Fan Xichun was the first to stand up, strode out and shouted, "Who died?" Where is it? Lakeside? ”

"Uncle Fan, Wang Linpu is dead!"

A young man stood in the corridor, his face full of panic: "It's not by the lake, it's in the big house on the back slope, or his wife found it, he didn't come home last night, let's go and have a look!" ”

"Go check it out!"

Zhong Yong was relieved when he heard that it was not by the lake, but it was also human life, and at this time, no matter what the reason, it was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire!

Everyone came out together and asked the location, it was not too far, it was on the hillside not far in front of Dong Fuhui's house, and there was no need to drive, so they walked quickly to the scene.

Walking from this side, through the village, passing by the two-story compound of Dong Fuhui's house, not far ahead, is a small hillside, only one roof can be seen below, and the hillside is still very steep.

Fan Xichun told everyone as he walked that this was the first place to work in the village, and then the row of big houses was built and moved there, and it has been empty ever since.

Some people from the village also come here to play, play chess and the like, and the power has not been cut off.

There are households on the right side of the neighborhood, but there are no residents in front of it, and it belongs to the end of the village.

Everyone came up all the way, and there was a big house on the slope, very spacious, and there were several people standing in front of the door, one of whom was a woman squatting on the ground and crying, and the other few people were like neighbors, comforting the woman.

"Gu Shuyun, something happened to your husband?" Fan Xichun came up and looked at the woman and asked.

"Uncle Fan, my husband was killed!"

As soon as the woman heard Fan Xichun's voice, she hurriedly raised her head, cried and said: "My husband died a miserable death, you go in and take a look, my husband is a good person in addition to being funny, you must catch the murderer and avenge my husband!" ”

Zhong Yong looked at Zhou Cunxiao, it was still important to see the scene of the crime, and brought everyone in.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by a damp smell with a faint smell of alcohol.

In this large room, there is a large table in the middle, and on both sides are a few broken cabinets, the kind that has two floors above and below, and the door is open outside, and the lock is also broken, and a layer of dust falls on it.

On the side of the cabinet, there is a large water tank, and under the tank are some wine bottles, brooms and other sundries, which are also dusty.

Behind the big table, there was a small table, not too high, and I didn't know what it was for, just to the right of the small table, and there was a man on his back facing the sky, looking like he was in his forties and less than fifty years old.

The man's body was straight, his face was purple-black, the muscles on his face were twisted, his tongue was slightly spit out, his hands were clenched into fists, raised in front of his chest, and there was an obvious strangulation mark on his neck, not very thick, but very deep.

Zhong Yong saw that there were no very clear footprints on the ground, they were all terrazzo floors, and even if there were, they were destroyed by a few people who came in, so he came over and squatted down, tried his snort and body temperature, and opened his eyes to take a closer look.

"The body temperature is not much different from the temperature in the room."

Zhong Yong is also an old man, he is very experienced, and he can roughly judge some situations: "Looking at the cornea, it looks slightly cloudy, and the time of death will not be too long, at least no more than twelve hours, and it should have died before eleven o'clock last night." ”

"Oh!"

Zhou Cunxiao also squatted down and looked at it: "It should be strangulation, mechanical suffocation, except for the wet pants, I can't see any other scars." ”

Yang Xiaoyue and the three of them didn't squat down to look carefully, and after listening to what they said, they could roughly guess it.

The time of death should not be too different, mechanical suffocation death, it is also easy to judge, there are strangulation marks on the neck, as for the pants are wet, it is also very normal, people will struggle in the process of being strangled, and they will also be incontinent.

"Looking at the situation at the scene, you should be sitting here, or squatting next to a small table."

Zhong Yong looked around, and then said: "I was suddenly strangled from behind, dragged to the ground, and suffocated to death." ”

"Well, yes!"

Zhou Cunxiao's gaze shifted to the small table, except for a little crumbs, there was nothing, but there were red crumbs falling from the ground under his feet and on the side of the inside, and he came over to take a closer look before saying, "There are still some crumbs here, which are peanut skins!" ”

"When you came in, you smelled a faint smell of alcohol, right?"

Zhong Yong turned around and asked everyone, and then said: "It is very likely that I was drinking here, and suddenly someone strangled my neck from behind." ”

Everyone smelled it and nodded their heads in agreement, agreeing with Zhong Yong's analysis.

"You call the bureau and ask the forensic doctor to come and take a closer look!"

Zhong Yong turned around and said a word to the team, stood up and looked around, trying to find other clues.

But except for the small table, no one had touched the rest, and there was a thick layer of dust, and there was no other residue.

Everyone soon came out and asked about Wang Linpu's wife.

Yang Xiaoyue and the three of them also followed, listening carefully.

Gu Shuyun said that there have been many accidents in the village in the past few days, hell of it, Widow Liu is still dead, and her husband was called out to inquire, and he said it when he came back.

Gu Shuyun did not deny that her husband was so flirtatious, but he had a thief's heart but not a thief's guts, that is, he was flirtatious, after Liu Huiqing's incident, she also scolded Wang Linpu, and the two fought.

It's not Gu Shuyun who told him, don't go out if you have nothing to do, maybe Widow Liu hooked his soul and acted as a substitute for the dead ghost.

But at nine o'clock last night, Wang Linpu went out, and he didn't know what he was doing.

However, Wang Linpu loves to drink, and several very good neighbors have also invited guests these days, and on the night of Liu Huiqing's death, everyone drank at the neighbor Liu Chang's house, and they didn't take it too seriously, thinking that they would come back in the second half of the night at the latest.

Gu Shuyun fell asleep in a daze, and she didn't see anyone around her at dawn, so she hurriedly came out to look for it, and asked a few neighbors who often drank together, but they all said they didn't see it.

"If nothing happens, I won't be too worried, there is a rumor of water ghosts in the village these days, and I was also frightened, so I went to the lake to find it."

Gu Shuyun told everyone what had happened, and then she choked up and continued: "I met Sister Wang by the lake, she said that she saw the lights on the back slope last night, could she drink too much there, I just tried to come over to find it, and sure enough, I died here······

"Who is Sister Wang?" Zhong Yong asked.

"This is Sister Wang, who lives in the first household on the right side of the downhill!"

Gu Shuyun pointed to a woman beside her: "She wants to go to the village to visit the door, and she doesn't care when she sees the lights, there are often people here who drink and play chess, and they talk to me." ”

"I just saw the lights yesterday, and I didn't care!"

An eldest sister in her fifties followed and said, "I'll go to the village, how do you know that this kind of thing happened?" ”

"Did you see someone passing by in front of your house?" Zhong Yong hurriedly asked.