Huang Feng has a secret on him, there is no doubt about this.

And this secret is probably related to the three jobs he gave me.

This accusation is the first job, I really want to know what Huang Feng is going to do!

Zhangjia Village in Tongxian County is 120 kilometers away from Bincheng, and it takes about two hours by car.

It was Zhang Donglai who dug up Zhang's widow and daughter-in-law, who worked in Bincheng and had settled down, and had nothing to worry about in Zhangjia Village, so he wanted to move his parents' graves to Bincheng.

After digging out Zhang's widow and daughter-in-law, Zhang Donglai realized that the situation was wrong, and learned about the situation from the village, so he asked someone to find Huang Feng.

Of course, this is just Huang Feng's excuse, and only he knows how it is.

In this work, not only did I go out, but Zhang Zhaoguang and Qin Chang also accompanied me throughout the process.

Because Zhang Donglai was in a hurry, after Huang Feng finished speaking, we set off directly, and at nine o'clock in the evening, we arrived at Zhangjia Village.

In the 70s, there were more than 200 households in Zhangjia Village, and more than seventy percent of the village's surnames were Zhang.

In recent years, the population of the village has continued to flow out, and there are only more than 70 households remaining in the village, and the vast majority of them are left-behind children and the elderly.

After the coffin of Zhang's widow and daughter-in-law was dug up, it was not left in the cemetery, but placed in the old courtyard of Zhang Donglai's house.

When we arrived, there were more than 20 people guarding the coffin in the courtyard, and the youngest had to be in his forties.

"It's Master Chen, right?"

Seeing us get out of the car, a middle-aged man in his forties greeted us.

"I'm Chen San!"

I nodded lightly, put on a high-level posture, pointed at Zhang Zhaoguang and the others, and said; "They're my assistants!" Then he said, "Where is the body?" ”

"Inside!"

Zhang Donglai smiled flatteringly, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please, and led the way in front.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold, as soon as a few of us entered the courtyard, the villagers looked at us with respect and awe, and automatically got out of the way.

Before I came, I dressed up and changed into a black Tang suit, with old cloth shoes on my feet.

According to Huang Feng, my original jeans T-shirt was too tender to give people a sense of trust.

It's the same as going to the hospital and the patient subconsciously looking for an older doctor.

Zhang Zhaoguang is dressed like me, but he may have picked up too much skin, giving people a sense of gloom, and no villager dared to look at him, not even looking at him.

Qin Chang is still the same, leather clothes and leather pants, with a sharp energy, coupled with that cold face like an iceberg, it gives people a strong visual impact.

Needless to say, Chu Siyu is a little smiling when facing me, and when facing outsiders, she always has a cold face, especially those eyes, which invisibly gives people a kind of pressure.

As soon as the four of us came out, we held the whole game.

The courtyard is not too big, but it is not small, and near the head of the house, a simple mourning shed was built, and a dark coffin was placed in the mourning shed.

When he walked about two meters in front of the coffin, Zhang Donglai stopped, pointed to the coffin, and said; "Master Chen, the corpse is in the coffin, look at what to do!"

I didn't look at the coffin, but looked around the courtyard and looked at the villagers in the courtyard one by one.

Four of these villagers, aged over 60.

Widow Zhang's daughter-in-law died fifty years ago, if Huang Feng didn't lie, I know very well what happened to her in the days before she died.

My gaze finally fixed on the oldest villager, and he looked at me as if he were weak, and quickly looked away.

"Master Chen, is there something wrong?" Zhang Donglai immediately asked.

"Nothing!"

I shook my head and looked back, which would make them not tell the truth even if I asked.

I walked over to the coffin and looked inside.

After just one glance, I frowned.

The woman in the coffin, although the whole is complete, the face is blue.

The stitches on the mouth and eyes are coarse twine, and when sewn, it may be due to fear, or lack of seriousness, the stitches are very poor and crooked, like a few centipedes lying on a woman's mouth and eyes.

And because of the time, the thick twine is black and bright, and it seems to be seeping water outward.

This job is not easy to do.

This is not water seeping outward, but the yin qi is thick to a certain extent, which gives people an illusion.

In addition to the eyes and mouth, the woman's hands and feet were also made.

The woman was wearing no shoes, her bare feet were dark and blue, and the two big female toes were tied together by a red thread, which had been blackened by the time.

Not only the toes, but also the thumbs of both hands are tied with red threads.

This is the meaning of taking the red rope to break the evil and bind the yin, in fact, it is afraid that this woman will climb out of the coffin by herself, so her hands and feet are tied with red ropes.

"Zhang Donglai, come here?"

I thought about it and beckoned to Zhang Donglai.

"Huh?"

Zhang Donglai's face turned black and he didn't dare to come.

My face sank and I said; "Come here, I have something to ask you!"

"Master Chen, if you have something to say, I can hear it!" Zhang Donglai was instigated and didn't dare to come over.

I was a little helpless, and after glancing at the female corpse, I said; "Let me ask you, when you dug up the coffin, did you nail the coffin lid and nail the coffin?"

"No nails!"

Zhang Donglai thought for a moment and shook his head very affirmatively.

"Are you sure?" I asked again.

"Sure!"

This time, Zhang Donglai nodded very quickly and said: "There is a rusty and unshapedly chain on the coffin, which falls apart when you touch it, and as soon as the chain falls off, the coffin lid also falls off, so I can be sure that there is no coffin nail on the coffin!" ”

That's not right!

In order to prevent Widow Zhang's daughter-in-law from crawling out of the coffin, they sealed their eyes and mouths, tied their hands and feet with red ropes, and the coffin was wrapped with chains.

If Zhang Donglai didn't lie, it means that the coffin nail on the coffin was pulled out.

"Does anyone remember that when this woman was buried, there were no nails on the coffin?" I thought for a moment and asked again, but my eyes were fixed on the two oldest villagers.

Faced with my gaze, the two villagers dodged almost instantaneously.

I understand that this is a void of heart.

"Chen San, Boss Huang invited you over, not to solve the case, you just do what you have to do!"

At this moment, a gloomy voice sounded behind me, it was Zhang Zhaoguang.