I couldn't tell anything wrong just by listening to what grandpa said. It happened that an old lady was replaced on the opera boat at this time, and she sang so loudly that I was upset. I glanced at Fatty Sun and said, "Ding Sun, go and see the scene? Maybe What clues can I find?" Fatty Sun said with a smile: "We're on your territory, Director Shen, you make the decision."
The place where the accident occurred was a common thatched house in the rural areas of Northeast China. It was a large cesspit dug underground, with a simple toilet built with bricks on top. The septic tank next to the thatched house has been opened, and the drowned person has been fished out. I have simply cleaned it with clean water several times, but the smell of ammonia is still very strong.
Although the deceased's surname was also Shen, he lived in the county town. We had not met him a few times. We only knew that his father and his third uncle had a good relationship. Now his father was crying hard and his third uncle was trying to persuade him. With.
Fatty Sun covered his nose and stood next to the corpse, looking left and right for a long time. Then he turned back and shook his head at me. He still didn't give up. He looked at it for a while before giving up completely. He came back and whispered to me: "You can't tell." There are signs of homicide, what do you think? Can you tell anything?"
On the way, the two of us divided the work. Fatty Sun was responsible for checking for signs of man-made death. I was responsible for using my eyes to find the ghost of the deceased and asking the ghost about the cause of his death. What the dead person said can never be wrong, right?
According to the information I have read in the archives, within seven days after a person dies, his soul should be wandering nearby. But I have read it all and can't find the soul of the deceased. Fatty Sun urged me again. She turned around and said to him: "I can't find it at all. Damn it, why are there no traces at all?"
Fatty Sun was also scratching his head. At this moment, someone behind him shouted: "Where is Old Shen? I told you many times in the morning that I don't dare to have any more troubles now. It's better for you. Another one was killed. Are you afraid of our police station?" Do you have anything to do these days?"
Before anyone arrived, there was a strong smell of alcohol coming from behind me. Fatty Sun and I both frowned and looked behind us. Four policemen had already arrived at the scene, led by a tall and thick figure like a black iron tower. , I don’t know where I drank wine, my face was red after drinking, and I was looking for my grandpa all over the world.
"Director Xiong, if you keep your mouth shut, what do you mean by killing another person?" Grandpa squeezed out from the crowd on the opposite side and hurriedly walked to Director Xiong.
Director Xiong rolled his eyes: "Old Shen..." I was about to step forward to help my grandfather, but unexpectedly Fatty Sun rushed up first and interrupted Director Xiong: "Who are you talking to, Old Shen? Also! What did you call him just now? Old Shen Tou? He is older than your father, how dare you call him Old Shen Tou?!"
Director Xiong was snatched away by Fatty Sun. The blush on his face faded a little. I don't know whether he was scared or angry. He started to stutter when he spoke: "You... who are you? Sanbi... Zi Kongduo Say something." After saying this, he suddenly stopped and his eyes were fixed on the police title on Fatty Sun's shoulder.
After being stunned for a long time, he hurriedly saluted: "Leader, I, I don't know..." Fatty Sun said expressionlessly: "You know, we'll talk about it later. Let's talk about it first." After you said that sentence just now, what happened to the three-nosed eyes?"
Director Xiong's face was pale at this time, and all the wine he had just drank had turned into cold sweat. Hearing the leader's words, he hesitated and said: "I...I didn't say it. That's not what I said..."
As soon as he explained, Fatty Sun became even more angry. I can understand the reason why he was angry: I didn't say...dare to imitate our director? Are you worthy?
Fatty Sun's face immediately dropped: "What's your name, position, and why did you drink while on duty? Don't let me tell you a second time."
Director Xiong's cell phone ran out of battery in the afternoon, and he didn't receive a call from the county public security director. He doesn't know the details of Fatty Sun and me, but now that he sees our police titles, his liver has started to tremble. But after all, we are from the same police station.
After calming down, he said in a straight tone: "Xiong Ba, Daqinghe Township Police Station
Fatty Sun really misunderstood Director Xiong. He was not on duty today. When the accident happened, he was attending the wedding of his friend's daughter. When he was happily drinking, his grandfather sent someone to find him. Xiong Ba became anxious when he heard the reason.
, he just persuaded the family members of a deceased person to leave in the morning, and now another one has died. It seems that his work as the director of the police station has come to an end.
He had a good relationship with his grandfather, otherwise he wouldn't have helped persuade Wang Jun's family members to leave in the morning. Now he was really anxious, and after drinking some wine, Old Shen, Old Shen, screamed.
Seeing Fatty Sun glare, Grandpa also came over to smooth things over: "Director Sun, don't be as knowledgeable as Director Xiong. Even though he has a bad temper, he is still a good person. Old Xiong, please stop beating him, he has already emerged from the cesspit.
It’s fished out, let’s go take a look.”
With the stairs in hand, Xiong Ba nodded to Fatty Sun and me, separated the crowd, and walked up to the deceased. The explanation he gave was similar to what Fatty Sun had judged. There were no obvious traumas, so the possibility of murder could be preliminarily ruled out. Another one.
Unlucky guy. But the specific results have to wait for the technical staff of the county police department to make the final conclusion.
Seeing more and more people gathering around, Fatty Sun said to me: "Lazi, there's no use staying here anymore, why don't you go for a walk by the river?" Most of the people gathered around were my relatives, and someone had already come over.
They asked about my position and workplace. I was talking nonsense with them, and Fatty Sun’s words helped me out.
When we walked to the river, the opera was still singing. There were fewer people watching the opera. They either went home to sleep or watched the excitement in the thatched house. When I looked at the auditorium by the river, my eyes suddenly became trance-like.
Suddenly, a thin layer of mist appeared on the river, and there were faint figures swaying in the mist.
I pointed to the place where the fog was relatively thick and said to Fatty Sun, "Great Sage, look towards the theater boat."
"Huh? It's foggy." Fatty Sun's ability to see the sky is a little worse than mine. If he can see the fog, it's pretty good.
"It's not fog, it's Yin Qi. Almost all the Yin Qi from the surrounding hundreds of miles is concentrated here. It's so dense that it looks like fog to a wise person." Someone suddenly said behind us.
Fatty Sun and I were startled at the same time. When did this person stand behind us and listen to us? Neither Fatty Sun nor I noticed it. When we looked at each other, we saw that it was the person who used black dog blood to wash my hair.
That expert - the veteran monk Xiao, the chairman of Lingyunguan Film and Television Entertainment Group.
Monk Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at me and Fatty Sun: "Little Lazi was born with heavenly eyes, so it's not surprising that he can see. But Director Sun, your 'eyesight' is also so good? And you are so calm even though you know it's Yin Qi, I really admire you."
This man is my grandfather’s brother-in-law, and in theory he is my godfather. It’s better not to offend him as much as possible. I smiled and explained: “Old Xiao (I never called him godfather, he
Director Sun's six senses are much stronger than those of ordinary people. Besides, what's a little Yin Qi? What kind of people like us have never seen this before?"
Monk Xiao smiled and shook his head, muttering: "Heaven knows and earth knows, you know and I know..." After saying that, he ignored us, lifted up his robe, walked to the river and occupied the
It was a good position, and I shouted hello to the Hua Dan who had just appeared.
Fatty Sun looked at Monk Xiao's back and frowned: "What does this old stick do? He's pretending to be a ghost. If I didn't think he was your grandfather's friend just now, I would have cut him long ago. Don't think he's over sixty or seventy years old.
I don’t dare to fight.”
Looking at Fatty Sun's pretentious look, I laughed and said, "I know, Mr. Sun, you can hit ninety-nine at the top, and you can walk at the bottom." Looking at the gloomy mist surrounding the theater boat opposite, I paused, and then
He lost his smile when he spoke: "However, now it seems that this time it may be a bit troublesome. Maybe Monk Xiao really got it right. There are those 'things' at work here."
Fatty Sun smiled nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? We brought all the guys here. The hungry ghosts in the fifteen-story building will run away when they see our brothers. At most, they are just a few lonely ghosts. We are afraid of him alone."
ball?"
The fog on the river disappeared and lifted. Fatty Sun and I kept staring at the river. Although there were still people moving around inside, nothing happened until the show ended.
Just when the actors came out to take a call, the mist dispersed quietly. When I looked for Monk Xiao again, I didn't know where the old man was. Fatty Sun and I walked around on the shore and found nothing.
Something was wrong. I still wanted to keep wandering around. I never thought that my own father would come over from afar and inform us that the troupe's supper was about to start, and Fatty Sun and I were asked to support the scene.
My biological father came to invite me in person, so of course I had to give him this face. What’s more, I haven’t eaten properly since I came back. I just had a mouthful of peanuts and melon seeds while watching a movie, and I have almost digested it by now.