The Underworld Detective

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I quickly spelled out the skeleton. Since it was not spelled for others, as long as I understood it, it was very random. Song Jie asked with a crooked head, "What is this spell? Is your friend's name? "

I found some strange things from this bone, and Song Jie asked again, "Hey, do you have a girlfriend?"

"What do you say so much?" I said helplessly.

"Speaking, don't be afraid of me." Song Jie grumbled.

I stuffed the bones into the jar, put it back in the grave, filled the soil and covered the turf intact, so it was almost invisible from the outside, and then went to open the second grave. A word. "

I replied mysteriously: "Since silence is better than sound!"

"Cut, sell again!"

After checking the three bones in the same way, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and I wiped the dirt road on my hand: "I have figured out the truth."

"What's the truth?" Song Jie asked.

"The truth is why a corpse came out of thin air. The first two altars I just tested lost two ribs and the third altar lost two spines ..." I looked around: "If I guess correctly, The bones under each grave here are missing a few bones, and these missing bones will eventually make a complete person! "

Song Jie covered her mouth and said, "Don't you talk in this tone, okay? Why is it so scary to me, why do you spell someone out?"

I said, "Isn't this obvious?"

Song Jie stomped and shouted, "How obvious, I don't understand."

I sighed and explained to her that there was a body in the banyan tree, which showed that there was an empty grave in the cemetery. In order not to be found, the killer took one or two bones from each corpse, and emptied a corpse out of thin air.

Song Jie said in shock: "Who would do such a thing!"

I laughed: "What you should ask is, who can do this kind of thing? The village has access to the bones of the dead, and there is only one person who will not be suspected of hiding the next two bones, and that is ..."

At this moment Song Xingchen suddenly lowered his voice: "Someone is coming!"

I was surprised for a while, who would come up the mountain deeper in the middle of the night, and the three of us immediately found a place to hide.

I saw a light spot in the distance walking slowly up the mountain, walking very slowly. That light spot was a flashlight. Our eyes were dazzled by light, and we could not see who was coming.

The man came to a grave, knelt down, set the flashlight aside, took out the paper money from his arms and started to burn, and said, "I'm coming to see you again, brother XX. I hope you can give birth sooner, don't tangle It's on me. "

This sound is familiar, not someone else, it is Granny Yan!

Her voice was very vague, and the distance was too long for me to understand the first two words.

Song Jie lowered her voice and gave me a thumbs-up: "Song Yang cousin, you are really expecting things, the murderer is her!"

I desperately snorted.

The girl's voice was sharp. Although Song Jie's voice was not loud, in this deadly night, Granny Yan heard a little bit of movement. She stood up anxiously, and looked around, "Is that you? I was Helpless, don't look for me anymore, look for that person! "

It seemed that she was ashamed. I wanted to jump out to question, but in this environment, Granny Yan was old and scared to death, that precious clue was broken, and I planned to visit the door again tomorrow.

Granny Yan was a little scared and picked up the flashlight and slowly went down the mountain. We didn't come out until she disappeared on the mountain road, and I said, "Go, look at that grave!"

We came to the grave, and some paper money ashes remained on the ground. I used the previous method to pull out the earthen jar inside, and fell to the ground, exactly like I guessed. This skeleton was made up of other people's parts, but the skull was missing, probably because of the skull. It's too big to take away.

I just want to say a word of admiration, how can I use this method to conceal the sky and make a corpse stiffly.

Song Jie asked doubtfully: "What's the point of doing this?"

I said, "Of course it makes sense. Someday, the bones in the banyan tree are found. Someone will definitely think of coming to the graveyard for investigation. When you open it, all the bones are inside, you cannot determine the true identity of the dead. Identify the deceased. "

Thinking of this, I said, "The person who sealed the banyan tree as a **** tree is also Granny Yan?"

Song Jie nodded: "Yeah, the cloth on it was hung by herself, do you think she is a murderer!"

I shook my head: "Maybe, yes, whose grave is this?"

There was no tombstone in front of the grave. Song Jie looked at it for a long time and said, "This must ask my mother. The graves on the mountain are arranged by generations and elders. Just look at the genealogy."

At this moment, footsteps approached, and the comer didn't even light up. Song Xingchen immediately pulled out the knife. When the man approached, she found out that it was Song Heting. She said, "You children, don't go home to sleep at night, which makes me worry about death."

I said, "Aunt, I found some clues. Do you know who this grave is?"

Song Heting waved his hand: "Let's talk tomorrow, it's all time, so go back to sleep!"

I quickly restored the grave, but I took the altar, and Song Jie asked, "What do you want?"

I said, "Be the evidence!"

Song Jie said in horror: "Ah, you have to put the dead at home, what to do with the ghosts."

I was funny for a while: "Who can attract ghosts?"

This corpse was "contributed" by dozens of people. Did dozens of ghosts come together?

There was no speech overnight, and the next morning Song Heting took us to the shrine and invited the genealogy. The genealogical tree is a yellowish scroll with dense names on it, and all the names in this village are on it.

Song Heting looked up the late Song family in recent years, and I suddenly saw a familiar name—Song Yang, and I was surprised: "How can there be me on this genealogy?"

Song Heting laughed: "Because you are the Song family."

I glanced at Song Xingchen and Song Jie and said, "No, this Song Yang is not me! I remember when Song Jie first met me, and said how there are two Song Yangs, and when we went out together She called 'Song Yangtang', but when I agreed, her response was a bit unnatural. So this person named Song Yang is actually ... "

I pointed at Song Xingchen: "You!"

Song Xingchen's eyebrows moved slightly, and this slight expression proved that I was right.

"That's right, Song Xingchen's genealogical name is exactly Song Yang. He changed his name when he was an adult. When Xiaojie was a kid, he called him Song Yangtang." Song Heting applauded: "Little Songyang, you really grow up One of the smartest heads of the Song family! "

I said, "Actually, I noticed that my grandpa's name was on the tablet. The aunt's name is exactly the same as my aunt's name. Is there any mystery in it?"

Song Heting explained: "In fact, there is no mystery, because our branch is the shadow of yours!"