Merchant of the Underworld

"Yes!" I nodded and said, "Why did he take away Boss Diao's head? He just wanted to pay homage to his son! This is the road leading to the funeral parlor."

Zhang Xiaoai and Luo Yang nodded one after another, admiring my inference very much. It seemed that the truth about the three cases that happened in the early morning was finally revealed.

But there are still no clues about the other four cases.

But at least it proves that my previous judgment was correct - the case is still related to femininity!

The three of us left the rice field and just got into the police car when Zhang Xiaoai's phone rang.

As soon as she picked it up, a roaring voice came from the other end of the phone: "Tell me what's going on? I didn't have any clues about the previous murders, why are there so many more in a row! Criminals How arrogant is he? Does he still see me as the police chief and you as the criminal police captain? Does he really want to turn Qingjiang City into a slaughterhouse? "

"I'm telling you! I have just issued a military order to Secretary Zhang of the Municipal Party Committee. If the case cannot be solved within three days, I will put it to death! Get out of here and don't slander the People's Police."

"Yes!" Zhang Xiaoai bit her lip and replied loudly: "Huang Bureau, don't worry, within three days, I promise to solve the case! Give you and the citizens of Qingjiang a satisfactory answer."

"Okay! Then I'll be waiting for your celebration party."

Zhang Xiaoai put down the phone, looked at me, and asked pitifully for help: "You heard me, I really don't have time!"

"It's us!" I said, "This is no longer a simple murder case. Once it involves evil spirits, it's not just your own business."

Immediately, I turned to Luo Yang and said: "Officer Luo, you said earlier that Qin Weiguo has a sister. Check her address immediately. We will rush there now. She is now the biggest suspect!"

"Okay!" Luo Yang responded, quickly took out his mobile phone and asked his colleagues to help him look through the files from two years ago.

After a while, the information came back: Qin Weiguo's sister is Qin Mengmeng, she is fifteen years old and lives in Qinjiatun, a suburb in the north of the city.

At that moment, we decided to divide our forces into two groups. Zhang Xiaoai and I first went to Qinjiatun to check and feel the situation; Luo Yang returned to the police team and dispatched special police to surround the village.

After Luo Yang got off the bus, I bought some cigarettes, wine, and fruits on the roadside, and then rushed all the way to Qinjiatun.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, we parked the police car in a small forest three miles away from the village. Zhang Xiaoai took off his police uniform jacket, pretended to be a couple with me, and walked towards the village.

This village is very big, with more than 200 families living closely together.

There is a temple built at the entrance of the village. The green bricks on the temple wall are mottled by wind and rain. There is a shabby horizontal plaque hanging under the eaves. The writing has long since peeled off, but it can still be vaguely read. It says "Bao Gong Temple" "Three big words.

The temple door was tightly closed, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside. However, when walking past the door, there was a scent of sandalwood that hit my nostrils. It seems that the ancestral hall is still used by people and the incense has not stopped.

Not long after we entered the village, we saw a few old ladies sitting under a big willow tree, busy with their sewing, enjoying the cool air and chatting.

"Auntie, is this Qinjiatun?" I stepped forward and asked.

"Yes." A fat lady put down her work, glanced at us, and said enthusiastically, "Whose family are you related to?"

"Oh, I have a comrade named Qin Weiguo. I haven't seen him for a long time. I came here to see him today." I said, shaking the gift in my hand.

"Looking for Weiguo?" Another lady stood up and said, "You don't know anything about it?"

"You know what?" I pretended to be confused.

"Weiguo died two years ago." The fat lady from before sighed: "He was delivering goods in the city and kindly helping people, but he was stabbed to death by a group of hooligans! Oh, the dead one It's so miserable, I heard that he was stabbed more than twenty times, and not a single piece of his internal organs is intact."

"Ah?" I exclaimed in exaggeration. I let go of my hand, and the cigarettes, wine and fruits fell to the ground: "How...how could this happen! Then, is there anyone else in his family?"

"He also has a sister." The aunt continued: "These are two poor children. They have lost their parents since they were young. But his aunt is kind-hearted. Although she is also ill, she still manages to raise them both. But Weiguo The year he returned from the army, his aunt also died of illness, and now his sister Mengmeng is the only one left."

"This... ugh." I shook my head slightly, pretending to be helpless and said: "Auntie, take me to see him. Wei Guo is my good brother, and his sister is also my sister."

"Okay." The aunt was very enthusiastic and quickly walked in front to show me the way. Zhang Xiaoai also quickly picked up the gifts scattered on the ground, and glanced at me sideways, as if to say: "You did a good job in this play."

My wife Yin Xinyue works on the set every day, so naturally my acting skills are not bad either!

I can't figure out what Qin Mengmeng's condition is now. If she has been possessed by a Yin spirit and controlled her mind, judging from the ferociousness of the Yin spirit, she will definitely be difficult to deal with. If we go there so rashly, there may be some danger. Therefore, pretending to be Qin Weiguo's comrades, let's find out the truth first. At least Qin Mengmeng will not preconceptions of us as enemies.

As she walked, the aunt said: "You are here just in time, please give this girl some good advice! Since Wei Guo left, she has been crying every day. Alas, they are both good children. If one is gone, the other one must be good. Living is not.”

I nodded repeatedly, pretending to be extremely sad, and remained silent.

Following the lead of the enthusiastic fat lady, we finally came to a small courtyard after walking around the village.

There is a wooden fence surrounding the courtyard, and some seasonal vegetables are grown inside. Three or five ducks are lying under the pear tree in the corner of the courtyard, quacking silently. A long string of bright red peppers hangs from the eaves of the dilapidated red-tiled house. This looks like an ordinary farmhouse.

"Mengmeng, we have a guest at home!" The fat lady shouted loudly as she pushed open the courtyard door.

With a creak, the door opened and a little girl walked out.

The little girl was very tall, but very thin. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had cried just now.

"Mengmeng, this is your brother's comrade-in-arms." The aunt didn't want to mention the sacrifice of Qin Weiguo again. After the introduction, she said to me: "Then... you guys chat, I'll leave first."

"Thank you, ma'am!" I said gratefully.

Zhang Xiaoai stuffed the fruit in his hand, and the aunt took it half-pushed and turned out of the door.

"Hello, Mengmeng, I am your brother Qin Weiguo's comrade-in-arms." I took two steps forward.

When she mentioned Qin Weiguo, her eyes suddenly turned red and she almost cried again. She quickly covered her mouth and pushed open the door with one hand.