Chapter 3: The Massacre

On the outskirts of Ziyang, there is an abandoned and dilapidated building, surrounded by weeds and a cemetery behind it. The small building looks dilapidated during the day and eerie at night.

Before the Qingming Festival, two migrant workers lived in the building.

Their job is to repair rain-washed cemeteries and eradicate weeds. The building is divided into two floors, and migrant workers live on the ground floor. That night, the two migrant workers were very drunk, and at night they seemed to hear someone crying upstairs.

In the middle of the night, a migrant worker went out to relieve his hands, and suddenly there was a sharp scream behind him, followed by the sound of convulsions and struggles, and then everything fell silent. He rushed into the building with the courage to see another migrant worker lying straight on the ground, his eyes bulging and blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

Rumors of ghosts in the building spread quickly, and no one dared to work there, so the management unit of the cemetery had to pay a lot of money to recruit, and after three days, only one of the newly released prisoners was willing to go.

The prisoner is called Huang Renfa.

Huang Renfa made two demands: "Give me a stick and give me twice the money." ”

The management unit agreed after consideration.

Sticks are used to fight ghosts. If it's a female ghost, Huang Renfa smiled.

The twilight was vast, and the smell of blood in the building was already very light, and a few bats flew in and out.

Huang Renfa finished his day's work, cleaned up the bunk, placed some plastic paper around the bunk, closed the door tightly, and placed a wine bottle behind the door. Experienced thieves do this, and if someone comes in, he will immediately find out.

Huang Renfa fell asleep with a stick in his arms.

He didn't know that the place where he lay was the place where the migrant worker died.

At midnight, the door slowly opened. The bottle fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Huang Renfa immediately sat up and clenched his stick—but there was no one but a cold wind blowing into the room. Huang Renfa breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, there was a rattling of the plastic paper, as if footsteps had stepped on it. Huang Renfa's eyes widened, there was indeed no one in the room, it was empty. The voice stopped in front of him, and the room was dead silent.

He coughed to give himself courage, and just then something licked his foot, and instinctively he stepped back, and the stick in his hand was slammed down. The stick made a muffled sound on the ground, and it must have hit the thing.

The moonlight shone in through the window, and a dead snake lay on the ground.

Huang Renfa swallowed and saliva, only then did he realize that he was covered in cold sweat. He picked up the snake with a stick and put it on the windowsill. He thought, roast and eat it tomorrow.

Soon after he fell asleep, he was awakened by a strange sound, which creaked, and the half-hidden curtains moved, and a shadow flashed.

He tipped the curtain with his stick, and suddenly saw a small, hairy head.

Huang Renfa's hands trembled in fright. It was a hallucination caused by fear, he rubbed his eyes, and the little head was gone. Huang Renfa remained motionless, listening to his surroundings, there was a faint sound of footsteps in the corridor, and the footsteps went upstairs, and then the sound of unloading heavy objects came from the roof.

It must have been a dead body in a sack, the devil's food. Huang Renfa's first thought was to get out of here quickly, and his second thought was to go and see. At this time, there was a whispering voice, and a thin voice could be clearly heard, "It tastes good." ”

Huang Renfa has been a thief and is a bold man. He had spent the night standing behind the door of one house and lying under the bed of another. Stealing from people is stealing, but stealing from ghosts is not stealing.

Why don't you pick up some ghost things, Huang Renfa said to himself, maybe some treasures.

Huang Renfa took off his shoes, tightened his grip on his stick, and tiptoed upstairs. The door of the upstairs house was hidden, and light smoke floated out, and the fire flickered, and through the crack in the door could be seen some strange silhouettes reflected on the wall, very strange shadows.

Huang Renfa smelled a fragrance of fried sesame seeds, he held his breath, put his ear to the door, and the following was the conversation of the ghosts:

"Divide it, Lord Shan."

"There are only big scales, no scales."

"I brought a sea cup (wine cup) and dug into it, exactly one or two."

"Who is he?"

"Young Master Han."

"Two nine-and-a-half pounds (head), hehe."

"There are two kings in the north, and there are Shuangding in the south, and Shuangding wants to come to worship the mountain (make friends)."

"Pull down, be careful with the water (traitors inside the drug traffickers), this is not a shelf building (restaurant)."

"It's good to know each other."

"They are Qianzhang (countrymen), these two are ......"

"I'm Sanwen from Hwaseong."

"I'm a cannon from the Northeast."

"My surname is Criba (Li)."

"My surname is Kuang Ji (Zhao)."

"The mountain master wears a pair of toads (leather shoes)."

"Xiaofei, where is the little cigarette pack?"

"I'm shaking the stool."

"Hmm."

Huang Renfa didn't dare to listen to it anymore, only a ghost would say such a thing. His legs were weak, and he just wanted to escape, when a boy and a monkey came in the hallway, and before he could figure out what was going on, the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his head.

This boy is Goofy, and the little monkey is the little cigarette pack.

Goofy pushed Huang Renfa into the house and said, "Catch someone who pinched the lantern (voyeur)." ”

There were four people in the house. It could also be said that there were five people. Because there was a monster in it, and the monster had a big lump on its neck, and it looked like he had two heads.

He is Young Master Han, and we will talk about this monster later.

"Do it according to the old rules?" Goofy asked.

"Send him on his way." Yamaya said.

"What's your name?" Goofy asked.

"Huang Renfa."

……

Pong, the gun went off.

The case has never been solved. The police claimed that there were no ghosts in the building, that the migrant workers had been bitten to death by poisonous snakes, and that Huang Renfa had been shot to death. There was a drug trafficking transaction at the scene, and what was left behind was a large scale, a wine glass, a bullet casing, a stick, and a dead snake. There were two piles of poop in the grass outside the building, one for people and one for animals.

Toilet paper are two $10 bills.

There is a family selling fritters on Yingfeng Road in Jiaxiang County, and their family came here to escape family planning. They were weeds that were thrown out, built sheds on the side of the road, and took root. Their home is one of many illegal buildings, and the government has "demolished" them with lime.

The woman's name is Sanni, who sells fritters; The man's name is Wang Youcai, who repairs bicycles. We often see street corner stalls selling churros and repairing bicycles.

The two of them did not have a good relationship, he stood in front of the shed and smiled at the person who bought the fritters, and his wife and three children cried softly in the shed.

Two girls, thin and ugly, and a boy, chubby, don't go to school.

In the summer, many people often see the little fat man biting ice cream bite by bite, and the two girls biting their nails bite by bite. Three children, all barefoot, running around the street.

Early one morning, their entire family was killed.

The police received a report and quickly rushed to the scene. At that time, Zhou Xingxing was already the captain of the criminal police brigade. Five corpses, naked, clothes piled up by the murderer, all the bottles and cans were opened, and the blood on the ground was mixed with soy sauce, soybean oil, alkali, and washing powder. According to the autopsy report of the forensic doctor An Zhongming, the deceased Wang Youcai was stabbed three times in the throat, his wife Sanni was stabbed twice in the chest, and the three children were strangled to death. After autopsy, there were undigested pork, mutton and beef in their stomachs, Wang Youcai drank wine, and Sanni also ate some melon seeds, and the time of the murder was about 11 o'clock in the evening.

Murder?

For so many years, they have been so poor that they often quarrel over a dime, and they are furious over the breaking of a bowl.

Vendetta?

They are all honest people.

Love killing?

Look at their two big yellow teeth, they never have a toothbrush in their mouths, and sometimes they wash their faces when they are happy.

Regarding the motive for the killing, Zhou Xingxing thought of seven different explanations, all of which he denied one by one.

Wang Youcai's house is not far from the hospital, and he often goes to the hospital to collect needles and bottles in his free time, and now he and his family's bodies lie in the hospital morgue.

The morgue was in a remote corner, seldom visited, with a path overgrown with grass, three dilapidated tiled houses, gloomy with dry vines clinging to the windows, and rusty iron fences. One was an autopsy room, with many potion bottles soaked in some human organs, a morgue, and the other was the caretaker's room.

The guard of the morgue was an old man, a little deaf and a little blind, and he liked to drink. On the night Wang Youcai's body was delivered, it rained lightly and he was drunk. As he slept, he saw a chubby hand slap the glass, and after a while, slap again. He suddenly felt his heart jump, and went out with a flashlight, and it turned out to be a toad, jumping up the window. Later, he heard a strange sound—like a hand scratching at a window, and a screeching sound from his fingernails clutching the glass. He went out with a flashlight, there was nothing outside, and the rain was still falling.

When the old man returned to the room, the moment he pushed open the door, he found a person standing behind the door, who was wearing a raincoat and had his head down, and his face could not be seen. The old man shuddered with fright, the flashlight fell to the ground, he groped for it, and the man was gone, and slipped away quietly. The old man thought it was a hallucination, and went to bed and curled up in the bed, frightened.

At 2 o'clock in the morning, the rain had stopped, the black clouds had dispersed, the moonlight shone on the morgue outside, the corpses were covered with white sheets, and the room was quiet, only the leaves outside the window were dripping with water. The old man never fell asleep, in a trance, he saw a corpse sit up, he recognized it as Wang Youcai, his throat was cut, his head was drooping, the old man had never seen such a thing as a corpse, he rubbed his eyes, and saw a man in a raincoat with his back to him, the man took out Wang Youcai's intestines, put his hand into his stomach and groped for something.

The next day, the old man died, dying of a myocardial infarction, and the story of haunting spread in the county.

For a time, people were panicked, all kinds of rumors spread around, and the residents of the county town closed their doors at night and stayed at home. The impact of this case was very bad, and it attracted the attention of the Provincial Public Security Department, and the case was solved within one month. The Criminal Police Brigade issued a reward order, widely solicited valuable clues from the society to solve the case, and promised to give 10,000 yuan to reward the informant.

During that time, there were a lot of people in front of the telephone poles. Zhou Xingxing was so busy that there was a meeting, there were many people, so he stood, and when it was his turn to speak, people found him leaning against the wall and falling asleep. Two weeks later, someone provided an important clue, he saw Wang Youcai buy a lottery ticket on the day of the crime, and a few days later, someone reported: "Wang Youcai has a habit, he goes to his neighbor Mazi's house every night to watch TV." "The case came here, suddenly clear, Mazi is suspected of major homicide, after interrogation, he did not have time to commit the crime, at least ten neighbors can prove that he played mahjong all night on the night of the crime, however, he confessed that Wang Youcai won more than 2 million yuan in the grand prize.

Who is the murderer, where is the lottery now, and who are the body robbers?

The day before the deadline for solving the case, Zhou Xingxing held a case analysis meeting, he announced that the murderer had been identified, and the person who sold the lottery ticket was immediately arrested, as well as the forensic doctor An Zhongming who was out of the police at that time.

The following is Zhou Xingxing's analysis report:

Wang Youcai bought a lottery ticket, and at 9 o'clock in the evening, he won more than 2 million in the lottery on the TV he watched at Mazi's house. Mazi said to him, don't make a fuss about this, be careful that someone robs you. Wang Youcai said, whoever robs it, I will swallow this lottery ticket in my stomach. This sentence was assumed by Zhou Xingxing, and this is also where he has always wondered why someone stole the body. In the theft case of Qingdao Xinxin Jewelry Store, Gu Xiuhong swallowed a ruby into her stomach; In the Zhanjiang drug trafficking case, Li Daming swallowed five condoms, and many people thought that the stomach was a safe place. Wang Youcai bought some cooked meat and went home, and we can imagine how happy the family was, but the whole family was killed at about 11 o'clock that night. After investigation, Mazi did not have the time to commit the crime, so there is only one murderer, that is, the person who knows that Wang Youcai won the lottery, who is that person, there is a hidden murderer here, with criminal fourfold reasoning, we learned that it was the one who sold lottery tickets. This person's name is Hu Dahai, he thinks about getting rich all day long, and has a criminal record, after he killed Wang Youcai's family, he rummaged through those bottles and cans and couldn't find a lottery ticket. Wang Youcai's body was sent to the hospital morgue, and Mazi drove him to steal the body that night, and he did not find a lottery ticket. So, where did the lottery go? Digested? Gone? This is the forensic doctor who dissected Wang Youcai's body.

After the whole case came to light, people found that the facts of the case were exactly the same as Zhou Xingxing's reasoning and analysis.

In December of the same year, the public security department awarded Zhou Xingxing the honorary title of "Special Outstanding People's Police". In the following years, this policeman, who only had the initial level of Chinese, successively solved a number of major and important cases, and successively won the first-class merit once and the second-class merit three times.

On the evening of July 13, 2000, in Xiaojing Hutong, Lixia District, Quancheng City, a cricket chirped a few times, the lights of the commissary went out, and four people were muttering something sneakily under a locust tree at the mouth of the alley.

Two drunken patrolmen had the whim to check their ID cards because there had been a minor burglary at the time. Let's remember the names of the patrol officers: Li Ping, Zhou Youshun.

"How many, what are you doing?" Zhou Youshun asked.

"Unloading sand."

"We're all builders, on the construction site over there."

"ID card, take it out."

"Who's going to bring that thing!"

"What's in the bag?"

"Instant noodles!"

"Li Ping, take a look."

"There's a pair of pokers, half a pack of cigarettes, instant noodles, yo ho, and a knife."

"I have an ID."

"No, take all four of them back and take them to the office."

"We're five people."

"What about the other one?"

"On it!"

The two patrolmen looked up and saw a small monkey crouching on a branch. The monkey jumped down and grabbed Zhou Youshun's face with both paws, and at the same time, Shanya grabbed the knife and stabbed Li Ping.

"Run!" The mountain roared.

The four of them ran and ran, but they ran into a dead end. Zhou Youshun took out his gun, Li Ping took out an electric baton, and the two people shouted and scolded and immediately chased after them, and blood flowed from their wounds.

The electric baton stabbed and stabbed, and the four of them quickly fell down with a groan.

Zhou Youshun said: "All handcuffed, handcuff that little monkey too, damn, catch me to death." ”

Li Ping said: "The little monkey can't be handcuffed. ”

Zhou Youshun said: "Then untie your shoelaces and tie them." ”

Yamaya and others were detained in the prison in the western suburbs of Quancheng. The police quickly identified him, and three other drug addicts found packets of heroin, which looked like spices, from instant noodles.

Yamaya refused to confess the facts of drug trafficking. He asked the examiner for a cigarette and burned his left eye with a burning cigarette butt.

The examiner later said to one of his friends: "I have never seen anything like this, he asked for a cigarette at that time, I lit it for him, and when I turned around, I heard a scream, and he fell to the ground." Hurry up and get to the hospital, he jumped out of the window while we weren't looking. It's the fifth floor, and there's a row of bicycles parked downstairs, and it's a mess, but it's not dead, and I'm still unconscious! ”

"What about the monkeys?" The pre-examiner's friend asked.

"It's time to send the zoo!"