In the field, the forensic doctor who followed him checked on the spot and frowned a little strangely.
It's not that I've never seen someone choke on their own vomit, but it's strange that this detective choked to death in a melon field in the middle of the night for no apparent reason.
The villagers nearby looked at them anxiously, their faces simple and honest, but also a little afraid of the officials.
Although they agreed to call the police, several villagers still took the initiative to clean up the things in the melon field before the police came. At least the suspicious pieces of flesh and blood were cleaned up by them.
If you add those things, you really can't explain the situation clearly with ten mouths, and you don't know what the village chief is thinking, and you have to let the police get involved.
Some villagers couldn't help but complain.
At this time, Xu Shuo, who was holding the little girl, circled around and came to the field again.
The police were surprised that the acting head of Qingliu Village brought a five or six-year-old child to the scene of the incident, but Xu Shuo had already decided that he would not let go until tonight!
The little girl was very well-behaved. She ate her snacks without saying a word. She just looked at these strangers curiously and looked at the things in the fields.
"Comrades, you have worked hard. Why don't you go to my place for a drink of tea and a break?" Xu Shuo said with a smile.
"Acting Village Chief, this matter..." The leading police officer turned his head and looked at the field.
"Let's talk as we walk." Xu Shuo didn't wait for him to finish speaking, turned around and left.
The three policemen and the forensic doctor looked at each other and nodded. After leaving one person to watch the scene, the others followed Xu Shuo and left.
The villagers looked at their backs, looked at each other, and a few whispered in low voices.
…
Xu Shuo brought people to sit in the ancestral hall.
Compared to going back to my own home, this place is closer. Anyway, no one usually comes to the ancestral hall, so such a big place is in vain.
"Acting Village Chief, including today's incident, your village has more than one problem. And the one who is in trouble now is an outsider."
Sitting in the lobby of the ancestral hall, three officials and family members drank tea and said meaningfully.
Xu Shuo hugged the soft little girl and said with a smile: "Actually, I came to you here because of these things. I don't know whether you believe it or not, but this is all caused by the monsters in our village."
"What kind of monster? You can't say this nonsense. I know your Qingliu Village is special, but everyone knows it's false." A police officer rolled his eyes, put down his tea and said: "Village Chief, let me make it clear to you first.
, the detective has a good reputation outside, so we can’t keep this matter private!”
"If we were going to hide it, we wouldn't have called the police."
Xu Shuo shook his head and sighed with a sad look on his face: "It's really because of this matter that I can't do anything about it."
After hearing what he said, the three of them looked at each other, their expressions still full of suspicion and distrust.
After all, in today's world, becoming a spirit has been banned since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Those mountain spirits and ghosts say that country people are superstitious, and there is absolutely no way they can take it seriously.
Then, Xu Shuo said: "Believe it or not, why don't some comrades stay and take a look tonight? I have been worrying about how to deal with that monster. Since you are not afraid, why don't you stay and help?"
"You're not going to do anything on purpose, are you?" The policeman looked at him suspiciously.
"When you catch that monster, you will know whether I am talking nonsense or not." Xu Shuo looked helpless: "If someone is really making up his mind, a few comrades won't be able to defeat him, right?"
"Hey, your provocative tactics are of no use to us!"
"I still have a jar of old wine at home that has been buried for more than 20 years and has not been opened. I don't know if it tastes good or not."
"You can't drink while on official business."
"The old man also collected a jar of Dahongpao..."
…
In short, these policemen were still kept by Xu Shuo, but they did not want to live in the village chief's house, but stayed in the farmhouse at the entrance of the village.
The detective's body was also moved out of the field, but the farmhouse refused to let such filth in, so it could only temporarily wrap it in a straw mat and leave it outside. It would be as miserable as it was.
And Xu Shuo looked a little sad when he saw the progress bar of the character stuck on the character who had not made any progress yet.
The original condition of "Zhang Shou" was to retaliate against Mr. Guo and make those things public.
The way "Akiko" fills up is quite special. It has been filling in slowly and automatically since it was turned on. But after he said that he would give up the starring role to Xue Na, he immediately filled up half of it. Find out who killed him.
After the murderer, it's all full.
But the progress bar of this generation of village chief doesn’t move at all!
I sent food to his father, but it didn't move at all. I also saw monsters at night, but he still refused to move.
Really difficult to serve.
Xu Shuo sighed and carried the little girl back to his home. He saw the female reporter sitting at the table in the living room, writing and drawing something.
When he saw him coming back, he didn't avoid him. He just raised his head and continued his own business.
It's really rare that when the police came, the female reporter didn't even go over to inquire about the news.
"What are you doing?" Since the other party didn't shy away from it, Xu Shuo naturally walked over and took a look.
"Acting Village Chief, what do you think is the reason for the appearance of 'Green Faced Fangs'?" The female reporter stopped taking notes, looked up at him with a smile, and then involuntarily focused her eyes on the little girl he was holding.
Xu Shuo raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
The female reporter looked away and continued: "When that thing attacked me last night, I found that it seemed to be unable to chase it out of the field. This was strange, so I did a little investigation.
"To tell you the truth, I found it operating in the Huang family last night. Since it can leave the field and go to the village to catch people, it means it is definitely not imprisoned there.
"Later I heard that there were some disputes among everyone in the village, and something happened more or less."
Having said this, she paused and looked at Xu Shuo again.
Xu Shuo took advantage of the situation and sat on the chair next to him, pressed his rough fingers on her notebook, followed the name to another person, and said: "If according to this relationship, the person below Old Man Huang should be Lao Zhang,
Because the two of them had a bad quarrel over the issue of water diversion from the fields."
"The person who has something to do with Mr. Zhang is Mr. Li, because he stole Mr. Zhang's family heirloom?" The female reporter then said: "When this incident came out, Mr. Li said it was done by 'Green Faced Fangs'."
In fact, the vase was sold the same day after it was stolen, so it was never found.
All the things the villagers did themselves were blamed on a legendary monster. Those rumors, said to be false, were actually true to a certain extent, but it was only human-made.
But as early as when they were trying to make money and make profits, the real "green-faced fangs" really came out.
People with different intentions have really given birth to "ghosts"!
The female reporter took a deep breath and said seriously: "So, if I guess correctly, all this was actually done by the villagers themselves, right?"
However, Xu Shuo did not continue to answer the conversation and said with a smile: "Before discussing this topic, why don't we first talk about what should be written in the publicity report about the village?"
Female reporter: "..."
She felt a hint of danger.
More importantly, even though we have already speculated along this line of thinking, why hasn’t the task been completed yet?
