When I heard that someone had seen gold, the scene immediately stopped. Although there are now several police officers from the county public security bureau and the township police station, these villagers have become desperate in the face of Huang Chengcheng's gold. At first, everyone was grabbing the gold on the ground, but it didn't take long for it to turn into a fight.

Eighty percent of the people in this village are distant relatives who call each other seniors, but now they are all red-eyed. Not to mention distant relatives, even if they are brothers and sisters, they all have to fight together for a lump of gold. The person who first shouted that there was gold just now had been knocked to the ground with a stick, and then the gold lump in his arms was snatched away by the person who beat him.

In the end, it was the police brought by the county magistrate Gan to fire warning shots to end the farce. Everyone stood up in a daze, except for the one who had been beaten with a stick, and the first to discover the gold was still lying unconscious on the ground. When the people from the local township government went to check, they found that the person had died of exhaustion, and after the preliminary examination, the fatal wound was the stick in the back of the head. It was the deceased's own nephew who beat people, and in front of Jinzi, even his own uncle was ruthless.

The scene was filmed by a city television cameraman, although at the strong request of the county magistrate, the video was not posted on television. However, the TV reporter still reported what he saw, along with the video taken by the cameraman, to the leaders of his station

It didn't take long for the mayor to learn what had happened from the mouth of the Minister of Propaganda. Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, but such a thing happened, and it is still under the nose of the county magistrate in charge, I can't say it, a phone call is another scolding, and Gan Daye has to do a good job in the aftermath. The county magistrate Gan felt wronged himself, so he sprinkled this breath on our township chief, and after calling him back, he asked him to take the initiative to go to the county discipline inspection commission and explain his affairs clearly, why so much gold was found in his cellar.

In order to prevent the villagers who still do not give up from making trouble, the magistrate of Gan County has transferred most of the police from the county public security bureau and several surrounding township police stations here. To prevent anything from being found in the cellar of the township chief's house, the county magistrate Gan also asked people to surround the township chief's house with canvas and not allow outsiders to peep inside.

After all the arrangements were made, the magistrate of Gan County instructed people to pick up the vegetable cellar on the spot to check what else was inside. After everyone had divided the cellar by two, they saw a fist-sized gap running through the floor of the cellar. On both sides of the gap, small amounts of gold were scattered on the ground.

After the discovery of the gold nuggets, in order to avoid the previous farce, it was staged. The magistrate of Gan called all the people working below. He took the director of the public security bureau with a few people to personally see why there were so many gold nuggets here. At the moment when the county magistrate Gan first stood at the mouth of the cellar, the cellar collapsed violently, and half of Gan Daye's body was buried in it.

The next thing is that the grandfather, the third uncle and the village chief broke into the village chief's house, and this does not need to be repeated. Because this thing is too weird, following the dried corpse unearthed by the magistrate of Gan County, it was completely dead hundreds of years ago. I can't explain why he grabbed Gan Daye's ankle at all, and brought out a large number of dried corpses.

Originally, the magistrate of Gan County also wanted to hand over this place to the archaeological unit in the city. But the city's archaeologists immediately gave them another way. He said that this incident should be reported to the public security and national security units, and the two units set up departments to deal with this abnormal incident in the first two units.

The county magistrate Gan separately reported to the two departments the strange incident that happened at the township chief's house. Unexpectedly, because these two departments have just been established, the management and business are relatively chaotic. None of them can immediately send people to deal with this matter, the most outrageous is the National Security Abnormal Incident Handling Office, and the file they have to deal with has been photographed until May. That is to say, it will be more than three months yesterday morning before they can send someone to check, and it is not known when it will be dealt with.

When the Chinese New Year was about to begin, the county magistrate Gan remembered the boat river drama three years ago. The two leaders of the Ministry of Public Security, together with a local monk in Xiaoqinghe Village, went down to the ghost cave under the Qinghe River to solve the problem of the haunting of the boat river drama.

The county magistrate Gan was about to ask my grandfather to ask me and Sun Fatzi to come back and deal with this dry corpse incident for him. Unexpectedly, when I was calling the village chief, I suddenly heard that Sun Fatzi and I and a middle-aged fat man suddenly turned home, so I immediately rushed to my grandfather to invite the two of us out of the mountain. But after hearing that Sun Fatzi and I were no longer leaders of the Ministry of Public Security, and that there was also a businessman from Taiwan, the county magistrate Gan was afraid that the news would spread to Taiwan and cause even worse images. I diverted the conversation halfway.

After listening to the words of the village chief, Sun Fatzi's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said to himself: "Pieces of gold...... That's kind of interesting."

I can see that Sun Fatzi seems to be moved, they are all people with a net worth of more than 100 million, do they still care about this little money? I was afraid that he would take the initiative to contact Gan Daye as soon as his mind was hot, so I couldn't tell him to hint: "Great Sage, that bit of gold is all small money, it's not worth risking it for that little money." "

Sun Fatzi looked at me with a smile, as if he didn't understand my words. He continued to say to the village chief: "It's not for me to say, just now you have always been gold nuggets, gold nuggets, and never mentioned gold bars, gold ingots or anything. I was tired to ask, are these gold nuggets fragments of some gold ornament? "

The village chief was stunned when he heard this, and after reacting, he almost blurted out: "How do you know?" I heard that Gan Daye later confiscated all the gold nuggets stolen by the villagers, and used these gold nuggets to make a dragon claw shape. And the gold nuggets sent for testing also had results two days ago, but what exactly this is said is not something that my small village chief can inquire about. "

Hearing what the village chief said, so many gold nuggets finally spelled out only one dragon claw. Monk Xiao pushed the mahjong tiles on the spot and found a big brother of the Shen family to replace him. Monk Xiao came to the side of Sun Fatzi and the village chief, and said to the village chief very invisibly: "You can tell me more carefully about what happened in your village chief's house that day."

After listening carefully again, Monk Xiao's gaze directly bypassed me and Sun Fatzi, and looked at Huang Ran, who had not spoken much behind the two of us. At the same time, he said: "How does this sound like a Rakshasa picking up ghost bones?" "

After hearing this, Huang Ran shook his head and said, "It's different, if it's a Rakshasa ghost who throws gold in it, then those dried corpses can't be said." And the gold has also been tested, whether it is a ghost bone can be known on the spot. Also, Rakshasa usually picks up ghost bones at summer nights, and basically the living people he sees have no hope of survival. Hundreds of people have seen it this time, even if it is a rakshasa, it is impossible to solve so many people at once. "

Sun Fatzi and the village chief listened to a puzzle and three words on the side, and it was easy to wait for Huang Ran to finish speaking, and Sun Fatzi immediately spoke: "Can you two talk about it in the vernacular?" Didn't I say, what exactly is this Rakshasa picking up ghost bones? "

I glanced at the village chief who had pricked up his ears, and Sun Fatty understood what I meant, and he said with some disapproval: "Talk about mythological stories, what's the big deal, who said that you can't tell ghost stories in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve?" "

"Then I'll tell it as a myth," I glanced at Sun Fatzi and continued: "Rakshasa is a kind of ghost, legend has it that Rakshasa will turn the bones of dead people into gold, and then use this gold to confuse everyone, and whoever picks up gold will be marked by him, and in the middle of the night, it will eat the heart of the person who picks up the ghost bone. But I haven't heard of it when daylight comes out."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the village chief suddenly speak: "Three people have died in Sandaokanzi Village since the accident at the township chief's house, and now the dead bodies are stored in the morgue of the county hospital. All three of them were the ones who had participated in the gold robbery that day, and they all found gold in their homes that had not been handed over that day......"