family even burned paper money. But two days later, it was said that the bus was blocked by a big rock, so they were not buried by the landslide.
Everyone is very lucky and came back alive."
At the end of Wang Xiang's words, his eyes were full of confusion: "But... what does this have to do with the murders in the town?"
"How many years ago was there a murder case in Yunxi Town?"
Wang Xiang shook his head: "Before this, I had never heard of it since I was a child."
"What happens when these people come back?"
"After I come back, after I come back..." Wang Xiang's face turned ugly. If he thought about it carefully, it seemed that the murders in the town really happened after these people came back.
In just a few weeks, murders happened one after another, endlessly.
Could it be that after these people encountered an accident, they collided with some wild mandrill? Each one of them became crazy and turned into a murderer?
"What evidence do you have, are these people killing people like crazy after they came back?" Wang Xiang is not a primary school student after all, and he is not that simple and gullible.
Jiang Yue suddenly smiled strangely: "Who told you that these people who came back are people?"
Wang Xiang was startled: "Brother Ergou, what do you mean by this?"
"Don't call me Brother Ergou." Jiang Yue couldn't help but emphasize.
"Okay, Brother Ergou." Wang Xiang responded subconsciously, "These people coming back on the bus are not human beings? What are they?"
"What do you think?"
"Ghost?" The strange thing is that although Wang Xiang said this word with doubts, the expression on his face was somewhat predictable.
"When I say the town is haunted, my mother and others don't believe it, and they always find me too talkative." Wang Xiang couldn't help but complain.
"Your mother may not believe it, maybe she just doesn't want you to talk about being haunted."
Jiang Yue could tell from Wang Xiang's mother's previous behavior that she must know more than Wang Xiang. The reason why she was so secretive and nervous must be because she was afraid.
Perhaps, in Wang Xiang's mother's mind, she had long regarded all this as ghosts making trouble.
Wang Xiang thought about it and said thoughtfully: "Brother Ergou, you are right. My mother and the others must know that it is haunted. Otherwise, why would they burn incense and worship Buddha every morning and evening?"
"Wang Xiang, with so many things happening in the town, didn't many people flee Yunxi Town? Why do your family still stay here?" Jiang Yue suddenly asked out of curiosity.
"Escape?" Wang Xiang was stunned, "Besides your aunt's family, who else escaped?"
"How do you say this? I was at Zhuangzi outside the town before, and I heard people say that many people in the town have fled Yunxi Town."
"Haha, those who couldn't escape have all come back..." Wang Xiang's face showed a look of extreme fear, "No one can escape. Those who escaped in the morning came back in the evening. So I said the town
My mother just won’t let me talk about it being haunted, isn’t it obvious?”
Wang Xiang's words made both Jiang Yue and Lao Han feel a chill.
So, except for Aunt Jiang Yue’s family, no one in the town actually managed to escape?
Even those who fled eventually returned to the town for strange reasons?