From 1911 to 1945, in these decades, some people in the land of China were famous for thousands of years, and some people were stinking for thousands of years.

As for us, we are small people, and our names will not appear in the history books. We are a special contingent under the military command, an organization that specializes in carrying out classified espionage missions. We are a group of murder experts in blue robes and sunglasses. From the first time we licked the blood from the knife wound, we began a life of digging our own graves. We are executioners from hell and will eventually return to hell.

My name is Wu Jingya.

I was 18 years old and had just been transferred to the Hankow Police Station as an intern. Just after the beginning of autumn, the weather is still very hot, Hankou is known as a small stove, and the temperature has risen to 38 degrees. Zhang Jincang, a comprador at the Peihua Company in Hankou, reported that his wife had been burned to death in her home.

The director pointed to Inspector Wang and said. "Do you know who donated money to buy the new weapons and equipment in our bureau?"

Inspector Wang nodded.

"Then do you know that there are Germans behind comprador Zhang?"

Inspector Wang nodded.

"Then do you know that if you can't solve the case, my black gauze hat won't be able to keep it!"

Inspector Wang nodded, and shook his head again, "No, Director, don't worry, we are now holding a case analysis meeting!" ”

The director slammed the table with his hand, "It's a fart for a meeting, I want the result!" ”

Inspector Wang walked out of the director's door in a daze.

Several agents were analyzing the case in the office, and Wu Jingya was still in the internship stage, so he was busy pouring tea for everyone.

Captain Zhang Pusheng said, "I don't understand, his wife died, report to us, don't let us go to their house to search, don't let us do her wife's autopsy, and let us solve the case within three days." Who the can break this. ”

Deputy captain Hong Yan said, "Captain, don't worry, I have inquired outside in the past two days, and Zhang Jincang's daughter-in-law is more than 20 years younger than him, and it was Zhang Jincang's chord that was renewed a year ago." ”

Team member Zhang Hui said, "I also heard that after this new wife entered Zhangjiamen, she attended various banquets and various drinking parties every day, and she had the news of lace with many people." ”

Zhang Pusheng shook his head, "You are policemen, not tabloid reporters." Tell me something about the case? ”

"Captain, I think there's something strange about this case." Wu Jingya, who poured the water, said timidly, "Look, his daughter-in-law is dead, it stands to reason that we should be allowed to go to the house to check, but Zhang comprador does not allow it, my first feeling is that his daughter-in-law may have killed him." But if he killed him, why should he call the police? ”

Everyone looked at Wu Jingya with disdain, this hairy boy, such an important case analysis meeting, let him sit in on the situation is already very careful, he still dares to express his opinion, I really don't know how thick the sky is.

The door was kicked open. Inspector Wang walked in angrily and pointed to Captain Zhang's nose and said.

"Do you know who donated money to buy the new weapons and equipment in our bureau?"

Captain Zhang nodded.

"Then do you know that there are Germans behind comprador Zhang?"

Captain Zhang nodded.

"Then do you know that if you can't solve the case, my black gauze hat won't be able to keep it!"

Captain Zhang nodded, and shook his head again, "No, Detective, don't worry, we are now holding a case analysis meeting!" ”

The detective slammed the table with his hand, "It's a fart for a meeting, I want the result!" Got a clue? ”

Captain Zhang pointed at Wu Jingya and said, "He is now in charge of this case, and he just said a few important points, and I believe that he will have a clue soon." ”

"I'll give you a day, if the case can't be solved, my position can't be kept, and you don't want to live a good life." Inspector Wang slammed the door and left.

Captain Zhang pointed at Wu Jingya and said, "You are in charge of this case now!" After Captain Zhang finished speaking, he hurriedly went to chase Inspector Wang.

Several other people looked at Wu Jingya pitifully, and Zhang Hui patted Wu Jingya's shoulder, "Why do you say you have such a mouth?" ”

When everyone dispersed, Wu Jingya sat alone at his desk and took out the file in the bureau and began to write the closing report.

Zhang's comprador mansion is a small three-story western-style building, and he is on the phone with his boss, Smith.

"Zhang, it's a great pity that your wife unfortunately passed away. Do I need to take a few days off? ”

"No, boss, I can adjust myself. Besides, I still need to coordinate the affairs in Guangdong. Zhang Jincang spoke calmly, holding a cigar.

The nanny saw that the master had finished calling and said to comprador Zhang. "Master, the funeral home's car is parked at the door, they are going to come in and take away Mrs。。。。。"

Zhang Jincang glanced at the nanny fiercely.

"Well, they're going to take her body." The babysitter stammered a little.

Zhang Jincang nodded.

Several workers walked into the bedroom that had been burned beyond recognition by the fire with body bags. After a while the bag was carried out, and because of the carelessness of the worker, one arm of the corpse slipped out like a blackened charcoal. Zhang Jincang said to the workers, "Tell your curator to cremate me immediately, and then send the urn over." ”

Master Liu in the funeral parlor was drinking alcohol alone, and suddenly a bag fell in front of him.

Master Liu opened the paper bag, "Roast chicken!" As soon as he looked up, Wu Jingya looked at him with a smile on the bottle of aged flower carving in his hand.

"When did you kid come back?" Master Liu slapped Wu Jingya. "How can you still be a policeman?"

"The world of the living is too noisy, come here and be quiet. Uncle Liu, have you sent any corpses here recently? Wu Jingya casually picked up the file on the table.

Master Liu said happily, "I don't have a corpse here one day!" You wash another cup, let's drink two cups! ”

There was a sound outside the gate, and Master Liu put away the wine and limped open the door.

"I just pulled it from Zhang's Mansion, and the curator said that you should burn it immediately! We'll pick up the ashes in an hour. Several workers tossed body bags on the morgue's washing table as they spoke.

After those people left, Wu Jingya secretly flashed out of the kitchen. "Zhang Mansion?"

Wu Jingya stepped forward, opened the bag, and saw a badly burned corpse. He broke open the corpse's thigh and groped it down. "It's a woman!"

Master Liu slapped Wu Jingya's hand hard. "Is your kid sick, don't you feel unlucky?"

"Uncle Liu, which Zhang Mansion is it?" Wu Jingya asked.

"There are still a few Zhang mansions in Hankou, Zhang Jincang and their house!"

"Do you know that his wife killed someone?" Wu Jingya said.

"You're saying it's his wife's body." Master Liu took a sip of the wine in the glass. "Hey, whose corpse you love, whose corpse you love, you can only burn people who do what we do."

Wu Jingya took a scalpel from the toolbox next to the cleaning pool, cut a triangular cut in the corpse's neck, and poked his fingers in. Then he broke open the corpse's mouth and shoved three fingers into the roof of the mouth and scraped it. Eventually, he dissected the corpse's belly.

Master Liu shook his head while eating the roast chicken in front of him, "I'm bold enough, you are better than me, how can you find a wife in the future!" ”

Wu Jingya said to Master Liu, "Uncle Liu, I have to ask you to do me a favor!" ”