"We have all been deceived by this evil monk." Zen Master Kongyun angrily walked to the edge of the dirt pit.

"If the coffin lid is opened, all the soil on the coffin lid must be dug up, it will take a lot of time and effort, and it will be much easier to get out of here." Why Zen Master Dao.

"As long as Fa is digging a deep pit in front of the coffin." Zen Master Huairen said.

"Look-" Zhou Jialiang, who was half-squatting on the ground, made a new discovery.

Zhao Zimeng and Ling Hu Yunfei also half-squatted and looked at the place where Zhou Jialiang was fingering.

Everyone moved towards the coffin's head.

More than a dozen villagers appeared in the crowd, and they were most likely villagers from Shizhai.

The place where Zhou Jialiang pointed was the baffle at the head of the coffin, which no longer existed, or was buried underneath by the soil.

"Could the baffle at the head of the coffin be under the dirt?" Wang Biao came over with a shovel.

"Wang Biao, you dig up the soil, slow down, and be careful that the shovel head touches the baffle."

"Master, I understand."

Wang Biao dug with half a spade and half a spade, and his feet were also very light.

Zhou Jialiang only let Wang Biao dig alone, so as to ensure that the shovel head did not touch the baffle.

Wang Biao stepped lightly and dug gently, and Zhao Zimeng and Ling Hu Yunfei half-squatted beside them, staring intently at Wang Biao's shovel head.

Needless to say: the baffle at the head of the coffin should be pry open.

Zhao Zimeng remembered the words of Pure Water, on the night before Supervisor Jiecheng died of illness, when Pure Water and Huairen were on patrol, they once saw Fa Zheng in the carpentry room, and at that time, Fa Zheng was staying next to a coffin.

Fa Zheng is mostly doing hands and feet on the baffle at the head of the coffin, and Pure Water said: This coffin was beaten by Fa Zheng.

It can be seen that before Jiecheng died of illness, Jiecheng and Fazheng made a plan for the golden fork to be shelled.

Fa Zheng personally made the coffin for Jiecheng and went to the carpentry room, obviously preparing for Jiecheng's death.

On the night of the second day after Jiecheng died of illness, Fa Zheng should have gone to the cemetery to dig up the tomb and open the coffin, so that Jiecheng could return his soul.

Huairen's words further confirmed the situation provided by the pure water: "Captain Zhao, the poor monk remembered something. ”

"Master Huairen, do you want to say that the night before Supervisor Jiecheng died of illness, you saw Fa Zheng in the carpentry room when you were on your night patrol." Zhao Zimeng said.

"Captain Zhao, how do you know?" There was a big question mark written in Huairen's eyes.

"It's the clean water that told us."

"At that time, Fa Zheng was squatting next to this coffin—just in front of the coffin, and when we pushed open the door and walked into the carpentry room, Fa Zheng looked a little uncomfortable."

When the soil in the pit was dug a third of the way, Xiang Daimo turned on the light and aimed the light pillar of the light at the coffin.

Zhao Zimeng, Ling Hu Yunfei and Xiang Daimo clearly saw that there was a corpse lying at the bottom of the coffin, the corpse, with its head facing the head of the coffin and its feet facing the tail of the coffin.

The head to the chest is covered with earth.

Zhao Zimeng's mood suddenly became heavy. Although he was already sure that the body lying in the coffin was definitely not the body of Supervisor Confession.

But Zhao Zimeng still couldn't be happy!

If you want to find the source of the corpse, I am afraid that the comrades will have to take a little detour, use some brains, and spend a little time.

Jiecheng and Fa Zheng are too cunning, they can think so far ahead, and they can plan so carefully.

When Zhao Zimeng, Ling Hu Yunfei and Xiang Daimo's eyes focused on the corpse, a craftsman standing at the end of the coffin suddenly said loudly: "Master, Captain Zhao, come and see!" ”

Zhou Jialiang, Zhao Zimeng, Ling Hu Yunfei and Xiang Daimo stood up and walked to the end of the coffin.

"Chen Limin, what's the situation?" Zhou Jialiang walked up to the craftsman.

"Master, Captain Zhao, look-"

Zhao Zimeng looked at the place where Chen Limin's finger was, and there was a thumb-sized hole at the end of the coffin about thirty centimeters away from the edge.

This hole is exactly the hole that Zhao Zimeng and his comrades are looking for.

"There must be a hollow bamboo pole inside the coffin." Xiao Luhan said, "After the soil pile on the coffin is completed, the person lying in the coffin only needs to insert the hollow bamboo pole into this hole and push it up a little, and the air outside the tomb will enter the coffin through the bamboo pole." ”

"The reason why they put the hole here is because it's at the edge of the mound, and the middle of the mound is the thickest and the edge is the shallower.

Now that the air outlet has been found, there is no need to worry about the shovel hitting the part connecting the coffin lid and the coffin, Zhou Jialiang, Wang Biao, and Huairen wielded the shovel at the same time.

Ten minutes later, when the soil in the pit at the head of the coffin was dug four-fifths of the way, everyone saw the baffle lying at the bottom of the coffin.

Underneath the baffle should be the head of the corpse.

Obviously, after Supervisor Cheng climbed out of the coffin, the two men put the stolen corpse into the coffin with their feet towards the tail of the coffin.

Then the baffle is restored to its original state, and then filled with soil, and when the soil is filled to a certain point, the baffle can not withstand the squeezing of the soil, and finally falls inward.

In about ten minutes, all the soil in the pit at the head of the coffin was dug up, and the soil inside the coffin was also cleaned up.

There is a very shallow groove on both sides of the coffin head, and the baffle should be inserted in this groove, and the reason why Fazheng chiseled the groove so shallow is that he wants to open the baffle relatively easily after digging up the soil in front of the coffin.

When Zhou Jialiang and Wang Biao took the baffle out of the coffin, Xiao Changsong, Feng Yiming, and Cheng Qiushui came with the forensic box.

Master Huairen used a shovel to rub the remaining soil inside the coffin and stepped aside.

Xiao Changsong, Feng Yiming and Cheng Qiushui put on white coats, masks and gloves.

Feng Yiming went down to the pit, half-squatted, and slowly moved into the head of the coffin.

Cheng Qiushui fully unfolded a special body bag, spread it on the flat ground in front of the stone monument, and then descended into the pit.

Feng Yiming handed the corpse to Cheng Qiushui's hand, and Xiao Changsong took the corpse from Cheng Qiushui's hand and put it on the body bag.

Feng Yiming did not destroy the integrity of the corpse in the process of transferring the corpse, but when Xiao Changsong spliced it out on the body bag, he found that the deceased's right arm and right thigh were broken several times.

Feng Yiming and Cheng Qiushui also discovered this in the process of transmission.

At this time, Zhao Zimeng and Linghu Yunfei already had a bottom in their hearts.

This corpse is definitely not the corpse of Supervisor Jie Cheng!

Secondly, at the time of his death, the deceased had fractured his right thigh and right arm.

It should not be difficult to find the source of the corpse according to this characteristic.

When the corpse was halfway out, Cheng Qiushui's lamp shone on a strip: "Feng Yiming, look at what it is?" ”

Feng Yiming took the bones out part by part or piece by piece, and Cheng Qiushui used a lamp to illuminate Feng Yiming.

"Where?" Feng Yiming's attention was all on the corpse.

Cheng Qiushui, shaking the lamp a few times: "Where the pillar of light is pointing, in the right corner of the coffin." Did you see that? ”

In the right corner of the coffin, there was indeed a strip, strip, partly covered with earth and partly exposed.

"See."

"What's that?"

"It's like a bamboo pole."

Zhao Zimeng heard the conversation between Cheng Qiushui and Feng Yiming: "Feng Yiming, take out the bamboo pole." ”

Feng Yiming slowly moved a few steps into the coffin.

Soon, Feng Yiming's hand grabbed the bamboo pole.

Feng Yiming took two steps back and handed the bamboo pole to Cheng Qiushui, who was standing at the head of the coffin.

Zhao Zimeng put on gloves and took the bamboo pole from Cheng Qiushui's hand.

Everyone gathered.

The bamboo pole is about 70 centimeters long, and the height of the coffin tail is also about 70 centimeters.

The bamboo pole is generally thick from top to bottom, and its diameter is about the same as the diameter of the hole in the coffin lid that Chen Limin found.

Zhao Zimeng looked at the two ends of the bamboo pole, there was some soil in it, and then looked at the surroundings of the bamboo pole, especially the bamboo joints, there were eight bamboo joints, and there was a hole on each side of each bamboo joint.

"These holes are supposed to be left over from the time when the bamboo joints were opened." Ling Huyun said, "The bamboo pole must be up and down." ”

Zhao Zimeng picked up the crowbar that Zhou Jialiang put on the ground from the ground, put the bamboo pole on the top of the stone tablet, and smashed it with a crowbar a few times.

The bamboo pole quickly cracked.

Zhao Zimeng broke the bamboo pole, the bamboo knot no longer existed, and the entire bamboo pole ran up and down.

"Jiecheng and Fazheng are really not ordinary characters, they can all come up with this kind of trick." Xiang Daimo said.

The Tao of Supervisor Cheng is really deep.

Lin Di motioned for Zhao Zimeng to put the cracked bamboo pole on the ground, and then took a few photos.

From the moment Zen Master Huizheng found that the soil on the head of the coffin had been moved, Lin Di's camera was busy.

The drama of the golden fork shelling directed and acted by Jiecheng and Fa Zheng can be expressed and narrated completely with photos.

If the photos are taken well, the tricks of admonition and law correction can be interpreted through the photos taken by Lin Di.

Therefore, Lin Di did not let go of any details, even the hole at the end of the coffin lid, Lin Di took five photos, and Lin Di also put the cracked bamboo pole together and inserted it into the hole at the end of the coffin lid to take three photos.

Half an hour later, Feng Yiming and Cheng Qiushui invited all the corpses out of the coffin.

Xiao Changsong has completed the splicing of all the bones of the deceased.

Cheng Qiushui took out the autopsy report from the forensic box and removed the pen from his pocket.

Xiao Changsong said that it became a record of autumn water.

Gender, male;

Height, 167.8 cm;

Age, between 31 – 35.

Time of death, about 15 years.

According to the background information provided by Zhao Zimeng, Xiao Changsong asked Cheng Qiushui to make the following additions:

Before his death, the deceased's body had suffered serious injuries: first, his right lower leg was broken into three sections, and his kneecap was comminuted; Second, the right arm was broken in two.

Based on his age and the content of Xiao Changsong's addition, it can be seen that the deceased was not a supervisor of Jiecheng. When he died, he was fifty-one years old. There were no physical injuries.

The three Zen masters, Huizheng, Weihe, and Kongyun, unanimously saw from the height of the deceased that the deceased could never be a supervisor of Confession.

Supervisor Jiecheng is as tall as Master Huairen.

Master Huairen's height is about 1.73 meters, which means that the height of Supervisor Jiecheng is also about 1.73 meters, between 167.8 and 173, a difference of 5.2 centimeters.

Zen Master Puji and Supervisor Jueshui could see at a glance that the person lying in the coffin was definitely not Supervisor Jiecheng!