The Fenglin Town Public Security Bureau received a report at 9 o'clock in the evening, saying that a primary school teacher in a certain place was beaten by villagers. The other end of the phone hesitated for a moment and replied:

"I had a big cut in my head, and I lost one of my front teeth."

The police asked again, are your hands and feet broken? Did you send it to the hospital or not?

The principal, who was holding the phone to call the police, looked at Zhou Weiliang sitting at the table from top to bottom, and replied:

"You can walk on your feet, and you can hold a knife in your hands. I wasn't taken to the hospital, so I sat next to me. ”

When the police heard this, they just had a hole in their head, they didn't even enter the hospital, and they could walk and hold a knife, which didn't seem to be a big deal. You need to know that in the savage land of the countryside, the beating of the head and the blood flow happens almost every day. You can't have a police officer on guard all the time, can you?

So the police on duty were not highly motivated, yawned a long time, and responded:

"Got it, don't act rashly, we'll send someone over immediately."

The police on duty took matters into their own hands, temporarily dispatched three auxiliary policemen, drove a police car, and went to the countryside to deal with the fight.

Here Zhou Weiliang sat on the side, listening to the principal report on his injury, seeing that he said it lightly, he was very dissatisfied, pointed to his chest, and shouted:

"Your sister, I also broke three ribs."

The principal didn't eat the instant noodles well tonight for Zhou Weiliang's sake, and the noodles went in and out three times in the mouth and nose; I was so frightened that I hit a big bag on my head. Until now, the other party is still yelling at himself in Sichuan-style foul language, which is extremely rude, and the principal is even more dissatisfied.

The principal thought to himself, your ribs are broken, why didn't you say it just now? And the strength to carry two kitchen knives and scare me out of the sky?

However, the principal has always been very good at cultivating kung fu, and he did not have a seizure on the spot, put down the phone, and said coldly:

"Rest assured, they've already sent someone. On the way. ”

Zhou Weiliang saw that the phone had hung up early, so he had to be silent. For several hours after that, the two were relatively silent, like a couple who were having an awkward relationship.

The school is 40 miles away from Fenglin Town, the road is full of potholes, and the speed of driving during the day is at most 30 kilometers per hour. There are no street lights at night, and the car is driven by turning on the high beams, and the road is narrow, so I accidentally drive into the ditch, so I dare not step on the speed of more than ten kilometers per hour.

When the police car arrived at Wah Kwong Primary School, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening.

Three of the assistant police came, all of them young people. People were playing outside after work, but suddenly received a notice that they were going to solve the case. If it's okay in the city, at least you don't have to worry about traveling; But this case happened again in a remote mountain village.

So before the three of them entered the door, they carried a certain degree of emotion. After all, they are all ordinary people, driving for more than 40 miles, to investigate such a trivial case, it is inevitable to bring a little emotion.

The point is, it was so shaky all the way, and my stomach was already empty. I am afraid that the little food I ate at night will not last until after the early hours of the morning. What will I do after a while?

When the principal heard the sound of the police car, he immediately took three steps and made two steps, walked to the gate to greet them, and before he could see people's faces, he first held people's hands tightly, shook them for a while, and said in a loud voice:

"It's been a great job, it's been a great job. This is a vicious incident, actually beating the teacher, the world is declining, and people's hearts are pouring out, isn't it? ”

The one who was held did not answer, shook his hand, and rushed straight into the house.

The headmaster was an old man, and as soon as he entered the lamp, he could see from his face that the other party was emotional; When you look at the vain footsteps again, you know that people are hungry.

However, in this remote and shabby place, let alone restaurants, there is not even a decent shop, and it is basically a fantasy to get something to entertain people.

Fortunately, the principal has always lived a shrewd life, and the office has a few large boxes of instant noodles all year round. One box had just been opened, but I had soaked a bucket earlier, and I didn't eat a few bites, and it was sprayed everywhere.

Now he himself was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

So the principal went to the corner of the office, took out the box of instant noodles, put it on the table, and apologized to everyone with a guilty face:

"In the mountains and small lands, there is nothing to eat, so let's make instant noodles for each person first. It's not a tribute, it's not a tribute. ”

After apologizing, the principal began to promise again:

"Tomorrow, let the school cook make braised pork for everyone tomorrow."

A slightly older assistant police officer was probably leading the team, and he was just about to stop the principal's move, and said a few polite words, but the principal was a veteran of instant noodles, skilled and brisk, and as soon as the words fell, he tore two buckets with a "hiss" sound, and lifted the thermos and began to pour water.

Seeing this, the elderly assistant police officer had no choice but to give up. Besides, the police handling cases and eating instant noodles are not out of the ordinary.

Principal Wang personally soaked five buckets of instant noodles, one bucket per person. Including Zhou Weiliang, who was beaten beyond recognition.

Ten minutes later, everyone sat around the principal's desk and ate noodles. While pulling noodles, the elderly assistant police officer asked Zhou Weiliang at the same time:

"How many people beat you?"

Zhou Weiliang happened to take a big mouthful of instant noodles, and before he could swallow it, he replied inarticulately:

"Five."

Swallowing the noodles, he felt that he was speaking lightly, and corrected clearly:

"No, it's six."

The assistant police officer chewed the noodles, thinking to himself if you were beaten stupidly, and you didn't even know how many people on the other side were? But after all, in the face of the victim, we must maintain a minimum of compassion, so we continue to ask the next question:

"What did they use to hit you?"

Zhou Weiliang happened to take another mouthful of instant noodles into his mouth, but he still didn't swallow it, and his answer was a little slurred:

"Sack."

As soon as these words came out, the four people at the scene, except for himself, couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

And Principal Wang, the strange man, squirted the noodles in his mouth out of his nostrils for the fourth time, spraying all over the table. There were a few remnants of noodles, and they accidentally fell into other people's buckets.

So after everyone laughed, they were nauseous, pushed the noodle bucket, and the act of eating noodles came to an end. Principal Wang was the only one who insisted on eating the noodles.

Zhou Weiliang saw that he was beaten so badly, these guys could still laugh, he was angry and sad in his heart, but it was not easy to attack, after all, he said the wrong thing first. And it is facing the police who handle the case.

So he spat the noodles in his mouth back into the bucket, cleared his throat, and explained with a sad face:

"As soon as they came up, they covered my head with a sack before they started fighting."

This time everyone understood. And the older assistant police finally understood why he couldn't even figure out five or six attackers, who turned out to be wearing sacks over their heads.

Although the assistant police officers could no longer eat, the emotions accumulated along the way slowly disappeared. At this time, the elderly assistant police officer patiently asked Zhou Weiliang:

"Ten miles and eight villages, have you ever offended anyone? Do you know anyone on the other side? ”

Zhou Weiliang was stunned, and after being stunned, he was full of grievances, and felt that it was disrespectful to ask him, so he replied in a thick voice:

"Didn't I say it, I have a sack over my head? How is it possible to know each other? ”

Although this remark was emotional, he still knew how to avoid the important and light, and did not say whether he offended people or not.

The assistant police did not pursue the former question, but patiently explained the latter question:

"They can't be invisible until they cover the sacks, can they? Don't you even see it? ”

Zhou Weiliang thought for a while before shaking his head and replied:

"I don't recognize any of them. Because they all covered their faces. ”

The assistant police were disappointed. Knowing that he couldn't ask anything again, he proposed that everyone go to the scene together. Zhou Weiliang didn't have any opinions, the principal was full of displeasure, and thought, in the middle of the night, why did you even pull me up and toss around?

But the headmaster went with him. The reason is that he is afraid that Zhou Weiliang's head will be confused, and he will talk nonsense in front of the police.

When they came to the scene of the murder, everyone used a flashlight to shine for a long time, and they couldn't see anything unusual or clueless, because the weather was fine during the day and the ground was dry at night, and there was not even a single footprint left at the scene.

In a word, there is no indication that anyone has ever fought in this place. While taking pictures, a young assistant policeman asked Zhou Weiliang with a suspicious face:

"Isn't it here? Aren't you covered in the head? Could it be mistaken? ”

This time, Zhou Weiliang replied categorically:

"Definitely here. See this stone tip? When I fell to the ground, my ass was stuck in it, and the scars haven't faded yet. ”

With that, he immediately took off his pants to show his buttocks, and compared the scar with the protruding stone point.

The older policeman hurriedly stopped his lewd actions and diverted the topic:

"What did they beat you with when you were covered with a sack?"

Zhou Weiliang said while thinking:

"Stones, bricks, and sticks."

As soon as the words fell, he pointed to his forehead and nose again, and said sadly:

"See, it's all made of bricks."

The elderly assistant policeman glanced at the ground within a radius of ten meters, there were no stones, no bricks, and no wooden sticks, so he also asked with a suspicious face:

"Are you sure?"

Zhou Weiliang tilted his head and thought for a moment, and corrected:

"No, they must have used iron rods, otherwise my ribs in my chest wouldn't be so easy to break."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to his chest and confided in the police with a crying voice:

"I stabbed it three times, and broke it three times. These hammers, they're too ruthless. ”

The older assistant officer looked around again, but he didn't see anything like an iron bar. The three assistant police officers are a little ridiculous, so far in this case, it is not clear how many perpetrators there are, and the tools of the crime cannot be determined.

The only certainty is the location of the crime, because there is Zhou Weiliang's injured butt to testify.

That's the end of the inspection scene. That night, the three assistant police officers spent the night in the school.

Early the next morning, the three assistant police officers began to go to the village to investigate the case, going door-to-door for questioning. It was the busy farming season, and everyone didn't have much to spare, so the answer was a bit perfunctory.

Despite the difficulties, the three responsible auxiliary police officers learned a lot about the case.

It is said that Mr. Zhou likes to soak women in the village, slept with the most beautiful girl in the village, and abandoned others when he made his belly bigger; It is also said that Mr. Zhou kicked over an eight-year-old student, causing him a serious fracture in his lower leg.

In addition, some people quietly told the police comrades that Mr. Zhou was like a weasel who stole countless fresh eggs in the village. In half a year, at least five times, the chickens in the village were caught alive, and they were burned on the ridges of the fields to make chickens, and they were eaten by one person.

All in all, everyone agreed that Mr. Zhou was a bad guy.

The three assistant police officers filled the entire diary with what they learned, and turned over it afterwards, but it did not help much to solve the case. Guessing, it seems that Tang Xiaoyan's father and Tang Shan's father are the most suspicious.

But at the time of the crime, Tang Xiaoyan's father was witnessed carrying water at the entrance of the village; And Tangshan's father was seen drunk in his backyard. All with alibi.

Tang Shan and Tang Xiaoyan can be directly ruled out, one is an eight-year-old child, and the other is a weak woman. None of them match Zhou Weiliang's own description of the perpetrator. According to him:

"They're all grown fierce men. Otherwise, how could they beat me? I've practiced it. ”

As a result, the case had to be closed in the end.

After the three assistant policemen returned to the city, Zhou Weiliang no longer had the intention of teaching, and every day when he got up, he gritted his teeth and muttered to himself in the small mountain villages around the school.

After the summer vacation of this year, Zhou Weiliang resigned from his teaching position, returned to Fenglin Town, and began his career.