Back Bay is a small village of more than 20 households, the houses are scattered in the low-lying hills of the area, there are buildings, bungalows, firewood and grass houses, toilets, etc., most of them are located in the northeast facing southwest-

"Fellow, look—" Xu Jin greeted Ai Chunguang and said:

"The single hanging (isolated) drop house in the east of the village - it is Jia Yin Gui's house!"

The big man followed the direction of Xu Suo's finger - carefully distinguished:

It was a three-room white-walled flat-tiled house facing east and west, with a hut built in the north and a large bamboo forest behind the house. The Xuandong Railway is 100 meters away from Lindong, crossing high!

"As soon as the train passes—don't you make a lot of noise?" Chunguang said with concern.

"It's noisy! In the first year of the opening of the car, right-someone always went to the brigade to make trouble?! We arranged for them to move out, and no one wanted to live in a habit, who would be willing? Director Huang explained:

"Fortunately, there are not many trains on the railway, and it takes a long time to chatter - and they are slowly getting used to it. But—until the 10 p.m. bus passes, so that families can sleep peacefully—"

"The vegetable garden at the door - that person, is the little camel's mother?" Xu asked:

Late yesterday, he and the leopard braved the rain to touch the vicinity of the north gable of Jia's house, and when they saw that there was no one around, they quietly walked around the firewood shed...

"I see—it's a drop—" Director Huang sighed:

"Alas—the old mother had puffy eyes (cataracts), cloudy, rainy—she basically didn't go out—she couldn't see clearly, and she always shut herself up in the house by herself. It is estimated that the sun is big today - are you 'touching' the vegetable seedlings?

It's pitiful to think about, a day of happiness - didn't enjoy it? Will be in his early sixties, and see something like - the old sting, all of them are 'grinding' drops! If it's really a little camel, old mother - not easy (difficult)? ”

"Good things Xue is not bad - bad things Xue is not good! Director Huang, if you really want to come to that day, please and Secretary Lu - how annoying?! The son broke the law (crime), and the old mother was not guilty-" Xu Jin shook his head and said:

"Alas - we didn't fall (no way)? As the old saying goes, Xue - Murder pays for life! An old mother has no support and no source of livelihood, how can they not do it?! ”

"Well-old Lu is her relative, and the cost of living - the village must have to find a way?! I'm afraid - she can't think of it herself?? Director Huang's face turned from bright to dark...

The group of three whispered and walked towards the back bay—

Some people were at work yesterday - not visited, continue today -

A large field of rape flowers on the side of the road is in full bloom, and the worker bees who have rested for a day are scrambling to be busy, and the fragrance is even stronger in the disturbed air!

Ai Chunguang walked at the end, touching the cross-body camera bag from time to time:

The "trick" of the famous detective teacher - it's inside, do you want to open it secretly - take a look?

The teacher's order is - after the detective finds out the key object - look again!?

Now from all aspects, Jia Yingui meets the hard conditions for portraits - should he be regarded as a "key suspect"?!

But after all, Yu Ren has not met yet, and there are no eyewitnesses or direct evidence to corroborate, or is it very suspenseful? Can't rush – wait!?

Chunguang made up his mind and pushed the bag behind him - cheered up and kept up with the fellow...

"Preconceived" is one of the detective's taboos; Bold assumptions - cautious verification is the basic quality of a good detective!

Although he had the "little camel" as the first suspect in his heart, Xu Jin still found one villager after another calmly and calmly, and asked carefully! Until—

Niu Da called to inform him that Jia Yingui's whereabouts were in Zhang Da's hands, and he could go to his house - "take a look"!?

Xu Suo slightly accelerated the speed of questioning, reduced the "moisture" problem, and ended the detective who was closest to Jia's house, and Director Huang and the big man - walked to the key people's house:

He had already asked last night that the main task of the fellow's trip was to find "spades and pickaxes", and establish a connection between the little camel and the buried corpse in the bamboo forest from the perspective of physical evidence.

Of course, he himself was going to "return" - that roll of rope ...

"Fellow, Column-you got it? Put-good-" Xu Suo handed the black convenience bag to Chunguang Dao:

"Director Huang and I - looking for the old mother Xue Xue to talk..."

"......" Ai Chunguang nodded knowingly - took the bag:

One is for him to put the rope back in its place; The second is to create opportunities for him to look around - what "target" can he look forward to?

"Eldest sister, I'm Huang Youcheng, Yin Gui is in the house?" Director Huang stood at the gate of the vegetable garden and shouted to the old mother who was bending over the ground.

"Who-yes-" asked the gray-haired woman who looked up, pestle her hoe, and gasped:

"I-I-can't hear clearly—"

"I'm 'Youcheng' - Brigade Drop! You take a break, go to the house—I'll give you something for you—" Director Huang had no choice but to enter the garden gate and come to the old mother.

"Hey-yo, it's the captain! Look at me—deaf and blind, go and sit in the hall—" the woman put down her hoe, took up her old apron, wiped her palms, and said:

"Sit down - drink saliva? You've been here for a while—you haven't been here..."

"Okay - slow down! I accompanied the police station - to check the household registration? Director Huang said slowly in a low voice.

"Police station drop? My family is a little expensive - isn't it a good drip?! What's the trouble—" the woman said, shaking her head.

Director Huang hurriedly hugged the old mother and said slowly:

"Big sister, you-don't worry, are you asking-how many people are in your house?"

"Youcheng - you can't be wronged, okay? You know-Xiaogui is earning money outside, raising me - I don't use the old mother; His old man died early, and what kind of brute did he have—" The woman touched the door of the house, wiping her eyes, and choked up:

"Xiao Gui-if there are three long and two short, I-I won't live nagging, what's the matter (no) living the head - hey-"

"Don't you be in a hurry, isn't Xiaogui - not to pick up your daughter-in-law?" Director Huang saw that the old mother was sad - panicked.

"What's the matter? Running and chattering - all running and chattering for years—" the woman stepped over the threshold, and held on to the door—and said with a shudder of rage:

"Shame on you?! I didn't even keep a 'back', and I took the money - the money - all the chatter!? ”

Xu Jin made a hint of "move-hand" to the little fellow, and followed up with the hall...

Ai Chunguang looked around and decided to start with the pigpen house:

A half-white pig (half-size) is humming in a dimly lit corner?!

I can't think - how can a "blind" and frail old mother raise pigs?

If the murderer is really a little camel - how can the old mother live...

An hour later, Xu Suo came to the front of the hut - pretending to go to the toilet, and asked in a low voice:

"Fellow, what's going on?"

"You put the rope - hang it back? Come in again-" Chunguang's voice was a little nervous-excited.

Xu Jin finished cooking the rope as it was, endured the pungent smell of pig feces - stood at the door of the hut, and looked around:

Leaning against a pickaxe by the door; Chunguang is holding a small piece of "iron" and a dirty shovel head - gesturing??

"How? Isn't that right? It's a spade—" Xu asked anxiously:

"Old Mother and Others Urgently-Engage in Pig Dishes-"

"So—then go back and Xue first?!" Ai Chunguang hesitated for a moment and said:

"Pickaxes and shovels, I've added scales - I've patted them!"

"Okay-let's go!" Xu Jin decisively said:

He turned around and headed to the hall - clutching up the handy bag and stuffing it into his trouser pocket.