Zhang Yichi opened his eyes and found that he was sitting on the back of a dirty electric tricycle. The road was probably too rough, so the tricycle bumped violently at a slightly faster speed. When it passed a slightly larger bump,
, he felt like he could be blown away.
Looking forward, he saw a man wearing shabby half-sleeves, messy hair, and dark skin sitting in the driver's seat of the tricycle. The man was concentrating on driving the tricycle forward and did not notice what was happening to Zhang Yichi.
The surrounding area is surrounded by vertical mountain walls on one side and steep cliffs on the other. The mountain road is steep and dangerous, and the tricycle may rush down the cliff if operated improperly. Zhang Yichi subconsciously grasped the edge of the tricycle, and even prepared a dangerous move.
Just prepare to jump off the car.
"Drive slowly." I don't know if the man has walked on this road too many times and has become accustomed to it. Anyway, Zhang Yichi couldn't stand the violent bumps and potential dangers, so he advised.
"Oh." The man replied, with an accent from nowhere, "My brother asked me to go back quickly."
Zhang Yichi is still looking at the surrounding situation, and is still a little confused. Why hasn't the task been assigned yet? What should be done next?
"How long until we arrive?" Although he didn't know what his mission was, he knew clearly that he was being taken to a place that was related to the mission.
"Half an hour," the man replied.
Zhang Yichi also wanted to ask some indirect questions, but the journey was too dangerous, so he decided to wait for another half hour.
He checked his clothes, which were very ordinary. There was a strange feeling under his buttocks. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a briefcase. The original owner probably thought the tricycle was too dirty, so he used the briefcase to pad it.
Picking up the briefcase, Zhang Yichi held the car with one hand and opened the briefcase with difficulty and checked it out. There was nothing useful in it, just some cash and various files and materials.
Judging from these tables, I should be a police officer.
That's probably because there was another murder.
Zhang Yichi is analyzing through only a few things.
More than half an hour later, the tricycle drove to a relatively flat area where there was a large area of bungalows, which looked like a village.
There were three men standing at the entrance of the village.
The tricycle stopped beside the group of people who were obviously waiting for their arrival.
"Brother, here you go." The man in the driver's seat of the tricycle said to a man standing next to him. The man looked sad, and he was most likely the perpetrator.
The car finally stopped, Zhang Yichi breathed a sigh of relief and got out of the car.
"Comrade police, I am the village chief of Data Village. The stupid wife of Shimin's family has escaped. Please help find her quickly." Zhang Yichi just got out of the car and saw a villager who was about the same height as Zhang Yichi and looked to be in his fifties or sixties.
The chief came over and asked.
Disappearance case?
The frowning ‘Shimin’ and his younger brother in the car, as well as another old man waiting next to him, also came over.
"Wait, don't worry, let's talk about the situation carefully." What Zhang Yichi needs now is the complete incident. How can he help find someone if he doesn't know anything.
"Shimin, come here and talk to the police comrades." The middle-aged man at the front pulled Shimin to his side.
"My name is Wang Shimin. My daughter-in-law ran away today and couldn't be found for a long time." Wang Shimin looked about forty years old. His face was gray and gray, as if he was still doing farm work not long ago. Now he was talking about the situation a little awkwardly, "
The village chief asked me to call the police, and my brother borrowed a car from Uncle Chen to pick you up..."
When the village chief saw that Wang Shimin couldn't get the point right, he took the initiative and said, "We've been looking for him all over the village. We haven't found him yet. I'm afraid something might happen, so I'll call the police and ask the police comrades to help me find him."
"I saw it. I went to the toilet in the morning and saw Shimin's wife walking past my house." Another old man said.
A group of people talked to Zhang Yichi about the situation with accents. Fortunately, the accent was not particularly strong, so Zhang Yichi almost understood it. He motioned for silence and it was his turn to ask questions: "You mean you
A witness?"
"That's right." said the old man who said he had seen Wang Shimin's wife in the morning.
Zhang Yichi figured out the identities of the four people at present. Wang Shimin was the husband of the missing woman. The man who picked him up was Wang Shimin's younger brother. One of the two old men was the village chief and the other was an eyewitness.
"Does your wife... have any mental problems?" Zhang Yichi asked Wang Shimin.
He had just heard Wang Shimin describe the situation and claimed that his wife was a stupid wife.
"My wife's brain was burned out when she was a child. She doesn't know anything. She always talks nonsense and ran away several times. Why can't she be found back this time?" Wang Shimin looked like he was dying of anxiety.
"Don't worry yet. Village chief, do you have a map of your village?" Zhang Yichi responded calmly.
"No," the village chief replied.
Zhang Yichi looked around the village and felt that the terrain was still a bit complicated. It would take him a long time to understand it: "You should know the village very well, right? Can you draw a map of the village so that I can understand it better."
"If it works, let's go to the village committee." the village chief suggested.
"Okay." Zhang Yichi followed the village chief.
Wang Shimin was not tall, but he took long steps and walked hurriedly at the front. The old man who had seen Wang Shimin's wife in the morning was hunched over, with his hands behind his back, and followed at the back with small steps.
"Brother, I will send Uncle Chen's car first." Wang Shimin's younger brother shouted from behind.
"Hurry up!" Wang Shimin shouted.
"Oh!" Wang Shimin's brother started the tricycle and drove into the village first.
The village committee was near the entrance of the village, and it was only a few steps away. The village chief opened the door, entered the house, took out a pen and paper, and began to draw a map for Zhang Yichi.
"The locations of Wang Shimin's house and this uncle's house must be drawn in detail, please," Zhang Yichi said.
"What's going on?" said the village chief.
While painting, Zhang Yichi was also looking at it, and asked about the relevant content of the painting from time to time.
The village chief finished the painting quickly, and it was very rough: "This is the south of our village. There is a ditch here. That is also from our village. This is Shimin's house. This is Lao Sun."
Home, this is the land cultivated by our village..."
The map was too messy and not of much use to Zhang Yichi. He nodded: "Let's go to Wang Shimin's house first."
"Is that okay?" The village chief was stunned, and he was only halfway through what he said.
"The map is very good, let's take a look at it in person." Zhang Yichi said tactfully.
Several people left the village committee again. As soon as they left, they saw Wang Shimin's younger brother riding a tricycle and riding a tricycle back.
"What? People?" Wang Shimin shouted.
Wang Shiren stopped the car in front of a few people. His hair was even more messy due to the wind. He didn't even bother to get out of the car and directly waved to everyone: "Brother, get in the car quickly. Uncle Chen said that my sister-in-law is dead! She is in Shangougou.