In a small village far away from the KM city, a siren broke the tranquility.
Three police cars lined up and drove into the village one after another, all the way to the entrance of the village committee compound on the west.
The iron gate of the compound was closed, and the police car was parked on the roadside.
Although the village is quite remote, the villagers have seen the police and police cars. However, it is quite rare for three police cars to come in at once.
The villagers who were standing on the roadside chatting about nothing happened saw this scene and gathered around them one after another.
"Who committed the crime? Why did so many police come at once?"
"Just the old men and women in our village, what else can we do?"
"It won't be those boys working outside who cause trouble, right?"
"They are causing trouble, so the police don't have to come to the village? Even if they come to ask people for questioning, there's no need for so many people to come..."
Just as he was talking, the door of the police car opened and several policemen, neatly dressed and wearing ties, got out.
After getting off the car, they all put on their police hats. Under the sun, the police badge on their hats shone brightly, a bit blinding their eyes.
A group of police officers stood beside the car, raising their hands and adjusting their police hats and uniforms, as if they were preparing for an extremely important scene.
One of them, an older policeman who looked like a leader, approached the crowd and asked, "Excuse me, how to get to Huang Sansheng's house?"
"I am Xiao Huang's cousin. What do you want from Xiao Huang?" An old lady-in-law with half-white hair stood up and looked at her up and down.
"Oh, there's something important." The leader smiled without any official airs.
My cousin looked at the man who looked dark and looked nothing like those big, pampered leaders. She felt a little strange and looked at the policemen standing behind him.
Those policemen were gathered around and talking about something. My cousin couldn't understand it, but she knew that these policemen were probably not locals.
My cousin looked at the police officers suspiciously and asked, "Can I see your IDs?"
"Yes! Look at the ID! Who knows whether you are real police or fake police?"
"Scams are so powerful now, maybe they are scammers!"
"That's right. The clothes on these police officers don't have name tags or seniority stamps. They are fake at first glance!"
"Second uncle, please stop watching Douyin. You said those are only for soldiers in the army."
"..."
The people nearby who were watching the excitement were chattering away. Perhaps they felt that these police officers who came over were too kind and not like what they usually encountered.
The leader first turned around and whispered a few words to the young policeman behind him, then turned back and answered everyone's questions in a friendly manner.
"I am the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade where Huang Sansheng works. My surname is He. This is my ID."
With a kind expression that the villagers had rarely seen on the faces of other police officers, He and the deputy captain took out their IDs from their bodies and slowly showed them around.
For some reason, the cousin standing at the front felt a little cold in her hands and feet for no reason at this time, and a TV news picture appeared in her head, which was often seen on Douyin on her mobile phone.
A group of soldiers in uniforms and hats walked toward her with serious faces, showing sympathy, comfort, and more of sadness.
The team walked until she was in front of her, and then split apart in the middle. An officer with a straight back took out a wooden box with a clattering goose step.
The officer kept saying, "Please forgive me, the country and the people are grateful to him," "We will always remember him," "Xiao Huang is a real hero," and so on.
Very scary!
Just when my cousin was thinking wildly, she saw the leader standing in front of him move to the side, and a young policeman behind him actually walked out of the team holding something covered with red cloth.
That thing really looks like a wooden box containing ashes.
That size is just right!
hiss!
My cousin took a deep breath, her steps suddenly became unable to support her body, she was swaying, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
She trembled her lips and asked with all her strength, "Xiao Huang died?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place erupted into excitement, and the crowd standing behind immediately surrounded my cousin and the police.
He Chengfeng didn't react at first, but then immediately explained: "No, there was no sacrifice!"
"Where's that man! Why isn't he here?" My cousin widened her narrow eyes and looked around for Huang Sansheng.
"I... I'm working overtime in the unit." He Chengfeng's previous aura weakened and his voice became much softer.
There were a lot of people crowding around her cousin at this moment, and she couldn't hear He Chengfeng's explanation clearly, so she could only ask again in a loud voice.
"Hey! Huang Sansheng is dead?"
These words made some noise. When some villagers who were standing far away heard that someone in their village had died, they rushed over one after another, talking about it, and there were all kinds of sounds at the scene.
"Who died?"
"Lao Huang's son! Huang Sansheng!"
"What? Didn't he become a policeman? Didn't he die?"
"Are you an anti-narcotics police officer? Why did you kill yourself when you were a police officer?"
"When I was a soldier, I thought it was very dangerous, but I didn't expect that being a police officer would be even more dangerous!"
"..."
There was a lot of discussion in front of the village committee compound. At this moment, the iron door of the compound opened and a man who looked like the village chief ran out.
Perhaps he was used to being the village chief, and his voice was quite loud, as he ran and screamed all the way.
"Is Huang Sansheng dead?"
"Huang Sansheng is dead."
"Huang Sansheng is dead!"
Under the village chief's harassment, the crowd became even more emotional, like a turbulent wave, one after another hitting the police team standing in the middle.
He Chengfeng, who was blocking the front, felt that his head was about to burst.
Seeing that the scene was a little out of control, he could only open his arms and shout in a louder voice, "Not dead! Not dead! No one is dead! No one is dead!"
The whole place fell silent for a while, and just when He Chengfeng was somewhat thankful for his clever response, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, like that yellow-haired cousin, and penetrated the whole place.
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"How can one perform meritorious service if he is not dead?"
There is nothing wrong with this statement.
Isn’t this how it’s shown on TV, movies and the news?
The police or soldiers heroically sacrificed their lives while performing their duties outside. Then a large number of colleagues, wearing uniforms, lined up neatly to deliver the urns and certificates to the homes of the fallen soldiers.
With a bang, the crowd became excited again.
"Xiao Huang must be dead! Otherwise, why would there be so many police here?"
"Yes! That makes sense! Oh, how pitiful! Xiao Huang is not married yet, right?"
"Who says it's not the case? This is Lao Huang's only son!"
"Old Huang sold that house in the county to find a wife, and he will probably have another one!"
"You're still giving birth to a fart at this age? Little girls nowadays are not simple. Be careful, they just eat him up, including the soup and meat, and then pat his butt and leave."
"But the house still has to be sold. It's inconvenient for him to live alone in the county. After selling the house, I can save some money for myself to return to the village. We can take better care of him back and forth."
"How lonely it is to be alone. I think Lao Huang might consider looking for Zhang Ma in the east of the village. She knows everything and is not afraid of anything happening."
"Yes, it just so happens that Mother Zhang has a son! One lacks a son, and the other has no father. This thing will definitely work out!"
"Can her son agree?"
"..."
From Xiao Huang's death, it went directly to the topic of Lao Huang marrying a widow in the village, and He Chengfeng felt that his IQ had been absolutely crushed.
Although I didn’t know where the topic went off the topic at the end of the conversation, the villagers seemed to be talking to each other very seriously, and many of them with serious faces nodded along.
I think this is a very important thing.
He Chengfeng, who has been on the road to fighting crime for a long time, was completely confused. He was at a loss and didn't know what to do next.
You have to say that the villagers were a little sad that someone from their own village had died. Even if the news was misunderstood, he could come forward to appease everyone and clear up everyone's misunderstanding.
In other words, even if he was just gossiping randomly, He Chengfeng could frown his signature sword-shaped eyebrows, point his hands on his hips and scold these ignorant peasants.
But the problem is that the scene is a bit chaotic, there are gossips and nonsense, but the noise is actually mixed with the concern for Lao Huang and the regret for Xiao Huang.
There were so many villagers, and He Chengfeng was a little overwhelmed by what you said to each other.
It turns out that it’s not easy for police officers in rural police stations!