Wu Fatzi's body shook, and the rope wrapped around his hand almost didn't catch.

He Chuan's body hanging in mid-air shook violently, and he hurriedly supported the wall in the territory.

Fortunately, the rope was wrapped around Wu Fatman's hand, and Wu Fatman hurriedly pulled the rope hard.

He shook the rope in his hand a few more times before asking, "What's the matter, who ran over and turned himself in?"

"Murderer, murderer ran past and turned himself in. The young policeman was still panting and replied breathlessly.

Turned himself in?

Wu Fatzi was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly shouted at the well: "Chuan'er, don't go down, the murderer has turned himself in!"

"You go first, I've come down, I'll go up in a while. He Chuan's voice came from the bottom of the well.

“...... Here, help pull the rope, and I'll go over and take a look." ”

Wu Fatzi didn't dare to delay, so he called a policeman to take the rope in his hand, and then the policeman walked to the village.

On the way, Wu Fatzi asked as he walked: "What's the situation, why did the murderer suddenly turn himself in?"

The villagers revealed. The little policeman who ran over finally calmed out his breath and replied, "When the girl disappeared before, the whole village was helping to find someone, but there was a house with the door closed and there was no movement at all. ”

"Someone in the middle asked them if they saw the girl, and they said no, and then a villager saw the son of the family going to the market to buy vegetables, and the villager felt that their family was acting a little strange, so they reported to us that there was something wrong with his family. ”

"We were going to go to his house to investigate, but before we could go, his son took the initiative to come to the door. ”

"Have you looked into it? ”

"Before we could get the news, we immediately came to you. ”

"Good. Fat Wu nodded.

Wu Fatzi hurried and hurried, and it took about ten minutes to finally arrive in the village.

Many families have gathered in the village.

Everyone gathered in a circle to enclose a house, and even the families of the victims could be seen in it.

Seeing this scene, Fat Man Wu frowned, and he waved his hand to a policeman: "Why do you gather so many people?"

"The news in the village spread relatively quickly, and everyone knew the news and all rushed over. The policeman said helplessly.

"Evacuate, don't make any trouble. Wu Fatzi commanded.

The policeman hurriedly went down, contacted the village leaders, and began to evacuate the crowd.

When Fat Wu walked over, he saw an old-looking woman with red eyes, standing there wiping her tears.

This is the mother of the victim, surnamed Chen, 51 years old.

The body is thin and thin, the skin is dark, and the thighs don't look as thick as the arms of the fat man.

Next to her, there were several children, three in all, all of whom were her children.

Speaking of which, this woman is also a poor person.

Sister Chen is from the next village, and after marrying her husband 20 years ago, she moved to this village to start living.

The two husbands and wives have little skills, and their lives are relatively difficult, and they can only rely on a few acres of thin land to support a few families with difficulty.

In 09, her husband went to work in a wood panel factory in the town, and on the way, he met the son of the person in charge of the factory who fell into the water, so he went into the water to save people.

Unexpectedly, neither of them was saved, so they just went.

At that time, Sister Chen happened to be pregnant with her fourth child, and when she encountered this tragedy, she could only support herself with a big belly and three children.

Fortunately, the government's support has been more effective over the years, and the children in the family have gradually grown up, and the burden on Sister Chen has also eased.

In addition to her daily farming, she also planted some fruit trees, and with these incomes, her life gradually began to improve.

Before the incident, they had just finished picking the fruit and then went to the market to sell it.

The children were going to go together, but the little girl named Yanyan who was killed ran faster and set off with a snakeskin bag first.

It wasn't until the evening that her sister told her mother that she hadn't returned.

So the family hurriedly set out to find the girl.

They went to the place where the girl sold the fruit, and the boss said that the girl had sold the fruit for thirty-two yuan, and after he gave the money to the girl, the girl had already left.

From the place where the fruit is sold, to the home, there is a total distance of about 500 meters.

They walked along the road several times, and even searched the nearby mountains, but they could not find the girl.

After asking the villagers to help, but still shrinking to no avail, the family reluctantly reported the case to the police station.

Fat Wu sighed and stepped forward to comfort him: "Sister Chen, don't be sad, let's understand the situation first." ”

Sister Chen looked at Fat Wu with tears in her eyes and nodded.

Wu Fatzi entered the house and saw an old man and a young man, two big men sitting inside.

"Tell me what's going on. As soon as Wu Fatzi's official authority opened, he sat down on a bench and looked at the two of them.

The older man moved his lower lips and stopped talking.

It took a long time for him to let out a long sigh and say to Wu Fatzi: "Officer, I recruited it, and my son did this thing." ”

"Huh?"

Fat Wu looked at the middle-aged man.

The man looks a little older than Sister Chen, but his skin is much better than Sister Chen, and the clothes on his body look more decent.

Compared to the villagers gathered outside, it looked a little different.

"Are you...... The shopkeeper who harvested the fruit?"

Fat Wu always felt that this face looked a little familiar, and tried to think about it for a while, remembering the identity of the other party.

Previously, after the body was found, Wu Fatzi took the police to re-walk all the routes of the girl's disappearance.

Among them is a place where girls sell fruit.

He talked to the boss there for a few words, learned about the situation before and after the girl's disappearance, and still had some impressions of the boss.

"Didn't you say before that you saw the deceased and sold her fruit for thirty-two yuan?" asked Fat Wu.

"Yes, that's right, I paid for the fruit for the baby, and I watched her leave our ......shop," the man said, with a look of pain on his face, "I didn't expect that she would be killed by my evil beast in the end." ”

"Evil animal, how can you do such a thing, are you worthy of the villagers outside!"

As the man spoke, his emotions suddenly became excited, and he stood up and kicked the man next to him, kicking him directly to the ground.

The man who had been kicked did not speak, and fell to the ground silently.

He lay on the ground for a while, and only after his father had almost vented his emotions did he get up from the ground.

Wu Fatzi didn't stop him, and the surrounding police didn't move.

They stood guard at the door, looking at the old and the young with indifferent faces.

Seeing that his actions did not attract attention, the man looked embarrassed and sat back down.

After appreciating this farce, Wu Fatzi said with a cold face: "Let's talk about it, what is the situation." ”