The Underworld Detective

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Faced with censure and criticism from everyone, I stared at the iron walnut for a few seconds, and then suddenly laughed, someone shouted, "He even laughed, it is almost inhuman!"

Song Jie shook my arm and said, "Court Song Yang, what's wrong with you?"

I sneered: "It's really overwhelming. There was no clue, but now it is."

I looked around and said unabashedly: "Some of you, listen to me. I already know your identity and purpose, and I'll get you out soon!"

Half of my words were bluffing. I captured their slight expressions on each face. One person quietly left like a thief, but unfortunately he didn't see who it was.

The village chief said, "Big nephew, this matter is getting more and more complicated. I'm afraid you have to take a trip and explain it clearly."

Someone suggested, "Please ask the patriarch to decide!"

The village chief waved his hands again and again: "No, no, we will handle this matter by ourselves. Do not disturb the patriarch Qingxiu, nephew, come with us!"

The village chief came over and took the iron walnut from my hand. I was afraid of leaving fingerprints and asked Song Jie to lend me a handkerchief to wrap the evidence carefully.

A bunch of people came over and surrounded us, for fear I would run away, I whispered to Song Jie: "Where is this?"

"The tea hall is the place where the village has always decided on the affairs of the tribe." Song Jie frowned, muttering anxiously: "I'm so anxious, why can't my mother come forward."

I asked, "What about aunts?"

Song Jie explained: "Oh, my mother is Wu Song's current head family. We don't need to be so passive when she comes."

I commanded: "Song Xingchen, you don't have to go with us, you can check who's killed the chicken tonight!"

In fact, the blood on iron walnuts is not human blood at all, but chicken blood. This trick is not clever at all. Now it is a good time for the whole village to go to the tea hall.

Song Xingchen promised to go. I followed the village chief and others to a two-story building with a simple style. As soon as I entered the house, I saw the plaque of 'Eternal Flowing Fang' hanging in the house. The children of the Song family stood on both sides.

The village chief asked, "Song Yang, tell me what you did today? Why were you on the scene when the fire broke out? How did iron walnuts get in your pocket?"

I said, "I went to see Granny Yan with Song Jie and Song Xingchen this morning and asked about a murder case in the village eight years ago."

"What murder?" The village chief asked.

I talked about the ficus hiding, and my mother-in-law's transfer of the package in a fifteen to ten, everyone thought it was incredible and debated for a while. The village chief patted the table and said, "When this place is, don't make noise! ​​Song Yang, you go on!"

I said, "A man in this village swindled to death eight years ago. He was probably trying to avoid something. When he returned, the only insider killed him and hid the body in the banyan tree. Granny Yan also had a relationship with the murderer, so she Two things were done to help the murderer, one was to piece together a bone, and the other was to make the banyan tree a **** tree, which made people dare not approach. "

The village chief said: "This is just your guess. How do you think this is murder?"

I straightened up: "If it wasn't for the murder, the murderer would have no need to do such a superfluous thing! The signs in the bones of the banyan tree were struggling, indicating that he was still alive when he was stuffed in."

This case was ordered by the patriarch to investigate. Song Heting, who had such a riot, never showed up. I vaguely felt that both the patriarch and Song Heting knew in this case, but due to some inconveniences, I borrowed the hands of an outsider to restore the truth.

This village must have hidden secrets!

The village chief muttered silently, and the person next to him said, "Don't break the topic, where is Granny Yan?"

I said, "I don't know, but if I let me check, I can find her!"

The man reprimanded: "You're still pretending, iron walnuts are clearly on you, you cut out of her belly."

"This iron walnut ..."

I was suddenly speechless, and the man had the upper hand: "You say, what happened to the iron walnut?"

Song Jie shook my sleeve and whispered quietly: "I'm not afraid of shadows, you can tell the truth."

I said lightly, "I don't know!"

What else did the man want to say? The village chief patted the table and said, "Enough is enough. Mother-in-law Yan's whereabouts are unknown now, catch the thief and loot, find her and decide!"

Song Xingchen came in from outside, holding a dead chicken in my hand, and I was delighted for a while, the village chief wondered, "Song Xingchen, what does this mean?"

I said, "The blood on the iron walnut is chicken blood, and it is relatively fresh, so I asked Song Xingchen to go to someone in the village who killed the chicken at night. The person who killed the chicken must have serious suspicions."

Then I asked Song Xingchen: "Who owns the chicken?"

Song Xingchen looked around, stretched out his hand, his fingers fell on the person who had just accused me, and the man panicked: "Village chief, their blood spurted, how could I do this kind of thing ..."

I asked, "What's your name?"

He said indiscriminately: "It's ridiculous, why did I go round and blame it on me? This chicken is my family's right, but I drink at Da Zhuang's house at night, Da Zhuang can prove it."

Another villager came out to confirm that he hadn't lied. It turned out that the murderer hadn't killed his own chicken. He was so cunning.

I picked up the dead chicken and examined the wound with the pupil of the hole, but when I saw some rust on the wound and tiny skin **** on the wound, I felt it was a blunt knife that had not been used for many years. I think this knife must be in someone's house, and even if you wipe it carefully, you can still find clues.

I suggested: "Village chief, I want to go to each house!"

The village chief frowned, and others began to make a noise again: "How did this kid play with the topic!", "Why are you talking about the iron walnut, how can you get on the knife again?", "The village is all his family, only he is Outsiders, he must have done it. "

Immediately I felt powerless. The most fearful thing in investigating the case was this situation. A very simple case was mixed with some miscellaneous people and turned into a pool of muddy water.

The village chief slaps on the table and yells, "It's quiet! Song Yang, there is no evidence to prove your innocence at the moment. If I let you go, it will be difficult to calm down the anger. I decided to monitor you softly and ask the patriarch tomorrow morning."

Immediately, two young men came over to arrest me. Song Xingchen and Song Jie stopped in front of me. Song Xingchen said coldly, "Who dares to touch him!"

The other side clenched his fist and said, "Song Xingchen, you are eating and eating now, don't you help your own family to help outsiders?"

Another said, "Don't forget that we are your elders. Do you dare to disrespect them?"

I hate biting my teeth. If this goes on, the case will never be understood and I will be involved. I suddenly launched Pluto's pupils. The two saw my eyes, screamed in shock, and hurried back, shivering, "No ... impossible, why would he have Pluto's pupils ..."

Everyone was also very surprised. The pupil of Hades has not appeared on the children of the Song family for hundreds of years, which is almost a legend.

The village chief said in awe: "Big nephew, what is your origin?"

I said, "Village chief, I'm just an ordinary criminal consultant. Things are so messy at the moment, it's better to be simple, call the police to come and find out what happened!"