After looking at the house for a while, the little Zhuo policeman saw me sighing and smiling, so he asked me, "Do you see something?" ”

To tell the truth, as far as I have just observed, this new house does commit the burial of the child, take the structure of the whole house, it is exactly the same as the burial of the child, the big house on all sides, there is a small house in the courtyard, but the owner did not live in the new house, this burial should not have much impact.

What really makes me feel unrelieved is that the position of the roof of this house is a little uneven, and the two ends are uneven.

However, these things have little to do with Wang Yangming's death, after all, these are some problems with the house.

I told police officer Xiao Zhuo what I had seen, and when he heard it, he wondered, "Then what were you laughing at before?" ”

I smiled bitterly and said: "Laugh because the feng shui of this house is good, according to my senior brother's paper, the general mountains and rivers are beautiful, there is a high back, there is a beautiful water in the front, there is no obvious shape, the lighting and ventilation are good, this is a good feng shui treasure, you look at this house again, sit to the prosperity, the house hides the wind and gathers qi, it is indeed a rare good place." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Xiao Zhuo policeman frowned and said, "You just said that this house is in trouble, how can you say that this feng shui is good, isn't it a contradiction between the two?" ”

I smiled and said, "No matter how good a feng shui treasure is, there are flaws, and whether the flaws are good or bad depends entirely on what the builder thinks." ”

After saying this, I don't want to talk anymore, mainly because I don't know much about feng shui, and as far as I am talking about this little thing, I still learn and sell it now.

At that moment, I stared at the house for a while, but I still didn't see anything, I heard a rush of footsteps, and turned my head to see that it was Zi Dayuan and his wife who led Wang Runxue over.

That Wang Runxue was dressed almost the same as yesterday, and when he saw me, he asked in a deep voice, "I heard, do you have a way to prove that my son's death has nothing to do with Zi Yangtao?" ”

I hummed and said, "If you want to prove how Wang Yangming died, the reason is very simple, you only need to do three things." ”

"Oh!" He was stunned, "Which three points?" ”

"First, I want to check the body, second, I want to know what happened to you when you put up the beams of this new house, and third, I want to know what Wang Yangming did the day before he died." I don't slow down.

I say this because I have my own intentions in mind.

After listening to my words, Wang Runxue thought about it slightly, and didn't speak directly, but stared at me for a long time, estimating that it would take five or six minutes, which made all of us anxious, but no one dared to speak, until Wang Runxue slowly spoke: "Okay, I meet your three points, if I can't convince me, I can only tell you, boy, you are in trouble." ”

I was a little confused, how could he agree?

This is not right, that Wang Yangming has already been buried, I proposed to check the body at this time, that is, it is determined that Wang Runxue will not agree, and I can follow this step and say, if he does not cooperate with me, there is no way, and finally, I will fool him with a little feng shui knowledge.

Could it be that this Wang Runxue is really willing to dig up his son's body?

It's still not right, if he digs up Wang Yangming's body, this is not in line with the rules of our countryside, after all, Wang Runxue just suffered the pain of losing his son, and asked him to dig a grave, it would be more uncomfortable than killing him, if he really dug it out, it can only mean one thing, he doesn't love Wang Yangming as much as he imagined.

In this way, I have another rhetoric, let me ask, which father is willing to dig up his son's grave, if you want to say that there is no cat in it, who believes it?

At the moment, I was about to speak, that Wang Runxue reached out to his pocket and touched it, and soon, he took out a mobile phone, that mobile phone I had heard my classmates say, it seems to be a certain model of Siemens, it is said that this mobile phone is 03 in the first half of the year just came out for a long time, with a new function, take pictures.

This made my brows furrow suddenly, he took this kind of mobile phone, there is no doubt that nine times out of ten he took a photo of Wang Yangming's body.

That Wang Runxue should have seen my reaction, and said with a smile: "Don't try to play tricks in front of me, since Wang dares to promise you, he will naturally have a backhand." ”

As he spoke, he tinkered with his phone and handed it to me.

To be honest, this is the first time I take a mobile phone, I am inevitably a little nervous, this is also a helpless thing, the first time to contact this kind of high-tech, especially like this kind of mobile phone with a camera function, at that time it was even rarer, only some rich people are willing to buy, like my hometown, not to mention this kind of mobile phone with a camera function, not even a mobile phone.

However, what really made me nervous was a photo in this mobile phone, this photo was taken on the back, how large and small dozens of black palm prints, disorganized, without any rules at all, giving people an indescribable strangeness, as if it was taken alive by someone, and it seemed to be highlighted after death.

For a while, I couldn't be sure how these black palm prints were caused, but I have one thing, I dare to conclude that Wang Yangming's death has absolutely nothing to do with Zi Yangtao.

Having made up my mind, I looked at Wang Runxue, and before I could speak, I heard him say, "I just need real evidence." ”

Listening to this, don't talk about me, even Police Officer Xiaozhuo and Zi Dayuan know that this Wang Runxue is pretending to be confused, and there is no way to do it. After all, his son is indeed dead, and Zi Yangtao has indeed beaten him, and whoever puts it on him will insist on Zi Yangtao, to put it bluntly, it is still the same sentence, and he has to pull a cushion.

And the reason why he asked us to find out was to find out how his son died.

It was only at this time that I fully understood, no matter what, Wang Runxue always stood on the highest point and looked down on us.

Thinking about this, I stared at the photo for a while, except for dozens of black palm prints, I couldn't see anything anymore, so I stupidly returned the phone, and asked Wang Runxue what happened to him a few times before his new house.

He didn't hide it, he told me directly, yes, his new house was on the beam three times, the first time the beam was on, a master carpenter fell from the roof, fortunately, when he landed, there was a pile of mixed cement on the ground, the master carpenter fell into the pile of cement, no major injury, only broke an arm.

When the second beam was put on the beam, the situation was more serious than the previous carpenter master, and he also fell from the roof, his limbs were broken, and even his head was knocked out of a lot of blood, so Wang Runxue also lost 10,000 yuan in medical expenses.

What puzzled me was that when it came to this time, Wang Runxue became spitting and swallowing, as if there was something difficult to say, and it was not until I asked a few times that he slowly opened his mouth to tell me.