Zhang Sanshun's kitchen has a self-built stove, the stove is about one meter five high, two meters wide, standing at the kitchen door, it looks like a real one, you can take the pot on the stove away, I found that the stove is empty, which also verifies why the police determined that Zhang Sanshun had put the deceased in it to prevent people from finding the fact.

There are two grooves on the stove for pots, one of them, which is under the pot I just opened, is hollow, and the other is reinforced with a layer of bricks...... A place to fry human hands.

But...... The strange thing is that no one has been here for more than 20 years, and when the police were collecting evidence at the scene, they shouldn't have taken away the fried palm pot as evidence, even if the case was closed, this thing would always be placed in the evidence room for preservation, let alone appear here.

I held my breath and slowly picked up the oil pot that was sitting on the stove, and then slowly opened the lid of the pot, and then a strong fishy smell instantly filled my nostrils, and the pot was full of oil, and there were some yellow sediments floating under the oil.

My heart sank, this oil is still very bright, not like a product left over from 20 years ago, and, take 10,000 steps back and say, even if it was 20 years ago, the police did not take this oil pot away, and the oil stored for 20 years, even if it still exists, why has it turned black, right?

Even now, how can it still be so dull and yellow?

So, the only possibility is that someone has been here in the past 20 years, no, in the last month, with oil in a pan.

Thinking of this, I squatted down at once, and at the moment I squatted down, I understood, I understood everything, it seems that the murderer did not just imitate the murderer twenty years ago, the murderer committed the first crime, he even brought the deceased here, and pressed her hands down the oil pan alive.

I put the charcoal, which looked like it had been burned in the last few days, into a nylon bag, and then jumped down the gap in the middle of the stove to take a look at what the police had done to find five clothing fibers.

Generally speaking, even if the deceased's clothing remains left, it can only be very few, but the clothing residues of each of the deceased are left, that is, there must be a place in this stove where if someone comes down, it will definitely be able to scratch the human clothing.

Where is it? Where is it......

This stove can only accommodate one adult, so the field of vision of standing here to find is also very narrow, just such a large piece of tofu, I was stunned to look for thirty minutes.

But in the end, I still couldn't find it.

And just as I was about to give up the search and leave this so-called century-old stove, I tore and pulled my body, I only felt a sinking behind me, and when I looked back, a nail that had long been rusted was showing its head and outlining the T-shirt behind me.

I quickly turned around and carefully removed my clothes from the nail, and immediately a white thread appeared in front of my eyes.

My clothes are pure black, so this silk thread is not pulled off my clothes, if it is not my clothes, if the police took away all the suspicious evidence back then, then the owner of this silk thread seems to be only one person.

I stood there in a daze, looking up at everything around me, all of this had been repeated twenty years ago, and now, the murderer brought the deceased here, or did he use the same method twenty years ago, the deceased's hands were fried, the difference was that the female deceased's death state was a little more strange than the death state of the five dead twenty years ago.

Immediately after that, I conducted a detailed search here, of course, I didn't have much hope, but from the bottom of my heart, I still hope that the police have missed some important evidence back then.

But after looking around, I couldn't find a single note except for the dusty clothes.

In desperation, I could only take a few photos in front of the stove with my mobile phone and exit the house that had been locked up for 20 years.

"Hey, it's a new resident? Oh, I haven't lived here for 20 years, can I still live in it?" Just when I turned around and locked the door, a middle-aged aunt who seemed to be in her fifties, who was holding a vegetable basket, seemed to have just returned from buying vegetables, and when she passed by my door, probably out of curiosity, she asked more.

"Hey, I don't have any money, I rented such a broken house, the dust is thicker than a Xinhua dictionary, Auntie, I won't tell you, it's not easy for me, I only have 600 yuan on my body, there are two children at home, and an old mother in her sixties has to support, if you don't live here, where else can you live?"

I'm a spirit, while talking, while looking at this little fat aunt with her eyes, she has yellow curly hair, wearing the latest style of a certain brand, that brand, it seems to only sell middle-aged women's clothing, but the material is the most comfortable, think about it, it should be the aunt's daughter or daughter-in-law sent, and the vegetable basket in the aunt's hand, almost filled with a basket full of vegetables, no meat at all, and then look at her neck, but also with a Buddha.

This aunt should believe in Buddhism, so she should not eat meat.

I glanced at my aunt, then shook my head and said: "What's even more exaggerated is that there is actually a severed rope on the roof beam of this house, the real estate agent said that this is used by the residents in front of me to make hanging baskets, the more I look at it, the more it looks like a hanging rope, aunt, just this house, do you believe that it is only 600 yuan to rent? I am really afraid, no, I am going to ask the agent." ”

When the aunt heard this, she immediately glanced left and right, and then whispered to me: "Young man, it's not easy for the aunt to see you, kindly remind you, you have returned this house, six hundred yuan, go to the suburbs to rent a house, the kind of one-bedroom and one-hall is more, although it is far away, but the heart is steady, this house, unlucky, but it has been killed, that rope, not to make hanging baskets, in a few decades ago, here really hanged people." ”

I feigned surprise and trembled for a moment, then swallowed and stammered, "What...... What, there really are people dying here?"

My aunt glanced at the door behind me gloomily, and said that it was okay to have died, like this kind of old house, which family has not died, but here, not only has it been as simple as having died, but there have also been homicides.

"What? Isn't it hanging?" I asked, surprised.

The aunt shook her head, saying that the man who hanged himself killed five men, and before killing those men, he also fried the human hands, and the picture was described by the aunt as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

"Then can you tell me in detail? If there is really a murder case, the intermediary is really not a person, rent me this kind of house, you tell me, I can go and reason with the intermediary." ”

My aunt waved her hand at me, saying that she was actually hearsay, but when the case came out, the police really surrounded the place, and in the next few days, the police came every day and asked about the family.

Over time, this matter has faded away, and if I hadn't come here today, then my aunt might have forgotten that there was still this stubble.

"Oh yes, young man, my aunt kindly advises you, really don't live here, some time ago, there were neighbors who heard this place for several days, and there were crying, at night, their young people got off work late, sometimes walked by here, and saw the lights on here, but no one has lived here for twenty years, there can be no one, think about it, it should be ......"

The aunt didn't say anything, just glanced at the house silently, then shook her head, turned around and walked towards her house.

"Big brother, big brother, someone asked me to give this to you. ”

I looked at the back of my aunt leaving, and just wanted to come forward to ask, but suddenly, a pair of soft little hands grabbed my sleeve.