Twenty Years of Corpse Hunting in The Yellow River

Chapter 400: unredressed injustice

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After listening to the guide, I asked him to go back first. I will take care of the things here.

I went to the yard alone. This small village is almost deserted. There are only a few old people who are going to die. They still live here. The small village is lifeless, and it makes people feel a little gloomy in broad daylight.

When I arrived at the small courtyard, I saw that the courtyard door was not closed tightly. Through the crack of the door, no one could be seen for the time being. I yelled outside, but no one responded.

Could it be that all the people here are gone? I thought about it, and I think it should not. There are many scattered strongholds on the human road. Po Yun will not stay in one place for too long. She has to deal with affairs, but Po Yun has left, and other people will not go with her. .

"No one!" I increased my voice, but still did not respond.

I thought, the people here might have gone out and haven't come back yet. I can only wait outside.

After waiting for an hour, there was no half figure on the road in the small village. I couldn't help but ran down the road and walked back and forth.

Another hour passed, the sky was approaching dusk, and those people still hadn't returned. At this time, I really couldn't help but turned around again and went back to the small courtyard.

When I returned to the small courtyard, I felt that there should be something wrong with Po Yun who arranged these people here. Human roads are usually in densely populated places, and most of them will not come to a small deserted village like this where birds do not shit.

This time, I walked straight into the yard, wanting to see if the things in the house were cleaned up. If they were cleaned up, it means that people must have left.

There are a total of five rooms in the small courtyard. I walked to the main room, and the door was open. When I pushed it casually, a strong blood flowed over.

This bloody air numbs my scalp. The sun has set, and the room is dim and dim. I don’t know what is going on. I hurriedly took out the ocean fire I was carrying with me, struck a bright one, and wanted Look for oil lamps.

However, the moment the fire flashed, I was stunned.

There were five or six people lying in the room, all dead, blood stains everywhere on the ground, tables, chairs and benches were beaten up and down.

Obviously, there was a fierce battle here, people died here, the murderer brought the door and left.

My head was a big circle, and I found the overturned oil lamp on the ground. The oil lamp was broken. I barely straightened the wick and lit it.

Under the shining of the oil lamp, I looked at these five or six people. They were all beaten to death by heavy hands. The murderer's fists were very strong and powerful.

These people are very face-to-face. I haven't seen them before. Just looking at these people, I can't see the origin of their identities.

I suddenly felt a little flustered. No wonder I waited here for a long time and didn't wait until the other party came back. It is very likely that all the people left by Yun Po died here.

After looking around for a while, I exited the house. I just got my foot on here. Suddenly, I heard a series of hurried and brisk footsteps coming from outside the yard.

Immediately afterwards, several figures rushed up to the wall, just in time to see me standing at the door of the main house holding the lighted oil lamp. Afterwards, a figure whistled, and the courtyard gate was pushed aside with a bang.

More than a dozen people rushed in from outside, and there were more than a dozen people, including those who climbed up the courtyard wall. This group of people rushed into the yard, and immediately someone dispersed and gave me to the left and right

Blocked.

A long and honest middle-aged man walked in after the crowd and looked at the situation in the yard, and then turned his eyes to me.

"who are you?"

"Who are you?"

This down-to-earth middle-aged man saw me ask a rhetorical question, stopped talking, and waved gently to the people around him.

Two people around came out immediately, and dexterously looked around in a few rooms.

"nobody."

"Let's take a look at the main house." The middle-aged man glanced at me again. Although he didn't say much, I could feel that the other party was very wary of me, and there was a faint hostility in his eyes.

Someone came to me, before they got up the steps of the main house, he suddenly bent down and picked up a small cylinder as thick as a forearm from the corner of the steps.

This small cylinder is made of bamboo, like a grasshopper cage, with several ventilation holes.

"It's the third bird's small tube." After picking up the cylinder, the man took a look and recognized it.

Hearing what he said, I understood a little bit. This kind of small cylinder may be used to hold birds. Such birds are generally relatively small, fly very high and fast. If there is an emergency or important information transmission, they can be used as homing pigeons, much faster than homing pigeons.

The few people who died in the house felt that the situation was not good when they might be in danger, so they let out the birds of interrogation. It's just that the journey is a little far away, and the people who received the call didn't rush over until this time.

"And... there is also a smell of blood." The person who picked up the cylinder sniffed his nose, his face changed slightly: "What a strong smell of blood!"

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone involuntarily took a step forward. The middle-aged man waved his hand suddenly, and someone immediately came up and blocked me at the door of the main house.

Two other people rushed into the main house from behind me. This is not my home, and I have no reason to stop them from entering.

At this time, I faintly felt a little bad. I don't know if I was too unlucky. I happened to find it here, and I happened to meet such a thing. The murderer had escaped before I came, but by mistake, he blocked me here.

"Everyone is dead!"

The person who rushed into the main room yelled, and then the few people around pulled out their knives one after another. The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and seemed to believe that I was the murderer.

The corpses in the room were lifted out one by one. The middle-aged man went over and looked at it. Suddenly, looking at one of the corpses, his hand trembled slightly.

"The second child is dead..." A man bent down, inspected the body, then raised his head and said to the middle-aged man: "He was killed by a heavy blow, and was fatally wounded in the chest. He died for about three hours."

"That means they died just as they released the messenger bird."

"That's right." The autopsy examiner said: "A person can't come back from the dead, but business matters."

"My brother has a hard life and I can't blame anyone." Although the middle-aged man said this, when he looked at me, his eyes seemed to be breathing fire: "I don't care who you are, first hand things in. Come out and talk about other things."

"Something? What is it?"

"You have to pretend to be confused, I have my own way to fix you." The middle-aged man's tone is no longer right, and it seems to be suppressing the resentment in his heart. The corpse mentioned by the autopsy just now is mostly his brother.

My heart sank, thinking that this unlucky thing really happened to me. I immediately explained to the other party and explained the ins and outs of the matter.

As I said, I regretted it. If I just got here and opened the door directly, nothing would be lost. At the very least, I can pull the reporter to prove it.

However, just because of his delay, two or three hours passed in the middle, and there was no personal testimony in the two or three hours, and now the whole body is not clear.

Sure enough, after I finished explaining, the middle-aged man obviously didn't believe it, but just sneered and looked at me.

"Completed?"

"What is there to edit? Your post-mortem also said that these people have been dead for more than three hours. If I am really a murderer, if I kill someone, I will not leave. Stay here and wait for someone to be arrested? "

"It's not that you don't want to leave, you are looking for something." As the middle-aged man spoke, his men carefully searched the courtyard in and out.

A person came over and shook his head at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said: "The murder will naturally be calculated with you. If you want to get a whole body, take it out by yourself!"

"I don't know what's there."

"You really don't know? Do you really want me to give you something?" The middle-aged man then sneered again: "Yuding furnace."

"Jade-top stove!?" This time, it was my turn to be taken aback. After the jade-top stove fell into my hands, I didn't dare to carry it with me, and the stove was temporarily useless, so I put the stove in Yang's house first. village. It has been so long, if it weren't for the middle-aged person to say so, I would have almost forgotten the jade top stove.

His reminder made me feel surprised. The jade-top stove is an ancestral artifact of the golden bell. There is only one in the world, and there is absolutely no possibility of a second jade-top stove. If you talk about the jade top stove, it must be the one I kept in Yangjiazhuang.

"Jade Top Furnace, how could it be in your hands!?"

"You ask me? I still want to ask you!" The middle-aged man obviously couldn't bear it anymore, and the people around were also fiercely waiting for their mobile hands.

When I saw that I was going to do it, I hesitated, but I was not afraid. Anyway, I am no longer the country boy who was slaughtered by others before.

I'm just afraid that there will be a fight like this, so I don't know much about it.

"Wait first!" I stretched out my hand and said, "I rushed here from the Meng's house. People in the Five Elements Hall know what I'm doing. If you don't believe me, you can go to the Meng's house and ask him. I'm here to find out. Mrs. Yun's."

I guess this is a stronghold on the human road, so middle-aged people must also be on the human road. Since they are people on the human road, it is impossible not to know Po Yun, so she was brought out to quell the immediate crisis. , And then slowly think of ways to make things clear.

I'm pretty sure, because Po Yun has a high status on the human road. Most of these people have to take orders from Po Yun. At least I reported Po Yun's name, and they won't do anything here.

I thought it was very good. However, after I finished saying these things, although the middle-aged man hesitated for a while, he immediately returned to his original tone, sneered, and said: "This matter, no matter who you move out, will Useless!"

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