Determine the direction
2015ć Biquge www.biquge.info1. 19ć 18:30
After eating, it was getting dark, and Fu Jialan stood alone at the door for a while as usual. Zhang Yuan pulled Qian Yuehong and Zhang Tianshi to hurry up and sort out the villagers' confessions, and Xian Luo and Gong Meimei cleaned up the leftovers.
A man who lived next door squatted on the threshold of his house smoking a hookah, Fu Jialan seemed to approach him normally, it was rare to show an approachable smile, pointed to the crazy woman opposite and said: "It's a cold day, what is she doing there?
The man's face changed slightly, and he looked at Fu Jialan vigilantly, and saw that Fu Jialan's expression was the same, as if he was really just curious, so the man let down his guard.
"She is the woman of the poplar carpenter in our village, and the woman Kefu, who killed her man, went crazy. Her in-laws died before her man, and no one cared about her. The man was secretive.
"It's a hard job. Fu Jialan sighed, "I'll send her something to eat." ā
Saying that, Fu Jialan turned around and entered the courtyard, and when the man saw that Fu Jialan did not ask about the woman's life experience, his heart finally relaxed, and he also dispelled his thoughts to tell the village chief.
When Fu Jialan arrived in the kitchen, Xianluo was boiling bath water, and when he saw Fu Jialan standing at the door, he subconsciously thought that he blamed himself for being lazy, so he opened his mouth to explain first.
"I haven't taken a shower in two days, so I want to take a shower today. ā
"Anything else to eat?"
The two of them spoke at the same time, but the bull's head didn't match the horse's mouth, and Xianluo's brain was instantly jammed, what is the situation?
"There's nothing to eat. Fu Jialan spoke again.
"Haven't you eaten enough?" Surprised, she got up and lifted the lid of the pot to bring out the leftover steamed buns and leftovers. No one has the appetite to eat today, so there's quite a lot left.
"There's a beggar outside the door, let's bring it to her. ā
"Beggar?" she was stunned, she really hadn't noticed.
"Then let's go!" Xian Luo stuffed a few handfuls of firewood into the stove, and after making sure that the fire would not be extinguished, he picked up the leftovers and pulled Fu Jialan out hurriedly.
After Xian Luo and Fu Jialan came out, the villager was still there, staring at their movements. When she saw the woman shivering with cold, her little face was full of distress, and she was busy giving things to the woman. The woman was also hungry, grabbed the big bowl of food, held it in her arms and devoured it.
Afraid that she would choke, she squatted aside and patted her on the back, and whispered to her to eat slowly. Fu Jialan stood by and watched, her face full of pity for the woman.
When the man saw that the two were really just poor women, his heart was completely relieved, and Kabakaba smoked a few hookahs, then closed the courtyard door and went back to the house.
The village chief said that these people in the city were indiscriminately kind, and it seemed that it was good. The man sneered.
After Fu Jialan heard the sound of the door closing, the expression on Jun's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a bottomless darkness in his eyes.
"Where's your daughter?" the woman had almost eaten, and Fu Jialan said coldly.
"What are you doing?" Fu Jialan's painting style turned a little fast, and Xianluo couldn't react.
"Shhhhhhhh Glamora was startled by her and quickly broke away from her hand.
"Where's your daughter?" Fu Jia's blue eyes flashed slightly, and she continued to ask.
"Shhhhh......h
After saying that, the woman laughed, as if she was very proud of this.
"Oh, where are you hiding?"
"I won't tell you! You can't find it! You can't find it! Hehe......"
"Do you suspect that the ghost baby is her daughter?"
"Yes. Fu Jialan did not deny it.
"On the basis?"
She said it herself. ā
"It's just a few words, she has a problem with her brain, and the credibility of her words is not high. ā
"Uncle Fu, when you see a madman, you inexplicably said that the prisoner is her daughter, although it is possible, but there are definitely no less than ten crazy women in this village! You only suspect her, this is a bit nonsense! If I didn't know that you are capable, I would have thought that you had a problem with your brain!"
"I'm sure. ā
"Uncle Fu, this is going to be evidence!"
"Intuition. I trust my instincts. ā
"You!"
Before Xianluo could refute Fu Jialan, as if to prove the accuracy of Fu Jialan's intuition, the woman who was still smirking hummed a song. The weather-beaten woman's voice was hoarse like an old woman's, but she could still hear what she was humming.
The song she hummed was the one the ghost baby hummed!
She looked at the woman dumbfounded, got up and took a few steps back, slowly digesting the news. The ragged madwoman, the madwoman's daughter, the murderous ghost baby, the bullied abducted woman, and the tragic death of the baby girl, these can indeed be connected when you think about it carefully, but when they are separated, they are independent and difficult to contact, and these are all guessed by Fu Jialan's intuition, is this possible?
"I don't believe it. Xianluo stared at Fu Jialan's eyes, and her tight little hands trembled slightly.
Fu Jialan was not angry at Xian Luo's distrust, and leaned over in Xian Luo's ear and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "I'll tell you again at night." ā
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The two returned to the house with their own concerns, and Zhang Yuan and his finishing team had already preliminarily sorted out the confessions and put them in one place.
Fu Jialan quickly looked at the information they had organized, silently wrote down the information she wanted, and then instructed the rest of the people to do tomorrow's task.
"Zhang Yuan, you and Qianyuehong will keep an eye on the crazy woman outside the door tomorrow, and Sister Mei and Zhang Xi will go to find the spiritual veins around here. ā
"Crazy woman?" Zhang Yuan remembered the woman he saw when he came back, "the one under the tree on the side of the road?"
"Yes, remember, keep an eye on her, don't alarm the villagers. ā
"Okay, I'll take notice. Zhang Yuan took the order.
"Then what are you going to do with Xianluo?" Zhang Tianshi asked Fu Jialan with a lot of mouth.
Fu Jia's blue eyes flashed, his fingertips tapped the paper on the table, and said jokingly: "Go and meet the eldest young master of the Yang family." ā
Xian Luo raised his eyebrows, Yang Shu's son, what does this Uncle Fu want to do?
"What is the eldest young master of the Yang family?" everyone was a little confused by the second monk.
"The son of the first family we surveyed today is an eighteen-year-old high school student. "Fiber Luo briefed the situation.
"Does he have anything to do with the case?" Zhang Yuan couldn't think of the point.
"I will tell you why, and I will come here today, and you will all go back and rest. Fu Jialan lightly brought up the topic.
Zhang Yuan and the others knew that Fu Jialan had a plan, and they all had tasks, so they all went back to rest as soon as possible.
When everyone was gone, he closed the door, leaned his arms against the door, and said, "You can say it now, how did you get suspicious of that woman?"
Fu Jialan buried herself in packing up the information on the table, and said: "You have the eye of heaven and can see things that we can't see, and I am the judge of the underworld, so naturally I can know what you don't know without sparing." ā
Fu Jialan's words were profound, and Xian Luo didn't understand: "I don't understand it very well. ā
"Xianluo," Fu Jialan stopped what she was doing, her calm eyes met the narrow peach blossom eyes of Xianluo, and said in a loud voice, "In this world, you are not the only one who has forbidden arts. ā
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