"Stopped?"

Hearing this, Wang Bochao frowned slightly.

"Yes, headcatchers. ”

"We heard the sound of a red-hot iron vessel touching the water, and then there was no sound in the courtyard. ”

Catcher added.

Wang Bochao looked at the simple and ordinary courtyard, did not dare to bring people to approach rashly, stood in place and muttered for a while, and said.

"Go and get two living creatures. ”

After a while, a few catchers came back with two chickens.

Although the people of Zhangjia Village are dead, the chickens in captivity in the yards of several families in the village are alive and well.

Wang Bochao led a group of fast catchers and walked to the quiet courtyard a hundred steps away in front of him.

Stop-and-go, every few dozen steps, throw a chicken to see if there is anything, and then continue to walk forward if there is nothing to do.

More than 100 heads and more than 100 pairs of eyes stared nervously at the chicken that was thrown out.

Although the appearance is a little embarrassing and funny, no one thinks it is superfluous, and it is not too careful to be careful.

In front of the small courtyard.

Wang Bochao nodded with a serious expression, and the catcher who was carrying the chicken threw it vigorously and threw the chicken over the wall.

The rooster crowed a few times, fluttered twice in the air, dropped a few chicken feathers, and finally fell into the small courtyard.

More than 100 catchers held their breath and listened attentively, the rooster clucked twice, everything was normal and nothing seemed to have happened.

Wang Bochao made a look, swallowed his saliva quickly, stepped forward and approached the courtyard gate carefully, and found that the courtyard gate was hidden and did not intervene.

A few glances through the crack in the door revealed only an iron furnace whose flames were about to be extinguished, and a few farm tools that seemed to have just been made.

He cautiously pushed open the door, and found that in front of the house in the courtyard, a young man in a rough coat stood at some point, looking at him expressionlessly, as if he had been alarmed by the sound of a rooster and walked out of the house.

Caught by the startback, he retreated a few steps, turned his head to look at Wang Bochao in a panic, pointed to the courtyard, and stammered.

"Head catcher, there is a ...... in the courtyard There is a person. ”

Wang Bochao looked nervous, pushed away the catcher, and looked into the courtyard.

In front of the door, a sturdy young man, with a heroic appearance and a blank face, was also looking at him.

After looking at each other for a while, Wang Bochao felt that this seemed to be a person, not a ghost, and asked tentatively.

"Boy, are you alone at home?"

Li Qiu frowned slightly, looked at the big man wearing a copper medal tied around his waist, and nodded slightly.

"Yes. ”

Hearing Li Qiu open his mouth to reply, Wang Bochao's vigilance was relieved a lot, but he still didn't step into the courtyard, and asked again.

"Was it you striking iron just now?"

"Yes. ”

"Seeing that this young man's family runs a blacksmith shop, it is not surprising that he can strike iron when he is so old. A catcher next to Wang Bochao glanced at Li Qiu twice and said.

Wang Bochao hummed and asked again.

"Why did you suddenly stop playing iron, and you're tired?"

Li Qiu was expressionless and pointed to the sky.

In the sky, the sun hangs high, and there are no clouds.

What do you mean?

Wang Bochao looked puzzled, and his brows furrowed.

"It's time to eat. Li Qiu said slowly.

Wang Bochao's expression froze.

He brought people to investigate the major case involving the tragic death of more than 100 people and the possibility of bumping into ghosts and killing them at any time, and he forgot about this stubble under extreme tension.

It's noon, and it's time for ordinary people to have lunch.

"Boy, you know the ...... out there. Did something happen?"

Wang Bochao wanted to ask Li Qiu if he knew that all the people in Zhangjia Village outside were dead, but halfway through speaking, he saw that he was a teenager, so he changed his statement.

"If you mean that more than 100 people were killed in Zhangjia Village, of course I know that the bodies of some of them were buried in the back mountain with my own hands. ”

Li Qiu replied lightly.

"Is there such a thing? Are there no corpses in the village?"

Wang Bochao frowned, turned his head and asked.

"Back to the head, there are indeed a few families in the village who only see blood stains but no bodies. A catcher quickly stood up and replied.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Wang Bochao's eyes widened.

The catcher immediately turned bitter.

"We found out that there was a "special situation" in this courtyard, and when we were nervous, we forgot to tell you about it. ”

At this time, the old man who reported the case was squeezed to the front by several arresters and looked at Li Qiu twice.

"Wang Zhutou, this is the boy of the Zhang family, their family runs a blacksmith shop, I have bought hoes and shovels at their house, I have seen him more than once, the most recent one was two days ago. ”

The old man recognized Li Qiu and said.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" asked the next one.

The old man nodded: "There can be no mistake." ”

Wang Bochao's eyes moved, his mind was completely relaxed, and he walked towards the courtyard with people.

The group of catchers breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Li Qiu with a faint look in their eyes.

They suddenly remembered that they had just been frightened by this teenage boy, and they didn't dare to take a breath, and their hearts were suddenly a little annoyed.

"Boy, who told you to move the body at will, do you know that it is very likely to destroy the key clues and evidence, and bring a lot of inconvenience and trouble to our brother's case!"

Gao Fei's face was gloomy and he asked Li Qiu.

Li Qiu turned his head and looked at him coldly.

Under Li Qiu's gaze, Gao Fei felt a little worried in his heart for some reason, and took a step back slightly.

His retreat attracted dozens of pairs of eyes to look at him in unison, not understanding what was going on with him.

Goofy's face turned red, and he was actually taken back by the gaze of a boy who was only a little over ten years old.

Goofy was even more annoyed, and pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, trying to intimidate Li Qiu.

"Boy, what are you looking at, am I not right?!"

"Enough, shut up!"

Wang Bochao scolded, he turned his head to look at Li Qiu, and felt that something was wrong.

From just now to now, the teenager's reaction was too calm.

Whether it was in the face of more than 100 of them, or when he said that all the more than 100 people in Zhangjia Village had died, he was not at all like a teenager.

In fact, it is not so much calm as indifferent and indifferent, like a murderer who has killed countless people.

This teenager is so weird.

Wang Bochao felt a little furious in his heart.

"Headcatcher, a few of us found broken walls on the other side of the house. A catcher quickly came over to Wang Bochao and pointed to the window in Zhang Yuan's room: "And that window should have been newly added today." ”

Wang Bochao frowned and asked.

"Young man, I ask you who lives in that room?"

He unconsciously changed his name to Li Qiu, and did not say a little bit again.

"My father, Zhang Yuan. Li Qiu replied.

"What about people?"

"Passed away. Li Qiu's indifferent eyes finally fluctuated, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Died? died last night?"

"Yes. ”

Hearing Li Qiu's answer, Wang Bochao's face changed drastically, and his heart suddenly changed, and a cool breath emerged from his back and hit his whole body.