Li Danan just shouted outside at this time, the village chief has already started to gather the villagers.
"Let's go." I said to everyone.
Guan Zengbin shook his head and said, "How can I see others like this? I'll go wash up and get my hair done. You guys go first. The village is only this big, and I can find a place."
I shrugged and said to Guan Zengbin, "Then why do you dare to meet us with disheveled hair?"
Guan Zengbin gave me a blank look and walked into the room without saying a word.
Looking at the back of Guan Zengbin walking in, Gu Chen said with a smile: "Doesn't that mean that people regard you as their own? You have a brain, you are very clever when analyzing cases, and you are like a piece of wood when you encounter such a thing." .Let’s go, Wood, and gather with the village chief.”
I shook my head, opened the door and walked out. Li Danan outside wanted to repeat it again, but when he saw me coming out, he swallowed the words vividly. After a pause, Li Danan said again: "The village chief asked me to call you. The villagers have already started gathering at the gate of the neighborhood committee. He asked me to find you."
The few of us lined up and walked to the village committee. In the middle of the trail in the village, a natural path was stepped on, which could only accommodate one foot. This really reminds me of that saying, there is no road in the world, and there will be a road if there are more people walking.
After walking for a while, I saw many villagers walking towards the large yard of the neighborhood committee.
Li Danan said: "Most of the villagers have already arrived."
When we walked into the village committee, we saw that the village chief had already assembled everyone. There were densely packed people standing in the big yard. When we walked past these people, it was obvious that most of them were disabled. Occasionally, normal people are accompanied by disabled people.
But even these so-called normal people, we can't tell whether they are deaf-mute, blind or not.
In front of these people, a simple platform was erected at some point, and the old village chief was on it at the moment.
Seeing us coming, the old village head said: "You guys are here, come up, the villagers are almost assembled."
The few of us walked up the slope next to the platform. Standing on the platform, we could see the villagers below clearly. At this moment, the area below is full of darkness, and many people are listless. It seems that they got up too early. Some people also started talking about it, asking if they knew what the gathering was for.
At some point, the old village head got a big speaker in his hand. He tried the volume, and then he said with satisfaction: "Villagers of Tougouzi Village, take a look around you and see who hasn't come yet? Be quiet. Come on, don't talk, and see if there are any villagers who haven't arrived yet."
While talking, the villagers looked around.
After a while, someone shouted: "Lao Xia doesn't seem to be here."
"Have the rest of the people arrived?" The old village chief shouted, "Have everyone arrived except Lao Xia?"
"It's all here, it's all here." Several people shouted.
The old village head put down the horn, then turned his head and said to us: "Lao Xia asked me to send someone to guard the west entrance of the village, and the second elementary school is in the supermarket at the east entrance of the village. I will count the rest, they are about the same They should all be here. There are only so many villagers, just take a look, and let me just say a few words."
I nodded, and started looking for people with my profile characteristics among the more than 300 people. But after a rough look around, I really didn't see any villagers who fit the image in my mind. I think my profile may be wrong.
The profile is almost evolved based on the behavior of killing people happily, and if the murderer is not killing people happily, then the image I portray may be off the mark. But if it wasn't because of satisfying his own heart, then it was nothing more than because of several conventional motives for killing.
From people's primitive desires, we divide the motives for killing into several simple types. If there are no higher-level and more elusive motives for killing, then the murderer kills because of these types.
So, from what kind of heart would the murderer commit the murder
At this time, the old village chief's "speaking a few simple sentences" seemed to have reached the important part. He held the horn in one hand and kept waving the other hand in the air: "Think about it, think about it, this The devil may be hiding among us. I know our villagers will not do such a thing, but the heart of harm cannot be without the heart of defense."
"You have all seen it too." The old village chief continued: "The murderer dared to do such a thing in the world. This is provocation! If the murderer is really among you, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible! No matter what your purpose is, no matter what you want to do, stop it."
When it came to this point, the old village head seemed a little bitter, and he said: "No matter what the reason is, no matter how legitimate the reason is, stop it!"
I looked at the old village chief, and there seemed to be an indescribable voice-over in his eyes.
The old village chief sighed, then turned his head to look at me.
I leaned closer to the old village chief's ear and said, "I guessed wrong before, but I can be sure that the murderer must be a villager. But we can't start a fight now, I'm afraid there may be two murderers. Now it's snowing heavily and the road is blocked. If the murderer gets serious, the villagers are all disabled, so I'm afraid they won't be able to help."
The old village chief stared at me for a while, then looked around at the villagers in the yard, as if he wanted to find the two murderers hidden among the three hundred villagers. But everyone has an expression that I am not a murderer, and there is no way to tell anything from their expressions.
The most difficult thing to see through in this world is the human heart. There is a word called phase from the heart, and I disagree. Because often those people who are harmless to humans and animals, and who never look like a murderer at first glance, are more able to confuse you and do things that you can't believe at all.
The old village chief said: "I've already told you what I should say. There are some things, so you can take care of them yourself. Skynet is not empty, and it has never been empty talk. Even if the murderer in Baiyin City escaped for more than 20 years, Didn't you get caught anyway?"
The old village head said slowly: "Can you escape your conscience?"
"It's all gone." The old village head waved his hand.
The villagers all dispersed, and the old village head looked at us and said, "Since we can confirm that the murderer must be a few of these three hundred people, how about we check their houses one by one? Only one arm was found in the body." One leg, where are the rest of the body? It must still be in the village."
I shook my head and said: "No, it's still not good. The murderer may not hide the body in his own yard, and our search one by one is to tell the murderer that we don't have the slightest evidence. In this case, the murderer will Take it easy."
"And." I continued: "If our actions scare the murderer, and they will no longer throw the body away, then it will be difficult for us to catch the murderer. As you said, there are still most of them. The dead body was not thrown out, and if we hadn't acted, the murderer would have thrown the dead body out."
Gu Chen scolded: "Didn't the murderer want to surprise us?"
When Guan Zengbin found us, the villagers dispersed.
At eleven o'clock at noon, the little brother who collected the evidence finally arrived.
Looking at his exhausted face, one can tell that he must be too tired.
The little brother said: "The roads outside are all blocked by snow. I can only drive to the main road. It takes at least four hours to get here. I started at seven in the morning and just arrived now. I also have to go in the afternoon. Leave early, this place is too scary if you leave alone at night. What evidence do you want me to bring?"
The old village chief said: "It's really hard work for you. So, come to my house to have a rest, and leave after lunch, so that Captain Zhou can give you things."
While talking, several of us came to the home of the old village chief. Guan Zengbin handed him the evidence one by one, and told him how to check it. The little brother was very serious and wrote everything down in a notebook.
After finishing these things, it was already twelve o'clock at noon, just in time for dinner. The wife of the old village chief brought us a pot of delicious dumplings, served with a few stir-fried vegetables, which smelled delicious.
The old village head said with a smile: "My wife, you can't do anything else, this cooking is a must, everyone should try my wife's cooking."
The little brother seemed to be very hungry. He picked up a dumpling, dipped it in a little vinegar, put it in his mouth and began to bite. While eating, the little brother said: "Not bad, what kind of stuffing is this, it feels delicious."
The old village chief's wife smiled and said: "Really? It's good as long as it's delicious. I fried these dishes, but I didn't make these dumplings. When I got up today, I saw someone in our house. There is a large bowl of wrapped dumplings on the window sill. They must have been delivered by neighbors or something, as long as they are delicious."
The neighbors in Tougouzi Village have a good relationship. Maybe they knew that we were going to eat here at noon, so the neighbors sent dumplings.
While talking, several of us also picked up a dumpling and tasted it. It was really delicious and tender. It's just that I don't know what kind of meat is used. I feel that I have never eaten dumplings with this kind of filling.
The little brother smiled and took another one, took a few bites, he felt something was wrong, and immediately spit out the dumpling.
"What's wrong?" The old village head's wife asked anxiously, "Isn't it delicious?"
The little brother shook his head, and while pulling the dumpling skin away with chopsticks, he replied: "It's not that it's not tasty, but it seems that I don't know what to eat, it's a bit awkward."
While speaking, the little brother had already pulled the dumpling wrapper away.
The few of us looked at it intently, and everyone was stunned when we saw it, and we were all speechless.