Chapter 15, The Hanging Scene

In the afternoon, the sky is still gray, and there are already some people in Fengyin Mountain at the moment, and it will really dilute everything, including fear, although it was shocking at the time, and it was vividly recalled later, but as long as it is not deliberately mentioned, people will completely leave it behind, especially the people in Z County. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Fengyi Street corner, the foot of Fengyin Mountain has been leading to the top of Fengyin Mountain, the road is tortuous, thousands of cement stairs are loved by tourists, at this moment the sparse crowd is spreading on this road, some of their faces are red, panting, little fingertips-like sweat droplets wet their ears, they sit on the stone bench, their expressions are dull, I don't know what they are thinking, but seeing Xiao An and others with Huang Bo, their eyes will stay on them more, and it seems that there is more excitement to see.

The top of the phoenix wing mountain is intertwined with the sky at this moment, and the white mist that seems to be there slowly rises, giving people some coolness, Mu Zisheng pushed his glasses, swept his eyes around, and then said:

"Captain Huang, may I ask if this mountain top is often shrouded in smoke, whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter?"

Xiao An and Shi Jia were both interested in Mu Zisheng's question, Huang Bo was stunned, and then said:

"Indeed, as you said, this summit is covered with smoke almost every day, and it is a little brighter from noon to afternoon, but ...... You're not a native of County Z, how do you know? ā€

Mu Zisheng pushed his eyes again, and smiled faintly, as if he had the appearance of Detective Conan.

"Because the mountains here are mountains, facing due east, there are valleys and ravines behind, it is difficult to get sunlight all year round, the temperature is even more constant, and the temperature difference between the day and day in front of the mountain is very large, and then there is a temperature difference before and after, and the water turns into fog, so it is like this in all seasons, every day, but the autumn and winter seasons are the most obvious."

Huang Bo looked confused, ready to speak, but he didn't know how to answer, he didn't understand what Mu Zisheng was talking about at all, and Shi Jia and Xiao An were also inexplicable, Xiao An relieved the siege and said:

"I said Zisheng, you are due east again, before and after or something, why do I sound like looking at feng shui?"

These words caused everyone to laugh, and the old wall was already in front of them, and looking at the four of them, Xiao An and Huang Bo only saw some sweat on their temples, while Mu Zisheng and Shi Jia were already sweating profusely, and Shi Jia also fanned his face with one hand.

Mu Zisheng sighed, he didn't expect everyone to hear what he said, it was just common sense plus thinking, he immediately said:

"Brother An, don't make fun of me for checking feng shui, yin and yang speculation, if I really know this, I will not be in the investigation team for a long time, show people feng shui, be a god stick, wandering around, it's not bad to think about it."

"You will definitely be beaten to death if you are a god stick like this, I think it's better to forget it!"

Shi Jia glanced at Bai and then said, the old wall appeared in the eyes of the four people, and Huang Bo also pointed to the direction of the old wall, and then said:

"Behind the old wall is the cliff, where the dead were found."

On the road leading to the old wall, there are a few small trees scattered around, and there are no branches on them, and they have a somewhat smooth feeling, which is a masterpiece of people. There are also some strong weeds on the ground, and close to the edge of the mountain is full of weeds, the ground is trampled by people bare and only the loess can be seen, what footprints do you want to see, it is simply wishful thinking, so don't think about the way to find clues through footprints, and hundreds of people watched that day, even if there were footprints, it was useless, and the three of them focused on the old wall while walking.

The old wall has some mottled traces, probably because of the long years, or because of the sun and rain and the long-term dry wind, it looks a little old, red wall tiles, dotted with the gray and white wall, the wall has a variety of handwriting, written with pencil, written with a brush, also written with chalk, and even someone with a knife carved what mountains and seas oath, what is long, what loves you for 10,000 years.

I don't know how many parts and unions the old wall has witnessed leaving traces of love, but it should be the only one that has witnessed the whole process of a life passing away like this.

The four of them had already approached the old wall, Shi Jia and Mu Zisheng looked at the confession words on the old wall with interest, and the various names attracted Shi Jia's attention, she smiled faintly:

"Young people like to do this the most, for fear that others will not know their names and oaths, and when they come back for many years, will they feel embarrassed when they are not old people?"

Mu Zisheng pushed his eyes, a glimmer of blue light appeared in his eyes, and he answered:

"It's just a belief at the time, but this kind of youth is still worth nostalgic, it's funny, and it's moving."

Xiao An's face sank,

"I said don't be hypocritical, don't be nostalgic, let's finish today's work first, you two want to see that it's okay at night."

Mu Zisheng and Shi Jia looked at each other and smiled awkwardly, Shi Jia pursed his lips and rolled his eyes:

"I really don't understand the artistic conception."

Then went around the old wall.

There is a crooked neck tree next to the cliff closest to the old wall, yes, this is the tree where the corpses are hung, and as far as the eye can see, there are some smoky villages, scattered and uneven houses, some yellow fields are full of frames, and some houses are full of smoke from the roofs, and the smoke reaches the gray sky, a beautiful scroll, and the dead body is a strange stroke on this beautiful scroll.

Huang Bo pointed to the crooked neck tree and said:

"That's the tree where the corpse hangs, and there's a cliff underneath the tree."

Xiao An slowly approached the crooked neck tree, and looked down cautiously, hundreds of zhang high, which made Xiao An's tense face twitch a few times, if he fell, he would definitely die, but there are still people in this Z County who like to come over, look down, if you see the dead body at that time and your legs and feet are weak, this is very dangerous. But why are the dead hanging here? Is it just to catch people's attention, or is there another reason? Xiao An thought and looked at the village ahead.

Shi Jia looked at the village in front of her, she didn't mean to appreciate it, it was so high that her legs trembled slightly, she hurriedly walked closer to the old wall, and her eyes looked at the old wall wantonly. Shi Jia has a fear of heights, you must know that people with fear of heights will have weak legs when they look at such a high place, and then their heads will be dizzy, and they are full of fear that they will fall.

Huang Bo approached Xiao An, who was pondering and squatting with Mu Zisheng, Mu Zisheng grabbed a handful of soil next to the root of the tree with his crooked neck, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and then said:

"Brother An, what do you think about this hanging corpse, whether it was suicide or he killed him?"

Huang Bo took over and said:

"The possibility of suicide is very small, but suicide cannot be ruled out, if it is suicide, there are two doubts, the first is why he chose to die here, and the second is that this cliff can die if he jumps so high, why should he bother so much? But there is no evidence of why the murderer killed the person here, or how the deceased came up, whether he came up on his own initiative or was threatened, and it cannot be said that the murderer came up with the corpse on his back. ā€

Xiao An glanced into the distance, and then said:

"I'll first dismiss your first two questions, the first reason for choosing to hang here may be because of what special meaning this place has for him." Xiao An looked at the old wall, and Huang Bo also looked at the old wall, as if he suddenly understood something, but his mind was blank.

"Second, maybe the deceased didn't dare to jump down for fear of pain when he saw it so high, so it's not impossible to find a rope and jump down by himself, and suffocate to death."

Shi Jia also said casually by the old wall:

"Yes, the deceased has a lot of thoughts when facing death, some are afraid of pain, and some are afraid of being uncomfortable, just like someone jumping into a river for fear of discomfort, some people jumping off a building for fear of pain, in fact, the psychological effect is different, and the way to choose death is different, if the deceased commits suicide, it is reasonable to choose this way."

Huang Bo nodded, it can indeed be said that the deceased chose to commit suicide here, attracting people's attention.

Mu Zisheng pushed his eyes, and then said:

"As for what you said, you can't always carry the murderer up with the deceased on his back, it's not impossible, and you can rest here for a while. You must know that this morning's drying of the corpse is very likely that the murderer carried the corpse up to the lighthouse, and then 'dried' on the lighthouse. ā€

Huang Bo's expression was a little surprised, and he was even more shocked in his heart:

"What? Fifteen-meter-high lighthouse, carrying dead bodies up? The lighthouse is almost vertical, and it is a little difficult to climb up like this, and it is impossible for ordinary people to carry a corpse of nearly 100 catties. ā€

Shi Jia answered on the side and said:

"In addition, strictly speaking, the dead body feels heavier than the living, although in essence, the dead should be lighter than the living, but the dead are soft and will not cooperate with the movements of the living, so a person feels like a sliding down, which is heavier. There is also a superstitious belief that the human soul is locked to the weight of the body and cannot break free, so with the corpse, the weight increases. Of course, this is superstitious and not advisable. ā€

Mu Zisheng's eyes sharpened, and then said:

"I also don't think it's possible for the murderer to carry the dead body to the top of the lighthouse, but at the moment the biggest possibility is that this is the case, so it is impossible for the murderer to carry the body on his back, and it can be overturned according to the "hanging corpse". ā€

Xiao An heard Mu Zisheng's answer, and then nodded thoughtfully, he believed what Mu Zisheng said, and it was not impossible to carry a corpse to climb the mountain, but the murderer's psychology should be a little different from ordinary people, and he looked back at the winding staircase.

Huang Bo swallowed his saliva, and then said slowly:

"So what do you mean? I don't understand it anymore. ā€

"Evidence, we need evidence to prove what the cause of death was in the body." Xiao An squinted his eyes and said solemnly:

Mu Zisheng's expression on his face was a little calm, and he was already full of confidence in his heart, and slowly spoke:

"I'm going to explain why the deceased didn't commit suicide, and I'm going to give proof and calculus accordingly."