Chapter Forty-Nine: The Withered Flowers

Li Yaohong drove quickly past the big willow tree, and Inspector Cheng deliberately glanced at it:

Company Commander Zhu's car is not there - it seems that "Zhang Da" they have already left?!

He found that Li was not holding his mind at all, turned his head and said:

"Are you feeling unwell? I'm coming-on? ”

"It's okay! I just think Ya Ping - weird and pitiful. Her mother died early, his father is now 'going to die', his brother is not married, and he is desperately trying to die - he has fallen into a deep well - he has been wronged for many years and has not been able to make a public - hey - "You want to be red and very sad, and slapped the steering wheel - reduce the throttle:

"It's really a thin face, and the world is unpredictable!"

"And 'Li Xuefen'! - If only the case could be solved - it would be nice to chat?! Throw that heinous pervert directly into the well - nag! Cheng Yong was indignant and said casually:

"Let him also taste the taste of free fall - buried at the bottom of the well - no one to collect the body!!"

"Brother Yong, Xue Yan - pay attention to your identity?! — I also hate itchy teeth! Anyway, there has to be a to get 'him' out first?! After all, Li Yaohong is older, and he speaks more squarely:

Even though the cold petals of Wangchun just now - impartial in the whirlwind - landed right in his collar, it was really weird?! He would rather regard it as the expectation of "Yaping", the detective's clarion call-

He subconsciously touched his coat pocket—which contained the petal—and turned around and tucked it into his work diary...

"Then—let's go to the Shangmacun Coal Mine immediately, and find Liu Yalin as soon as possible to identify?!" Inspector Cheng suggested: This is the heavy responsibility assigned by the silver fox, and it is impossible to collect troops without seeing the bottom - it is not possible to collect troops?!

"Okay! That's what I think too. Let's go to the ruined well first -- see if there's any new discoveries? Li Shu increased the throttle again:

He was looking forward to the unfinished dirt......

In the afternoon, Ai Chunguang let the pony get off at the Mabeishan Stone Mine - let himself get off the car: decided to walk to the site -

This area is mostly rocky, the soil is poor, and the roadside is a large area of dead grass and thorn bushes, and occasionally there are a few black locust trees, which have not yet spit green, but also bare, and look listless.

Through the gray air, as far as the eye can see, there is a large area of abandoned farmland in the distance south of the horseshoe slope, and the white flowers faintly come into view, which are artificially cultivated spring flowers - reminding people: this beautiful child in the south of the Yangtze River is already spring...

The big man Xiao Ai dragged his heavy steps, thinking about his thoughts--to the waste well--walk-

"Fellow? You're here to nag—" Xu Jin greeted him excitedly: anxious to know - last night's "autopsy situation"?

"Hmm. You've been keeping it until now - so hard! Chunguang and the police officer standing next to the cordon - nodded.

"I've got something - ask you?!" Xu Suo pulled Chunguang to the side of the slag heap.

"......" Ai Chunguang swept towards the fresh mound of earth from him: probably less than two meters high?

"Yesterday's one, can you be sure that it is 'Liu Yaping' from Donggou?" Xu Jin's gaze was urgent, and he lowered his voice and asked.

"At the moment it looks like - it's very similar, but - some technical expertise needs to be done? Li Suo and Cheng Tan are looking for someone - further 'identification'?! Chunguang replied very measuredly.

"I guessed - it's her, you heard 'Camp Commander Min talk about the land' that day, and we ended up in the 'Donggou Detective Place', and they ended up in the same way!" Xu's excited and suppressed voice - it sounds strange:

"In this way, it's 'finished'..."

"Fellow, can you help me with a hand? We cleaned up the slag that was dug up yesterday - finished? Chunguang didn't move out of Niu Da - this "Shang Fang Sword": he believed that Xu Jin - would agree!

"Good! Start doing it now, it looks - not much better (not much)? If you don't do it faster, you may not be able to finish it before dinner?! Xu rolled up his sleeves:

In public and private, he will help this serious and decent little fellow...

"Huh?! Is there really a thing? Xu Jin, who was dry screening, made an unexpected sound:

"It's a keychain! Come on, folks, look?! ”

After careful cleaning, Chunguang saw that it was a "small fish" - made of plastic rope - very skillfully handmade, and there were 3 keys on the small ring of the fish's mouth - two large and one small: all of them were "slotted".

"I don't know if it's - Liu Yapingdi?" Xu is full of questions:

If so, the woman's keychain is usually in the bag, why does it appear alone in the underground slag? If not, could it be that the murderer accidentally dropped his key in the well when he was dumping the body? Or irrelevant people - passing by, the key fell into the well ...

"......" Chunguang didn't make a sound, took out the camera - take pictures to fix: first take the overall overview of the keychain, and then press the small fish and the three keys on both sides - again.

"Does it have anything to do with the case? Let's get it back first! Xu Suo, fellow - you are a lucky general - as soon as you get started, there will be a 'harvest'! "Chunguang is heartily sure.

Xu Jin was very happy - rubbing his hands: After all, the sweat was not in vain, and the hard work was not in vain-

"Yesterday I didn't find any keychains in Yaping's bag. This - recognizable, and can also be used for lock-picking experiments - to confirm? At the very least, it's a 'little catch' – the work is in place – and it really matters! Ai Chunguang wants to put away the "physical evidence" and continue to work...

Later, the two cleaned up some small pine nut-like particles: what kind of plant seeds do they look like?! Spring is also the norm - take pictures, extract!

"It's almost 5 o'clock, Xu Suo, Chunguang, the two brothers are clear-how are they chatting?" Li Yaohong walked up to him and asked.

"Will be sifted out! Xu found a keychain and some seeds! Chunguang said—pulling out two clear plastic evidence bags.

"It's where we found it together!" Xu Jin humbly explains:

"I don't know - is it valuable?"

The four detectives decided to bring two pieces of physical evidence with them - to find "Yalin" together: Xu is familiar with people; Chunguang Major; Cheng Yong organized identification; Li Yaohong's on-site conductor and director...

When the car was falling at the beginning of twilight, it drove into the Shangmacun Coal Mine, and before I got out of the car, I heard the sound of a blower and a bell of "boom-boom-!"

"The one standing at the door of the manager's office is Wang Zewu, the 'young president' of the coal mine!" Xu Jin introduced——

A sturdy young man, smoking a cigarette in his mouth and sticking his waist in his waist—was looking at the car, as if he recognized something—walked briskly.

The two parties came together and exchanged pleasantries: a circle of electric poles was scattered; Xu Suo finished introducing them one by one.

Then, five people walked into the office—

The interior is very simple, two desks placed against the wall, judging from the stacked items, the front one is the accountant's, the back one is the boss's, and a few wooden chairs are placed casually next to the desk; A three-piece set of crimson solid wood sofas, some parts of the patent leather has been peeled off, and the matching coffee table is filled with tea cans and disposable paper cups.

In the corner, there are two filing cabinets of natural wood, some of which are open; On the wall opposite the filing cabinet is a row of hooks, hanging: a hard hat, a miner's lamp, overalls, a towel, and below is a pair of rubber shoes and a pair of rubber soled shoes; The most eye-catching thing is the large plaque handwritten by Gao Ping - "Sheng-Yi-Xing-Long"!

"My 'Mr. Wang' is timid and afraid of revealing wealth. Ladies and gentlemen—sit down! Wang Zewu finished joking and shouted outward:

"Xiaoqian, make tea-"