Yu Lanchuan: "What did you say?"
"It may be more than that." Han Dongsheng continued, "Master Yu was young at that time, I don't know if I still remember it. About ten years ago, a flour factory in Xiaogang Village in the neighboring province exploded, and a total of 18 people died. It started out as an accident."
Yu Lanchuan was not impressed. When social media was not popular, it was difficult for regional news to leave an impression on people, so he asked, "Isn't it an accident?"
"No, they later found two... two and a half corpses, the other parts were either scorched or blown up, only these two corpses were attached to the head and neck, all of which were slashed on the neck with a knife. The murder weapon was very Sharp. The wound is like the kind of arc drawn by a painter, three inches and two minutes long, not much, not much."
The heating was a little dry, but Yu Lanchuan could hear a chill in his voice.
"Little Yu, you have to know that it's not that easy to draw a three-inch and two-minute arc on paper, let alone slashing someone's neck with a knife." Han Dongsheng paused, then added, "I remember that at that time, the living seniors gathered in the 100th courtyard, and everyone said that this was the handwriting of Wan Muchun."
Yu Lanchuan subconsciously retorted: "That's not necessarily true, right?"
Han Dongsheng looked at him in surprise.
Yu Lanchuan thought for a while: "In this house of 804, before you moved here, there were a few people who called themselves the 'Wanmuchun' genre, and it looked like that, so it can be seen that there are quite a few people pretending to be them. of."
"I've also heard people say something about the previous tenant of this house. But that's different." Han Dongsheng said this, and shuddered softly, "I saw it with my own eyes. The wounds on the neck of the corpse were traced separately on the paper, almost completely overlapping."
Yu Lanchuan has practiced the Hanjiang Qijue until now, but he still doesn't know what level he belongs to, and the few "reference objects" around him are also loose-looking things.
He had never seen such a miraculous "craftsmanship" before.
The two stared at each other for a moment.
Yu Lanchuan thought to himself, "It's too outrageous."
"That year, Mr. Chun had already passed away, and the little girl upstairs was less than ten years old. It is impossible for the old and the young," Han Dongsheng said, "Wan Muchun is in a line. In Shan Chuan, only Wei Xiao can have this kind of skill."
Yu Lanchuan felt that it would be a bit strange to insert a sentence "Is there DNA to prove it" at this time, but he still felt that if the basis for the judgment could not be used as judicial evidence, then the basis might not be rigorous enough.
Yu Lanchuan: "Did you catch this Wei Xiao later?"
Han Dongsheng: "This kind of elusive professional killer is basically impossible to catch. Wei Xiao hardly shows his face in front of people. If he does, you don't know if his face is real or fake."
"I thought the human skin mask was a legend."
"The 'human skin mask' mentioned by the police officers and the others is of course a legend, but there are still clever disguise techniques, and the naked eye can't tell the authenticity, but neither you nor me." Han Dongsheng said, "This is This kind of people commit crimes, not even a fingerprint or footprint will be left. Surveillance can't take pictures, they won't go where the police can find out, they will hide in the crowd after killing people, leaving only a unique stunt on the scene. As proof of collecting money from the gold owner. The homeless person who passed by you on the street may be a killer who just washed his hands."
That is to say, if the person cannot be found in the first place, and if they are found, it will be difficult to have evidence to prosecute him.
Han Dongsheng: "When Mr. Chun was alive, he had already announced that the sect would wash his hands in a golden pot and quit his old business. Of course, we are not police officers, and we have no control over whether Wei Xiao obeys his teacher's orders or not. But he died that day at his hands. Most of the 18 people here are local villagers who came to work during the slack farming period. The farthest place they have gone in this life is the county seat. Among them is the youngest son of the flour mill owner, who is just under 12 years old. This is really a bit I'm mad. But despite this, Elder Yu and Gang Leader Yang are still reluctant to come to a conclusion. Elder Yu said that he watched Wei Xiao grow up, and he didn't believe that Mr. Chun would raise such disciples as a person. But Some people come to make trouble every day, and that martial arts conference turned into a pot of porridge, and they all said that Wan Muchun should be removed from the 'five musts'."
Yu Lanchuan remembered what Mr. Yang had told him, and asked, "Is it because this Wei Xiao offended a lot of people when he came to the martial arts conference before?"
"Guild Master Yang told you?" Han Dongsheng nodded, "Wei Xiao came to the martial arts conference for Master when he was young. Some people didn't like him, and they made an appointment afterward... Actually, it is normal for young people to have an appointment, just to learn from each other and click What happened so far, Wei Xiao said that he turned his face and turned his face, and made a ruthless hand on the spot - back then, there was no medical condition, and if it was abolished, it would be abolished. Wei Xiao also made a grudge with a group of friends. , also met with Lao Yu and the others in private, and never made public appearances again, Wan Muchun's reputation has not been very good since then."
He was also "invited" by Yu Lanchuan without commenting, saying in his heart: The one who flirts first is cheap.
All those who have nothing to do and look for something to fight after the tea party have their faults and deserve to be beaten.
"I couldn't stand the anger of the crowd. Old Yu issued the order of the leader of the alliance, but I heard from the elders that in the end the old leader of the alliance did not have a final conclusion, saying that the eighteen people in the flour mill were killed by Wei Xiao, and he was the leader of the order. It's a 'question', that is, shouting at Wei Xiao across the air. If it wasn't for him, let him quickly reply to the letter, so as not to ruin the reputation of the sect." Han Dongsheng said, "But Yu Lao did this, and the other party responded a little bit. nor."
"A few years later, there was a civil strife in the gang, and Wan Muchun's people stepped in. Only then did Lao Yu know that Wei Xiao was hiding in Yanning, so he couldn't have heard of the leader's order. If there is any truth in it, he should have come to see Old Yu. Silence is tantamount to acquiescence."
Yu Lanchuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that when he ran away from home and was kidnapped in the back alley of a mud pond by himself, he was causing trouble for his grandfather, and Gan Qing's rescue of him was actually causing trouble for his own adults.
"and after?"
"I heard from the seniors that although the people who did the work were from Wan Muchun's family, they could see that their skills were still shallow," Han Dongsheng said, "and he was a little bit... um, he was too lively, and he didn't dare to hurt people, so he should It wasn't Wei Xiao himself, maybe his little apprentice was naughty. Although Elder Yu was disappointed at this time, he still wanted to protect Wei Xiao, so he dealt with some traces in private, but he didn't expect the police to find the body of a dog. , and we also have people who are not strict with their mouths. They didn't cover things up, and they still spread. As far as I know at the time, many people wanted to dig three feet into the ground and dig Wei Xiao out. , but the old alliance leader is pressing on it, these things are done in private, and they don't dare to make a big splash."
Yu Lanchuan's heart tightened: "Have you found it?"
"Then I don't know." Han Dongsheng shook his head, "During that time, my father was dying, and the family's affairs were in turmoil. The people who were there have all stopped, and the atmosphere of the martial arts conference has gradually become less tense, and I have heard rumors that Wei Xiao is dead."
For so many years, Yu Lanchuan has been worried about how the little girl would be hurt because of him. At the same time as she was relieved, she was somewhat annoyed because of the black history in her hands.
He didn't expect so much involvement behind such a small matter.
If Wei Xiao really died, if the cause of Wei Xiao's death was really related to the vendetta in the rivers and lakes—
Then... Does Gan Qing know? Did she know that it was because she was nosy that she brought these incidents? Has her master's grievances with others implicated her? How did she do it with her hands
Why did she appear on the gang's site today? Is it just to get rid of them
Why did Brother Liang be so daring and dare to organize hooligans to attack the police, so frightened when he saw her
Suddenly, Yu Lanchuan had the urge to fidget and wanted to go out to find Gan Qing immediately.
After seeing what she said, he hadn't made up his mind yet, but he had to see her right away.
So he stood up immediately and said goodbye to Han Dongsheng hastily.
However, Han Dongsheng suddenly stopped him: "Master Yu, all my friends are here to help me, I'm not a talkative person, you can rest assured. The less people know the origin of the girl upstairs, the better, the martial arts is not as good as it seems. Stop."
Yu Lanchuan was stunned for a while, then raised his legs and left.
Gan Qing's phone was turned off, and the last one in the circle of friends was updated three days ago.
Yu Lanchuan went upstairs and knocked on the door of 1003 first. This time, Ms. Zhang Meizhen was annoyed by his knocking, and shouted at him through the door: "I didn't come back! I don't know! You can ask my nephew! It should be written in the next rent contract. Come on, don't fall in love with your neighbors."
Yu Lanchuan didn't care about fighting with the arrogant old lady, took a car, and went straight to the "God's Will Crayfish" in the back alley of the mud pond.
The dream of Xingzhi next door was locked, Yu Lanchuan glanced at it, and broke into the smoky kitchen.
"What!" The waiter with a pot of soup almost ran into his arms, "Who are you looking for... Hey!"
"Little Master Yu?" Meng Tianyi was not in the back kitchen. He just came back from the outside with a lot of thought. When he looked up, he looked at Yu Lanchuan in surprise, "How do you..."
"I'm looking for Gan Qing." Yu Lanchuan grabbed him, "It's urgent."
Meng Tianyi dodged slightly and said, "Ah... she? It's so late, haven't you come home yet? I think she locked the door of the store... "
"What door is locked, she didn't open it today!" Yu Lanchuan interrupted him, lowered his voice to a whisper, and whispered in Meng Tianyi's ear, "She dressed herself up as Wei Xiao today and broke in In the presence of the Xingjiao Gang, in front of the police, I removed a hand from the leader of the Xingjiao Gang!"
Meng Tianyi's expression changed when he heard the words "Wei Xiao", and when he heard the last sentence, he was sweating.
Yu Lanchuan's voice was pressed between his teeth: "I guess she wanted to unload something else. She was stopped at that time, but the scene was too chaotic. Afterwards, if you missed her eyes, the person disappeared. You want me to find her. , or will the criminal police find her in the future? Boss Meng, let me ask you again—she, where is she?"
Meng Tianyi's eyes jumped nervously for a while: "No. 707... She went to the 707 bus on the opposite side of the road, and the last stop was Dongjiao Cemetery... When she went there by herself, she didn't like others to follow... Xiao Yu Lord!"
Yu Lanchuan has disappeared.
A few days ago, there was a snowfall in Yanning. It is said that there are about tens of millions of them in total, which is similar to the population of Yanning. Anyway, no one saw it. It turned out that they all fell in the eastern suburbs. A thin layer of hoarfrost fell on the lawn of the cemetery, and the water vapor breathed out by the unfading pines and cypresses formed a thin layer of mist, cold and moist, and densely drilled into the cracks of the bones.
The innermost light was broken, and no one had repaired it for a long time.
At this time, this figure is really more like a ghost.
The name on the tombstone is engraved with "Health Changsheng".
Wei Xiao was a name that made people tremble, while Wei Changsheng was just a very talkative cook.
The second-hand bicycle he rides is still a woman's, and his feet are always a little hard to stretch. When riding the bicycle, his back is slightly arched, and he pedals very slowly, waiting for his little girl to jump on the back seat... It was okay when I was a child, big The back seat of this car is very thinly welded, it is just a decoration, not for people to use. When Gan Qing was twelve years old, he crushed this thing and sat directly on the rear wheel. On, very self-esteem.
The unfortunate master laughed and leaned against the wall next to her, making her cry a lot, and swore to practice Qinggong hard.
… did not practice anything.
Master is an old-fashioned "fraction-only theory". She remembered that when she was a child, he was willing to teach kung fu. When she was a little older, he would not like to teach. All day long, he knew how to hold a calculator and compare her with the brat next door. It was almost impossible to dig out a trick or a half from him, and he didn't seem to be expecting her to be successful.
When Gan Qing was a child, he secretly wondered if he was afraid of "teaching the apprentice to starve the master to death". The villains in the martial arts novels who did not treat their apprentices as human beings were not as stingy as him.
"I'm still a half-hearted person without a master leading the door." Gan Qing brushed away the pine needles that fell from the tombstone. She had been standing here for an unknown time, and a layer of dew had fallen on her body. She put on the hood of her coat, and she Lifting his legs and walking out, "If you don't work well and die in someone else's hands, then it's all your fault..."
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of Song Bolin, wrapped in a fierce wind, and caught her in a blink of an eye.
Late at night, the cemetery, the dark lights, the lonely gravel road, and the two rows of tombstones staring at her with half a smile... She just finished speaking ill of the dead.
Rao is Gan Qing's daring, almost scared to have a heart attack, "Ow", blurted out: "Master, I was wrong!"