The Underworld Detective

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Song Qinghe took a trace of belladonna toxin and pretended to be dead. When the consignee came, he naturally did not believe that there was such a clever thing in the sky. But when I opened the coffin, people did die, and they could only think they were unlucky!

Song Qingyang originally planned to kill Song Qinghe that night, and he didn't even realize it, but he didn't expect Song Qinghe to run back after he had finished his medicine. His brother and wife who happened to meet him suddenly became furious. In a hurry, Song Qingyang grabbed an ax and chopped Song Qinghe to death.

The two were frightened at the time. How could the body be taken away? Burial in situ will certainly be found. It happens that the banyan tree in the village has a hidden hole, the hole is facing up, and you can only see it when you climb up. The brothers often went in and played when they were young.

Song Qingyang stuffed his brother in and found that Song Qinghe was not dead when he moved. Song Qingyang added an axe and then sealed the hole with mud.

Sooner or later, the banyan tree's corpse hiding will be revealed. Besides, there is a custom of bone washing and burial in the village. After opening the coffin of Song Qinghe three years later, there will be no one in the coffin.

At that time, Song Qingyang had a huge sum of money, which was exchanged for 20 pounds of poppy cream. The two held desperate determination to find Granny Yan, confessed to this matter, and bought her with huge sums of money. If that didn't work, they planned to elope together!

Unexpectedly, Granny Yan actually tempted in front of the interests, and promised to hide this matter for them. So she regarded the banyan tree as a **** tree, secretly made a fake corpse, and exchanged this corpse with another corpse.

After the calm, Song Qingyang married Cuihuan. The two were nervous in the beginning for a few years, fearing that things would be revealed, but gradually found out that no one in the village had mentioned Song Qinghe, and they successfully concealed the sky.

Maybe it ’s God ’s retribution. Song Qingyang died unexpectedly a few years ago when logging, and Cuihuan became a widow. In order to prevent her mother-in-law from arguing that she volunteered to serve, she was secretly monitoring.

She never expected that after eight years, this incident was discovered by me. When I went to look for Granny Yan in the morning, Cuihuan had been eavesdropping. She was afraid that things would be revealed.

After listening, I sighed, "It's wrong again and again!"

Cuihuan said with tears: "If God gave me another chance to choose, I would still do so, because Qingyang is sincere to me and I love him."

A stone was suddenly thrown on her forehead, some blood was thrown, and a villager scolded angrily: "Skinny shameful **** woman!"

In a moment of anger, everyone picked up the stones, and Song Heting pierced his spear heavily and yelled, "Who dares! Don't you put me in your eyes?"

There was a horror of fear, and they slowly laid down the stones.

Song Heting walked towards Cuihuan and said, "Even if you really like Song Qingyang, you won't be able to cover up your crime of killing. Go back. I will know the patriarch Ming and decide what to do with you!"

Cuihuan knelt down and nodded to Song Heting, then slowly went down the mountain.

The village chief on the side had been sweating for a long time, and Song Heting's mouth smiled slightly, sweeping the faces and saying, "The ugly thing she just mentioned, a part of the crippled person stood up."

The village chief suddenly knelt down and said tremblingly, "Let the family handle it!"

A large group of people behind him suddenly knelt down. It turned out that almost half of the village had a share in the resale of poppy paste. The so-called tribe has beggars, and even families like the Song family have places to hide dirt.

Song Heting said coldly: "This matter is very implicated. It is the so-called law does not blame the public, and I will not pursue it again. But from now on, some people dare to use this matter to make a fortune, don't blame my mercy!

Everyone shouted ecstatically: "Thank you for being a family!"

Song Heting also said: "But you must explain to me the money you got from selling the ointment. All the money was used to repair the shrine, to support the orphans and widows in the village. If concealed, the family law will dispose of it."

The head of the village froze and said, "When my family is wise, I will definitely get lost and make up for it!"

Song Heting sneered, and the models went down the mountain. I caught up and asked, "Aunt, are you not drunk?"

"How do you say that?" She asked me with a smile.

"You already know that there are these cats in the village, but it's just inconvenient to point out that the case is just a matter of reason, just to clear up this evil." I said.

Song Heting nodded faintly: "Too many people in a family will inevitably have their own misfortunes, but it is inevitable to kill their parents and kill their parents. Many villagers rely on this to make a fortune in private. Although I know it well, it is inconvenient. The clean family style of the Song family will be gone. At that time, the ancestors and ancestors would not forgive me under Jiuquan. As the so-called water is clear, there is no fish. Alas, this family is really not good enough! "

Song Jie interjected: "Mom, you should retire early, I'll carry this banner!"

Song Heting smiled and nodded her forehead: "The beauty you want, you still marry a good family, don't drip this muddy water again."

Song Jie squinted and said, "I don't want to marry anyone!"

"My daughter is old. Sooner or later I will marry someone. What do you think of Song Yang's brother?" Song Heting asked.

Song Jie glanced at me and Song Xingchen, confused, "Which Song Yang brother?"

Song Heting smiled and didn't answer. I seriously calculated Song Xingchen in my heart. Can he and Song Jie's blood relationship get married? It seems possible.

At this moment, a young man suddenly came over and said, "As a family member, Cuihuan hanged himself in his house."

Song Heting replied lightly, "I see."

It turned out that she deliberately opened up the net so that Cuihuan could choose a dignified death method. Wu Song's family law is said to be cruel. Song Heting's wisdom is really foolish and I really admire it.

When we returned home, I was going to the bedroom, but was stopped by Song Heting. She sat up in the living room and said solemnly, "Song Yang, I have something to tell you!"

Song Jie said: "Mom, I'll go home first."

Song Heting said: "Song Jie, you stay!"

I saw Song Heting holding up a cup of jasmine tea, taking a sip, and said quietly, "Song Yang, your test is over. You are really capable and you can stand on your own and deserve to be Song Zhaolin's grandson!"

I rejoiced for a while: "Don't you need to see the patriarch?"

She shook her head: "Actually, the patriarch is just a guise. They haven't been involved in the world for a long time. It was me who sent Song Xingchen to protect you. I also gave you this test."

I said, "So, can I join the task force in the future?"

"Yes, but ..." She raised three fingers: "I have three conditions!"

"Aunt please say," I rejoiced.

"First, you can't leave for the time being, and marry your youngest daughter Song Jie on another day; second, you must continue the incense for the Song family within one year, and when your child grows up, you must teach your masterpiece skills; third Both Wen and Song merged. Since then, they have no longer separated. After meeting these three conditions, I promised you to take the risk! "

I widened my eyes. The first word she said was like a bombshell. Song Jie blushed to the ears: "Mom, what are you talking about? I ... how can I marry Song Yangtang?"

"Why not? You have been out of the five suits long ago, not relatives, and you are not so good?" Song Heting said.

Song Jie yelled madly: "It's all old age, and they even arrange marriage."

Song Heting slammed the bowl of tea on the table and sang, "This matter is very important. I can't tolerate your personal opinion!"

Song Jie's eyes widened in fright. Although Song Heting was usually a kind mother in front of her, at this time she seemed to be a majestic husband.

I said, "Aunt, I can't agree to these three conditions except the last one."

Song Heting sneered again and again: "This can't be for you, I have prescribed medicine on you, you must agree if you don't agree!"