The more the boy spoke, the angrier he became, and his voice unconsciously rose a bit, which was somewhat similar to Aunt Ding's loud voice that resounded throughout the courtyard just now.
He kept complaining: "The people in our courtyard are all very nice, and there is nothing objectionable about them. Even though it is a little noisy during the day, when it is time to go to bed, there is basically no movement.
In addition, the house where I sleep is at the very edge, with a wall on one side and the residents on the other side have been working the night shift, so it is very quiet at night, and I have never been woken up before.
But I don’t know what happened last night, there were people making noises outside, and I don’t know what they were doing.”
The police officer asked: "Can you describe what the sound was?"
The young man tried to remember and thought for a while: "To be honest, I don't know how to describe the sound. Anyway, it felt like someone was smashing the wall there. How about, comrade police, I will take you to have a look. I probably
You can feel where the movement is coming from."
After that, the young man led a group of people outside.
The group of people followed closely and arrived at the small alley outside the courtyard.
The young man stood somewhere, pointed forward with his hand, and said: "Comrade police, it's in front, where the sound came from last night."
Aunt Ding, who was following behind, looked at the alley in front of her and introduced: "This alley is a dead end. Behind it is another large courtyard. Not many people usually walk there."
The policeman took two more steps forward and reached the position of the boy's finger. After checking the surrounding area, he finally turned his gaze to the ground.
They squatted down and inspected carefully, and finally their eyes fell on a few uneven blue bricks on the ground.
After touching it with my hand, I felt that the green bricks could be moved easily, which was completely different from the surrounding green bricks that were almost integrated with the ground.
They soon discovered that these green bricks seemed to have been pried up, and even the soil underneath seemed to have been disturbed.
The surface of the soil is fresh and slightly darker in color. If you look closely, you can see the difference from the normal road surface.
The two policemen looked at each other, with sharp gleams in each other's eyes, as if they had thought of something. They quickly borrowed shovels from the residents next to them, squatted down and started digging.
As time went by, the two dug deeper and deeper, but the more they dug, the more certain they were that there must be something hidden inside. After all, normal roads cannot be dug so easily.
Suddenly, the shovel made a crisp sound as if it hit something hard. The two men were shaken up and realized that they had finally dug the target.
They carefully dug the surrounding soil, and with only two or three shovels, an ax head stained with blood was exposed.
Seeing the fresh blood on the ax, the two policemen immediately thought of the incident of stabbing someone in the street yesterday.
The victim was injured by an axe. Upon closer inspection, the style of the axe was similar to what the surrounding people described.
The young man looked at the blood-stained axe, a little scared and a little surprised.
It turned out that he heard correctly, someone was really digging a hole last night.
The young man patted his chest, a little surprised, but also a little happy.
Fortunately, although he was angry last night and wanted to rush out and argue with the person who made the noise, because the battery of the electric prod was out of power, he was a little scared in the middle of the night, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
It was really lucky. Even if he rushed over last night and bumped into the other party, it was hard to say whether the other party would kill and silence him.
The more the boy thought about it, the more frightened he became. At the same time, he made up his mind that no matter what noise he heard at night, he would never go out again.
Aunt Ding was also a little lucky. Fortunately, she called the police. Otherwise, such a dangerous person lived in her yard and rented her own house. If she accidentally quarreled with him one day, she would also have to do it.
Take action on yourself.
Thinking of this, Aunt Ding not only shivered.
He held his son's hand and said tentatively: "Why don't the house be rented out?"
Who knows who the next tenant will be?
What should I do if I encounter someone like this again?
The young man nodded. Although it was a pity that the rent was nothing, compared with what he might encounter, the rent was nothing.
While the mother and son were talking, the two policemen had already put away their axes.
Looking at the mother and son who had been afraid of well ropes for ten years after being bitten by a snake, one of the policemen comforted them: "It doesn't have to be like this. There are still many good people in this world."
Another policeman also said: "If you still want to rent a house, I can introduce you to a tenant. I have a friend who has just been transferred back from Tianjin and has not found a suitable house for a while."
After saying that, he added in the surprised eyes of mother and son: "The other party is also a policeman."
The mother and son's eyes lit up, rent, must rent!
Even if there is no money, you still have to rent it to the other party.
Apart from anything else, with this policeman living in the courtyard, no one will dare to cause trouble in the courtyard, and those petty thieves will certainly not dare to come here.
The most important thing is that she still doesn't believe it. She rented the house to the police. Do those who want to make a fuss and occupy her house really dare to drive the police out?
Looking at the expressions of the mother and son, the policeman smiled and then said: "If you agree, I will ask him to contact you another day."
"Okay, okay, okay! Comrade police, I'll go back and find someone to repair the window."
The mother and son left happily, while the two policemen continued to stay at the scene to investigate.
They carefully inspected the pit, and then dug to the side with some worry.
This digging actually led them to find something else, which was a piece of paper soaked in blood. What was written on it could no longer be clearly seen, but they could vaguely see the writing place and the last chapter.
"Letter of introduction!" the two policemen said in unison.
The most common thing in this format is the letter of introduction.
They speculated that after the other party killed someone, he probably hid the ax in his chest, and then in the middle of the night while everyone was asleep, he went to a dead end where few people passed, dug a hole and buried the ax.
It was too dark at night, and in addition to what he had done, in order to prevent others from discovering what he had done, the other party might not have dared to use an electric prod.
The blood had a certain stickiness, and it also stuck to his letter of introduction.
He didn't notice it, so he buried the letter of introduction and the axe.
After confirming that the young man who escaped was the one who stabbed Ding Peng, the police once again visited the residents near his rental house to try to find more information about him.
Under the guidance of Aunt Ding, we found the old friend who introduced her to tenants, and learned from her that the perpetrator was a friend of his son, who had a rural registered permanent residence, and seemed to have found a job in the past six months.
Because my home is far away, I asked a friend to rent a house for me.
