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Ding Ermiao picked up the wine glass, toasted the old man of the Lao family, and asked, "Then do you know why a column is built under the beams of the He family's house?" ”

"Isn't that the girder was not solid at that time, so He Bing was worried that the girder would break and the house would collapse, so he used pillars to prop it up." The old man of the Lao family said without thinking.

Ding Ermiao smiled slightly, noncommittal.

"What, is there a problem here?" Lao Shichu asked with a frown.

"What do you say?" Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said:

"I can't figure it out anyway. Since there is a risk of breaking the girder, it means that the four bungalows below are of poor quality. Since the quality is very poor, it should not be put on top of it. Captain Law, what do you think? ”

Lao Shichu thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "Makes sense!" But I don't understand, how can you care about the He family's house? Could it be that there is a problem in his house, and it is easy to attract evil spirits, so there is a tragedy in the family? ”

"You can say this ↓ million + book ※ + novel ↓." Ding Ermiao nodded and continued to eat and drink.

Knowing that his son was going to discuss the case, the old man of the Lao family simply drank two glasses of wine, then left the table and went back to his room to rest.

Seeing that the old man was gone, Ding Ermiao lowered his voice and said to Lao Shichu: "Captain Lao, under the pillar of the He family, there is a problem!" ”

"What's the problem?" Rouschu asked.

"Below, the ** of the ten...... Crush a dead man! Ding Ermiao said.

"Huh?" Roth was so startled that he could barely hold the chopsticks in his hand.

Not only Lao Shichu, but even Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao were also surprised.

It's disgusting to think about a dead man in the house. Last time in the ancestral hall of the Gan family, although the bones of the seven little ghosts holding the pillar were also pressed under the pillar, it was still the location of the front corridor after all, not indoors.

Moreover, the ancestral hall was originally a place to worship tablets, and it was usually inhabited.

After a long time, Lao Shichu wiped a cold sweat and said, "Brother Ding, this matter is not a joke. Could you be mistaken? They are all from the same village, He Bing, I still know better, an honest farmer. ”

"If you don't believe it, pull the chicken and pull the ...... Pull to. Ding Ermiao raised his eyebrows, and said, "Let me ask you, does He Bing know some crooked spells or something?" ”

Lao Shichu shook his head blankly and said, "I haven't heard of it." ”

Ding Ermiao thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "You better invite the old man out, I want to know about the history of He Bing." ”

So, the old man of the Lao family was invited to the table again.

"About He Bing, in fact, he is also a hard-working child." The old man drank his tea, spoke slowly, and said:

"His grandfather was a well-known wealthy here, and later the family property was confiscated and criticized. was criticized together, as well as He Bing's mother. Her mother, but she is a witch in this area, and she can dance to summon the soul of the dead or something. ”

I see! Ding Ermiao smiled slightly, presumably He Bing's evil method was left by his mother.

"He Bing's mother is a goddess? How did I not know? Rouschu asked.

Now Lao Shichu finally believed Ding Ermiao's words. The old lady is a goddess, and her son knows some crooked and evil little spells, so it is not difficult to understand. So just now Ding Ermiao said that He Bing might spell.

He glared at him and said:

"How old are you? When He Bing's mother died, you had just been born, and you were ...... in your mother's arms like a kitten. That year, He Bing was fifteen or sixteen years old. Alas, it is not easy for him to earn this family business alone. originally thought that he could enjoy happiness in his old age, but who knows, such a thing will happen again! ”

Ding Ermiao interrupted the chatter of the old man of the Lao family and said, "Old man, just tell me about the things before and after the He family built a new house twenty-five years ago." ”

"At that time, ......?" The old man thought for a moment and said:

At that time, ...... in the entire village, He Bing and his wife were the most capable. They are the first to build a bungalow in the village, and there are four rooms in one building, in the village, who doesn't envy the new house of the He family? But ......"

"But what?" Ding Ermiao asked.

However, in order to build these houses, He Bing also owed a lot of debts at that time. Before the new house was built, many people came to ask for debts. ”

Is it murder for money?

Ding Ermiao pondered for a while, and then asked, "Do you remember when the old man built the column under the girder of his house?" How long after the house is built, will the pillars be erected? ”

"At the end of the year, I remember." The old man thought for a moment and said affirmatively: "The beams of his house are in winter. Then at the end of the same year, columns were laid under the girders. ”

"Did you ask someone else to build that pillar, or did He Bing build it himself?" Ding Ermiao asked again.

The old man nodded and said, "He built it himself, and he already has the skill of a bricklayer." ”

"So ......, what happened to the debt owed by He Bing to build a house? How long has it been since it was repaid? ”

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know this, it's not easy to inquire about money." But as far as I can see, within a year, He Bing turned over, because he couldn't see the person who wanted to pay the debt to the door. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded, indicating that he understood.

"He Ting's matter, put it aside for now, and now talk about the pillar." After the meal, Ding Ermiao called Lao Shichu aside and said:

"Actually, it's quite simple. That is, He Bing built a house back then, because of financial constraints, so he saw the intention of wealth, killed a rich man, buried the bones in the ground, and then built a pillar on it. ”

"So sure? There are many ways to destroy the corpse, why did He Bing hide the corpse at home? Rouschu asked.

Ding Ermiao smiled and asked rhetorically: "You are the captain of the criminal police, why do you say?" ”

"Unless ......, his home is the scene of the first crime, so bury the bones on the spot, so that the clues will be the least." Rousch said thoughtfully.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said:

"That's a point. Another point is that this kind of corpse disposal can be regarded as an evil method. The pillars went straight to the girders, which was equivalent to crushing the deceased with the weight of the girders. It can make it impossible for the soul of the deceased to escape, and it is impossible to go to the underworld to complain. In this way, the murderer can go unpunished in both the yin and yang worlds. ”

After a pause, Ding Ermiao said again: "He Bing's evil law must come from his god mother-in-law. ”

As if he was listening to the Arabian Nights, his face was full of disbelief.

After a long time, he said, "Although that pillar is a little strange, your speculation ...... Mysterious and mysterious, empty words, I really can't believe it. ”

Ding Ermiao rolled his eyes and said, "You call a few brothers, push the pillar to it, and dig it down to know the truth." ”