The sudden shadow made Gou Cong become sensitive. Although he is not a qualified policeman, he still has the special alertness of this profession. He looked around and saw that there was no one around and started to perform his mission again. However, he was still guessing what he had run over.

He walked into the house again. This time he did not wear a hat, but instead clamped it in a creaking nest, and asked at the kitchen door, "Mama, are you the only one in the house?"

For some reason, he was extremely uncomfortable in this yard, and an inexplicable sense of depression surged into his heart, making him feel uncomfortable.

Grandma didn't say anything.

"The investigators are all in the township government and are not far away. You can come back if you go down and record a confession. We want to check this matter. According to the confession of witnesses today, we suspect that the deceased was killed for him."

Grandma was angered, "Is it his killing that it's your police station? I'll tell you now that my grandson's life is not guaranteed, so you should do whatever you should do."

Gou Cong was also angry about the old man's attitude. In the eyes of a young man like Gou Cong, he really looked down on the country people, so he had a sense of pride in his tone.

"I said, how do you say, then our police station must cooperate with the investigation of the case. If you don't cooperate, how can we investigate? If you continue like this, don't blame me for not reminding you? You country people are ignorant and don't take matters into account. If you can't find the case, you will put the shit on us. Let me tell you, if you love to go now, and if you don't go, you will not be able to close the case, that's your own cause."

Bang!

The kitchen door fell so loudly that the door panel almost fell, and Gou Cong was turned away.

He cursed, "What, shy my face. I tell you that you can refuse to summon, but you have no right to hide the dead body. We forensic doctors will come to examine the body later, and you are ready."

After saying that, he left angrily.

As soon as he left the yard, he heard someone giggling behind him. Gou Cong, who was angry, suddenly turned around and said, "Why are you laughing?"

No one.

At this moment, Gou Cong felt a little chilling on his back. When he contacted the shadow just now, he thought that the deceased was a child, so he wouldn't have bumped into it by himself, right?

Once this joke was mentioned in my heart, I could no longer let go. Gou Cong, who was still majestic just now, suddenly became depressed.

People often say that the national emblem on the police officer's hat is a police amulet. How could Gou Cong forget this? He hurriedly put the hat on and ran towards the township government without going back all the way.

This lifeless cloudy day made the whole village paralyzed, and another major event that happened today that alarmed the whole village. In the words of the old man, the village was not peaceful these two days, and the children were staying at home honestly.

There are so many people on the roads and roads. The villagers have their wives and children on the bed. Only the warmth of family affection can cover up the fear floating in the entire mountain village.

The mountains were filled with clouds and mist in the distance. At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the mountain village had a brief bustle. The man who went out to herd cattle in the morning could not resist the heavy air in the mountains and had to go home early. The cattle herd walked together, the most pleasant thing was that the bell on their necks soon disappeared at the forks of the village roads until the silence returned to the previous silence.

Smoke came out from several chimneys, and then the mountain village was wrapped in smoke. Only a few chimneys were quiet, including cousin's house.

In the small room of the township government, my cousin and cousin had been locked up for five hours. After roaring hard, they could no longer make any sounds. The two of them sat on the cold floor as if they had lost their souls, looking blankly in front of them.

The curtains in the house were tightly pulled, with only a slight light. Not only did the son disappear, but he was also guarded as a murderer. What was difficult to accept was the deceased or his relatives.

No matter which end, it made the two of them feel sad.

Tick! Tick!

Two drops of water on the beam of the house were on the face of the concubine. She was already numb and then she became conscious, thinking that it was raining outside again and it penetrated.

I wiped it with my hand, and then fell down again. I subconsciously looked up and saw someone sitting on the beam of the room.

The anxiety of the son missing yesterday, the fright of Tiger Mountain last night, today's anxiety and grief accompanied by grief, and this scene pushed the concubine to a climax of fear.

For a moment, his hands kept waving, and after being extremely frightened, he tried his best to retreat desperately. His throat could not make any noise, so he could only squeak. My cousin realized something was wrong, so he hurried up to hold his cousin's hand. At this moment of panic, only such warmth could be relieved.

The cousin kept looking up and signaling to see the beam of the house. The cousin looked at the instructions and shivered in fear. Sure enough, a man was sitting on the beam of the house. Because of the dim light, he could only see the outline and could not see anything.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?"

The black shadow sat there without saying a word.

"Who are you? What are you doing?" The black shadow seemed to be just a shadow, without any movement. Just when my cousin was frightened, the cousin suddenly looked like a wild horse, unable to catch it without any way, and crawled forward like crazy. His fingernails were clattering on the ground, and blood was everywhere in the cracks of his fingernails.

The shadow has not left yet, and his cousin has never been so desperate as he is now, but he is a man, a husband and a father. He can choose any way to escape or give up alone, but in front of his wife, he must protect her, even if he tries his last strength.

Looking at the black shadow holding his cousin, he kept shouting, "Cai'e, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you, someone is coming soon, someone is dead, someone is dead."

At the critical moment, you can only shout like this and make a final call for help.

The last sound of his hoarse voice, "Weiwei... Weiwei... is it you? Is it you?"

Naturally, my cousin could hear who his wife was calling, but he still didn't want to believe it, "Cai'e, where is Weiwei, where is Weiwei?"

What mother knows best is that the piece of meat fell in her heart. No matter where she goes, no matter what the situation is, as long as it is her own child, even if he is full of holes and even if he changes his appearance, his mother can recognize her at a glance. This is the most heroic thing about her.

"Weiwei, Weiwei, what's wrong with you? You're talking." The concubine was already crying.

Tick!

A drop of water also dripped on my cousin's face, and he felt more and more that this was his son.

Last night’s footprints!

My cousin was shocked and paralyzed against the corner of the wall. "Can I? Did my son come back last night and he came back, son, my son."

At this moment, my cousin knew that his son might be no longer alive.

The officer on duty outside came back from peeing and heard a sound from inside that was wrong. He didn't dare to let anyone go without permission, so he could only climb up the window and lift the curtain to see what was going on inside.

The curtains were rearranged outside by the county police officer Qian, who was not allowed to see outside. He was taught like an old scholar. This was called mental oppression and could break through the suspect's psychological defense line as soon as possible.

But when the curtains were lifted and the light was just entered, Bai Aimin, the on-duty officer, flipped off the windowsill and screamed.

He saw with his own eyes a headless boy was sitting on the beam of the room, his toes swinging back and forth.

"Oh my god, ghost, ghost..." Bai Aimin, who was crazy, made a big fuss in the township government.

Township Mayor Fang, who was reading newspapers in the office, always felt something was wrong today, and he was always distracted when reading newspapers. The ashtray was already full of cigarette butts, and his hands were clattering on the table with a bang.

Hearing a shout outside, the township chief Fang immediately threw down the newspaper and ran out. He accidentally knocked down the ashtray with his other hand, and it was smashed to pieces.

Seeing the glass fragments and cigarette butts and ashes on the ground, I couldn't help but curse, "I'm really a ghost." I glanced at it and ran out hurriedly.

Bai Aimin alarmed the entire township government, and all thirteen cadres and officials from all over the world came out. Officer Qian, who was discussing how to deal with the case, was also alarmed.

Two officials calmed Bai Aimin down, lit a cigarette for him, and sat on a cement table tennis case, "Aimin, you smoke a cigarette, and say slowly, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Hell, it's in that room."

Township Mayor Fang said to several other officials with a dark face, "Go and untie the curtains. Who has come up with bad ideas? Everyone has locked them up. What else should I do? This is the township government, not the public security bureau." This was said to Officer Qian.

Officer Qian looked very bad, but he did not refute.

"Qianzi, go and give the two end points of hot water in the house. Don't eat it for a day. Don't kill people. Even if you break the law, follow the procedures step by step. You can't keep them in a confinement. By the way, you can make a cup of tea for Lao Bai."

"Why haven't Gou Cong come back yet? He's going to summon someone to play tricks. Let's go out with me to see." Police Officer Qian, who had no place to get angry, sent anger on his own people.

Lao Bai took a few sips of hot tea and then he recovered. "Inside, there was a baby sitting on the beam inside, without a head, without a head."

As soon as this was said, Township Mayor Fang looked up at everyone's staff and returned to his house consciously. At that time, the township government was working and staying together.

Seeing that everyone everywhere exposed, "I just said that my eyelids are always twitching today. It seems that this matter is really strange. Lao Bai, you have been in Liangzhai for five or six years, and this time it's not easy."

Why some people can be leaders, and some people cannot? The most critical point is that they can guide emotions. If the township chief Fang is shocked and confused, he may be in chaos.

Lao Bai's thinking power was guided in public from the horror scene just now, and Lao Bai became much calmer in a moment.

"Guest Fang, I tell you the truth. My father often said something when he lived. If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. This matter must be wrong. Besides, what day was yesterday?"

This sentence made Township Mayor Fang fall into curiosity, "What day was yesterday?"

"Yesterday July 15th, Ghost Festival."

Township Mayor Fang listened with relish, "You continue to say."

"I heard that Ren Jie of Xintang suddenly fell ill yesterday, and he has not found out what the disease is. He smiled and said, "I can't send it away, I can't send it away." Yesterday afternoon, Sun Nieyun's youngest son, Sun Nieyun's family, fainted from the kang while eating, knocked his mouth to the ground, and had eight stitches in the hospital. People are not awake yet. Ren Yunyi and others have been to Tiger Mountain together yesterday. The leader is Wang Wei, the son of the hospital, and Wang Wei has not found it yet."

As soon as the town chief Fang thought about the problem, he would illuminate a cigarette and also to Lao Bai, "You are right. It's not just you, but Quanliangzhai Village is talking about it. Oh, let the Qian surnamed check it out to see what he can find out. Lao Bai, you may not know that such a thing has happened to Liangzhai more than once."

"What, more than once?" This was unexpected to Lao Bai.

"Yes, I, Mr. Hard Chai, have been pulling boards at the grain station in our Liangzhai (processing wood into wooden boards). I secretly told me before that a group of beekeepers came to build beehives on the roadside of Tiger Mountain. It seems that it is what you mentioned on July 15th Ghost Festival. It is about to withdraw the beehives. Before leaving, the family of five went to Tiger Mountain to get some walnuts and bring them. But the car flipped down from the Shibaling Cliff that day, and they died without even the whole body."

When Lao Bai heard this, he said, "I know this. The newspapers reported it at that time. What? Could it be that it was because he went to Tiger Mountain..." He didn't say it.

"Who can tell this clearly? Let's wait and see. No matter what happens, there will be a result, but some results are difficult to accept. Forget it, let's not talk about it. Lao Bai, you can't go home today and come back in two days."

The frightened old white face turned pale, and he has only just returned a little bit now, but he has no intention of going to work anymore. Even if he stays, he is absent-minded. It is better to go back and rest. Usually, when encountering such a thing, he will definitely go to the temple to seek peace of mind. Everyone knows it in their hearts, and there is no need to say it out loud.

"Okay, Township Mayor Fang, even if I stay, I can't do my job well, so I'll go back first."

"Yeah, you go back."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!