"Hey yo hey hey hey hey, hey yo hey hey hey!"
The old Taoist shouted slogans while shoveling the soil under the ground again and again with a shovel.
Lao Zhang was doing the same thing next to him, digging in one shovel after another;
On a summer night, the two were already covered in sweat, and their clothes were soaked with sweat.
Zhou Ze was sitting on a stone pillar on the side of the road, smoking silently.
This situation has almost become a daily standard in the bookstore;
Of course, it is impossible for you to expect the boss to take the lead personally, and the bookstore employees are actually used to this.
In fact, the fact that the boss came here was touching enough.
"oops… … "
The old Taoist held his old waist, stopped, and spat on the ground.
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"Hey, Lao Zhang, can't we just call an excavator from Lanxiang?"
Lao Zhang shook his head and said, "No, that would make too much noise."
"Isn't it the same now?" the old Taoist said helplessly.
Lao Zhang stopped and glanced at the boss. There was a faint evil aura lingering around the boss's fingertips, enough to block the three of them from sensing that they were here.
Even if someone passed by here, they would not notice anything unusual here, so there would be no possibility of alerting the enemy.
This is actually the best cover-up. You may say that he may suddenly “reach the top” by chance, but sometimes he is so real and ordinary that you cannot see this.
"Let's dig more. We may find it soon," said Lao Zhang.
"My arms and legs are old, I need to take a rest first, otherwise you will dig a hole and bury me later."
The old Taoist sat down on the ground and wiped the sweat off his face with the sleeves of his Taoist robe.
His body was really weak, not to mention that he was almost shocked into Alzheimer's disease by the attack of the drought demon a while ago.
Old Zhang continued to dig with one shovel at a time, as if he didn't feel tired at all.
"I say, Lao Zhang, it's still early, you should take a rest. In the past, when I was working in the fields, I had to sit on the ridge to drink water and catch my breath."
"He's been buried in there for sixteen years."
"well."
The old Taoist sighed and said, "That little brother was quite peaceful when he was sent down. Perhaps he had let it go a long time ago. He was trapped here for sixteen years, but he didn't become a fierce ghost."
If an ordinary ghost were treated like this, he would have become an evil ghost long ago. The resentment accumulated over sixteen years should not be underestimated.
But he came peacefully and left peacefully, in a free and natural manner, which left a deep impression on the old Taoist.
"Old Taoist."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"You said."
"I'm a police officer. I feel bad after knowing this."
"Oh, it's not uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable. You were still young sixteen years ago. Besides, Tongcheng is such a big place, and you are not the city god, how can you know everything?"
"I was thinking, what would I do if I knew this 16 years ago?"
Lao Zhang's question made the old Taoist silent.
The old Taoist has been wandering for most of his life. He has experienced many things, many emotions, and many truths. How could he say that he doesn't understand them
In this world, there are not many absolutely good people, nor are there many absolutely bad people. Most people are muddle-headed and can be summed up in one word... confused.
But this question is too hurtful, and there is no point in discussing it. But after thinking about it, the old Taoist said:
"In fact, I believe that you would have helped him sixteen years ago."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
The old Taoist seemed to have caught his breath, and stood up again, ready to help Lao Zhang continue digging. He waved the shovel and pointed at the village boundary marker that had been dug over by the two men.
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“In the future, you can put up a sculpture here and add couplets on both sides;
On the left: The gentleman is righteous and his character will live forever;
Right: Birds of a feather flock together. "
"Haha, hey, I found it, I found it!"
Lao Zhang shouted, threw away the shovel and started throwing the ball with his hands.
There was a snakeskin bag underneath. After it was dug out, a fishy smell filled the air.
Fortunately, the three people present had all seen big scenes, and no one really cared about this.
"Hey, Lao Zhang, how are you going to explain to the bureau how you knew there was a person buried underneath?" the old Taoist asked curiously, leaning on a shovel.
Old Zhang was stunned for a moment.
Pursed his lips,
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"I went back to check the archives and found that the family of the deceased had reported to the local police station after the deceased went missing, saying that the deceased might be buried here because when the deceased went missing, a newly purchased boundary marker was being installed here."
The old Taoist licked his lips.
For a time,
I really don’t know what to say.
Zhou Ze stood up silently.
After taking a look at the excavated corpse,
road:
"Okay."
… … …
The police car drove into the village.
What a coincidence,
Today is the old village chief's 70th birthday.
Many guests came in and out.
Who knows, there may be some prominent figures among them.
There are a row of luxury cars with different license plates parked in front of the village chief's house. It is truly jaw-dropping.
The old village chief has three sons;
Daer City Office;
Er Er Construction Company,
He likes the little scoundrel the most and took over his father's job.
So, the current village chief of Chenjia Village is the youngest son of the old village chief.
The village chief's house was built in a magnificent style, with a series of banquets spread out in the yard.
In fact, this trend has been dealt a heavy blow in recent years. Even for ordinary civil servants, there is a limit on the number of tables they can hold at banquets, and special arrangements are not allowed.
Of course, this also leads to the situation where a wedding can be held for several days. There are so many tables today, so many tables tomorrow, and so many tables the day after tomorrow. Anyway, it does not exceed the limit, so just multiply it by the number of days.
But something like this, with no concealment at all, is really surprising.
I don't know if he didn't understand the spirit of it, or if he really thought of himself as the overlord of the area.
The police car came in with the sirens blaring.
But only one car came.
The rest of the people were arranged by Lao Zhang to blockade and control the area nearby.
In fact, it’s not that no subordinates have expressed their desire to come in with us, but in any case involving organized crime, they really have to worry that the other party will take risks.
But Lao Zhang refused directly.
The old birthday boy was sitting at the main table, listening to the younger ones coming up and saying auspicious words one by one.
Handing out red envelopes with a smile and enjoying family happiness.
The emcee was holding a microphone, singing passionate praises of the old village chief's great contribution and dedication to the development of Chenjia Village.
He dedicated most of his life to the villagers of Chenjia Village. He was the head of the family. He thought about how to make Chenjia Village rich and get rid of poverty day and night, and he was restless...
The bustling scene seems like a "dreamlike" ukiyo-e.
In contrast, there are the dry bones that have been buried under the boundary marker at the entrance of the village for sixteen years.
It was not until now that Lao Zhang finally understood the meaning of what his boss had said before: "God is blind most of the time."
The shrill sound of sirens broke the atmosphere here.
Lao Zhang walked down, followed by two criminal police officers.
The guests present were all looking at Lao Zhang and his friends, none of them understanding what had happened.
A bald man with a greasy face and a big belly came over.
He said with a smile:
"Hey, isn't this Captain Wu? What brings you here? Come on in, have a drink, have a drink. Thank you Captain Wu for giving me this honor."
Lao Zhang didn't know the person in front of him, but it was obvious that the other party knew him.
This is the eldest son of the old village chief. He works in the city government, but he is not a very high-ranking official.
But as what Granny Liu said when she entered the Grand View Garden: A single hair plucked from your body is thicker than the waist of one of us poor families.
The old village chief still sat there steadily, holding the hand of a great-grandson beside him, with the demeanor of a general.
Old Zhang ignored his eldest son who tried to get close to him, and directly took out the arrest warrant.
He said in a deep voice:
"Chen Jiade, Chen Shunkang, Chen Jianguo, Chen Jianbin, you are suspected of intentional homicide and have been approved for arrest by the public security authorities. Now, please come back to the police station with us to cooperate with the subsequent investigation!"
At the banquet, everyone was immediately excited.
It was the 70th birthday party, with the house full of guests, but the police came in and arrested someone. It was really a mixture of sadness and joy.
Most of the people inside were there to watch the fun, but there were also some who had some connection with the Chen family, and they became nervous at this moment.
Old Zhang stepped forward, took out handcuffs, and handcuffed the old village chief himself.
He noticed that the old village chief's youngest son was standing nearby with his fists clenched, as if he was restraining something.
Lao Zhang pretended not to see it.
To be honest,
He hoped that the other party would take action.
certainly,
It would be better to use a knife.
If I could come up with another spray gun,
That would be the best.
Perhaps, this is the biggest concession that Lao Zhang can make within the limits of his own principles.
What a pity,
The old village chief grabbed his youngest son's wrist and forced him to calm down.
immediately,
The old village chief stood up unsteadily.
His face was full of wrinkles. Although he looked relatively strong, he was unable to conceal the heavy marks that the years had left on him.
Everything is explaining,
actually,
He really doesn't have many years left to live.
"I had a dream last night. I saw him in my dream. Then I felt that something might happen today."
The old village chief clasped his hands together and placed them in front of Lao Zhang.
Very proactive.
Very proactive.
Really proactive.
"Did something happen to him?"
The old village chief continued to ask.
Lao Zhang narrowed his eyes and didn't answer, but this was actually a kind of acquiescence.
The old village chief laughed again.
“Sixteen years ago, he was fifty-two and I was fifty-four.
I am 70 today. If he were still alive, he would have celebrated his 70th birthday in two years.”
Old Zhang silently handcuffed the old village chief.
The old village chief was very cooperative.
Then he said:
"I've lived through what I should have lived through, and I've enjoyed what I should have enjoyed. Do you think I'm at a disadvantage
Not a loss, really not a loss, hahahaha… "