However, what the chubby policeman said also attracted the attention of the three burials, this is the fantasy world of the mountain tower crossbow, so these things may be what he has experienced.

And the way to get rid of the illusion is mostly hidden in the personal experience of the mountain tower crossbow.

Mook Shanta crossbow.

The third burial saw the name written on the nameplate of the clothes, which should be the full name of the man who summoned the evil god.

If people who are proficient in the science of damp caste or the mythology of damp poison here, most of them will be able to see the weight of the surname Shanta crossbow, the Brahmin caste, and the Brahmin of Brahmins.

Such a caste from the moment of birth means that it is not an ordinary family, and no matter how down, it is relatively down.

Not to mention that Muck looked like he had received a higher education, and the appearance of the nodding and hunched head of the entry-level police clothes reflected the extraordinary nature of his own identity.

followed the fat policeman in front of him into the police car, and the three burials still didn't say a word, which is in line with Muke's consistent image.

"Sir, let me tell you about the situation in Heiti Village first?" The fat policeman asked cautiously.

"Hmm."

If you come, you will be safe, and what the three burials think is very clear.

With Mook's permission, the fat policeman began to speak very quickly: "The village of Heiti is next to the White River, you know, the area where the untouchables live. ”

The fat policeman only mentioned this without explaining too much, and when it came to the distinction between castes, he believed that as the chief of the Brahmin caste, he knew better than himself.

The big guys have enjoyed the advantages of caste since they were young, and there is no reason to avoid them and feel less like them.

"Untouchables?" Although the time of coming to the damp poison is not short, the three burials are all used to rush along the way, and they do not feel too deeply, and the untouchables, castes, and the like have only heard in rumors.

"Well, that area is inhabited by untouchables, and so are the four little girls who were beheaded." The fat cop paused and said, "I guess, it's mostly honor killings." ”

"Honorable Murders?" The three burials really don't know what an honor murder is, but the fat cop doesn't have the idea of an explanation.

In his opinion, every damp poison person should know what is called honor killing, there is no need to explain it at all, not to mention that everyone is in the police system, and should be familiar with honor killings that occur every year.

"I want to ask, what is a honor killing?"

"Huh?" This illusion is so real that even the surprise of the fat policeman is expressed, "Uh...... Oh, by the way, sir, you grew up studying in Britaon, and it's normal not to know. ”

When mentioning Britton, the fat policeman showed a certain great vision, although in the official propaganda it is a hundred years of humiliating history, but in the eyes of ordinary people, Britton still has a high position, and there are not a few people who want to study in Britton or settle in Britun.

"Honor murder is to say...... The victims were not killed by outsiders, but by their families. ”

"For example, if a woman loses her virginity before marriage and behaves inappropriately after marriage, the family will kill the woman in order to save face in the outside world, and the father or brother will do it."

“……”

After listening to the fat policeman's explanation of the honor murder, the three burials were a little uncomfortable, this kind of backward thinking is more barbaric than bushido, seriously speaking, the three burials remembered that in some classics, the aristocratic families of the island country also have some similar cases.

But listening to the tone of the other party, it seems that this kind of thing is not uncommon in the cases taken over by the police, and it is just a trivial matter.

"In a small poor and backward place like ours, if this kind of thing happens to the police, it is estimated that the case will soon be investigated."

As he spoke, the police car finally arrived at the village where the incident occurred, and before he could enter it, he could see a group of villagers gathered at the entrance of the village, with their backs to the direction of the road.

These people are also dressed in damp and poisonous traditional clothing, more precisely the traditional clothing of the poor, and the filthy rags are draped over their bodies to cover their bodies, even if they are clothes, and the gaudy clothes worn by the high-caste people who appear on television have nothing to do with them.

There were also two police cars parked at the entrance of the village, apparently the police who had arrived first.

"Another cop is coming, the police are coming."

“！”

Seeing the arrival of the police car, the villagers bowed down to avoid it, fearing the deterrence of modern violence than the natural nobility of the upper castes.

The fat policeman took the lead in getting out of the car, took out the baton on his waist and waved it gently to disperse the surrounding villagers.

"Get out of the way!" As soon as he turned his humility and cowardice in front of the three burials, his momentum became different.

"Sir, please."

The third burial did not have such a conscious sense of caste superiority, he frowned: "Why do you want to drive them, since it is a case, it is natural to listen to what they know." ”

"Yes, yes......" The fat policeman nodded quickly, but explained with a difficult face, "This kind of miscellaneous work will be done by the people below, Chief Shanta Crossbow, it's better for you not to contact these untouchables." ”

Afraid that the commander would be angry again, the fat policeman continued: "You must pay attention to your identity, even if the shadow of a pariah falls on you, it is an insult. ”

"Shadows?" Sanfu was not angry, but wanted to laugh a little, it was the first time he had heard such a statement, which sounded much more serious than 'not being able to breathe the same air with this kind of person'.

As if to support the fat policeman's statement, the villagers retreated in fear.

Even knowing that this is a world in the illusionary world, the monks of the Three Burials still feel a little puzzled, which may be the reason why Buddhism was driven out by the Wet Poison Sect in this land, compared to the idea of equality of all beings, the rulers undoubtedly prefer the Wet Poison Sect, which is born with strict hierarchies.

However, as the crowd avoided, the three burials also saw the reason for the police to dispatch.

I saw four bound corpses kneeling on the ground, all limbs bound by hemp rope, so they could continue to maintain a kneeling posture after death, but the neck of the corpse was blank, and the head was cut off and placed in front of the corpse.

It's like a failed magic trick, but at first glance it's not scary, it's just that it feels magical, and then it's terrifying.

This is an honorable killing?

Beheading.

Ancient barbaric customs.

He also had a lot of lives in his hands, but all of them were innocent, and even if he wanted to punish the wicked and bury them, he would not use such an insulting practice.

Is this what Mook's vision wants to see?

Sanfu's heart was confused, and at this time, five more policemen came out of the village, and it seemed that the police car that had just stopped outside the village should have been driven by them.

Among the policemen were three elderly men, with dark skin and messy hair, and it was really impossible to tell the specific age.

"Sir!"

"Sir!"

"We've caught the murderer!"