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Before my words fell, the people leaned over to look at the corpse's head, and the policewoman's face turned pale, and she took a few steps back, and sat on the ground with a frightened expression, and said in a dusty voice:

"No, no, it's impossible, I, I came to see it with Sister Li yesterday, yesterday, I saw it, it's fine, what, how can it be gone?!"

The rest of the people also had frightened looks on their faces, but they weren't too out of shape. The old policeman turned to look at me, and his face was no longer the same as before.

Back in their office, the old policeman told the other people not to go out and talk nonsense about today's affairs, and then sent them away, leaving him and me alone in the office. He pulled out a Marlboro and handed it to me:

"Brother, smoke a cigarette."

I took it, and he quickly lit it for me, and said in a 'we know each other' tone:

"My name is Jiang Defu, I am the captain of the criminal police team of the city bureau, just now I also contacted your colleagues from the city bureau, they told me about my brother, this time we just invited you here, you see, don't rush back, just help my brother figure out this case, don't worry, my brother will definitely not let you work in vain."

I glanced at him and didn't speak. In fact, the purpose of my visit was to participate in their investigation. The boy's death was a strange thing, unlike anything I'd seen before.

The inexplicable death, the strange changes in the corpse, all this made me curious and wanted to find out. Lao Zhou said that my biggest problem is that I am too curious, so it is easy to get myself into trouble. But I don't plan to change it, if life loses the spirit of exploration, it will be too boring.

In the evening, we went together to the deceased's house, which was located on the outskirts of the city, about two hours' drive from the city.

The deceased's home was in good condition, and it was a small building with a single courtyard. The male owner of the house is surnamed Wang, about forty years old, and has the unique turtle atmosphere of the nouveau riche:

A gold necklace of no less than 150 grams, an Armani shirt, Barbry's trousers, Prada's belt, Salvatore Ferragamo's flat heels, and a Rolex with a diamond on his wrist. This outfit alone costs hundreds of thousands, but the deceased told me that he rode a bicycle to school, which is a bit too much.

As soon as he saw us, he immediately smiled warmly, not at all like his son who had just died. I was a little confused, but I didn't say anything.

As soon as we sat down, he called out his wife and the mother of the deceased, and leaned back on the sofa steadily, as if he had nothing to do with himself:

"I don't come back often, the child's affairs are all in charge of his mother, you just have to ask her about anything."

After saying that, he began to look down and fiddle with his phone.

The woman looked haggard, with tears on her face, and the clothes on her body were not gorgeous and precious, and they were not on the same level as men.

A small policeman began to conduct routine questioning:

"Name"

"Zhang Jingqing"

"Age"

"42 years old"

"Your name, sir, ask you!"

The little policeman looked up at the man of the house with some disgust in his eyes.

The man raised his head and said impatiently:

"I said, comrade policeman, didn't you all ask once last time you came? How do you do it again? Won't you just do what you wrote last time? ”

The little policeman's eyes widened:

"I said, how did you become a father? If something like this happened to your son, you are so impatient to cooperate with a record, don't you want to find out the murderer of your son earlier? ”

The man's face changed abruptly, but soon returned to normal, and he said with a sneer:

"No, no, how could I not want to find out who killed my son sooner? Trouble all police comrades, we must find out the truth as soon as possible, so that my son can also be blind under Jiuquan! ”

Jiang Defu looked at the man and said suddenly:

"The autopsy report has informed you that your son died of a heart attack, how do you know that someone killed your son?"

The man was stunned for a moment, his face was a little ugly, and he said hesitantly:

"I, my son is so young, what, how can he have a heart attack? Someone must have harmed him! ”

Jiang Defu glanced at him and did not speak again.

I didn't say a word during the whole questioning that night, and the man was much more honest after that, and cooperated with the whole questioning process.

I learned that his name was Chen Dajiang, that he owned a quarry and two coal mines, and that he was indeed a veritable nouveau riche.

During the whole questioning process, his attention was all on his mobile phone, and he did not listen carefully to the police's analysis and reasoning.

On the way back, I asked Jiang Defu:

"That Chen Dajiang is obviously abnormal, why don't you bring him back?"

Jiang Defu smiled:

"I also know that there is something wrong with him, but now we have no evidence at all, besides, on the day of his son's accident, he was in a mine hundreds of kilometers away, under what name can we bring him back? If this matter is really related to him, it will startle the snake. ”

I thought about it for a moment and asked:

"Have you checked the old man that the kid mentioned in the conversation with me?"

"I checked that a week before Chen Dajiang's son died, an old man surnamed Zhang in the village died of gas poisoning. After a visit, it was confirmed that it was indeed the afternoon of the second day after his death that the neighbor smelled the smell of gas and found that he was dead, and one ear had indeed been eaten by a mouse. ”

When he spoke, his face was a little ugly.

"Brother, I have been a police officer for so many years, and I have encountered a lot of strange cases, but this case is indeed a little strange, I suspect that someone pretended to be the deceased to chat with you on QQ in order to divert attention after killing the deceased?"

I shook my head and said:

"I'm not sure right now, we'd better go to the graveyard right now."

Jiang Defu nodded, and the car turned around and drove towards the cemetery.

There were no cemeteries in the countryside, and the dead were cremated and buried in a wooded area not far from the village, and we could easily find the grave of the old man.

It was a very small tombstone, with no tombstone, and a stone was placed next to it, presumably used as a marker.

Standing in front of the grave, I asked Jiang Defu:

"When he died, his children didn't come back?"

Jiang Defu nodded and said:

"Well, they didn't come back, this old Zhang Tou has a son and a daughter, his son and daughter are all working in other places, someone in the village called them, but they just sent back some money, but they didn't show up."

"Part-time job? Where do you work? ”

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