Liang Chuan closed the people, and just after returning to the store to pack a few clothes, Wu Dahai drove over, half an hour earlier than the promised time, according to Wu Dahai, go over early, and you can still have a dinner over there.

When leaving, Liang Chuan's eyes swept over Lao Dao, and seeing that Lao Dao had no intention of leaving, he didn't say anything, and got into Wu Dahai's car directly.

Rongcheng is located in the middle of the basin, is a large plain, here, and in the eastern coastal plain area is actually no different, but as long as you drive out of the city, on the highway will soon appear in front of you, the surrounding environment will become a different scene.

After getting in the car, Liang Chuan has been sitting in the passenger seat and letting his forehead lean against the window to close his eyes and recuperate, Pu'er didn't bring it, Liang Chuan can't sleep these days, but fortunately, he has survived for so long before, and not sleeping these days is actually not a big deal.

Wu Dahai drove the car very fast, and it could be seen that he was a little anxious, of course, Liang Chuan knew that he was by no means anxious about the so-called hospitality meal.

At about six o'clock in the afternoon, the car got off the highway and entered the confines of Maoshan City.

In some cities, there are many teahouses or massage clubs on both sides of the road, but in Maoshan, the most is KTV, and it seems that KTV billboards can be seen on both sides of each road, which are gorgeous and dazzling.

Perhaps, it is because the people of Maoshan like to sing.

Wu Dahai looked at the time, parked the car in front of a McDonald's on the side of the road, went down to buy some food in person, and then came back, handed some to Liang Chuan, and said apologetically:

"Chuan'er, let's go to the scene of the crime first. ”

Liang Chuan nodded, and even a little relieved, if Wu Dahai really wanted to take him to a dinner, he still had to think of a resignation and refuse, now is the best.

Investigate the matter early, go back early, and sleep with Pu'er in your arms.

It took another half an hour to drive from the city to the next place called Shiren Village in Maoshan City, and Liang Chuan used this half hour to eat a hamburger and drink half a glass of Coke.

By the time we reached the entrance to the village, it was already completely dark.

Wu Dahai did not drive the car into the village, but found an open space to park at the entrance of the village.

It is already a mountainous area, and the temperature is a little lower than in Rongcheng.

After getting out of the car, Wu Dahai rubbed his hands and took a deep breath while saying to Liang Chuan:

"Chuan'er, I'm sorry, this time I let you freeze with you. ”

Of course, Liang Chuan knew what Wu Dahai meant, maybe the police officers transferred from other urban areas were still having dinner in Maoshan City, and Wu Dahai wanted to come first, which meant to take the lead.

It's just that as soon as he entered the village, Liang Chuan frowned slightly, because the village was really a little too lively.

Shiren Village is named after several ancient stone people have been unearthed, it is not a poor mountain village in the pure sense, in fact, most of the villages are two-story or even three-story buildings, it can be seen that the living conditions of the villagers are still good.

But no matter what kind of village it is, it's almost seven o'clock in the evening and it's still so lively, there must be something abnormal.

Liang Chuan and Wu Dahai walked some distance inside, and arrived at an empty field in the center of the village, and this is the lively central area.

Wu Dahai took off his police hat, touched his head, then swallowed his saliva, and said to himself, "What are you doing?"

"Funeral. Liang Chuan spit out these two words in his mouth.

Crowd in white veil,

A band playing suona,

Beating gongs, beating drums,

There is also a large circle of lively villagers nearby,

Some of the children are still walking through it, running around,

Typical rural funeral pomp.

"Dead again?" Wu Dahai frowned, the "ghost husband murder case" that was boiling on the Internet before happened in this village, and now, it seems that things have a little twist and turn, or rather, why is this village so unlucky, and people are dying one after another.

Liang Chuan squatted down, smoked a cigarette, lit it, and he was observing.

Rural funerals have their own process, flowing water seats are also essential, under normal circumstances, guests who come and go in addition to children, more or less have to have a little sadness on their faces, of course, you can not be sad, but you don't have to be so happy.

Liang Chuan saw men standing there chatting in several places, and women knitting sweaters and laughing there.

This scene,

It's not like it's a funeral,

It's like greeting a kiss.

Is it a joy or mourning?

The so-called happy mourners are happy to have both the blessings and longevity of the deceased.

It means that the deceased died at the age of eighty or ninety, with high morality and good fortune, and such a funeral can indeed be done as a happy event, and the family does not need to be too sad.

"I'll go down and ask. ”

Wu Dahai was anxious, and walked directly off the field to find someone to ask.

Liang Chuan didn't move, still squatting in place, he clearly saw that when Wu Dahai, who was wearing a police uniform, appeared in front of everyone, the atmosphere here suddenly stagnated, and the smiles on the faces of the people who were originally talking and laughing and feasting suddenly disappeared, even the lively children were pulled by their families and were not allowed to continue to run around.

"What about the village chief?" Wu Dahai asked, "I am a policeman from Rongcheng, and I have a business trip, what about the people in your village office?"

Wu Dahai went straight to the point.

But there didn't seem to be anyone around him, and no one came to receive him, men, women, and children all stood in place and didn't move, so they hung Wu Dahai there.

"Where's the village chief?" Wu Dahai shouted again.

"Come on, come on. ”

At this time, an old man on crutches walked outside the field, the old man was not as old as he looked, probably in his fifties, but one foot seemed to be a little problematic, so he had to walk on crutches, probably after too many vicissitudes and hardships in life, at first glance, he did look old.

"Hello, I'm a police officer from Rongcheng, and this is my ID. Wu Dahai took out his documents and handed them to the other party.

The other party stretched out his hand to take it, looked at it, and said with some doubts:

"Why are the police coming again?"

"The investigation is not over, of course the police have to investigate. Wu Dahai explained.

"Blind tossing, tossing and turning, can't let us live in peace, yesterday a police car just left, today another comes. The old village chief obviously didn't want to deal with Wu Dahai too much, but the surface work was still perfunctory, so he nodded immediately, "You say, how do you need me to cooperate." ”

Liang Chuan also threw away his cigarette butt at this time and walked into the field, but he didn't go to Wu Dahai's side, but walked to the place where the coffin was parked alone.

There is a simple mourning hall here, there are many banners hanging outside the mourning hall, there are Taoists and Buddhists, it is very messy, but it is also lively.

There was a bench under the banner of the mourning hall, on which sat a man and a woman, both of whom were not young, looking like they were forty to fifty, and both of them were dressed plainly, with white ropes tied around their waists, straw sandals on their feet, and hats folded with white cloth on their heads.

It gives people the feeling that these two people are dressed very "grandly", from top to bottom, they are very particular, and the average guest is at most interesting enough to wrap a white rope, and no one will say anything about you if you don't wear anything, basically the close relatives of the deceased will be so ceremonious.

The two people sat very close to each other, looking like a middle-aged couple, and there were some people sitting next to them, and while Liang Chuan was looking at them, they were also looking at Liang Chuan.

When Liang Chuan was about to walk to the back of the mourning hall to take a look, the two couples who were originally sitting immediately stood up and stopped Liang Chuan, the woman seemed to be a little restrained and didn't speak, and the man also stammered a little, but still said:

"Comrade policeman, it's night, it's too late, don't go in and disturb it. ”

Liang Chuan nodded, and didn't force it, this is a mountain village, and the people in the village must know each other, so in the eyes of these people, he, an outsider, should be a policeman who came with Wu Dahai.

"Why are you here again? One of the women complained nearby, "That's a lot." ”

"yes, it's really idle. A few women complained there.

Liang Chuan didn't care, he just continued to stand on the periphery and look around, he was doing business in the underworld, of course there were a lot of things to see.

And he found that there were many paper figures around him, there were several paper houses taller than people, and there were many paper figures with maids and maids in the back, which was already very grand for an ordinary funeral.

On the left side of Liangchuan is the offering table, on which are placed snacks such as fruit cloud cakes, and some candies, stacked very high, and in the center of the offering table are placed two black and white photos, a man and a woman, who do not look very old.

There are white cloths on both sides of the offering table, but the wind is strong in the mountains, and Liang Chuan can see through the gap, and only a coffin is parked inside.

"Didn't there be a secret marriage a while ago, and the bride died that night, take me to the scene of the crime to see. Wu Dahai said to the old village chief.

The old village chief frowned slightly, looking a little reluctant.

"I'm on this errand, and there are other policemen coming right away. "Of course, Wu Dahai's words are a bit false, the rest of the investigation team is estimated to have to wait until tomorrow morning to come here, what time is it at night, except for Wu Dahai, who wants to make progress, who will deliberately choose this time to investigate the case.

"Alright, you come with me. ”

The old village chief motioned to the villagers in front of him to give way, and then he walked ahead on crutches, "That house is under the dam, and it's the three-story building in front." ”

Wu Dahai was about to follow the old village chief to the scene of the crime, when he suddenly noticed that Liang Chuan was not by his side, and finally found Liang Chuan after his eyes wandered around, and shouted:

"Chuan'er, go, follow me. ”

"Where are you going?" asked Liang Chuan.

"Go to the scene of the crime and take a look first. Wu Dahai replied, "The old village chief leads the way." ”

Liang Chuan clapped his hands, gently lifted the banners in front of him and walked out, and then pointed to the mourning hall behind him,

Road:

"What are you doing there now, you should call now and ask if the case is closed,

Otherwise, why would the body of the deceased be here, and it looks like it was going to be buried tonight;

With her man,

Joint burial. ”