Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Death of the Husband

A husband who has nothing to do with the Yang family, why did he die here for no reason?

Ah Biao and the other patrol members are all straw bales, without any reasoning and traditional criminal investigation techniques, let alone any clue about this matter.

It was delayed until early in the morning, and the sky was bright, and when the husband's family heard the news, they hurried to come, crying out for sorrow.

His wife, in particular, howled a heart-rending one.

The husband's name is Li San, 37 years old, a native of Ping'an Town, with a regular life and rest, day and night, responsible for the vigil of the entire Ping'an Town, usually likes to drink two or two small wines, and has no other hobbies.

The husband had some broken coins on his body, but the money was not lost, and there were no signs of trauma on his body.

Ah Biao is in a hurry, how should this be?

The county team was notified to send a police detective, but the victim was just an unknown husband.

"Captain... Why don't we carry the deceased to Uncle Nine? ”

is still the eight-character beard patrolman, and I don't know why he frequently mentions Uncle Nine in front of Ah Biao.

"But I've never dealt with that old way, and I have that incident last night..."

Ah Biao touched the missing small piece of front teeth, both moved and a little palpitating.

"Oh, captain, do you think the murderer will be a human in the death of this husband? Since we can't solve this case, it's better to throw it on Uncle Nine, not for merit, but for no fault. ”

Bazi Hu slyly looked at the body of the husband on the ground, as well as the family members lying on the ground and crying, and said in his ear.

Ah Biao weighed the pros and cons in his heart, patted his head, and decided to do what he said.

instructed two relatively sturdy patrol members, brought a bamboo stretcher, and carried the body of the husband all the way to Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang.

The husband and wife kept crying, which attracted the attention of the townspeople, and they talked about it one after another.

"What's going on? How did Li Gengfu die? ”

"I don't know, it seems that I died in the Yang Mansion last night for no apparent reason..."

"Yang Mansion? Which Yang Mansion? ”

"Ahem... Which one else? The one in the west of the town! ”

As soon as the Zhenxi Yang Mansion was mentioned, even the surrounding discussions were much weaker, and the older generation of Ping'an townspeople were very taboo about that place.

Only some people who later moved to Ping'an Town, or homeless people and businessmen, curiously asked about "Yang Mansion", and after the older generation of residents "popularized" a period of Yang Mansion's past, they also became taboo.

In Yizhuang, Uncle Nine and others were still asleep.

The hut that was semi-open-air by Shi Chen's palm thunder had not completely collapsed.

Except for the four-eyed Dao Chief, Uncle Nine and the others were all lying on the bed recovering the energy they had expended the day before, as well as the physical injuries.

"Woooooooooooo Old Li Tou, you died so miserably! ”

"Knock knock!"

"Uncle Nine, open the door!"

There was a call for the door outside the Yizhuang gate, and there was a woman's crying and mourning.

The four-eyed Taoist was not happy at this time, and stroked the sleeves of the Taoist robe on his arm, and walked to the door with a menacing attitude.

"Which heartless girl is crying at the door, it's really bad luck to step on the mother!"

"Woo woo, this Dao Master, please open the door, my husband died unexpectedly, and please call the shots!"

The husband and wife heard the scolding of the four eyes, wiped a handful of tears, and stood outside the door and begged.

Hearing this, the four-eyed Taoist chief scratched the itch on his back, and then slowly opened the door.

When he saw that it was the dogs of the patrol team who were carrying the corpse, he was suddenly unhappy again.

"What special habits do you have in the patrol team, okay, it's okay to fall in love with Yizhuang so much, what's the hurry, you will have a chance to enter Yizhuang in the future!"

Seeing that the dog carrying the stretcher did not carry a gun, the four-eyed Taoist began to taunt unscrupulously, and his words were quite vicious.

The two dogs were about to have a seizure on the spot, but they remembered that before leaving, Captain Ah Biao told them not to offend Uncle Jiu and the others, so they swallowed a mouthful of sulking into their stomachs.

After being stunned for a while, one of the doglegs straightened out: "That old... Dao Chief, please take a look, Li Gengfu usually works hard to keep vigil for the whole town, but now he has died, you see..."

"This is a murder, it's what your patrol team should do, and I can't do anything about it."

The four-eyed Taoist took advantage of it, and his heart was comfortable, but he didn't continue to ridicule.

Hearing this, the two doglegs placed the stretcher on the ground and uncovered the white cloth that covered the deceased's face.

In just a short period of time after leaving the Yang Mansion, the husband's face changed terrifyingly.

His eyes were wide open, he couldn't close them, his eyes were black, his lips were white, and his throat was slightly bulging.

As soon as the four-eyed Taoist saw the husband's face, he was not calm.

"What a lot of resentment!"

The Taoist got up and stretched out a finger to touch the cheek of the gendleam, as an expert on "corpses", he had fiddled with a lot of corpses.

"The skin is still elastic and doesn't die for more than five hours."

After adding a word, the four-eyed Taoist looked at the palm of the groomer's hand again, and pressed the deceased's chest with the other one.

There was no loss of the deceased's essence before his death, and his flesh and blood were there, and there were no bites or external injuries.

"He was scared to death..."

The Four-Eyed Daoist slowly got up and said his final conclusion.

"Huh? I'm scared to death..."

When the wife of the husband and the dog legs of the patrol team heard this conclusion, they were instantly stunned.

At this time, Shi Chen and the others finally woke up.

I heard a corpse in the doorway.

Together with Qiusheng, he hurriedly informed Uncle Jiu, and helped Uncle Jiu to go outside the hospital together.

Uncle Nine glanced at the death of his husband, his face changed, and he immediately came to the same conclusion as the four-eyed Taoist.

"He was scared to death, I don't know where he happened?"

"When Ah Biao left last night, a patrol member rode a bicycle to report to him, saying that there was a murder in the west of the town." Before he could reply, Shi Chen preemptively said.

"This little Taoist is right, the body of the husband was found in the west of the town, and it is not bad, it is the Yang Mansion in the west of the town..."

The two doglegs didn't dare to speak at this time, and obediently said what they knew.

"Yang Mansion?"

Uncle Nine has only been in Ping'an Town for a few years, and he doesn't know much about the past of Yang Mansion, but according to the death of his husband, there are a lot of cats in this matter, and the possibility of ghosts and ghosts cannot be ruled out.

In this way, he naturally cannot leave it alone.

"Li Gengfu is a registered person in the town, and the mayor of the town has already opened a reward, whoever can catch the real murderer, the town will reward ten silver dollars and three hundred catties of rice."

The dog leg of the patrol team was afraid that Uncle Nine would not agree, so he hurriedly said the reward in the town.

"Well, that's a good feeling."

Uncle Nine did not refuse righteously, in fact, Uncle Nine in daily life is still a little greedy for money, even Shi Chen and Qiusheng don't know why.

But it's not bad to be greedy for money.

A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.

This at least made Uncle Nine a lot more pyrotechnic and made people a lot closer.