Back at the police station, Ouyang Ping immediately interrogated Ma Dazhu.

Ma Dazhu was very anxious to enter the role, the interrogation had not yet begun, and when he was just brought into the conference room, his butt had not touched the chair, and suddenly his knees hit the ground, and his head slammed on the ground several times like garlic.

Ma Dazhu's age is forty-seven or eighteen years old, with a small flat head, a height of about 1.70 meters, a blue jacket on the upper body, a pair of fat yellow trousers, and a pair of suede shoes on the feet. In addition to being relatively white-skinned, Ma Dazhu completely looks like a peasant.

Ma Dazhu's figure is relatively thin, but the whole person looks very capable, Ouyang Ping and Liu Dayu's eyes stay on Ma Dazhu's hand for a long time, Ma Dazhu's hand is very special: the knuckles are thicker than other places, and the bends are especially abrupt; The abrupt part should be calloused; Ma Dazhu's fingers are particularly rough; The nails are bald, and the fingers are especially calloused—about the same as the shoemaker's fingers. Ma Dazhu is a cotton-playing man, his hands should not be like this, at least a little smoother than the hands of peasants with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky!

From his hands alone, you can see the profession that Ma Dazhu is engaged in. Tomb robbery is a very difficult work, the most time-consuming and labor-intensive is to dig a robbery hole, digging a robbery hole, the hand has to deal with the soil, the hand and the soil for a long period of contact friction, naturally there will be a lot of calluses.

Chen Jie and Director Ma helped Ma Dazhu to a chair and sat down.

Ma Dazhu wiped his eyes a few times with his sleeve, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"Ma Dazhu, what do you want to tell us?"

"Comrade policeman, I confess, I confess."

Everyone present looked at each other, and everyone didn't expect Ma Dazhu to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha so quickly.

"Say your name, age."

"My name is Ma Dazhu, age, forty-nine years old this year."

"What do you do?"

"On the surface, the villagers all know that I am playing cotton, and playing cotton is just a cover, but in private, I am digging graves." Ma Dazhu is also refreshing.

"Who are your accomplices?"

The top priority is to arrest Ma Dazhu's accomplices.

"There are three of my accomplices."

"Which three? Name their name, home address. ”

"Lei Changjun is from Xinhua Village."

"Xinhua Village is north of Hades' nose." Director Ma said in a low voice.

"Xie Sanxuan is from Dongma Village. The other is Wang Changcai, who is from Tangshan. ”

Ouyang Ping took out two simulated portraits from his leather bag and walked up to Ma Dazhu: "Ma Dazhu, take a closer look, which two of the three people these two people are?" ”

Ma Dazhu took the two simulated portraits from Ouyang Ping's hands, looked at them for a moment, and then said: "Comrade Public Security, it's not these two people - I don't know any of these two people. ”

Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu, and Chen Jie looked at each other for a moment: "You don't know these two people?" Ouyang Ping was surprised.

"Yes! Of the three people I'm talking about, neither of these two people is either. ”

"No—it's not right. Ma Dazhu, you must not fight with us and play tricks, otherwise, we will let you not be able to eat and walk around. ”

"Comrade Public Security, how dare I! As soon as I heard that the police station came to Zouma Village to look for me, I knew that there was no escape, and I was not explaining my problem. Ma Dazhu looked pleasing to the eye.