In the spring, the warm breeze is slightly drunk, the weather by the river is neither cool nor hot, the green grass is blowing, the blue waves are rippling, and everything is leisurely and just right.

It's a great time and place, if you ignore why Min Xue and they came here.

Search for corpses.

Just one word, which suddenly broke all the poetic beauty, made people return to the cruel reality from the spring in the south of the Yangtze River.

Because not only is the scenery like smoke, but it is also likely to bury the bones of unjustly killed.

In order to better search, Min Xue specially borrowed a few more police dogs.

In this kind of search, dogs often play a bigger role than people.

The little ones loyally sniffed around and kept jumping and shuttling among the mountains, forests and grasses.

With so many team members and police dogs searching on the land, I believe that if Mo Feng is really buried in this area, after careful searching, it will not be difficult to find out.

Min Xue did not participate in the search of the large army, but walked along the river bank on his own.

Today is also a working day, although the riverside is sparsely populated, but there are still two or three kittens fishing.

There are always some people who have free time to spend, such as retired old men.

That doesn't?

Just behind a patch of grass on the riverbank, an old man in a casual long-sleeved shirt was holding a cigarette in his mouth, basking in the sun leisurely.

Seeing this, Min Xue walked over softly, and didn't care about the dirt all over the ground, so he casually found a place and sat next to the old man.

It's a pity that the old man didn't move, and he didn't even turn his head.

Min Xue didn't care, just sat and looked at the fishing rod, or the scenery.

Fishing, a lot of people don't like to be around.

Neither of them spoke first, one fishing, the other watching.

Occasionally, one or two voices or dogs barking, but they are far away, and it is difficult to disturb the fishing.

The breeze blows, driving the fishing line to tremble slightly, and with the old man's white hair, it has the artistic conception of Jiang Taigong's fishing.

Min Xue has always felt that fishing is a mood, and it doesn't matter how long it takes for the fish to be hooked.

The old man next to him seemed to be the same, his eyes were slightly closed at the moment, and his whole mind was already wandering outside the world.

But the more you don't care about it, the more the fish will automatically hit it.

Suddenly, the fishing rod that moved and moved finally pulled the old man's thoughts back.

Big fish!

At this time, the old man is not pretending to be a master of the world.

I saw him gently shake the end of the fishing rod, first loose and then tight, up and down, up and down, after a series of movements, finally the fish was successfully in the bag.

The old man who successfully caught the fish smiled, saying that the long wait before was not just for this moment's sense of achievement.

After casting the rod again, the old man finally opened his mouth, "The young man is also interested in fishing?"

"I have this interest but don't have this time, or the old man is blessed," Min Xue was really a little envious.

The old man smiled, "The young man is very good at talking, but you don't have time to come here, what's the matter?"

Min Xue nodded, took out his mobile phone and opened a photo, "Inquire with you, old man, do you know this person?"

The old man didn't rush to pick it up, but first took out a pair of reading glasses from his arms and put them on slowly, and then took the mobile phone and looked at it from afar.

After a while, the old man took off his reading glasses and returned the phone, "I can't talk about familiarity, but I can often meet here, it seems to be surnamed Xiong, this surname is quite special, I remember it when others call it once." ”

"That's right, so when does this Mr. Xiong usually go fishing?" Min Xue asked, picking up the phone and putting it away.

The old man replied without thinking, "It must be a weekend, you look at the neighborhood here, where are a few young people, they have to go to work to support their families, every day is just a few of our brothers so idle, occasionally there will be three or two strangers, very eye-catching." ”

"Did you come last Friday? Did you see Mr. Xiong?" Min Xue asked again.

"Last Friday?" the old man thought about it carefully, and then slapped his thigh, "I remembered it as soon as you said that, it was that day, the little bear actually came to fish." ”

Little bear...

Well, there's nothing funny about that.

"Did he come alone?" Min Xue asked, touching his nose.

"That's right, a person, the old Zhao over there also asked, asking him about topics such as not having to go to work today, Xiao Xiong seemed to smile, and didn't directly say the reason, just said that he suddenly wanted to come fishing and asked for leave. ”

It's really a wayward reason...

Seeing that the old man's cigarette was gone, Min Xue rolled it up casually and handed it over, "Then did he bring anything with him, especially the large ones, did he leave halfway?"

"Why do you have so many problems, young man?"

Saying that, the old man replied after taking the cigarette roll, "What can I bring with me when I come fishing?" You see what I have here, he basically brings what he brings, and the difference should not be big. ”

"As for whether you left halfway?" the old man thought for a long time again, "I don't have the impression that I have, except for the five minutes and ten minutes, of course." ”

“......”

Min Xue found himself asking here for a long time, but instead put a layer of alibi on Xiong Feiyu again?

Inexplicably.

"Thank you, uncle, and the fish is hooked again!" Min Xue pointed to the fishing rod that was beating again.

"Hey, that's good luck today!"

The old man said and moved again.

When the old man was busy dragging the fish ashore, Min Xue quietly left and moved to the next family.

The so-called next one, of course, is still a fishing friend.

asked a few people in a row, and the answers they got were quite equal, Xiong Feiyu did squat here for a whole day that day, and he gained a lot, and everyone saw it, which must not be fake.

By the time Min Xue returned, the search for each group had been almost complete, and some groups had begun to report on the situation.

"Team Min, the second group didn't find it. ”

"The three groups found no anomalies either. ”

"There are no signs of a new turn in a set of ground soils. ”

“......”

I didn't find anything, so that's to be expected.

In this environment, land burial is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is easy to be discovered by those who care about it, so it is indeed not a good choice.

Min Xue looked at the bottomless river on the side, and his heart couldn't help sinking, it seemed that he still had to plan in the most difficult direction.

As for why the heart sinks?

That's because there is no professional salvage team within our police department.

If you want to carry out underwater salvage operations, you must invite those professional salvage teams outside.

And this river is so long, even if Xiong Feiyu throws the corpse from his daily fishing spot, whether the corpse will be pushed away with the flow of the river, and where it will be pushed exactly, this is the question.

The search was undoubtedly a very huge undertaking.

This involves a large amount of funding, and it is necessary to apply for approval from above.

The steps are secondary, the key is the reason for the application.

If there is evidence to prove that Mo Feng was brutally killed and dumped, this application report is better.

But now, Min Xue and they have, in addition to reasoning, it is some insignificant little evidence, this report is typed, can it really be criticized?

At that time, the fart was not salvaged, and I am afraid that a large number of people will not be able to eat and walk around.

What a waste of taxpayers' money...

Who can bear this responsibility? Who dares to bear it!