I nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes, that's what we need to do right now." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I turned around and looked at Xiaokang, wanting to see if Xiaokang had any thoughts at this time.

Xiaokang was like a wandering spirit, and suddenly I looked at him, and the whole person hurried back to his senses.

When he came to his senses, he proposed, "I think our top priority at the moment is probably to find the puppeteers in the village first." Since this case is related to puppets and is dominated by puppets, I think we must first understand the puppets, know the reasons why the murderer used puppets to commit crimes, and then understand the murderer's motives for using puppets to commit crimes. Do you think I'm right? ”

He just said it, but I felt that what he said made sense.

So I directly adopted the opinions of him and Zheng Li.

Zheng Li and Xiao Liu went to investigate what the dead had in common, and we were responsible for learning about the puppets in the village.

After clarifying the division of labor, the next day, we visited Master Zhao, who was more respected in the village. Master Zhao has always been a puppet craftsman.

As soon as we entered his house, we saw so many puppets, piled up on the left and right. Each of those puppets is delicately made and lifelike.

Their eyes, in particular, are like real people.

We walked all the way, and I watched the puppets all the way. Xiaokang is holding a notebook and has been recording what Master Zhao said.

"Puppets are actually really spiritual ......"

For what Master Zhao said, I was actually not interested at all.

After stopping in front of a very expressive puppet, I looked at the puppet and asked, "Master Zhao, when did you start doing this?" ”

"From a very young age. Ever since I was sensible, my grandfather did this, and my dad did this! ”

"So will your puppets be sold to puppet troupes?" I asked.

He walked over and straightened the puppet in front of me, then nodded and said, "Definitely, as long as someone buys it and the price is right, then we will sell it." After all, old craftsmen like us also want to eat and earn money for our children to study. ”

"So will you be a puppet?" I asked with a smile.

He nodded and said, "It must be, before, we ...... here"

At this, he suddenly felt that he had slipped out of his mouth and said something that should not be said, so the voice stopped abruptly.

This made Xiaokang even more curious.

Xiaokang immediately asked, "What happened before?" ”

He gasped deeply, then shook his head and denied, "Nothing, those are in the past." ”

"Oh." Xiaokang responded.

I was also interested, so I speculated and asked, "What you just wanted to talk about was that 20-year-old theater troupe, right?" ”

Hearing this, his face changed suddenly, and he suddenly became very ugly.

He frowned secretly, and after thinking for a while, he frowned, sighed, and asked, "You are a foreigner, and you are so young, how do you know about that troupe?" ”

"Because I've heard of it too."

Xiaokang was very curious, so he asked, "Boss, what kind of drama troupe are you talking about?" ”

"20 years ago, there was originally a very popular theater troupe, but something happened, and that theater troupe was gone. And the class master left a curse back then. ”

"Don't talk about it." Master Zhao stepped forward and covered my mouth. At the same time, his eyes glanced left and right, as if he was afraid of the puppets next to him that seemed to be really full of souls.

I slowly took his hand away, and then said firmly: "Master Zhao, you don't have to be afraid. It's the 21st century, the age of science. There is no such thing as superstition. Many of the cases I have handled were suspected to be committed by unknown spirits before, and then I have solved the mystery. In fact, there are no ghosts, it's just that there are people behind them. ”

Even though I said that, Master Zhao turned around and walked in.

He came to a spiritual seat, took out three incense sticks, and sincerely bowed to the Ci Guanyin placed on this spiritual seat, and muttered: "Young people are not sensible, please bless them with good luck and good luck when they are ......evil."

Fall on one's feet?!

What happened to us?

After he inserted the three handfuls of incense into the incense burner, I smiled again: "Master Zhao is not that serious, right?" ”

He smiled faintly and said, "When I was young, I was like you, and I always didn't believe in evil in everything. There is even a feeling that the heart of the Yellow River is not dead. Until now, when I am old and old, I have to believe in everything. However, it also has to do with some of the things I've experienced. I can't tell you these things, but I want to remind you that the investigation of the case is the investigation of the case, and don't disturb the ancestors. ”

The ancestors he said should be the people who died before.

I was suddenly more interested in it.

Since he won't say it, then I'll find someone who has to say it!

That man was the village chief.

As the village chief, I am of a higher rank than him, so he has to say it.

When I found him, I ordered him to tell him what was going on.

He finally had to say, "That was in '97." At that time, the puppet troupe was very famous, because it was a skill that had been passed down for hundreds of years. Every time they announced that they were going to put on a puppet show, people from neighboring villages and even towns and cities would come over to take a look. That was the most beautiful time in our village. But then ah......"

Speaking of this, he paused a little, not daring to continue.

In fact, I also understood the general content, so I asked directly: "I just want to know, where is the daughter of that family now?" What now? In terms of age, he should be thirty or forty years old by now, right? ”

The village chief frowned.

After being silent for a long time, he said, "Officer Lu, this person in our village really doesn't know!" At that time, someone came from above, and when the autopsy was conducted, no female corpse was found. Since then, no one in our village has seen her appear. If you count her age, she should be about the same age as me, forty-three, right? ”

"So is that bullying really dead?"

As soon as I finished asking this question, a gust of wind blew outside for no apparent reason, which was very unfortunate. The wind blew the pages of papers on the table flying.

At this moment, the village chief was so frightened that he almost knelt down, and even more cried.