Han Zhutou is also a lawsuit.

He is indeed the head catcher of the Changtu Mansion, but it does not mean that without him, the prefect's yamen will not turn. A few days ago, I heard that the case was not big, but it was just a quarrel between two villagers over trivial matters, and they were angry and killed. came to sue the official, and the evidence was conclusive. Han Zhutou was lazy for a while, and he didn't leave to send his subordinates to send him away. He Cheng thought that in a few days, such a change would happen.

Ye Dianguan called him to the prison, and issued a military order to the Zhou family, who was tortured to the point of not being human, if he couldn't get this demon's comrades for a day, they would have to eat a day's board in the patrol room.

Good guys, big lazy and little lazy, little lazy staring. The matter was inconsistent with the previous verdict, and An Zhifu felt that he had lost face, and Ye Dianguan was solely responsible. Ye Dianzhi was also afraid of taking trouble, after all, this was related to the black gauze hat of the prefect, so he sent Han to arrest the demon party within a limited time.

It's actually easy to do. Nowadays, there are a lot of homeless people who have no fixed place in Changtu Mansion, and if they are left outside, they will add to the chaos for a day. A lot of petty theft was committed by these people. But it's also a little good, when I encounter a case that can't be taken down, I just find someone to tie it up, put the charge on his head, make a criminal judgment, file the file, and the matter is over.

This set of techniques is very familiar to the patrol room. Han Zhutou originally wanted to concoct it in the same way, but after listening to the singing, he couldn't make up his mind.

If something goes wrong, it will be a demon. In the past, he didn't believe that there were any demons and monsters in this world. When he was a child, he was known for his bold children, and his father and mother used any ghosts to scare him, and he often said, "Where is it? I haven't seen a ghost yet! I'll have to see! ”

But since the incident of the field hunters, Rao is such a bold person, and he doesn't dare to disrespect ghosts and gods. Whether there are immortals or not, he doesn't know, but he did see with his own eyes what a ghost looks like! Since there are ghosts, it makes sense that there are monsters.

In the middle of the night, he went to the street and tied up a homeless man casually, treated him as a cult henchman, and escorted him to the yamen to settle the case. But there are evil things everywhere, and he can't say it accurately. If he finishes tying up, there will be no new cases after that. If another person dies, it is still said that there is a cult party member who has been left behind? The warden and the prefect were bound to question him.

Han Zhutou's family has been eating Yamen food for generations, and he naturally knows the hardships. What should be done and what should not be done, he can understand the "rules". I had no choice but to ask Mr. Peng.

I didn't think about it, it turned out that a colleague had already asked Mr. Peng for this matter. But Mr. Peng was helpless about it!

He used to call these Mr. Yin and Yang "jugglers". For no other reason, he himself has caught many witches and gods who have been deceived and abducted, and he looks down on the people who eat this bowl of rice in his heart. But Mr. Peng is different, this is a real ability. As soon as the yellow paper burns the peach wood sword, it can attract a ghost! This is not an immortal sitting on the ground, and it is not too much to say that he is a master!

But even the only person who knows about the head of Han is Mr. Yin and Yang who has real skills, but he can't find any clues, and he can't find out where this monster is hiding and how he is doing evil.

According to Mr. Peng, it is not only the brain marrow that is missing, but also the remnants of the deceased. Even if they do it, they can't find a shadow. It would be better to see the newly deceased corpse and perhaps find some clues.

This requirement is bitter and painful. There was a new corpse, and the girl's body was resting in the yamen. But the question is still that one, how is he going to bring Mr. Peng in unknowingly? If someone finds out, what kind of identity should be arranged for him so that he will not be suspicious? It's simply impossible!

They had to get ten boards a day in the patrol house, which was nothing. If two or three more people die, and the higher authorities hold him accountable, his job will not be saved. Since he was a child, he knew that he was going to eat at the Yamen when he grew up, so he had the ability to catch heads up and down, and he didn't have the skills to be around. If you really let the yamen blow out, you have to starve to death.

Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, Han Zhutou ignored Mr. Peng's invitation to eat, turned back and went down the mountain, and wanted to catch an unlucky ghost first. Han Zhutou is gambling, he is betting that when he finishes arresting people, there will be no new cases for a while. When the limelight passes, and there are similar cases, it can be excused that it is a resurgence, not that he has failed to handle the case.

This kind of kidnapping cannot be done in broad daylight. He made an appointment with two stern mouths and drank two jugs of good wine. I changed into my regular clothes, carried a sack of rope, and took advantage of the moonlight to pounce on the ruined wall.

This is where the poorest people in Changtu province live, and there are many dilapidated houses that are left unattended, making them places to hide filth and filth. It's not uncommon for someone to lose someone in this kind of place, and it certainly can't afford to make a wave.

Han Zhutou lowered his voice and instructed: "Clean your hands, don't make any trouble." ”

"Don't worry, boss." One of them also replied in a low voice, "It's not the first time, and it will definitely not cause you any trouble." ”

It has indeed become more and more chaotic in Fucheng recently, and there are too many displaced people who have fled from outside. Ping Suli is their biggest headache, but at this time, it is the intention of Han to catch the head.

The big moon will shine silver all over, and it is cloudless weather, even if you don't carry a lamp, you can see that the old man is gone. A group of three people lightly touched the door of a dilapidated house.

This house is a mud grass house, and I don't know how long it has been uninhabited, there is a lack of a corner in the east and a corner in the west, and the thatch on the roof is pitiful. Maybe one day a strong wind will blow this house away.

"This is it," a man whispered to Han's head, "the plate has been stepped on, and there is only one person here." Foreign accent, male, in his forties, a little crazy, and doesn't associate with people. That's it, yes. ”

Han Zhutou nodded and gestured to the two catchers. So they took their own and crept into the house, which had no door.

Looking closely through the moonlight leaking from the roof, I could vaguely see a person lying on the kang. A torn jacket was tightly wrapped around the body, and the waist arched into the shape of a shrimp.

"Okay!" One of them whispered, raised his hand and put the sack over the man's head, while the other picked up a whistle stick and slammed it on the man's head. Hearing a muffled sound of a strong knot, Han Zhutou shook the hemp rope in his hand and tied the person in the bag into a strong knot.

The one who carried the whistle stick handed the guy to the hand of Han Zhutou, stretched out his hand to copy it, and with a lot of effort on his waist, he carried this man on his shoulder like a dead pig, which is called a light car familiar with the road.

"It's done, let's go!" Han Zhutou greeted him, asking the one who carried the sack at the beginning to walk in the front, and the person who carried the person in the second place, and he took care of it at the end.

But after walking out of half a mile, the person carrying the person felt that something was wrong: "Boss, what does this smell like?" Didn't we beat him up and pee, right? Why is it so fishy? ”

Walking in the head of the casual accompaniment: "I can't help but go to the market to steal fish to eat, there is nothing to make a fire, take it to eat raw!" ”

Although Han Zhutou was worried at this time, you finally came to an end, and joked: "How can there be anything to eat raw?" Net is talking some nonsense. ”

"I'm not talking nonsense!" The one who walked in the head was not convinced, "I tell you, I saw it with my own eyes. The river was outside the city, and several little devils were bathing there, and I bumped into it. Fish caught from the river are sliced with a knife and eaten raw. ”

"Really?" Han Zhutou felt a little incredulous, "Isn't that like a beast?" ”

"And that's not all!" Walking in the head continued, "Guess what they're wearing?" ”

"What else can I wear?" Han Zhutou smiled, "You said that you went down to the river to take a bath, of course you were naked and took off clean." Hey, what the little ghost said, is it really like the girls in Chunfeng Garden are so small? ”

"I didn't look at it." The man also laughed, "You may not know that those little devils went down to the river to take a bath, and they were all wearing diapers!" It's the one we wrapped for the child, a piece of white cloth wrapped around the crotch, a curtain in front and a curtain in the back. ”

"Can't it......" Han Zhutou thought it was very strange, "diapers, and fart curtains?" This good guy! You're a little devil, aren't you? ”

"It's not...... I'll tell you, sir......"

"Don't talk about it!" Walking in the middle, the one carrying the person on his back suddenly shouted, "Something is wrong!" Chief, come and see! While shouting, he actually put down the person he was carrying on his back. He said, "I definitely on this guy just now, and my back is wet now!" I'm in new clothes! ”

"You deserve to come out and do dirty work and wear new clothes!" Han Zhutou scolded, "Carry it up!" Don't make a mess. ”

"It's not...... Chief," said the boss reluctantly, "really pee...... That's too much, right? I'm worried if we're beating people up in the wrong way? You touch, my back is soaked. ”

The one who was walking in front suddenly shuddered: "That's not right! You hold your legs and carry this person on your shoulder, if you pee, you should be wet on your shoulder first! Back ...... That's the head! ”

Hearing this, the one who carried the person also shuddered-he knocked the stick just now!

Han Zhutou was also shocked, stepped forward and stretched out his hand, and wiped it on the waist of the person who carried it. It's warm and sticky to start with, not like urine. With a pinch of his fingertips, he took it to his nose and sniffed it carefully, and his eyes widened at once: "Fuck it!" Blood! Open it up and see what people look like! "It's one thing for them to take scapegoats, it's another thing to get killed.

I hurriedly opened the sack, and walked in the head and felt the fire fold to blow it up. But he was stopped by Han Zhutou: "Slow! It doesn't matter if it's dead or alive, let people find out, let's forget it, quietly, don't light it. ”

Fortunately, the moonlight is good tonight, and I can still see some things faintly. The blood did come out of the back of the head, and it was exactly where Shicai carried the stick that fell on the man. This frightened the man, and he sat down on the ground with a "plop", and his hands trembled.

Han Zhutou gritted his teeth and shook his head: "You don't have such a strong strength, you knock down people's heads with a stick!" Indeed, according to this bleeding, there must have been a small wound. Even if you beat someone to death with a stick, you shouldn't have shed so much blood.

He reached out and reached over slowly, feeling an opening the size of a copper coin in his occipital bone. The roundness is abnormal, and the wound is as smooth as a mirror!

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