Song Xinghe looked at Li Yuxun's fingers, was stunned for a while, and said in a low voice: "Lao Li, let's discuss with the above and 'handle' the case."

The International Tourism Festival is about to begin, and I don't believe the leaders in the county, hoping that there will be such a serious case of evil deeds at this time. ”

As the saying goes, 'there is a policy, there is a countermeasure', although the government stipulates that criminal cases involving more than three deaths must be reported to the State Council, but in practice, there are many alternative means.

For example, if the injured person did not die on the spot, as long as he got into the ambulance, he could not be included in the number of deaths;

Or when there are fewer witnesses to the case and less social impact, the case will be slightly split and listed as two criminal cases, reducing the number of deaths in a single case, and so on.

Song Xinghe's so-called 'handling it' is undoubtedly to suppress the case in Yuwo Village, let it go, and digest it internally.

It's a pity that Li Yuxun is not as optimistic as his boss, he sighed and said: "It's not a few years ago in Song Suo, we can see a lot of foreigners standing on the mountainside here, I guess the case has already been on the Internet."

I'm afraid I can't hold it back.

Let's hurry up and go to the scene to see what the situation is, and then think of other ways. ”

"Lao Li, you are our think tank, listen to you. Song Xinghe said in a good way, and then he straightened his police hat and walked along the village road to the old house of the Zhang family.

Ten minutes later, four policemen who were not good at walking mountain roads finally came to the scene of the crime.

Pushing aside the crowd and looking into the courtyard of the ancient mansion for the first time, Song Xinghe almost vomited his breakfast.

He frowned, pursed his lips disgustingly, sank his breath, and said loudly: "Who is Tao Lielin who reported the crime." ”

"I am.

Comrade policeman, we met a few days ago, and I took the villagers to the county seat to 'greet people', and passed through the town..."

"Mo Tao is almost, this is a crime scene, and if we have a friendship, we will have to climb later.

Let me ask you, you are a leader, how did you protect the crime scene, so many idle people, what clues do you have to solve the case, and they are all destroyed. ”

"Comrade policeman, I'm a deputy village chief, which of these tourists will listen, I still have to ask you to drive them out in 'tiger skins' before you can go away. ”

"What tiger skin, we are a police uniform, a symbol of the state's coercive organs, democratic centralism, centralization is reflected in our clothes.

You clean up the scene and let all the idle people who have nothing to do with the case leave.

Lao Li and I immediately reported the situation to the leaders of the county bureau. ”

Hearing the leader's orders, the policemen Sun Zhihe and the people began to clean up the scene.

As soon as the police came forward, those Western tourists who were living in violation of the police's legal orders and might be shot dead on the spot walked away in a low voice without saying much.

After they left, the Chinese tourists also left the crime scene, and after a while, the stone road in front of the ancient house became quiet.

At this time, Song Xinghe had already described the basic situation of the crime scene to Sun Xiangguo, director of the county public security bureau, and he hung up the phone and looked at the victim in the courtyard with rotten intestines and incomplete limbs, only to feel that his scalp was numb.

In his twenty years as a police officer, he had never seen such a bloody scene, so in order to distract himself and not appear to be idle, Song Xinghe began to ask Tao Lielin about the case in detail.

When he heard that a witness had survived, he immediately focused his attention on Zhang Lisheng.

If the young man in front of him was taller and stronger, Song Xinghe would definitely ignore the thirty-seven twenty-one, and handcuff him as a criminal suspect first.

But a minor who is less than 160 centimeters tall and weighs no more than 100 kilograms is really impossible to create a murder case of killing four people in a row, disemboweling people, and cutting off limbs, so Song Xinghe can only keep a tiger face and think about how to hear the most real situation from Zhang Lisheng's mouth.

It's a pity that this short and fat second-level police inspector whose mind has changed from passing the buck to making miraculous achievements is destined to be disappointed, and Zhang Lisheng, as a murderer, is impossible to provide him with any useful clues.

It took a lot of time to spend a lot of time, and it wasn't until the siren sounded again in the mountain village that Song Xinghe, who had found nothing, shut his mouth stupidly.

"Song Suo, I estimate that such a big case has to be personally brought out by Team Yang, a new exchange from our county criminal police team, or let's pick it up together. ”

"Okay Lao Li, let's go pick it up, you can watch the scene of the river and gray seeds, and don't call people in again." ”

"It's Song. Sun Zhihe and Yan Ash Seed replied in unison.

Zhang Lisheng on the side finally escaped the interrogation of the police, and closed his eyes a little tiredly.

After sighing and quieting down, the thrilling encounters of last night began to replay in his mind again.

Suddenly, he thought that last night, in order to drive Qinghong to break free from the bondage of the alloy thread, he had spurted out a lot of essence blood one after another, and it stands to reason that now he should not just feel weak in energy, but should be depleted of blood and qi.

After thinking about it, he couldn't figure out why he was in such a good state at this time, Zhang Lisheng hesitated in a very low voice, "Hiss, hiss, hiss...", and quietly recited the witch spell.

Suddenly, he only felt that an unprecedented strength of witch power in his blood was slowly surging, and he seemed to be about to break through the realm of the first witch, if he practiced seriously, he would become a second witch, I am afraid it would be within three or two months.

"Killing people can speed up the cultivation of the Witch Dao!" A terrifying thought flashed in Zhang Lisheng's heart, causing his face to change in vain.

Although he is a teenager whose personality has become a little withdrawn due to his growth environment, he never wants his future career plan to be a murderer.

However, after calming down and carefully recalling last night's episode, Zhang Lisheng slowly discovered that the reason for the rapid increase in his magic power should not be murder, but the fear and hatred of the four intruders.

Combined with history, it is also very reasonable that 'witches' can gain greater strength through the fear and hatred of others.

This perfectly explains why to this day, when people mention the word 'witch', they still can't help but think of blood, mystery, darkness, human sacrifice and other terrible terms.

It is all possible that the 'witch' originally wanted to be feared and hated!

Thinking of this, Zhang Lisheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He opened his eyes just in time to see the short, stocky middle-aged police officer who had interrogated him for a long time, accompanying seven or eight newly arrived colleagues into the ancient mansion.

"Brigade Yang, this kid was the only witness at the scene of the crime last night, according to him, the four people who died were..."After stepping into the ancient mansion, Song Xinghe immediately pointed to Zhang Lisheng and said to a police officer with thinning hair and very delicate eyebrows.

Although the officer began to lose his hair, it seemed that his grade should not be very large, and his rank was a first-class police inspector, the same as that of an ordinary county-level public security chief.

"Director Song, I want to let the dead and traces at the crime scene speak first, you didn't destroy the scene, right?" The young first-class police inspector did not ask the witnesses first, as is customary, but looked around the crime scene and asked seriously.

Song Xinghe replied, "We haven't done any on-site investigation work.

However, when we arrived, there were already hundreds of onlookers at the scene, and it was still the two comrades who ruled the river and the gray seed to evacuate..."

"It doesn't matter, the scene is so tragic, as long as you don't conduct random investigations, the general onlookers will not enter the yard to destroy the scene. ”

Hearing this, even if he vaguely knew that the young man named Yang Zhengqi, who was transferred from the Criminal Division of the Investigation Bureau of the Western Sichuan Provincial Public Security Department to the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade of the He County Public Security Bureau, had a deep background.

After returning to the provincial hall after gilding, it is said that he will become the youngest division-level cadre in the judicial system of western Sichuan, Song Xinghe still couldn't help it, and said: "Brigade Yang, I have been a policeman for 20 years, and I also know the discipline of police..."

"That's good. Yang Zhengqi didn't allow others to speak at all, nodded, and began to do the on-site investigation on his own.

He cautiously walked around the courtyard of the ancient house, slipped into the house and looked, closed his eyes and pondered, opened his eyes, walked to a place against the wall of the courtyard, left two footprints with the deepest traces, stood in front of him and said: "Xiao Wu began to record,

The four victims should have illegally entered the scene of the crime, this footprint is so deep, and there are only two lone ones, which proves that one person jumped over the wall into the yard first.

Judging by the shoe prints, the man should be the deceased with a broken arm, and we assume that he is A.

Immediately after climbing over the wall and entering the courtyard, A jumped forward, and the purpose of this unusual action was supposed to be to attack, which proved that A was very alert and agile.

Moreover, after illegally breaking into the house, he attacked by jumping forward instead of chasing on foot, indicating that he should have undergone a long period of martial arts training and mastered some special fighting skills.

In the jump attack, A was blocked, and there was a coarse porcelain jar and a whole stewed chicken on the ground, so someone should have been holding chicken soup in the yard, and happened to meet A..."

"Brigade Yang, the child who witnessed last night's murder, that is, the owner of the house at the scene of the crime..."Song Xinghe couldn't help but interject.

"Director Song, let's let the traces of the scene finish talking first, and then talk about anything else," Yang Zhengqi shook his head stubbornly and continued his reasoning: "After A was stopped for a while, although there were still footprints indicating that he had rushed to the kitchen, it didn't look continuous.

So the most likely thing is that he stopped attacking after being blocked, and the people who blocked him hid in the kitchen.

Then A opened the gate of the courtyard and put in the accomplices, and a set of footprints here should confirm my judgment.

After the door is opened, the three people who come in turn are assumed to be B, C, and D.

Judging from the distance and location of the footprints at the scene, B and A had a conversation, and then B walked towards the hall alone, his steps were not urgent, he should be the deceased with a broken neck.

After B walks to the hall, A, C, and D start talking, and then A suddenly starts to act alone and rushes to the door of the hall, presumably because B is suddenly attacked by an unknown person in the house, and A, who is the best in the group, wants to rescue him.

Then, during the rescue, B dies, and A's left arm is severely damaged, and judging from the scars on the corpse, he should have cut off his own arm, which we should be able to find near B's body.

Look, there's something like a metal syringe here, and there's...

Fuck, what is this..."