Song Zilian was not serious about rummaging around. When Simon left yesterday, he specially took photos and told him where to put the wolf fur.
"You don't have to follow me. What you were doing before is now done well." Song Zilian felt that Song Lucun was always behind him, watching him eagerly.
"How can I do it without keeping an eye on you? What if you take advantage of me and frame me?"
"You don't have to worry about this." Song Jinghao turned on the camera function of his mobile phone, "I'm taking pictures. I will never wrongly accuse a good person, and I will never let a bad person go."
Song Lucun choked, Song Jinghao had already said that, and he couldn't say anything else.
Because Song Jinghao was the only one filming, everyone gathered together for every search, and the inspection was much more rigorous than before.
After searching the first floor, everyone went up to the second floor.
Song Zilian led everyone to search Song Lucun's bedroom first, and then everyone walked in. Song Jinghao found a location with a wide viewing angle and continued shooting.
Song Zilian searched the bedside and then opened the closet. He immediately discovered the clues Simon left for him.
"What is this?" He picked up an animal hair.
"It's just that the fur collar of the down jacket fell down." Song Lucun said casually.
"But I feel like it's a different color from the fur collar of your down jacket."
Song Lucun compared them, "I think the colors are different."
The crowd immediately aroused the crowd and began to search the wardrobe.
"This piece is a little prickly inside, please unzip it and take a look."
Suddenly, a piece of wolf skin fell down, and everyone was dumbfounded.
"Hurry up, catch Song Lucun, don't let him escape!" Song Jinghao said immediately.
In fact, Song Lucun's first reaction was not to run away at all. He just wanted to understand why.
"Impossible! I got this dress from the village committee office. I don't know what happened..."
"The evidence is conclusive, do you still want to say that someone from the village committee framed you?"
The people in the village would not accept such an argument.
Seeing that the matter was over, Song Zilian also planned to retire.
"Now that I've found it, I have to go back and deal with my affairs, so I won't bother you."
"Okay, little uncle, please go away."
Song Lucun looked at Song Zilian's calm expression and immediately knew that he had been tricked by him.
"Song Zilian is plotting against me. He must have put that piece of wolf skin in!"
Song Zilian paused and stopped at the door, while Song Jinghao threw the dress directly into Song Lucun's face.
"See clearly for yourself. These are the clothes you said the village committee gave you, right? I've seen you wear them before. There should be a number from the village committee on it. If you get it right, you'll know if it has been swapped."
After that, he took out the video he had recorded. Judging from the video evidence, the uncle didn’t take anything in his hands, so there is no possibility of killing you. You’d better give up the resistance and die happily.”
Everyone stepped forward and arrested Song Lucun directly.
Song Zilian breathed a sigh of relief and went downstairs.
Their plan was successful, and he wanted to tell Ji Xinyao quickly to make Ji Xinyao happy.
For Song Zilian, it was also a happy thing. Although he didn't care about Song Lucun's life or death, Song Lucun would not let go of Ji Xinyao after all.
Song Jinghao turned off the video and dialed his grandfather's phone number.
"Grandpa, it was Song Lucun who did it. He has been caught."
"No bones were found, only fur."
"Okay, I'll take him to the ancestral hall right away."
After he finished explaining, he looked at Song Lucun.
"You can't escape, stop struggling and leave."
Song Lucun is still wondering which link went wrong and why this thing is in his home.
But when he heard the word "ancestral hall", he immediately stopped thinking.
It's too late. If we go to the ancestral hall, everything will be over.
He must not sit still and wait for death!
Song Lucun immediately kicked Song Jinghao, rushed out of the bedroom before anyone had time to react, and used the broom next to him to block the bedroom door so that they could not come out. Just as he was about to run downstairs, he noticed
A few more people had already arrived downstairs. When they saw his figure, they immediately rushed up.
Song Lucun had no choice but to rush to the roof.
He has no way to escape, there is only one way.
Everyone rushed forward, and Song Lucun walked directly to the edge and jumped down.
He fell hard, but he was afraid that he would die if he was too late, so he could only hold on and escape.
Soon, people in the house also chased him out, shouting as they chased, "The murderer of the God of Fortune has been found! Everyone, come out quickly and catch him together! Catch Song Lucun!"
It was about the God of Fortune. The whole village ran out and chased Song Lucun crazily until Song Lucun ran to the hanging bridge.
"You have no way out. Just surrender and capture him." Song Jinghao warned.
Song Lucun sneered.
He will not be taken lightly.
Without thinking, he jumped directly down and jumped into the cliff.
Everyone was shocked. It was impossible for them to pursue him in the current situation.
At this time, Song Lucun fell into a bush, and the branches and leaves completely covered him.
He chose to jump down because he had chosen the spot. He didn't dare to move, and he really didn't have the strength to move.
Fortunately, the cliff is high enough and those people dare not come down.
After resting for more than half an hour, Song Lucun checked the things he carried with him. The phone was still there because it was in his trouser pocket and he was wearing a thick down jacket and it had not been broken.
He began to sort out his thoughts and find out where he made the mistake.
His men said that the lsk flashlight could reveal fingerprints and sweat. It seemed that the flashlight he got was fake.
That was really only possible in the hands of Ji Xinyao. They acted really well that day, pretending that they had escaped his custody even though they had escaped.
The fact that Song Zilian came to see him yesterday and then met Ji Xinyao later was also very strange.
It must have been that time... No matter how much he checked when he got home, he would never check the clothes he had worn.
So how did they get into his house? There were two locks on his house.
Song Lucun closed his eyes. He lost, but he was still alive, so he couldn't completely lose!
Anyway, he is already barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes, so he still has a way!
Song Lucun calmed down and waited until dark at night before climbing up the cliff in the dark.
People in the village went to bed early, so he could find a lot of medicine to treat wounds as long as he avoided the inspectors and went to the village committee office.
At this time, he suddenly thought of Ji Xinyao. It would be great if Ji Xinyao could help him deal with his wounds.
However, he is now on a life-and-death opposite side with Ji Xinyao.
After bandaging the wound, Song Lucun went to the broadcast room, turned on the computer, downloaded a software on the computer, connected the app on his mobile phone, adjusted the automatic start time and left here.
The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, the loudspeaker sounded in the whole village.
"I'm Song Lucun from Songjiacun. You idiots, you were all fooled by Song Zilian and the woman he brought. It was the two of them who killed the God of Fortune. If you don't believe it, you can use the lsk flashlight to go to their bathroom and take a picture.
, there will definitely be a big discovery, remember not to let the flashlight pass through their hands, and be careful not to drop the package. Song Xiren wants to protect them except me, but killing the God of Fortune is their sin, but you and the whole village have to bear it together."
Still at night, this sound woke most people up.
"Hahaha. By the way, let me give you another surprise. I copied a video file into the computer in the broadcast room. The culprit of the fire in the Song family is Song Zilian. This monster has no hope for our surname Song. He