Residents nearby were awakened and came out all night to watch the excitement.
However, the people brought by Wang Dacheng stopped them outside and prevented them from getting closer.
At the edge of the latrine, Wang Dacheng looked a little embarrassed. He looked under the manure pit first, then looked back at Du Fei, he couldn't believe it, "It's really down here? How did you find it?"
Du Fei believed in Xiao Hong's judgment, but couldn't explain it.
I can only say with confidence, "Don't worry about it, just go down and take a look~"
Wang Dacheng grinned and was about to say something else.
Just at this moment, two people came from outside, each holding a long wooden pole with an iron ring on the head.
Wang Dacheng immediately greeted him.
Just now I was still far away and didn't smell anything. Now when I walked in, I immediately smelled the fermented smell of old manure.
Wang Dacheng seemed not to have heard it, and smiled and stretched out his hand to shake hands with the two of them, "Comrades, you are here!"
Both of them are excrement cleaners.
Because we deal with feces all the year round, especially the protective equipment we wear, even though we clean it once a month, it is impossible to clean it clean and it has a smell.
It's okay if it's winter now, let alone if it's summer.
"Hello, Captain Wang~" an older cleaner said with a smile, "it is our honor to be able to help the comrades in the police."
After saying that, he came to the manure pit next to the latrine, stretched out the pole on his hand to explore, and asked, "Captain Wang, is it over here?"
Wang Dacheng glanced at Du Fei, nodded and said, "It's up to you."
The manure pit under the hut was not big, so the two of them took poles and raked it up a few times.
The older man's expression suddenly changed and he shouted, "There really is a big guy!"
Wang Dacheng's eyes lit up and he immediately approached and said, "How big can it be?"
The cleaner's face looked a little heavy.
Before they came, they knew that they were here to help the police fish out people, and the person the pole hit just now was most likely a corpse.
The cleaner couldn't help but swallowed, "This...it's hard to say. Let's fish it out first and then look at it. Maybe...maybe it's a mistake?"
Wang Dacheng also nodded calmly.
Du Fei, however, did not move forward and prepared to say hello to Wang Dacheng and go home.
He didn't want to be here in the middle of the night, fishing people out of the cesspit.
It's not that Du Fei is being pretentious, it's just that it's unnecessary.
As long as Zhao Xinlan's body is found, the case will be almost over.
If Wang Dacheng can't solve the case, he might as well kill him with a piece of tofu.
At this time, there is no need for Du Fei, an 'outsider', to stay here and show off his presence.
To be professional is to be professional.
Du Fei just walked to the outside and was going to say hello to Wang Dacheng and leave after a while.
I heard someone shouting "Come out! Come out!"
Many people watching the excitement stretched their necks and looked inside.
In fact, at this distance, it was dark and there were people in front of me, so I couldn't see anything at all.
But that's just the way people are.
Du Fei also looked back, but also saw nothing.
He simply lit a cigarette and started smoking by himself.
About ten minutes later, two excrement workers were still fishing inside, trying to Fish out other evidence.
Wang Dacheng came over with a "sour" smell from inside.
Du Fei dropped his cigarette and said, "Brother Wang, this answer should be no problem, right? Can the case be solved in three days?"
Unexpectedly, Wang Dacheng's expression was not at all relaxed. He glanced at Du Fei and said solemnly, "It's a man."
"What?" Du Fei blinked and said, "A man? Not Zhao Xinlan!"
Zhao Xinlan was a woman in her thirties, but what was fished out of the manure pit was a male body, obviously not Zhao Xinlan.
Du Fei was also confused now.
He originally thought he had found a body near Zhao's house, so he thought it was Zhao Xinlan, but he made a mistake.
Instead of solving the problem, it created a new murder case.
Du Fei took out a cigarette, handed one to Wang Dacheng, lit it and took a puff and said, "What's going on? Homicide or an accident?"
In fact, when Du Fei asked, he knew that the possibility of an accident was extremely low.
Although the cesspit of this kind of dry toilet is quite deep, if a normal adult stands up straight, it will never reach the end, let alone drown.
Wang Dacheng's brows narrowed into the character "Chuan" and he took a deep drag on his cigarette.
The smell of tar irritated his brain, "It was murder, there were fatal stab wounds to the chest and neck."
Du Fei nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
This kind of case is not difficult to solve. In this era without private cars, it is difficult to transport the body to a long distance without anyone noticing.
While he was talking, the crowd of people watching not far away suddenly said "Ouch", followed by a commotion.
An old woman had the loudest voice and shouted, "Xiao Wu fainted, Xiao Wu fainted..."
Du Fei and Wang Dacheng both followed the sound and looked.
Especially Wang Dacheng, his eyes narrowed and he walked over, "What's going on?"
Although he was not wearing a police uniform, he looked majestic and came out of the police uniform. It was not difficult to guess that he was in charge.
A woman in her thirties said, "Comrade, it's Xiao Wu from our street next door who fainted. It may be anemia."
As he spoke, the people surrounding him dispersed, revealing a pale young woman among them.
Wang Dacheng glanced at the woman, then quickly glanced around, his eyes like hawks.
Those who looked at him invariably averted their eyes.
Until a young man quickly lowered his head and took a step back.
Wang Dacheng suddenly stopped, stared at the young man, and quickly waved his hands covertly to the two alert people beside him.
The two people understood each other and immediately walked around calmly from both sides.
Du Fei was watching from the side, but he didn't see anything special about the young man.
Then Wang Dacheng shouted, "Come here~"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and only realized that Wang Dacheng was calling him after being reminded by someone on the side.
His expression suddenly changed, and he turned around and ran away without even thinking about it.
There were originally a lot of onlookers gathered here, but now they were all turned upside down.
But the young man didn't run away either. As soon as he struggled to rush out, he was blocked by two people.
One raised his hand and waved it in his face, while the other raised his leg and kicked the young man to the ground.
Before I could get up again,
He was held down by two people, his hands were held back, and he was handcuffed.
The young man collapsed in an instant, with snot and tears coming out, and he cried loudly, "The government, the government, it's not me~ it's Wu Jie, this is all her idea!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone including the people present looked at the woman who fainted before...
No one expected that this newly discovered murder case would be solved immediately within five minutes after the body was retrieved.
The deceased's name was Zhang Dakui, a well-known gangster on the street.
Wu Jie is a female worker in a woolen mill. She is quite pretty, and her husband often travels on business.
One time after working the night shift, Zhang Dakui raped her, and she became his concubine over and over again.
That young man is Wu Jie's neighbor Fu Xiaoheng...
As for why Zhang Dakui was killed, it was because he was seeking his own death.
I usually go to see Wu Jie after drinking some wine, and she doesn't look good even if I have to hit or scold her.
Wu Jie had long been resentful of him.
Unexpectedly, the night before yesterday, Zhang Dakui even wanted to die and came to Wu Jie drunk.
He actually took out two gold ingots to show off!
Later, after I finished that thing, I fell into a deep sleep with the help of alcohol.
Wu Jie stared at the bag containing two gold ingots in a daze.
It wasn't until late in the night that I finally felt relieved and quietly went next door to find Fu Xiaoheng.
Fu Xiaoheng originally did not dare to kill anyone, but Wu Jie threatened him with their relationship.
Fu Xiaoheng just started working, and if people knew that he had an affair with Wu Jie, he would be ruined. He was forced to board a pirate ship and help kill people and dump their bodies.
Originally they thought that if they threw the body into the pit, no one would find it easily, but it would freeze within a few days.
Even in spring, no one will notice if it is rotten and smelly.
Simply impeccable!
Who knows, man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation.
It was only on the third day that the incident came to light.
Wang Dacheng solved the murder case in seconds and was overjoyed.
On the spot, according to Fu Xiaoheng's instructions, the murder weapon and the two gold ingots were found from Wu Jie's home.
Without these two things, although Wu Jie was dissatisfied with Zhang Dakui, she never thought of killing anyone.
Du Fei, on the other hand, was depressed.
I thought that finding the body under the manure pit would end the matter.
Unexpectedly, after working hard for a while, I was back to the starting point.
He couldn't help but start to wonder, could it be that Zhao Xinlan's body was not nearby, or that he simply thought wrongly and that she was not dead yet? 81????
Just at this moment, Wang Dacheng came out of Wu Jie's house.
Wu Jie, who had been woken up by being pinched, was sitting not far away in a daze, not knowing what to think and neither crying nor making a fuss.
When Wang Dacheng came out, he licked his lips at the people around him.
The man was holding a white enamel tray with blue edges. On it were placed the evidence that had just been found, asking Wu Jie to identify them one by one.
Wang Dacheng came to Du Fei and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, it's all thanks to you this time!"
Although his face was tense, after all, someone was dead and he couldn't smile at the scene.
But being able to solve the case on the spot, Wang Dacheng was undoubtedly in a good mood.
Du Fei ignored him, but looked at the tray with the evidence.
The two gold ingots immediately caught his attention.
It's not that Du Fei is jealous when he sees money.
But the gold ingot It was exactly the same as the gold ingots he got out from under the stove in Fangjiayuan Hutong!
Du Fei suddenly whispered, "Is that Yuan Bao from Dade Tong?"
Wang Dacheng was surprised and said, "How do you know?"
Du Fei frowned, it turned out to be the ingot from 'Dadetong'.
Where did these two ingots come from? Who gave them to Zhang Dakui?
Were they transported out of Shanxi by Sumita Raishiro in the same batch, or were they displaced by other means?
After all, Dadetong is a bank, and the number of "Dadetong" ingots minted in that year was not small.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for them all to fall into the hands of the old devil Sumita.
It is a bit arbitrary to conclude that Zhang Dakui is related to Nohara Hiroshi and his gang based on only two gold ingots.
But Du Fei had a strong hunch that this person... was not simple!
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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