After Yan Yishuai saw the photo, he asked: "Is the excavation work still in progress?"
"It's temporarily stopped." Wu Zhengping said.
Lu Wuchuan tapped his finger on the report: "The corpse spots appeared on the back and waist, and were dark red. The pupils were dilated, and the palpebral conjunctiva was congested. The blood in the heart and large blood vessels was dark purple, fluid, and no clots were formed. Forensic Medicine
The conclusion given was sudden cardiac death."
"Then why are we here?" Yan Yishuai asked straightforwardly.
"Yes, that's what the autopsy report said." Wu Zhengping scratched his head, "However, Zhou Zheng died at the archaeological site after all. I reported this matter to Bureau Li, and Bureau Li also felt that it was necessary to go up to the next level.
report."
Li Zhixue nodded: "The excavation of ancient tombs is a big deal, and even the province attaches great importance to it. A life was lost at the scene, how can it be settled casually? Moreover, the impact of this incident is very bad, and the local villagers say anything.
Some people even said it was because they wanted to dig ancient tombs and angered the tomb owners, and this was a warning to them."
"Have you ever asked the family of the deceased about his health condition?" Lu Wuchuan asked.
"Zhou Zheng's family is in another province, and his parents have been notified. He can arrive tomorrow at the latest." Wu Zhengping said, "I asked his tutor, and he said that Zhou Zheng is usually in good health and often plays basketball in school. He didn't listen.
He said he was ill. By the way, the deceased's cell phone was not found at the scene. The dormitory where he lived was temporarily locked, so we didn't have time to check."
Apparently, that was all he knew. Lu Wuchuan didn't ask any more questions, thought for a moment, and decided to go to Kaoshan Village first.
Kaoshan Village is affiliated to Jianshan Town. This town is not small in area, but it is the town with the smallest population under Qinghe City. There are only six villages under its jurisdiction, with more than 2,000 households, and the total population is less than 10,000.
At the same time, it is also the most difficult town in Qinghe. Although transportation is not basically relying on walking and communication is basically relying on roaring, inconvenient transportation is a real problem. And Kaoshan Village is the most remote part of Jianshan Town.
As we got closer to our destination, the road became increasingly difficult, so we finally got into the mountain col and started circling left and right.
I don’t know how many turns I made, but finally at 12:30, I saw several cars parked on the side of the road, including a police bread truck - I finally arrived at Kaoshan Village.
There was an old man in his fifties and a young man wearing a short trench coat squatting on the side of the road. When they saw a car approaching, they quickly stood up, threw the cigarette butts to the ground and stamped them out with their feet.
After getting off the car, Wu Zhengping introduced him. The old man's name was Luo Genfa, who was the village director of Kaoshan Village. The young man's name was Liu Quan, who was his criminal police officer.
"You've all worked hard, come to the village and have a rest." Luo Gen enthusiastically took the people to the village committee.
The village committee of Kaoshan Village is not far from the village entrance. It is a small courtyard with gravel courtyard walls and a rusty iron railing gate. A row of three stone houses takes up most of the area. The door in the middle
A wooden sign with the words "Kaoshan Village Village Committee" written on it hangs at the door. The paint is mottled, and the words on it are as dark and protruding as the house.
There was smoke coming from the chimney of the lower room to the west, and Luo Genfa shouted at the top of his lungs: "Erdan, is the food ready?"
"Okay, here's the meal, village chief." A man's voice came from inside.
"I've told you so many times that the village chief has canceled and you have to call the director." Luo Genfa continued to shout, "The guests are all here, so hurry up!"
"Got it!" the man responded.
Logan laughed and said: "This Luo Erdan's ears are not very good, but he cooks well. He used to be a cook in the city, and now he is cooking for the archaeological team. I heard that you are coming, so I
He called over. Come on, go into the house first!"
Lu Wuchuan nodded slightly and thanked him.
Liu Quan said that he had had lunch with the archaeological team. Wu Zhengping nodded: "You go there first, and I will lead the way for the Lu team after dinner."
The dining table was placed in the room with the village committee sign. Two office desks that looked to be at least twenty or thirty years old were put together to form a large square table. There were several wooden benches of different styles placed around it. There were single ones and some
It's long and looks like it was put together temporarily.
The food has been placed on the table, with large bowls and small basins.
Luo Genfa greeted everyone to sit down. Duan Mo originally wanted to sit outside, but Yan Yishuai tapped her shoulder: "Go sit inside."
Duan Mo hesitated a little. Among the people in this room, she was the least senior and the youngest in terms of age, so there was no reason to sit in the front seat.
Lu Wuchuan waved: "Come here and sit next to me."
Luo Genfa also echoed: "It's just a common meal, not so particular."
After everyone sat down, a man came in. He was in his mid-twenties and was quite strong. He was holding a wooden board with rice on it.
Lu Dongming patted the bench he was sitting on: "Come on, brother, sit here."
The man looked at him, a little confused. Then he remembered that Luo Gen had just said that Luo Erdan's ears were not working well, so he said it again with a louder voice.
This time Luo Erdan heard clearly, and wiped his hands on the blue apron tied around his waist: "I have eaten. Village chief... No, director, nothing happens. I will go back first and finish eating."
You call me again."
Luo Genfa waved his hand, indicating that he could go, and explained: "He ate at the archaeological team's place."
Then he made a gesture of invitation: "They are all produced in the village. There are no good dishes. Please just eat as you please, use your chopsticks!"
"What is produced in the village now are all good things." Yan Yishuai took a handful of hazel mushrooms with his chopsticks, "Just this one, in Liancheng, it costs at least 781 kilograms, and a better one can cost more than 100 kilograms."
"So expensive?" Luo Genfa said in disbelief, "Those who come to us to collect mountain products only pay more than 20 yuan per kilogram for the best ones."
On this topic, we chatted word by word while eating, ranging from mountain products to local specialties to the villagers' source of income.
Luo Genfa said that the main thing is to grow crops, and then go to the mountains to pick some mushrooms and hazelnuts to sell to the mountain harvesters.
Lu Wuchuan calmly put the fish meat with the bones removed into the bowl, put down his chopsticks, and asked: "Director Luo, the villagers often go up the mountain, but they didn't find any tombs in the mountain?"
Luo Genfa swallowed what was in his mouth and said: "Going up the mountain is just to pick some mushrooms, hazelnuts and so on. Who would dig underground?"
"Is there any legend?" Jiang Muyang asked, "Building a tomb requires a lot of manpower and material resources. The people around will always know something and pass it on from generation to generation."
"Legend..." Luo Genfa thought for a while and shook his head, "There really isn't any. At most, the old people told stories about mountain spirits and ghosts in the past. Those are all feudal superstitions, and there are not many of them."
Lu Dongming became more energetic, widened his eyes and asked: "Is there anything related to the tomb? For example, someone got lost in the mountains and saw a big house or something?"