I'm not a genius detective

Chapter 82 The First Family
How can you be sure your son's death was an accident?

Fangzhou's last words stunned Cao's father and made Cao's mother, who was sitting there carefully picking vegetables, look up.

Perhaps the option of "non-accident" wasn't even in their minds, but now that someone has brought it up directly, it has caused them to feel a brief moment of confusion.

After a long pause, Cao's father finally reacted and angrily shouted, "Drowning in the river, what else could it be but an accident? Are you police officers just bored? Get out of here, get out of here!"

When her husband spoke, Cao's mother lowered her head again, engrossed in preparing lunch.

Legal education and publicity is a long and arduous task.

Judging from Cao Kexuan's parents' reaction just now, it's not clear whether there's anything wrong with Cao Kexuan's death. They simply believe that his death was accidental and has nothing to do with anyone else—not even the police.

As for whether Cao Kexuan might have died under non-accidental circumstances, I never even considered that.

People with low cognitive abilities tend to think about problems in a simpler way and don't dwell on other random or complicated things.

“Mr. Cao…” Fang Zhou wanted to say something more.

"Who called the police? Are you bored? Get out of here, get out of here, we don't welcome you!" Cao's father started to shoo people away, and began to make physical movements.

Fangzhou waved for everyone to step back, and he followed suit until they were outside the gate, where Cao's father closed it.

The on-site legal education was not very effective, and the family members of the deceased could not be treated too harshly. Fang Zhou stood there for a while and thought about it. Finally, he decided to go to the village committee first.

It's easier to chat with people you know.

The villagers have low awareness of the law, but surely the village committee can't be without legal awareness either?
"Walk."

Fangzhou led the team to the village committee's location. After knocking on the door and entering, they found the place to be empty, with only a man sitting in front of a dilapidated desk.

The man looked to be in his thirties, wearing a jacket and jeans. He was watching TV shows on his computer in the middle of the day when he had nothing to do.

Fang Zhou revealed his identity, and the man quickly asked everyone to take their seats.

After a brief chat, Fangzhou learned that the other person's name was Wang Zhenzhou, the top leader of Weijiazhuang Village, who had been working in the village for three years.

"I'll be transferred in the second half of the year; the higher-ups will be replacing me," Wang Zhenzhou said with a smile.

Before even asking any questions, the other party proactively mentioned leaving, which sounded somewhat deliberate to Fangzhou.

"We came to Weijiazhuang Village because of Cao Kexuan's death," Fang Zhou said bluntly.

Wang Zhenzhou didn't seem surprised: "Oh, I know, the Cao family's grandson drowned while fishing on his way home from school the week before last. The funeral has already been held... Want some water?"

After saying that, he got up to get the kettle.

"No need," Fang Zhou stopped him. "Wang SJ, I want to ask, what should we do immediately if someone dies unexpectedly in the village?"

Wang Zhenzhou: "Call the police."

Fangzhou looked at him without saying a word.

Wang Zhenzhou smiled helplessly: "Team leader, you don't need to look at me. I wasn't involved in this at all. It was all the villagers' own decision."

My activities are confined to this small office.

Fangzhou was a little confused and looked the other person up and down: "Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Wang Zhenzhou calmly replied, "I can't control it."

Fang Zhou frowned. This guy gave him the feeling that he knew everything, but didn't get involved in anything.

Are they just loafing around, waiting to die, and doing nothing?
What are you doing in Weijiazhuang Village?
Since you've come to Weijiazhuang Village, you should be able to find an easy, low-paying job elsewhere, right? The wages aren't high anyway.

"Where exactly did Cao Kexuan fall into the water?" Fang Zhou asked.

Wang Zhenzhou: "I don't know."

ark:"……"

How did you get this position if you don't care about anything and know nothing?

As Fang Zhou pondered, he looked at Han Ling behind him. The two looked at each other, and the latter asked, "Who's in charge of Weijiazhuang Village?"

Wang Zhenzhou shifted his gaze and smiled, "Wei Shoushan."

Han Ling raised an eyebrow: "Village chief?"

Wang Zhenzhou nodded: "Yes."

Two questions made Han Ling stand up, walk to Fang Zhou's side, and whisper a few words to him.

Fangzhou immediately understood.

Who has the final say in the village, Wei Shoushan or Wang Zhenzhou? In principle, it's Wang Zhenzhou, but in practice, the situation can be quite different in some villages.

Wei Shoushan's power comes from the villagers' election. His election as village chief shows that he has a high level of prestige in terms of family, economy, and social relations.

Simply put, they are the most capable people in the village, or the richest person, or the head of a large family.

Such a person's influence in the village far exceeds the responsibilities assigned by the system, and also surpasses that of Wang Zhenzhou.

Wang Zhenzhou was an outsider, sent by his superiors. Villagers would usually seek help from Wei Shoushan first when they had problems, and there were probably many of Wei Shoushan's confidants even within the village committee.

Normally, if Wei Shoushan didn't want to cooperate with Wang Zhenzhou's decisions but instead outwardly complied, he could simply use his influence to make the villagers passively implement them, and then the decisions would not be able to be successfully implemented.

The saying goes: Wang Zhenzhou's nod is not as good as Wei Shoushan's shake of the head.

Wang Zhenzhou naturally lacked popular support in Weijiazhuang Village, making it easy for Wei Shoushan to mobilize public opinion.

This is a case of being sidelined.

No wonder Wang Zhenzhou was acting so slacking off today.

I may have tried hard before but failed, so I just give up and leave when my term is up.

Going to higher authorities won't help in this situation. If you're incapable of managing the village, what's the point of having you? Replace you!
"Excuse me, please continue."

Having understood this, Fang Zhou stopped talking and stood up to leave. "Take care," Wang Zhenzhou said with a smile throughout, his main goal being to avoid offending anyone.

As soon as I stepped out the gate, a group of villagers blocked the roadside; they arrived very quickly.

The leader was an elder, with a young man in yellow standing beside him.

Fang Zhou glanced at the crowd and already had a premonition that the investigation would not go smoothly.

To be honest, he was a little flustered at that moment.

Having grown up in the city with a comfortable life and a good family background, the cases I've handled in recent years have been relatively simple. Even if the cases themselves are difficult, there are no obstacles to them.

All we need to do is keep our heads down and investigate. At most, we'll have to confront and risk encountering suspects who resist arrest.

He had never encountered a situation like this before, where a large group of villagers had gathered with ill intentions.

After all, Fang Zhou is only twenty-seven years old, very young, and not particularly experienced in society.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a pang of nostalgia for Hu Lihui and Ji Bowei.

"Mr. Wei Shoushan?" Fang Zhou asked.

Wei Shoushan, with his beard bushy on his chin and sideburns, nodded with a smile: "It's me. I heard that a police friend of yours has graced Weijiazhuang Village with his presence, so I came to see if I need any help. May I ask what you can do for me?"

Fangzhou: "Investigate Cao Kexuan's death."

Wei Shoushan's smile remained unchanged: "That child drowned while fishing. The body has already been sent to the funeral home for cremation. What are you investigating?"

Fang Zhou: "You said he died of illness, right? How did Mr. Wei know that we already had clues about him accidentally falling into the water?"

Wei Shoushan: "A friend at the funeral home has already called me."

This old man is very composed; he has lived for so many years, and his experience is something that young people cannot match.

Fang Zhou: "Then may I ask, who sent Cao Kexuan's body to the funeral home? Who submitted the fake funeral permit? Who made the decision?"

Wei Shoushan looked behind him and said, "The Wei family and the Cao family both have them. How about... our two families go with the police? It's not many, just a few dozen people."

Fang Zhou's lips twitched. When villagers band together to fight, it's difficult for the police to handle.

The cremation at the funeral home is not important at the moment; the criminal investigation team needs to go to the drowning site immediately for investigation.

"I want to know where Cao Kexuan fell into the water," Fang Zhou said.

"I don't remember the specifics," Wei Shoushan said, then looked at the younger generation again, "Do you remember?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Fang Zhou frowned: "Mr. Wei, you are highly respected in the village. Please cooperate with our investigation. Also, you are deliberately obstructing the investigation. Could it be because there is something wrong with Cao Kexuan's death?"

Wei Shoushan raised his withered hands and shook them: "Officer, you can't say things like that. We just don't want our peaceful lives to be disrupted. If you investigate, it will take you ten days or half a month to finish, and it will affect the villagers."

Fangzhou: "It's unavoidable that the villagers will be affected, but that's not a reason to abandon the investigation. According to the law, those who die accidentally need to..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man in yellow standing next to Wei Shoushan stepped forward: "Can't you understand human language? Do you have to say it outright? The village doesn't welcome you!"

Fang Zhou glanced at them coldly.

At this moment, Han Ling finally couldn't hold back any longer and stepped out from behind Fang Zhou: "Insulting the police will be punished with detention of up to five days or imprisonment of up to three years, depending on the severity of the offense."

"This is a warning. Try swearing at me a second time. Come on, let me hear it."

After saying that, he took the handcuffs off his waist.

Tong Feng and the others also stepped forward, glaring angrily at the young man in yellow.

Judging from the appearance, the young man in yellow must be Wei Shoushan's junior.

The village beneath their feet is Weijiazhuang Village, which means that as long as the family does not fall into decline, the Wei family must be the largest surname and the largest family in the village. Wei Shoushan is also the village chief. The young man in yellow probably has never been bullied in the village since he was a child.

This is very dangerous.

Just because you act like a tyrant in the village doesn't mean you can do the same outside the village. The problem is that you might not realize this, or you'll really suffer a great loss if you run into a brick wall.

With so many people watching, could the young man in yellow really stand it? He took two steps forward and pointed at Han Ling: "You..."

Before the young man could utter a single word, Han Ling grabbed his wrist and twisted it, then kicked him hard in the back of the knee with his left foot, sending the young man's knee slamming into the ground. At the same time, Han Ling exerted force with his palm.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... Let go! Grandpa! Grandpa!" he cried for help.

Han Ling looked down at the young man's pained profile: "Who gave you the courage to obstruct police enforcement?"

After saying that, he raised his head slightly and looked at Wei Shoushan: "Old man, the younger generation has a terrible temper. They need to be properly educated. Otherwise, it will be too late if something really happens. You can continue to maintain your current attitude. Do you really think the police can't do anything to you?"

The other party's understanding wasn't much better; a village of just over two hundred people, dared to go against the police?
Let alone Qingchang City, the Gu'an District Public Security Bureau alone, including its subordinate police stations and auxiliary police, has at least 5,000 officers. Even a fraction of them could raze a village to the ground.

This doesn't even include the absolute force used by the special patrol police brigade.

What were they thinking? Were they out of their mind? It can only be explained by ignorance.

Or perhaps, they have something to hide.

Fang Zhou watched quietly, his expression cold and stern, and did not stop them.

Wei Shoushan glanced at the pleading young man in yellow, then at Han Ling, before calming the villagers' agitation and saying, "It was my attitude that was the problem. I apologize. You want to investigate where Cao Kexuan fell into the water? Fine, I'll have someone take you there."

Han Ling released his hand.

Once freed, the young man in yellow quickly distanced himself from Han Ling, changing his behavior immediately and not daring to even look at him. He was clearly a cowardly fellow with a fierce exterior but a weak heart.

"Tianyong, you take them there."

The young man in yellow was a little confused: "Huh??"

(End of this chapter)