The place where the Miao widow was killed is slightly concave, which is a commanding low point, and it looks like a downhill place. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Zhanyan arrived, not far away was the entire farmland in Bianluo Village, where many croppers who had not finished their farm work yesterday were bent over and planting rice quickly.

Seeing him approaching, they all stopped what they were doing and respectfully called "Bad Master".

Zhan Yan came for the case of Miao's widow's murder, so naturally he quickly entered the topic.

However, after asking for a long time, the men all said that when they returned home yesterday, Widow Miao was still planting rice in her field, and they did not see or notice anything unusual at all.

Zhan Yan was a little disappointed, and there were no other clues at the scene of the crime except for some traces of the struggle of the Miao widow when she was killed.

If there is no useful question from these villagers, the case can be said to be clueless.

As soon as he walked on the track and wanted to go to the river on the other side of the farmland to take a look, Zhan Yan faintly heard the whispered conversation between the two women.

“…… Didn't your family come home late yesterday? It's not that when I return home, I can't see the obscurity for a long time...... Is that Miao widow......"

“…… I can't see it, what clues can I provide! Don't talk about it......"

Originally, the woman who asked the question wanted to say "unfortunate widow", but when she thought that everyone was dead, and the so-called dead were the greatest, she changed her mouth stiffly.

The other woman who answered spoke more quietly and hesitantly, and always looked at Zhanyan's side, obviously not wanting Zhanyan to hear it.

But when one last glance saw Zhan Yan, who was about to go elsewhere, turn back and walk towards them, the woman who answered began to feel uneasy, and secretly glared at the other woman who was talking too much.

Zhan Yan was a little tired, and he was not polite, as soon as he approached the woman, he asked directly:

"Where's your husband?"

The woman was in her thirties, and she was always a timid and nosy person.

Her husband is an old-fashioned and warm-hearted person, and he can always help the villagers in the same village to do this and that, including the Miao widow before her death.

For this reason, the woman quarreled with her husband a lot, although she did not point to the sky and scold the Miao widow, but secretly she also said a lot of obscenities that slandered the name of the Miao widow.

Her husband was an honest man, so he quarreled with her even more fiercely.

Once let Widow Miao know, and since then she has stopped letting her husband help, and she has stopped.

Yesterday, when her husband returned home, he inadvertently mentioned that Widow Miao planted seedlings so late, and said a few very hard words.

In fact, I just said it casually, and I didn't mean anything else.

After her husband knew that Widow Miao intended to avoid him, he never took the initiative to help Widow Miao again.

But the woman was still unhappy, and after arguing with her husband for a few words, she ran to the neighbor's house and cried with the eldest sister next door.

The eldest sister next door was the woman who asked the question.

Her family's field was not planted yesterday, and her husband naturally came to the field today, but it was also a coincidence.

Before Zhan Yan approached them and asked them to speak, her husband ran to the latrine not far away to relieve his big hands because of his stomach trouble.

The woman timidly pointed out the direction of the latrine to Zhan Yan, and said cautiously:

"Bad master, it's not that I want to hide it from my poor master, it's really my husband who didn't see anything!"

The former sentence was soft-spoken, and the latter sentence was a little excited.

Zhan Yan understood that this was the woman's fear that her husband would really say something, and invite the murderer to kill him.

But listening to her repeated emphasis, he guessed that the woman herself was not very sure.

It must have been because of the light that the woman had not really said anything to her husband, so it was possible that her husband might have seen something, but he had not had a chance to say it.

The latrine was not far from the farmland, and the woman was pointing in the direction of the river.

After walking along the track and field for half an hour, Zhan Yan saw a thatched latrine made of wooden planks, which was divided into two small rooms in the middle.

Ten paces away, Zhan Yan smelled a stench that was difficult to hide, and wondered how long it had been since he had cleaned up?

After waiting for a while, Zhan Yan saw a man in his thirties coming out with a wooden plank, obviously pulling hard, and he couldn't stand.

The man walked out of the latrine with a wooden plank, and cursed:

"It must be that mother-in-law's ghost! Otherwise, I didn't eat anything in the morning, how could I almost get out......"

was chattering, a man inadvertently raised his eyes, the man saw Zhan Yan, he looked at Zhan Yan in a daze and called out in a majestic uniform:

"Poor master?"

Zhan Yan's indifferent face rarely showed a disgusted expression, and he motioned for the man to come over, and both of them stayed away from the stinking latrine.

On the side of the track and field near the road, there was a big rock, horizontal and long, half a person high, and Zhan Yan began to ask the man here.

When Widow Miao returned home yesterday, the man and another man from the same village were still planting seedlings in the farmland, and they all saw the back of Widow Miao walking on the track and leaving.

When he realized the colorful gaze of Zhan Yan, the man hurriedly explained:

"Don't get me wrong! Although we have appreciation, we don't have the slightest crooked thoughts! I swear! It's true! ”

He was very afraid that Zhanyan suspected that he had something to do with the death of Widow Miao, and the man was very excited and swore an oath.

Zhan Yan didn't say anything about this, only motioned to the man to continue talking about what happened later.

The man was uneasy, and then spoke more seriously and carefully.

Widow Miao had just left the farmland for a short time, and when the man saw that it was dusk, he beckoned another man to return home.

From Bien Lo Village to the entire farmland at the foot of Bien Lo Ling Mountain, there is only one way back and forth.

When the two of them went back, they didn't meet anyone, after all, it was getting late, and the farm workers had already returned home.

The man recalled: "I didn't see Widow Miao all the way, thinking that she had walked a few steps quickly, and she should have arrived home... Who would have thought that this would be the case, the murderer is really mad! Not even such a poor woman! ”

The man angrily clenched his fist and punched the big stone, and the force was really not light.

Zhan Yan only glanced at it and asked, "At that time, you didn't see or hear anything unusual along the way?" ”

The man at first said no, but then he seemed to think of something, and he said uncertainly:

"That's going to walk through the hollows...... It was the place where the Miao widow was killed, and the people in the village called it the concave slope, and not long after the two of us walked across the concave slope, I vaguely seemed to hear a 'help' ......."

But the man didn't go to the concave slope that was only ten feet away from them to take a look.

At that time, he suspected that he had heard it wrong, the sound was very small, and it was just a sound, he was not sure at all, and the other man did not hear it at all, and said that it was just a cloud of wind and something, so the two continued to walk home.

The man regretted: "At that time, I wish I had turned around and had a look......"

Zhan Yan didn't speak, and when the man calmed down, he asked who the other man who was walking with the man was.