Daqing Criminal Division

"Most of the inspectors are sent to the hall, Yu Hou, or use their relatives as public servants. The family members go to each other, gather neighbors, and protect the army."

"Calling for the first sign, paving the way for security, paving the grass and stepping on the road, rushing first to see the corpse, etc., are all harassing the villagers. This is the most harmful, and we must refrain from it."

—— "The Collected Records of Cleansing Injustices"

On the first night in Songyang, Duan Xiao had a decent place to rest.

Duan Yuanbao is a child's family, and he has to go to bed after dark, but usually at night, it is when he, a father, starts to work seriously.

"Are we going to live here from now on, Father?"

Duan Yuanbao asked him.

"Well, how's it going?"

Duan Xiao replied.

"It's okay, it's much better than before, it seems that there is finally a place where I can lie down and sleep well."

The little baby said this very plainly.

This Yizhuang in Songyang County is obviously small, dilapidated and poor everywhere, but it is also the best place for him to live with his father since he was born.

In the past, the two of them just wandered around, and Duan Xiao was often looked down upon because of the injury on his face.

The life of the two of them is also hard-pressed, although they rely on doing some case work for the states and governments to earn money.But every once in a while, his father would take him away.

"And you like this place, Dad?"

Duan Yuanbao thought about asking him.

"What do you think?"

Duan Xiao bowed his head and replied.

"I don't know. In your eyes, this world seems to be the same everywhere. It's dead or alive, and I don't see that you really care about anything."

"Father, what exactly are you looking for?"

Duan Yuanbao muttered silently, Duan Xiao didn't say anything in the end.

Just when it was time to eat dinner, Zakshan, who had left in the afternoon, went back again, this time delivering a herring to his door.

The gills and eyeballs of the big herring freshly caught from the river were blood red.

The back of the fish seemed to be bled by a fisherman with a needle, and the tendons were broken, so he stopped struggling, and only used a straw rope to wear the white lips of the fish, and it was wet and brought over.

The boy Duan Yuanbao is most afraid of fish.

As soon as he saw the herring, he hid and just lay behind the door.

Seeing this, Zha Keshan quickly laughed, and only bent down and said, how come this kid is afraid of fish even though he is doing well.

So after Duan Xiao received it, he threw the herring into a basin first, and then came out and had a few words with Zha Keshan. It was only after this chat that Duan Xiao knew where he had been all afternoon.

"Are you going to collect evidence?"

"Hey, yes, Ruiqiong disappeared three days ago. When he went to the mountain from the county that day, it was Shenshi. He must have been witnessed by people on the way up the mountain for at least one or two hours. The county magistrate ordered me to visit him on the side of the street. , looking for some witnesses to be evidence, I have been busy all afternoon, hey, but the people who leave are exhausting."

Zach Shan said.

"Then the murderer is basically confirmed now?"

Duan Xiao asked again.

"No, no, this is just a 'comparison' process. Evidence is collected on the first day, interrogation is required on the second day, and the court can be officially opened on the third day. In the courtroom, express your feelings to the county magistrate one by one."

"However, we have already arrested another suspect. This is a woman, surnamed Lan, named /Chunlian."

Zakshan said so again.

Because of his explanation later, Duan Xiao finally knew the name of the woman involved in the murder case. It turned out that she was the one he saw outside the city in the morning.

It turned out that the woman named Lan Chunlian was a helpless orphan.

Both of her parents are dead, and Lan Chunlian supports herself by selling some purses.

Although she and Ruiqiong had never known each other, they were also complaining in prison, but the reason for this was that someone had witnessed her in the temple that night, and Chunlian also admitted to this.

But she only admits that she went up the mountain to worship at the Bodhisattva Temple, and she doesn't admit that she has ever seen Ruiqiong.

So this also caused her to temporarily conflict with the testimony of the witness.

And to say that this case has nothing to do with her, but she made her suspicious for no reason, but it was also because of her strange life experience.

Lan Chunlian is a stone core woman.

Shixin women, five not women, refer to the kind of women whose yin is as small as a tendon, can be pointed at, but difficult to have sex with. They are called stone women.

Because of the atrophy of the body and organs, it is difficult for the five women to get married. Lan Chunlian is old, but no one comes to propose marriage. It is a well-known fact that she often comes here to worship the stone bodhisattva.

It is always said that it is difficult to marry a woman without five, and I am afraid that she has found a lover in private to feed and clothe her. Lan Chunlian, a woman, never refute with others, but she is also wronged in her heart, and she is getting farther and farther away from ordinary people on weekdays , only one person lived in the temple on the mountain.

That night, Ruiqiong went up to the mountain to burn incense. It happened to be seen by someone, and it seemed that he was in the temple with a woman, and it was also witnessed by the witness.

But Lan Chunlian said that she had never seen any woman, nor Ruiqiong.

On the contrary, when she went to take the incense, she saw another tall and burly man vaguely coming out of the Bodhisattva Temple. These two contradictory and different testimonies made it seem that the truth behind the murder case was really confusing.

After that, Zha Keshan left again.

Because tomorrow morning I'm afraid I have to go to the Yamen to report to the magistrate again. After sending him away, Duan Xiao doesn't plan to delay some things until midnight.

Zakshan told him that if he was interested in the case tomorrow.

But wait for him outside the teahouse tomorrow morning, and go to the yamen together to see the physical evidence and the witness who said he saw a Lan Chunlian in the temple. just go.

That night, when the sky darkened, he was the only one in the Yizhuang who didn't sleep.

There is a rule in the yamen of this dynasty, in case of homicide, the body of the deceased must be left in the Yizhuang.

During the period, the government's evidence collection and family members of the corpse itself were acquiesced by both parties. After all, compared with other things, it is even more unacceptable for relatives to die in vain and criminals to escape.

It is also because during the day I just simply saw some superficial symptoms of the corpse.

At night, there was no one around, and seeing his son had already fallen asleep, Duan Xiao covered the candle holder with his hands, and came to the room where the coffin was parked late at night.

When it was dark, he put down the candlestick in his hand, and opened the white cloth autopsy box that he carried with him.

Duan Xiao, who was standing in front of the corpse alone at night, squinted his eyes and wiped his hands with a cloth beside him, then took out three or four things that were silver-plated and shaped like knives and saws held by the white cloth underneath, and put them on the candlesticks to roast them. one time.

These implements were a ripping knife, a pair of bone saws, a pair of rib scissors, and a pair of blood shears.

Anyone who works in the industry will definitely not feel surprised when they see these things.

Dismembering corpses to solve riddles, the words of all people after death are hidden in the dead bodies that ordinary people dare not spy on. This is the only way for a living person to express his grievances after death, as recorded in the predecessors.

The first piece of the Ripper in this box.

It is mainly used to open the surface skin of the corpse, separate the flesh and blood, and expose the heart, liver, spleen and lungs wrapped in the cavity and the stomach, which often holds the most evidence.

The second piece of bone saw is used to test for bruises, sawing through the spine to check the state of the traumatized bone marrow in order to analyze the injury.

The third piece of rib cutting is to cut open the ribs connected to the organs, and take out the heart and lungs. It is also like some old corpses that have been buried in the ground for many years. The bones can be dispatched especially when they need to be cut short. Useful.

These three pieces can completely peel off the flesh and bones of Ruiqiong's corpse, and reproduce the situation on the day of his death.

Duan Xiao thought so, only under the light of the fire, he lowered his head and stroked Rui Qiong's thin chest bone lying on the table with his fingers.

He measured the position of the chest opening with his finger bone, and cut it off gently with a single knife.

With a puff, the chest cavity swelled and then deflated, with blood seeping out, like the thumping sound of a dying fish's tail.

"Ah-"

It was dug open by the ripping knife, and the huge stomach swollen due to internal rot was very similar to the dead herring in the big water basin next to it, whose skin was swollen white and dripping water.

Under the pressure of the fingers, there were some light brown fetid ulcers under the sac-shaped stomach corner.

When I poked it from the side with the tip of a knife, I could still hear the sound of ascites sloshing inside. The place where the cardia and the esophageal tube connected was filled with pickled soft things of varying hardness.

Through this point, it can be roughly guessed whether Rui Qiong met someone else in Shenshi that night, or had something to eat with that person.

It was also after breaking open the corpse and taking out the sour-smelling stomach and a section of rotten intestines under the cardia of Ruiqiong's corpse, Duan Ou, who was already bloody and yellow in his palm, was able to see some basic conditions inside the corpse.

Looking at the symptoms, I am afraid that there is some undigested food and drink accumulated in the stomach three days ago.

From the smell, it seemed that he drank a lot of wine before he died, and there was also a smell of beans that Duan Owl had already smelled from his mouth during the day.

After a general inspection of the bulging stomach cavity, the corpse's belly was sewn up again with the needles and threads in the box.

After carefully identifying the residues taken out of the stomach, Duan Xiao, who hadn't slept all night, had a stench all over his body, and his hands were already bloody.

If he went out like this with his blood all over, he would definitely scare a group of people to death.

I also went to wash it with water first, until the first light of day.

He was left alone in the yizhuang with only one oil candle lit, an old book spread out in front of him, an ink pen, a dozen papers, and a pot of tea in his hand without moving.

The moonlight is like paper.

Duan Xiao's hand rested next to the inkstone, and in his palm could be vaguely seen three pieces of physical evidence of the deceased obtained from today's time-consuming autopsy.

It was a small durian flower earring dug out with a knife from the meat groove on the lower side of the cardia.

A crimson stain wiped from Ruiqiong's ear and nails.

There is also a small piece of light yellow skin under the black worm spot wound with scissors.

Duan Xiao squinted his eyes expressionlessly and looked at the three dead things. There were also things such as the depth of the incision, the color of the blood, and other physical injuries written on the side file.

He sat there all night.

No one knew what he was slowly writing on the paper with a pen.

It was finally dawn outside, Duan Yuanbao woke up from the back room, and saw his father was still sitting alone, but his coat looked clean, as if he was going to report to the yamen this morning.

Seeing this, the man stood up and made breakfast for Duan Yuanbao. The rice noodles under the stove were bought when he settled down yesterday. After he was home, he had to go to the teahouse with his things to prepare for Zha Keshan's appointment yesterday. .

But what Duan Xiao didn't expect was that when he got up early, he arrived at the teahouse in Songyang County.

Early in the morning, after asking the servants in the teahouse, he didn't see the arrester first. Instead, he heard that he was looking for friends, so he guided him upstairs with bright eyes, and saw another "uninvited guest" ' sit there.

"Guest officer! As soon as I saw it, you came to look for the blind guest officer over there! I knew that you two were friends. Look, he has been waiting for you for a long time, so go! "

Duan Xiao: "..."

Fucharzi: "..."

……

three quarters

Songyang Jude Tea House

It was a bright day, and there were hawkers shouting downstairs, and there was no one in the teahouse except for a few individual customers. Detective Fucha, who was said to never go out in broad daylight, was sitting opposite Duan Xiao with a strange face so early in the morning.

Neither of them took the initiative to say anything.

Early in the morning, he was so courageous that even the policeman Zakshan who released the two pigeons hadn't appeared yet.

As a result, the two of them didn't know that the other was coming, so the unlucky man who happened to bump into him could only reluctantly wait for the same person here.

Today, Fuchaerzi looks even worse than usual, and his gray eyes look very dim. No wonder the little girl just mistook him for being really blind.

Seeing this, Duan Xiao actually had no interest in chatting with him.

Before that, Zha Keshan also told Duan Xiao about each other's life.

Said that this person was the same age as himself, and he had not married a wife so far.

He is a detective on the surface, but he is not from Songyang. Zha Keshan has known him for several years, and he only knows that his name is Fuchaerji, and he is a professional age, but the rest is not even clear where he is from.

For such a person, it is actually a bit difficult for others to guess what is going on in his mind.

But obviously, Duan Xiao's feelings for him.

Just like how he feels about Duan Xiao, they both feel that they don't get along well with each other.

This kind of disapproval is mainly reflected in the fact that the two of them once again realized that the other party kept them at a respectful distance.

Because they are all cold-hearted and thoughtful people.

Just be on guard against such a stranger like the other party.

In addition, they are neither considered friends nor have any friendship. On the contrary, they may not even remember their names clearly. It seems that there is no need to be polite to each other.

Fucharzi: Do you drink tea? "

Duan Xiao: "Don't drink."

Fucharzi: "..."

Duan Xiao: "..."

After saying this, the two people who are not very good at chatting have nothing to say again.

The teacup that was placed in the middle continued to cool and was placed on the table.

This scene, just like these two people, had a cold and strange atmosphere.

Two people with one temper and one strange person only drank their own cup of tea. Others thought they were strangers who shared a table temporarily.

It was also at this moment that Duan Xiao, who had already guessed that Zakeshan was looking for him this morning because of the case, thought about it for a while, and then suddenly mentioned something.

"Is Detective Fucha here also for Lan Chunlian's case?"

Now that the case has been discussed, it seems that this is the common purpose of the two people.

Fucharzi, who seemed to be lacking in interest at first, raised his eyes and looked at him when he heard this, and then only the two who finally had a topic to talk about murdering and arson and arresting criminals spoke,

"Isn't Duan Wuzuo here for this purpose?"

"I'm afraid my purpose is different from that of Detective Fucha. I'm an assistant, and you are a detective. I'm afraid your thinking and approach to the case will be different."

Duan Xiao replied.

"Oh, that's true. Just like yesterday, Mr. Duan, as an author, should know what 'rice meat' is, but he deliberately answered me wrong. In front of ordinary people, you will subconsciously choose My own thoughts are hidden, most people may not be able to guess what is in Mr. Duan's heart."

"..."

If Duan Xiao's deeds were exposed by this opening, Fucha Erji said it at the moment without any surprise.

'Rice meat', that is, the meat that grew up eating rice, is human flesh.

Liu Shengye in the secret scroll of the Four Questions peeped through the window, and what he saw was the owner of the shop who killed people and took the meat and cooked it in a wok.

This is a real event that happened during the period of this pilgrimage to the grandfather.

As an author, Duan Xiao should be very clear.

But he didn't want to reveal his true face to ordinary people, and he was somewhat wary of Fucharzi, a fellow who had seen too many criminals and evils in the dark, so he chose C.

But it's amazing, just yesterday, they seemed to have seen through each other as if they were the same kind of people.

——A kind of person who was born to hide in the dark and spend his whole life to catch the murderer.

"Detective Fucha thinks that Lan Chunlian is not the murderer?"

"Yes."

Fucharzi said.

"Why, even the witnesses now say that the woman he saw was Lan Chunlian?"

Duan Xiao asked him expressionlessly.

"What other people see is only the woman in the temple, not Lan Chunlian. A woman is not the same as Lan Chunlian, just like a man is not the same as Duan Wuzuo. Judging by two eyes, who is the murderer is the most ridiculous thing in the world. joke."

Fucharzi said this remark very decisively, and there seemed to be some incomprehensible meanings hidden in the words.

"There are many ordinary people living in this world. They live in the world and don't know too much danger. But there are also a small part of them who are born with cold blood like ghosts. They kill like hemp and are willing to kill. They don't kill for hatred, maybe they just like to kill. , this kind of people dormant among ordinary people, and rarely reveal their whereabouts. Killing and committing crimes is their favorite thing to do in life. This kind of people is in the eyes of God..."

"Natural born murderer."

"So, this is not a simple murder, but a serial murder case with premeditated and criminal signs. Ruiqiong is only the first deceased, and the next one may already be in the eyes of the criminal."