Yang Jiaxing was a little annoyed, but the other party was angry, not angry and arrogant, so he handed over Great China with a smiling face.

The other party shook his hand, Yang Jiaxing put down the cigarette in embarrassment, and quickly guessed the origin of this person.

The person who came smiled again, glanced at the bowl on the coffee table and asked, "Is Village Chief Yang eating mutton?"

"Ahh Yang Jiaxing replied: "Why don't you eat some together?"

The visitor shook his head and asked, "How many families in your village raise sheep?"

"Two. Yang Jiaxing replied.

"How many families are killing sheep?" asked the man again.

"Sheep killing? No. In these years, no one has done that to make a living, and it is sold directly to the market to save effort. ”

Yang Jiaxing said as he motioned to his wife to take away half a bowl of sheep treasure on the coffee table.

"Oh......" The person who came was thoughtful, and suddenly said to Yang Jiaxing's wife, "Please don't take it away yet." ”

Yang Jiaxing's wife Yang Yuhuan stood up when she heard this, not knowing how to look at her man.

"You ......" At this moment, Yang Jiaxing couldn't hold back his anger anymore and stood up angrily.

Seeing that Yang Jiaxing was angry, the visitor smiled slightly apologetically, reached out and took out a small notebook from his chest and gently put it on the coffee table.

Criminal Investigation Bureau of the Provincial Public Security Department!

Yang Jiaxing saw a few gilded characters on the cover of the small book, was dumbfounded for a moment, and sat down obediently.

"My name is Li Qingwei, the head of the expert group of the Criminal Investigation Bureau of the Provincial Public Security Department, I hope it will not disturb you. ”

The man said calmly.

Yang Jiaxing turned his senses and hurriedly put on a smiling face: "Don't bother! Don't bother!"

Li Qingwei picked up half a bowl of mutton treasure, looked at it and asked, "This mutton must have been given by someone else, right?"

"Uh......" Yang Jiaxing was speechless, and had no choice but to say: "Yes, yes, the old remnant in the village sent it." ”

"Can the old cripple kill the sheep by himself?"

Li Qingwei stared at Yang Jiaxing.

Yang Jiaxing hurriedly said: "That's a long time ago, he was responsible for killing sheep in the production team at that time." ”

"Let's go, you take me to the old man's house!" Li Qingwei got up and walked out, not allowing Yang Jiaxing to say no.

The old remnant lives in an old adobe house in the north of the village.

This area is full of old houses, the alleys are narrow, there are not many people living in them, and nine out of ten households are abandoned. There are some leafless grass stalks growing in the corners of the houses beside the road, which is desolate and deserted.

Yang Jiaxing pointed to an old locust tree sticking out of the courtyard wall and said, "That home is." ”

The two of them came to the door, where the old willow plank door was locked from the inside. Yang Jiaxing wanted to call the door, but Li Qingwei raised his hand to stop it.

I saw him raise his face to look at the wall, take two steps back, jump lightly and grab the trunk of the tree sticking out, and squat lightly on the wall with his feet on the wall. The whole set of actions was silent, and Yang Jiaxing, who was looking directly, was dumbfounded.

Li Qingwei squatted on the wall, through the bushes, an astonishing scene jumped into view, in the open sheepfold an old man with white hair and beard was lying naked on the back of a ewe......

Twenty minutes later, a white Santana pulled into the alley and stopped under an old locust tree sticking out of the wall.

The police found a white dangling short blade on the beam of the old ruined house. This is a knife specially used to kill sheep, the blade is 20 centimeters long, the blade is extremely thin, only need to touch the back of the sheep's neck, and the livestock will spurt blood to death.

After the forensic experts and forensic doctors compared and identified the scene, the old cripple was handcuffed.

This time, he didn't kneel down for Yang Jiaxing to intercede, and stared at Yang Jiaxing with a pair of small eyes until he was stuffed into the car.

Santana turned out of the alley and drove out of the village and headed straight for the provincial capital.

The villagers who came to watch after hearing the news were chatting and discussing.

Yang Jiaxing stood under the tree in a daze, sweating in his head. It wasn't until Yang Ergui hit him four times with his elbow that he let out half a breath and hurried back home......

Half a month later, the Provincial Public Security Department issued a document announcing the details of the rape and murder case in Xibupo, and it turned out that Li Qingwei's private visit to the city happened to hear the people discussing the murder of Wang Shuini, and he felt quite suspicious.

So he rushed to the cremation plant in time to conduct an autopsy, and found that the wound of the murdered female corpse was on the back of the neck, which was short and shallow, but it hit the nail on the head, and the delicate wound section could still be identified in the case of the corpse's slight decomposition.

With years of experience in criminal investigation, Li Qingwei concluded from the way of murder and the condition of his wounds that the murderer must be a master sheep slaughterer.

So he narrowed down the scope and locked on the target to secretly detect, and the truth was finally revealed to the world. People praise the prestige of the detective, and the more it spreads, the more mysterious it becomes.

It is said that after being arrested, the old cripple refused to admit his guilt without opening his mouth, and was later repatriated to the city, and finally ended up contemptuous of public law against the people, unrepentant, and sentenced to death for ten days in the streets.

......

The autumn wind sweeps the floor, and the yellow leaves turn.

The pestle limped out of the detention center. The iron door slammed shut.

One leg of the pestle was lame, and the two thin legs stood one high and one low. He had a broken backpack in his armpits, his face was expressionless, his eyes were glazed, and the gray stubble of the nineteen-year-old boy was full of vicissitudes, occasionally trembling with the throat.

Although he washed away his grievances, he was not happy at all. When he saw the sunshine outside again, his bald head was already tormented, and he was suddenly separated from the world.

He dragged his lame leg and aimlessly. When I left the detention center, I couldn't find where to go.

After walking for some time, he stopped and raised his blank eyes. In front of me, it was the railway bridge planted by my father again.

He staggered and stumbled to the bottom of the bridge, the same place where he had last pickpocketed.

Ma Zhuzi, you don't belong to this world! He shouted in his heart, the corners of his mouth were torn, but he couldn't make a sound.

Cave dome, cave dome...... The black-skinned train gradually faded into black spots, and the two bright railroad tracks shone with a cold light......

Still lying on the large lumps of coal, the horses fell asleep in decadence. However, this time he didn't dream, he was as empty as a paper figure.

When he woke up, the sun had set in the west, and the people outside were noisy and noisy.

He rubbed his eyes, and his eyebrows turned into a mess. There are three big black characters on the station sign, except for the word "station", the other two words he is not interested in, he has not learned, and even if he has learned, he does not know.

This is a mixed stop for passengers and goods, and the pestle is strong enough to look around, and slips out of the car like a snake while people are not paying attention, and limps out of the station among the passengers.

It seems that it is in a big place, there are many high-rise buildings outside the station, the corners of the streets are bustling, and there are all kinds of people in large cars and small cars, all kinds of colorful and miscellaneous.

Without a goal, there is no direction. The pestle was carried by the flow of people and drifted into an alley.

It's not completely directionless, in addition to the strong smell of sewers, there is also the smell of various snacks.

Pinch the flat trouser pockets, look at the golden fried chilies, as well as tofu boxes and sauce pork gills. The pestle had the courage to sit down with his lame legs crossed, and the low table and the lack of legs made him feel a lot more at ease.

The busy food stall owner glanced at him and ignored him.

A slightly chubby drunk man next to him was urinating, foaming at the mouth.

The pestle sniffed the urine, and sat on the corner of the table with his neck hunched, hunger making him trance, and the smell of food making him want to stop.

The drunk stuffed something into his crotch, sat across from the pestle with scarlet eyes, and grinned to show his yellow teeth: "Hey, hey, little brother." ”

The pestle was in no mood to pay attention to the drunk.

"What's the matter, new arrival? hey, hey, hey. ”

The drunk man didn't seem to be drunk, so he raised his neck and turned his head and shouted: "The boss has a pig gills, two chicken ribs, and a bottle of old roast!"

Then he turned his head and looked straightforward: "Hehe, brother, you are not afraid of a long way if you have fate, brother, I invite you!"

The pestle pretended to ignore it with vigilance, and his eyes looked forward to the night light that spread out in all directions. Under the flashing lights of neon and the smell of meat and vegetables, this is a paradise on earth compared to the indifferent village.

When the dish is served, the plate is full of red and bright oily pork head meat with heat, and the fragrance goes straight to the lungs.

The pestle glanced at it, and hesitated in his heart. How could a pig's eyes be round and staring at him. He didn't want to have anything to do with a drunk, but this pig's eyes are really hateful.

Bang, as soon as the chopsticks were put down, the pestle stretched its neck and stared, and the pig's eyes dragged two white tendons into the abdomen.