Qin Hao chuckled: "What's so weird? Can there be monsters that eat people? Also, I've told you many times, don't call me sir. It sounds awkward, so just call me Qin Hao.
Bar……"
The two looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.
"In this case, I will become brother Qin Hao, so let's get closer to him."
"Yeah! Okay, then I'll call you Brother Hu Yong!"
This man, named Hu Yong, looks to be four or five years older than Qin Hao. He is now a second lieutenant in the army and works in the Military Department of Kunming City.
The other person next to him is about the same age as Hu Yong, and they both know each other. His name is Zhang Yiming, and he is a deputy squadron leader in the Armed Police Force with the rank of lieutenant.
From the moment they picked up Qin Hao at the airport, these two were Qin Hao's little followers.
Now, these three people have come to Bailin Village to investigate a very strange case. This case is so strange that it even makes people feel creepy. It seems that there is something evil in this village.
Under the leadership of two policemen, Qin Hao and the other three arrived at the village committee and met with the village secretary and village chief. When they heard that the three of them were here to investigate a previous missing person case, the village secretary's face seemed to change a little.
The village chief, on the other hand, had a calm look on his face, as if he was telling the other party: "Check it, check it! Check it as you like, but I won't help you or anything..."
Qin Hao showed no emotion on his face. After a brief chat with the village leaders, the three of them were arranged to stay at a farmer's home in the village.
Of course, Qin Hao would not be stingy if he lived in a farmer's home and would give them a certain amount of money as compensation. He couldn't live and eat for free, right?
The money Qin Hao gave was indeed a bit scary compared to the income here, which made the couple of the farmer feel embarrassed.
If their family had not had two houses, the village leaders might not have arranged for Qin Hao and the others to live in their home. But this time, the family could be said to have made a lot of money, and Qin Hao was indeed generous.
In the afternoon, there was not much to do in the village. Although there was a TV, the sad thing was that there were only a few channels that could be received in this place. The three of them were bored, and there were no other entertainment venues.
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Qin Hao, who was bored, wanted to go out alone, ask questions, find out about the situation in the village, and do something to investigate the case. If he could solve the case this morning, he really wanted to solve the case quickly and leave this place without eggs.
A broken place...
While walking in the village, Qin Hao saw an old man holding a bamboo pole and walking tremblingly. Step by step, his steps were very small. It seemed that each step was three times smaller than the steps of a normal person.
Qin Hao walked over and wanted to say hello to the old man.
"Hey! Old man!"
The old man paused for a moment and looked back doubtfully. The direction the old man turned back was to the left, but Qin Hao was on his right...
He looked back and found that there was no one there. The old man muttered strangely: "Alas! As we get older, we are prone to hearing hallucinations. Alas..."
Uh... Qin Hao twitched at the corner of his mouth. He chased after him in a few steps, walked up to the old man and asked, "Old man, you didn't hear it just now, it was me calling you."
The old man's dry skin makes people look a little scary. This old man is too thin. He is about 1.6 meters tall, which is not short, but his body seems to be skin and bones, weighing less than 90 kilograms.
"Young man, are you calling me?" The old man's head was shaking tremblingly. Qin Hao laughed: "Yes! Old man, what are you doing with a bamboo pole?"
The old man glanced at the bamboo pole in his hand, handed it over and said, "Young man, this is a bamboo pole, not a pre-fishing rod for fishing!"
Alas! Old people, you are old, you can understand! You can understand! Qin Hao is very patient...
"I didn't say this is a fishing rod. I asked you, what are you doing?"
The old man shook his head: "Hey! I told you, this is not a fishing rod. I don't have a fishing rod, how can I go fishing? I'm not going fishing, I'm not going fishing..."
Qin Hao was really helpless, but he was indeed very patient with the old man.
"I didn't say you went fishing, I asked you, what are you going to do?" Qin Hao amplified his voice a few times, hoping that this time the other party could hear what he said clearly.
"No, no, I've already said it. I'm not going fishing, so why do you still say I'm going fishing? In our area, let alone rivers and lakes, there isn't even a ditch. The whole village has to go several miles to get water.
We have to go out to fetch water. For the wells in the village, we have to dig one well and drain one well. As time goes by, the digging becomes deeper and deeper every month. Alas! It becomes increasingly difficult to draw water from the well..."
Hmm!~Qin Hao didn't know how to communicate with this old man.
"Okay, uncle, I won't disturb you anymore. Whatever you want to do, just go ahead!" Qin Hao shouted loudly, and the old man nodded. Qin Hao thought that the other party understood, but what the old man said next
One sentence almost made Qin Hao collapse.
"Young man, thank you for your kindness. I don't need your help to dig the well. I won't be able to dig out any water..."
Qin Hao directly chose to give up communicating with the other party. When talking to such an old man, the two people talking about things were completely irrelevant. No matter how much he yelled, it was in vain!
The old man stopped talking to Qin Hao and walked towards the village entrance bit by bit with small steps.
Qin Hao originally wanted to leave, but looking at this old man, he always seemed to have a look of anxiety and a look of expectation on his face. What's going on?
Seeing this, Qin Hao decided to follow him to see what was going on.
"Hurrying", the old man walked to the entrance of the village, found a big stone pier, carefully sat on it, put the piece of bamboo next to him, and took out a small knife from his arms.
The old man picked up the bamboo, used a knife to cut it lightly at the front of the bamboo. Suddenly, the expression on the old man's face changed, as if he became very satisfied, and there was a hint of evil on his face.
Evil smile.
Qin Hao felt a little incredible and watched from a distance.
The old man seemed to be very happy, one time, another time, another time...
The outer skin of the bamboo was peeled off piece by piece, and the old man enjoyed it... Just like this, an hour passed unknowingly.
The old man is still peeling the bamboo. The first half of the bamboo is about half a meter long. It has already peeled off a layer of skin. You know, bamboo is very hard. Use an ordinary knife to peel bamboo. Most people
I'm afraid it won't be that easy if you do it for the first time. This old man seems to be very skillful.
The old man was still peeling the bamboo happily, not noticing any movement on the side. Qin Hao stared at him like this for more than an hour, but the other party didn't even react at all, and didn't even raise his head. He just kept going, piece by piece.
Cut down the bamboo skin.
"Peel the bamboo? What is this for? Does this old man use bamboo as bamboo shoots for cooking?" This idea is so ridiculous that even Qin Hao himself doesn't believe it.
After watching for more than an hour, the old man finally peeled off the entire bamboo skin. There was a sense of satisfaction on his face, as if he had just completed something that made him happy.
At this point, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel something was wrong. What was wrong? Without thinking much, Qin Hao saw the old man stand up tremblingly, put away the knife, and walked step by step in the direction he came from.
Went back, it looked like he was going home.
And what puzzled Qin Hao the most was...the old man spent more than two hours peeling off the skin of this piece of bamboo, and in the end he just didn't want it anymore.
After the old man walked away, Qin Hao walked over, picked up the piece of bamboo, and began to fumble with his hands. There was nothing special. He just peeled off the skin of the bamboo. For such an old man
, can actually do such detailed work? And this is not something ordinary people can do.
He gently held it, hard bamboo! Of course, it was hard bamboo with the skin peeled off, and Qin Hao quickly chased after it.
When he caught up with the old man, the old man still didn't notice Qin Hao, who was already beside him.
After patting the old man with his hand, the old man turned back. When the old man saw the bamboo in Qin Hao's hand, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "You...what are you doing?"
Qin Hao smiled warmly: "Old man, you just forgot to take away your things. Here! I brought them for you."
The old man slapped Qin Hao's hand and immediately began to snatch the bamboo from Qin Hao's hand.
Qin Hao was surprised as to why the old man did this.
What the old man did next made Qin Hao even more confused and even felt incredible.
The old man originally wanted to go home, but now he angrily turned around with the bamboo in his hand, and hurriedly walked towards the entrance of the village, still taking very small steps.
Qin Hao followed the old man. The old man looked a little sulky and ignored Qin Hao. Maybe he didn't even notice that Qin Hao was still following him.
It was still the big stone pier. The old man sat on it, took out the knife again, and carefully began to peel the bamboo again.
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Looking at the old man's focused expression, Qin Hao frowned. There must be some problem behind this. What is going on?
About two hours later, this time, because the outermost layer of hard bamboo skin has been peeled off, the inner layer may be relatively easier to peel off, so the time is faster.
The old man put the bamboo quietly on the ground and looked around, as if he was afraid that someone like Qin Hao would come to pick it up again.
Qin Hao was hiding far away, so he was not discovered by the old man.
When he saw that there was no one around, the old man felt relieved. He put away the knife with peace of mind and walked back home step by step...
This time, Qin Hao did not go up to pick it up, but several people came from outside the village. Some of them saw what the old man had just done from a distance, but no one of them seemed curious, and no one touched the old man's discarded things.