Compared with the orderly city center, the urban-rural interface is mostly a bit disordered.

As it is in the overall transition stage, the influx of migrant workers, the change of local people's residential addresses, various construction sites, small workshops and small stores that are not included in the supervision, as well as urban villages and various illegal constructions.

In addition, the infrastructure has not yet been perfected, the environment is poor, there is a lot of garbage, and the terrain is complex, so the local security situation is often very serious.

After the New Year's Festival, the urban-rural area has just been quiet for a while, and the urban-rural area has gradually become noisy again.

However, perhaps because it is not out of the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, people who have just passed the New Year always have a little unhappiness on their faces, and many tasks have not yet begun, such as the bare open space.

Uncle Sang is the storekeeper of this construction site.

Because it was a new construction site opened a year ago, all the work was not carried out, and the workers in this industry often started at an inaccurate time.

So except for the person in charge of the construction site department who occasionally comes to see, Uncle Sang is alone around, anyway, there is nothing in the warehouse and on the construction site, just have someone there.

It was done at five o'clock in the morning, before dawn.

Most of the elderly people don't sleep very well, and Uncle Sang has woken up a long time ago, tossing and turning in bed for a while, and he was still a little sleepy, but he was really awake after such a reversal.

Uncle Sang got up, poured the mung beans and japonica rice that had been soaked in the water the night before into the rice cooker, and when the water was set, he took the energetic Akita dog out of the door.

After leaving the warehouse and walking a few hundred meters along the muck road, there is the already bare construction site.

Uncle Sang planned to walk along the construction site twice, one to fulfill his responsibility to guard the construction site, and to exercise his body, and by the way, he was holding the dog in his hand.

Walking around the construction site on the uneven road under my feet, I came to a small dilapidated temple in the northeast of the construction site.

The site was originally a village, but last year the developer bulldozed the entire village, leaving only this small surface untouched, and plans to repair the small temple in the future.

As the saying goes, it's easier to ask God than to send God.

People who are engaged in construction are more or less superstitious, and it is very important to build roads, build houses, and do a good job in feng shui.

Uncle Sang has been to many construction sites, he himself has seen similar strange things, he still remembers one year in a certain city on the peninsula, when the building was built, I don't know what happened, and there were accidents and deaths on the construction site.

Either the workers fell from a dozen floors with one foot in the air, or the machinery suddenly lost control, squeezing people like a flattened persimmon, or the scaffolding that had been checked many times suddenly collapsed, and a dozen people were completely lost at once.

So the developer was really scared, found a number of masters, and finally took everyone on the construction site, knelt down step by step, burned paper and incense layer by floor, and the miraculous thing is that there were no dead people since then.

The developer of this construction site also believes this, and at the beginning, in order to maximize profits, the developer also wanted to find someone to do a ritual, and the broken temple was moved.

Later, the old man in the original village warned that he could not move, this temple has been here for hundreds of years, and it was erected here before there was no one in this village.

Their village had also moved the temple before, but after the move, the whole village was unlucky, and there was no way to move it back, and the people in the village got better again.

Since there are no street lights nearby, the surrounding area is very dark, and you can only roughly see the outline of the road and some large objects, and the specific details are not noticeable.

A breeze blew, and the bells hanging on the four corners of the eaves of the small temple rang silently.

The clay sculpture in the temple could not tell what position the statue was, and the colored paint on his face had been mottled, adding a bit of mysterious hideousness, and he raised his hand as if to flatten the people who looked up at him one by one.

It's no wonder that the faces of the gods in the temple have faded, after all, not far in front of them, there is a pile of garbage more than one person high, and they are not happy, and the so-called gods are no exception.

The Akita dog in Uncle Sang's hand has been completely raised by him into a soil dog, and when he saw the garbage heap, he broke free from Uncle Sang's hand, and ran over excitedly, and the dog's butt was facing the face of the god in the temple, and he pulled it up vigorously.

After a few strokes, a special 'pilgrim' was scooped out of the garbage by the dog.

Although the 'pilgrim' was kneeling on the garbage, his forehead facing the idol and clinging to the ground, he seemed to be performing the five-body bow very religiously.

But the gods in the temple are still very angry, how can there be a pilgrim who only wears a pair of underpants printed with a crayon new pattern to worship the gods? It is simply an insult to the gods, shameless!

Uncle Sang panted slightly and followed, picked up the dog leash from the ground, and was about to go back with the dog, scolding in his mouth: "Something that has no interest, you can't walk when you see garbage, it's so fun to pick up garbage?"

Pulling the dog out of the garbage heap, Uncle Sang noticed what he was stepping on in front of the dog, rubbed his eyes and looked at it carefully, Uncle Sang was shocked in his heart, this is a person!

"Alas, young man, wake up, wake up, why are you drunk in the garbage heap!" Uncle Sang thought he was drunk and planted in the garbage heap, but he didn't smell any alcohol.

Could it be some kind of wanderer, burrowing into the garbage heap to sleep in the cold?

On such a cold day, can't you freeze and shrink into a ball!

It's still good before, put those begging in the past, there is no place to live at night in winter, find a straw stack, dig a hole and get into it, warm and warm have never seen freezing.

Uncle Sang shouted a few times, and when he saw that the person still shouldn't, he stretched out his hand and touched it, and as soon as the palm of his hand touched the person's shoulder, Uncle Sang's hand immediately retracted.

This man was cold, and his flesh and skin were stiff.

It's a dead one!

There was a bang in Uncle Sang's head, and he took a few steps back, almost falling on his back.

Stunned, Uncle Sang took out his mobile phone from his pocket in a panic and called the police, then pulled up the dog and trotted home.

At 10 a.m., it was already dawn.

More than a dozen police cars avoided pedestrians and parked in a line on the dirt road behind the small temple.

He Xiaoli, Xiao Ran and others got out of the car.

At this time, the comrades of the police station at the junction of urban and rural areas had already arrived in advance and pulled up a large enough cordon at the scene.

Separated from the surrounding area and whispered to the crowd, the group walked in cautiously.

Forensic Doctor Qin and Yu Yu put on protective clothing, carried the forensic box, and walked straight to the corpse, and the technicians were also methodically fixing the scene, looking for and extracting traces and physical evidence that might be related to the crime.

Seeing the instructor of the police station at the scene, He Xiaoli didn't have time to greet him, and asked directly: "What is the situation at the scene, is there any information about the identity of the deceased?

"Not yet, we are seizing the time to disseminate information through various forms to find relevant people who knew the deceased to come and identify them. ”

The instructor pointed to the surrounding environment and said, "Captain He, you also saw it when you came here, and the people were mixed.

This is a village that has just been bulldozed a year ago, there is no one around, there are no monitoring facilities at all, the scene is also full of garbage, a mess, and the evidence collection conditions are very bad!"

"If the conditions are not good, you can't help but handle the case!"

He Xiaoli frowned and continued to ask: "Who is the person who called the police, and what was the situation at the scene when he found the deceased?"