Trembling, I took out my cell phone, dialed 110, and yelled into the phone: I'm in Sanlitun! There's been a murder here!
After hanging up the phone, looking at the uncle's pale face, I fell into confusion again. I was prepared that this was a conspiracy, but I didn't expect that there would be a murder case.
I slapped myself and blamed myself deeply. Even if I didn’t have a brain, I still knew that my uncle was passively involved in this incident because of me. If he hadn’t been so enthusiastic to help me save
I, he is just a very ordinary farmer who lives a very peaceful life.
He died because of me. It was death. The most terrifying thing is death.
How should I face that Northeastern girl who has a Jiangnan temperament but also has a bold personality?
I said to the master: I will go to my uncle’s house to inform his family, and you wait for me here.
I ran back to the yard and rode Huzi's shabby 28 bicycle. According to my memory, I rushed to my uncle's house with a blank mind.
When I arrived at my uncle's house, I saw the food on the table in the yard, and there were also some snacks left for him. The eldest sister and her aunt were peeling corn grains together in the yard. When they saw me, they were both very happy.
The girl said: You're a rare visitor, great writer, didn't you go pick up that beautiful girl?
Without saying a word, I knelt on the ground and said almost choked with sobs: Sister, aunt, uncle, something happened!
I looked at the big girl's smile frozen on her face, dropped the corn stick in her hand, ran over and grabbed my shoulder, saying: What did you say?! What happened to my dad?
I lowered my head, supported her, and said, "Sister, don't worry. When we went out in the morning, we found the uncle hanging in front of Huzi's house. I have already called the police, and the police will be here soon."
The aunt over there screamed and fainted, and the eldest girl over there was crying so hard that I didn't know who to help for a moment.
Suddenly, the older girl wiped away her tears and pretended to be calm: Where is my father?
As I went to help the auntie, I said: "It's at the door of Huzi's house."
The eldest sister held back her tears and helped her mother into the house with me. I rode my bicycle and ran towards Sanlitun again. On the way, I saw several police Santanas speeding around. I stopped them and took the sophomore
Badiu was left on the roadside and got into the car. I said: Officer, are you going to Sanlitun to handle a murder case?
A policewoman in front turned around and asked: Yes, was it you who called the police just now? Please describe the situation to me first.
I opened my mouth, but I didn't know how to describe it. I could only say: Very suddenly, we found him hanging at the door in the morning. We don't know anything else.
The female police officer glanced at me and nodded. In such a small town, the murder case was quite shocking. Several police cars rushed to Sanlitun. As soon as they got off the car, the older girl rushed towards the uncle's body on the ground.
However, the female police officer caught up and stopped her, saying: Sister, I understand your feelings, but I ask you not to destroy the scene.
Judging from the situation, this female police officer was still the leader. Although she was a little embarrassed, she still directed the police officers to start busy in the area, setting up a cordon, and a forensic doctor began to take photos of the uncle's body to collect evidence.
Originally, in rural areas, the dispatch of police cars was a very sensational event. What's more, the police cars were driving very fast and the sirens were blaring along the way. Not only the remaining households in Sanlitun, but also people from nearby villages came to join in the fun.
An aunt in the crowd yelled and said to the person next to her: I have seen this man! When I got up in the early morning to sell vegetables, I saw him walking on the roadside. I was shocked. I saw him walking in the direction of Sanlitun'er.
, thinking that this was a bastard and it was not safe to come before dawn, so I wanted to call him, but he ignored me! Now that he is like this, he must have been seduced by the hanged man in Sanlitun!
The female police officer winked at the policeman next to her, and the policeman went to the crowd and called the woman out. Village women were generally ignorant and afraid of police officers. When the police called them, they were frightened and hurriedly explained.
: I just saw him! I didn’t see him die! This is a little devil asking for his life!
The policeman took her directly into the police car and said: I don't suspect you. You are a witness. Please go back and assist in the investigation.
Although it is a small town, the efficiency of the police here is beyond my surprise. After the scene was cordoned off and demarcated, the police put the uncle’s body in a body bag and took it to the police car. The female police officer asked me: How many of you are there?
Everyone was in this courtyard last night, right?
I nodded and didn't answer because I was busy comforting the crying girl.
The female police officer waved her hand and said: Everyone get in the car and take them back for investigation.
We were not allowed to protest at all, so we were all piled into police cars and driven to the police station.
What greeted me was an interrogation, and I became a suspect. In the words of the female police officer, everyone in the yard was a suspect.
Later I learned that the police station in the town originally called the police, but the murder case was too sensational in such a small town, so they reported it directly to the city. This cold female police officer was the captain of the city's criminal police team.
Our first stop was at the police station in the town. After we arrived, we started taking notes directly. The person who was responsible for taking notes for me was the policewoman. When we got here, I was only sad, not afraid, and not nervous.
To be honest, when I was a gangster six years ago, it was common to get into fights and get into trouble, but this time it was a murder case, so it was a little bit special.
Sitting on the chair, because I was not handcuffed, after registering the basic information, I lit a cigarette and said: Police uncle, police aunt, you can ask.
The cold and stern beauty said: You were the one who called the police in the morning, and you were the first to discover the victim. Right?
I nodded and said: Yes, the call to the police was made under our joint witness. We were also the ones who discovered that the uncle was killed. You must know that our original plan was to go shopping in the city. When we opened the door, we watched at the same time.
Arrived.
The beauty still asked coldly: According to Wang Xiaoqing, the woman of the deceased Wang Wenhai, the day before the incident, the deceased attended a wedding with you in that yard?
I nodded, with an ominous premonition in my heart, and said: Yes.
The beautiful police officer continued: As far as we know, none of his relatives and neighbors know about the wedding of this friend Chen Laohu, also known as Huzi. This is abnormal. Do you know anything about it?
I shook my head and said, "I don't know. We met six years ago when we were working in Guangzhou. This year we received a call to come over to attend the wedding. I don't know much about him. As for not notifying relatives and neighbors, he has his own rights. I
I had doubts before, but I had no right to ask.
The policewoman glanced at me sideways, raised her eyebrows and said: Are you sure you don't know?
I nodded, that's how it is when dealing with the police. Don't be nervous and don't underestimate their ability to observe people's actions. I pretended to be very natural and said: I don't know.
How could I possibly say that I bought my wife because of Huzi? Human trafficking itself is illegal. The reason why I dare to say it is because of my trust in Huzi. It is impossible for him to confess to buying and selling human beings. Even if he did, he would not
Say I know.
The policewoman paused and said: You came to attend Chen Laohu's wedding. How did you meet Chen Wenhai?
I was stunned and cursed in my heart: You are a pretty girl, why are you asking such a vicious question? How the hell do you want me to answer this? I can say that I was digging into a human grave and met a ghost and was saved by an uncle.
?
I said: I came at the right time. Because it was dark, the motorcycle driver was unwilling to go to Chen Laohu's village. I met the uncle in the town and we hit it off immediately.
After I finished speaking, a policeman came in and gave a bunch of information to the policewoman. She quickly read through it and said to me with a sneer: Zhao Sanliang, an online novel writer, originally from Henan, was once detained in Guangzhou for fighting.
Three months later, I went to Fujian and lived there for six years.
I coughed and said: Beautiful sister, this has nothing to do with this case.
She patted the table and said: After you came here, Wu Laogou, who was traveling with you, was hospitalized due to illness. It was because of this incident that you met Wang Wenhai. Can you explain the connection between these two incidents?
I shook my head and said: Is this important?
She nodded and said: It's important, because it relates to your motivation for contacting Wang Wenhai.
I thought about it and found that I couldn't get around this problem. A foreigner came here to meet someone, and he died. I really couldn't explain it, so I said: Because the day we first came here, we were almost deceived.
Yes, it was my uncle who rescued us. It was also because of that incident that my master fell into a coma in the hospital, but miraculously woke up later.
I knew she would immediately ask: You can tell me what you were deceived about.
I put out the cigarette butt and said: This is a personal matter, I have the right to choose not to call the police.
She glared at me and said: On the night when Wang Wenhai was killed, what were you guys doing in the house?
I said: Master and I were laying the floor in the living room. On the night of my friend Huzi’s wedding, it must have been a night of sex. Another friend’s sister-in-law was sleeping in another room. That night, all of us were in the room and no one went out.
, this sentence, I can bear legal responsibility.
She asked with interest: Are you so sure?
I nodded and said: Yes, because I know the bed, I haven't had a good rest in the past few nights since I came here, and I stayed up all night that night.
After she closed the transcript and asked me to sign it, she ignored me and walked out the door with another police officer.
I stayed in this temporary interrogation room, and it suddenly became quiet. This made me feel that it was really funny. Moreover, the female police officer asked really sharp questions, and several of them hit the point.
What did Master and I go through that night and I met the uncle.
Huzi's weird wedding.
These are things that can only be understood but cannot be expressed. We can understand that if we tell the police, we don’t have to go to jail and can go directly to a mental hospital. Thinking of this, I suddenly found that there is a problem that I have not considered.
The uncle's daughter, that is, Wang Xiaoqing.
What does she know? What will she tell the police? Does she still have sanity despite the loss of her father?
Even if she didn't know about Huzi, the digging of the coffin that night alone was enough for me and Master to drink a pot of wine. Do you want me to tell the police that we were unjustly accused and were deceived by the little turtle?
What? Was he deceived by the little turtle?!
This sentence suddenly woke me up! Why did the uncle die?
Why did an innocent uncle die?
Could it be that someone wants to throw us into the police station?
Who could this person be?
Just as I was thinking about it, the female police officer entered the house again and asked another police officer to go out. This time, we were alone in the same room.
She took out her cigarette and lit one herself, which instantly gave her an indescribable wild beauty. She said: Just tell me.
I felt a knot in my heart. There was a secret secret. Could it be that my uncle’s daughter really found out about our grave digging? But I still pretended to be innocent and said: Comrade police, I have said everything that needs to be said. What else do you want me to say?
?
She closed her eyes and said slowly: I believe in ghosts and gods. You can choose not to say it, but I ask you to take a look at this thing.
She handed me a piece of paper with words written on it like dragons and phoenixes. Thanks to my old master, the old man, who called me crazy, I could barely understand it. This was a forensic certificate.
Deceased: Wang Wenhai. Time of death: between two and three in the morning.
Cause of death: The internal body, heart, lungs, liver, stomach, and intestines disappeared inexplicably.
I asked tremblingly: What does this mean? These things in the body disappear?
The female police officer in the smoke said: When the forensic doctor cut him open, he found that his entire upper body was empty, leaving only a skin bag. However, he had no external injuries. The internal organs of his body were more like autolysis. This
is the real cause of his death, and during this time period, between two and three in the morning, because the time of death was very close, this judgment is very accurate.
Without waiting for me to speak, she handed me another piece of paper. This was the confession of the woman selling vegetables. It said that when she saw the uncle walking on the road, it was between four and five o'clock, and the uncle left.
It was very slow. It should take nearly two hours to walk from the town to Sanlitun. The time when the uncle arrived in Sanlitun and hanged himself at the gate of Huzi's house should be around six o'clock.
The policewoman threw away the cigarette butt and said: You are a writer, and I believe that your head is easier to use. Do you know what the forensic report means when compared with the woman's confession?
I swallowed my saliva and said, "I understand, this is why the uncle started rushing to Sanlitun after his death. When the vegetable seller saw the uncle, he was already dead."
In the end, I simply buried my head, grabbed my hair, and said: Police, I want to see my master.
She walked out gently. After a while, the door was pushed open and my master walked in slowly. I raised my head and saw him.
This old man's hair turned gray in the blink of an eye.
A sense of powerlessness came over me, and I said to Master: Let's go back to Fujian, or why not go back to Henan?
He touched my head and said with a wry smile: My child, what has happened is that the man from the Northeast died innocently. When we go back, will you feel at ease?