"They can't push me!" Fusha screamed again, "No one is forcing me, unless it's him!" ”

Sister Fusha's language is indeed not authentic, especially in this state, if you want to understand what she means, you have to deliberately analyze it.

"Wait, wait!" Liang Yuanque stretched out a hand to stop her,

"You mean, killing Wang Ming is Wang Ming's own intention?"

Fusha nodded, tears streaming down her face.

Liang Yuanque took a deep breath, felt that his heart hurt very much, looked at the wooden table and tea set in front of him, and suddenly felt the urge to lift the table.

"Fuck you, you told me he was martyred after a long time, right?"

Fusha cried and sobbed, covering his face with his hands and choking, "No, no, he doesn't want to implicate me......"

"You get up for me!" Liang Yuanque seemed to be a little annoyed, and pulled Fusha up without any pity, "You tell me clearly, why did he die?" ”

When he was so angry that he couldn't get up, Liuyun rushed in and pushed away the beam wall that was clamping Fusha.

"That's enough, I'll tell you!"

Liang Yuanque ignored him, looked back at the door, and after the flowing clouds, several more people rushed in in a hurry.

Due to the psychological shadow of fleeing in the middle of the night before, Zhuang Youjie was nervous when he saw someone rushing in, and he quickly stood up and wanted to run.

After taking it because he was too nervous, he was in a hurry for a while, and he was knocked down by a chair on the spot, and he fell heavily on the floor all of a sudden.

In this fall, the ankle that had just stopped was impacted again, and Zhuang Youjie hugged his foot, his face pale in pain.

Liang Yuanque patted his head and seemed to be very speechless.

Seeing this scene, Liuyun stammered and explained to Liang Yuanque,

"Ang, I'm not, no, no, no, I just went to call someone because ......"

Liang Yuanque directly interrupted him, "No need to explain, I just noticed that you left, either to pee or to call someone." ”

There were not as many people who rushed in as there were the pursuers that night, and it could even be said that there were less than half of them, and there were many familiar faces among them.

For example, Uncle Mu Su's father and daughter, and Liuyun's younger brother Tulesha.

The leader was a man who looked to be about fifty years old, with a resolute face and a very reliable person.

Liang Yuanque guessed that this should be the leader of the water village.

Sure enough, when he looked over, the man first introduced himself, "Two little brothers, I am the leader of the stockade, can we talk to each other?" ”

Although there were some familiar faces in the crowd, this did not mean that Liang Yuanque could relax his vigilance, he didn't care about Zhuang Youjie, and looked at the leader with a cold face.

"Uncle, you just bring a few people, it's not enough for me to eat."

There was a threat in his tone, which was his forte.

You may not be able to beat it, but you have to stand up for yourself first.

"You misunderstood the little brother, we don't want to have a conflict with you," the chief uncle waved his hand repeatedly, "I have heard about your affairs from Liuyun, and I can tell you the truth you want." ”

Liang Yuanque was already impatient, "How many roles have you changed to sing in this play?" What when I'm so good? ”

The leader had to make a long story short, "About Wang Ming's story, what Fusha said just now is true, and he was indeed forced to death by the Shuizhai people." ”

The root of this case has to be traced back to the mysterious high priest of Shuizhai.

At the beginning of the establishment of the water village, the power of the high priest was very large, almost dictatorial.

Although there is a division of power among the chiefs now, there is still a foundation that has been passed down from generation to generation, and if you give an order in the entire water village, you can still respond to every call.

The matter between Fusha and Wang Ming alarmed the high priest, and he brought a group of believers to fetch people at that time.

At that time, the leader fought hard and wanted to fight for a result that drove Wang Ming away.

The high priest gave the leader a few thin faces, and agreed to drive away the strangers, but to kill Fusha, the scum of the "outside".

This matter finally reached Wang Ming's ears, he didn't want to see Fusha die, so he didn't leave obediently, and chose to advance and retreat with Fusha.

That cup of poisonous tea was originally left by Fusha for himself, but the result is known to everyone.

The high priest controls the thoughts of his people through the theory of ghosts and gods, so he himself is full of religious connotations.

There was already a choice between Fusha and Wang Ming, and the high priest no longer embarrassed Fusha in order to fulfill his faith.

He called the chieftain and forced both factions in the stockade to participate in the death of the stranger.

Only by having a common secret can both parties be guaranteed to keep it secret forever.

There were families with men in the whole village, and each family had a person to witness Wang Ming's death, and finally through the lottery it was decided that the strong Liuyun would go to the Luochuan River in the middle of the night to throw the body.

The Luochuan River is calm all year round, and at the same time, the river is so deep that no matter what you throw into it, it will not float up again.

But who would have expected that this time it would be so evil, and Wang Ming's body would be washed ashore without warning not long after.

Thus began a series of troubles that followed.

This leader should be very proficient in the culture of the Han people in the Central Plains, and he raised his finger at Liang Yuanque and swore to the sky that everything he said was the truth.

"Little brother, you want the truth, I gave it to you, are you satisfied?"

This is really blocked Liang Yuanque doesn't know how to take it.

What is the truth for a detective? The scope of this meaning seems to be very broad.

Dissected every clue, reviewed the entire case, and found the cause of each of these incidents, which seems to be the truth.

But more importantly, the real culprit.

Finding the real culprit, bringing him to justice, and comforting the deceased should be the most basic process for solving the case.

Now, the leader is still talking to Liang Yuanque and them, and if he proposes to take Fusha away, then it is estimated that a fierce battle will begin.

What's more, Liang Yuanque is not good at dealing with mentally disturbed people.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, the air seemed to become viscous, and the flow became slower.

Everyone was waiting for Liang Yuanque's response, including Zhuang Youjie, who was lying on the ground, and he couldn't care about the pain in his feet at this time, and looked at Liang Yuanque in a daze and waited for what he could do next.

It was the chief uncle who broke the silence, he coughed dryly, and said to Liang Yuanque,

"Little brother, I know your rules outside, killing people will pay for your life, and you will be arrested, but there are so many people in our village, how can you arrest them?"

As soon as Liang Yuanque opened his mouth, the leader made up again,

"Of course, Fusha is also from our village, and you can't take it with you."

The atmosphere was suddenly even more tense than just now, Zhuang Youjie looked at the expressions of both sides, and said in his heart It's not good, this is going to do it!