Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 233 Death

   Thinking of what the man said, Xiaolan leaned over and observed the village chief’s body carefully.

  The head of the village is in his fifties or even older. The gullied face is now a dark blue-purple, his turbid eyes are round, his hands are curled up on his chest, and his five fingers are spread out as if he is scratching something.

  "Big brother, why did you say that the village chief was killed?" Xiao Lan asked, grabbing the village chief’s neck and looking at the few scars on it.

  The man realized that this "big brother" refers to himself, and he quickly bowed in fear and said, "Oh, two masters, what kind of big brother am I? You can call me the sixth..."

   then pointed to the corpse of the village chief and said, “I carried the village chief down. At that time, there was only the wife in the house, and the wife saw it. The death of the village chief was so miserable that he was appointed to die reluctantly..."

   "This is wrong, it may be that he committed suicide halfway through regret." Jasmine interrupted first, and Xiao Lan nodded.

"Impossible! Brother Huo, Brother Huo... he can't commit suicide!..." The village mayor's wife stared beautifully, her chest undulating violently, "Brother Huo knows... he absolutely, absolutely cannot commit suicide! "

   Seeing that his wife had a strong reaction, Xiaolan hurriedly asked, "Why are you so sure?"

Madam   's chin began to tremble, her eyes filled with a faint mist, and she finally clenched her lower lip and said nothing.

   Seeing that his wife refused to answer, Xiaolan changed the question, "Then did you hear anything last night?"

Mrs.    breathed a sigh of relief, sniffed and said, “I’ve been sleeping late, and it’s already bright when I woke up. I had a nightmare last night and I didn’t hear anything.”

   "It's weird. You said that the village chief was not committing suicide, but you didn't hear anything." Jasmine glanced at his wife questioningly. "You don't say anything, tell us what to investigate?"

Madam    flushed for a while, and looked helplessly at the sixth person standing aside.

   "Master, the village chief, he... how to put it, he must have been killed by someone else. If you see him hanging on a beam like that, you must also..."

   "By the way, why did you bring down the village chief's body?" Jasmine's sharp eyes swept over Lao Liu, "What is your relationship with the village chief's house?"

The old sixth's face turned green suddenly, and he hurriedly waved his hand in a panic and helplessly, "What can I have to do with the village chief? I just got up in the morning and went to the field. I only came in when I heard my wife shouting. I don't know anything... …"

  The two fell silent.

After a while, Xiaolan raised his hand and made a pause gesture, "Let us discuss it first."

Mrs.    and Lao Liu nodded, Xiaolan pulled Jasmine aside and asked in a low voice, "What do you think is the situation now?"

   "We may have to solve this case before we can go back," Jasmine akimbo, and glances back at the wife and the sixth child who are looking at them. "It's not easy to find who the murderer is...I think it is not easy for them both."

   Xiaolan is noncommittal, "Do you have any thoughts on the case?"

   Jasmine bit her lower lip, and put her arms around her chest, "Anyway, they must have something to hide from us. They have to pry open their mouths."

   "I prefer to go to the villagers to find out first," Xiaolan said in a low voice, "If they are not prepared to say things easily, maybe they will gradually have clues in the investigation."

   Jasmine had no objection, and asked, "What about the corpse?"

   "You have to take a good look at the corpse, they can't tell, we have to rely on us."

  The two of them have finished counting, and turned and walked back to the wife and the sixth.

   "Don't worry," Xiaolan said with her hands behind her back, very calmly, "We will check this out."

  "Check it?" The sixth child didn't seem to understand what Xiaolan was talking about. "It's not anxious, Master, what time do you think it is scheduled to be done?"

  The two said in unison, "Faith?!"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" The sixth man looked at the two with a puzzled look, and the wife was so stunned that he forgot to shed tears. "Aren’t the two usually ask first before preparing for the transcendence? It's just that this time I can ask. A little too much..."

  The so-called "Master" turned out to be really just a "Master".

  The two of them blinked, and the thoughts of the discussion just now were completely wrong. What is needed here is not the truth, but a ritual that surpasses the village chief.

   "This... when is it usually done?" Xiao Lan stammered.

"When is the usual time?" The sixth man raised his eyes as if reminiscing, "The last time Uncle Huo Gang and his son drowned in the river, I remember that the two of them performed the memorial service the night after they discovered Xiao Gangzi. Of...Master Fengmu, don’t you say that the sooner the ritual is done, the better..."

  The sixth man said and bowed his head slightly at Jasmine.

  Jasmine knew her current name, turned her head to look at Xiaolan, "Then we too..."

  Xiaolan changed his heart and asked Mrs. Xiang, “What do you think, Mrs. Is it suitable for us to do it as soon as possible in our current situation?”

The wife was gently wiping her tears with a handkerchief. Hearing what Xiaolan said, she didn't look at Xiaolan, but her face flushed slightly, "I don't even understand this kind of thing, but if you can let Brother Huo rest in peace as soon as possible. Ok."

After confirming the attitude of the family, Jasmine proposed to observe the death of the village head closely to choose a different plan for super-planning. The two did not refuse. When Xiaolan approached the bed, his wife quickly stood up and avoided it. The handkerchief always covered her. in front of.

The two rolled up their sleeves and started the autopsy. Because of their gender, they just flipped through the deceased’s sleeves and trousers. Nothing was unusual. Just as Xiaolan was about to lift the deceased’s shirt to check his abdomen, the lady behind him suddenly coughed violently. Up.

   "What's the matter?" Xiaolan turned around halfway, and asked with her face sideways, "Madam is uncomfortable?"

"Oh-my bones, as soon as I arrive... at this time, I will...cough cough cough..." The lady held her forehead, frowning slightly, "This is also one of the reasons why I want to move to that big house. If the environment is better, it will... ahem... it will help..."

  "Then you go and rest," Xiaolan lowered her body again, "We will check it out for ourselves."

Mrs.    stood awkwardly on the spot, looking at the sixth person on the side, and then at Xiaolan.

  "The guest is still there, how can I be a master to hide and rest, nothing more, I didn’t...cough...it’s okay..."

  It didn't look like it was okay, but Xiaolan didn't care about that much. When he and Jasmine took apart the belts of the dead and lifted his shirt, the sixth child also spoke.

   "Two masters, otherwise, let's just do it. You two also said that there are too many things, and there is no good... That's what it means. Madam is not healthy. My wife will send the two back to the old house."

  Speaking, he walked to the side of the curtain and raised the curtain to signal the two to leave.

   Xiaolan and Jasmine saw that this was an expulsion order, but did not insist too much. They clapped their hands and left the room. Behind them, the wife's cough sounded like seeing them off.

  (End of this chapter)