Qiu Wuhen said: "Where is this man who jumped into the oil pan and fried himself to death?"

"Go straight into the city and you will see it when you reach the crossroads. It is at most three to four hundred paces away from the city gate. There must be many people watching around now, because it will take several hours for the oil in the pot to completely cool down.

, no one dares to move now, his family members are kneeling next to him and crying! I don’t know why this is happening.”

"It would be easier to understand if this happened in your own yard. Maybe you made a mistake, but it happened on the street in full view of everyone. Many people didn't know why it happened and were scared to death."

"When he jumped into the oil pan, I heard that most of the people watching almost fainted, covering their eyes and not daring to look. Some people wanted to save, but when they got close to the oil pan, they were smitten by the blazing heat.

The oil pan was forced back. The crackling oil in the oil pan was frying, and the splashing oil splashed around the side of the oil pan. At first, some people wanted to save them, but later they found that there was nothing they could do, even if they were rescued,

He was probably killed by the explosion when he came out. If he still had to work up the energy to save him, I'm afraid he would be involved."

Qiu Wuhen said again: "What about the other suicide case?"

"What's even more scary is that just now, about half an hour ago, at the mast of the Yamen, a man, probably in his twenties, was very nimble. He actually climbed along the mast to the top of the mast. Because there was a man on the mast.

The big bucket can be used for overlooking. He climbed on top of the bucket, stood on both sides of the bucket, leaned his whole body on the mast, and then started to cut his own hands with a knife. "

"The people below didn't know what he was going to do at first? Because you can't climb the mast of the Yamen casually, so a few Yamen servants came over and yelled at him to get down. But he didn't listen, and everyone was ready to hold him with chains.

After he got it down and locked it up, he didn't expect to see him commit suicide on it. Moreover, this kind of suicide was so weird. He kept cutting his own hands until he cut off the palm of his left hand. Then he cut off his hand.

He cut off his elbow, and cut off his shoulder, and threw the pieces under the table."

"The people below were frightened and dispersed one after another. Some people said that they should go up to stop him, but no one dared to go. He was so cruel to me, so there was no guarantee that he would not be stabbed by him. However, some kind people below loudly advised him not to stop.

In this way, you can talk about whatever you have to say. But he didn't seem to hear it at all. After cutting off his left hand, he cut off his left leg. He cut off the sole of the left leg and the knee."

"Then he cut off his right foot. At this time, he was sitting on the big bucket. The sole and calf of his right foot were completely cut off and fell under the mast. Then he slashed with the knife, and unexpectedly

He cut off his own head. The knife shouldn't be very fast, but the force he used was very strong. He actually cut off his own head with one knife. The head fell off the upper bucket, and then he was completely

The man leaned on the bucket."

"The body is still up there now. It's very scary. Many people are watching from a distance. We also went to see it just now. The body has no head, no hands, and two legs are missing. It is just propped up on the mast.

Fight. That scene, my God, I will never forget it in my life."

Qiu Wuhen said: "Thank you both, have you heard why they committed suicide?"

"Yes, everyone is asking this question, why did they commit suicide? But these two people did not have any symptoms, and they died so decisively without any hesitation. And their expressions did not change at all, as if they were doing something

It’s like a normal thing.”

Qiu Wuhen said goodbye and left, and some people hurried into the city. Qiu Wuhen said to the others: "You all go back first, I'll go take a look."

Fei Wutong and Fei Wudan were the first to nod. Chuncan and Linghu Zhi discussed: "We also want to see it."

Linghu Ding scolded them with a frown and told them to go home. But Linghu Zhi was not afraid of his father at all and insisted on going to see him.

What's more, when Fei Wutong and Fei Wudan saw the two of them saying they wanted to go, they naturally had no choice, so they nodded to follow them.

Qiu Wuhen said to his wife and others: "You should go home quickly. I will be responsible for investigating these matters."

The wife and two sisters were not interested in watching the fun, and the cow water tank was still a child, so of course it was not suitable for it, so they all went home.

Seeing that Linghu Zhi and the others were unwilling to leave, Qiu Wuhen had no choice but to lead them forward. After walking two or three hundred steps, they arrived at a crossroads, which was still crowded with people.

, one by one tutted.

Seeing that he couldn't squeeze in, Fei Wutong rolled his eyes and suddenly shouted: "Get out of the way, let the Yamen investigate the case."

As soon as they heard that the Yamen was investigating the case, the people in front of them quickly got out of the way. When they saw a few half-year-old children, they cursed angrily, but some people also recognized Fei Wutong, the son of the county magistrate. Although he

He is very low-key and usually keeps his face to himself, but some people still recognized him and said he was the son of the county magistrate, so they all got out of the way.

They finally squeezed into the innermost part of the circle, and it turned out to be a fried cake shop. A large iron pot was still steaming. Something was rolling inside, because the fire under the oil pot had long been extinguished. But the heat of the oil continued.

If it has been there for a long time, it is still boiling inside, so the bodies in the pot are still rolling slowly and from time to time.

The few people kneeling next to the iron pot were crying very sadly. They should be the family members of the deceased.

Qiu Wuhen walked closer and knelt down and said, "My condolences, I am Mr. Xing Ming from the Yamen. I am investigating this mysterious suicide case. Can I ask you a few questions?"

An old man and a middle-aged man nodded, raised their hands and said, "It turns out to be sir. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

Qiu Wuhen pointed to the fried shop and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

The two agreed and followed Qiu Wuhen into the fried shop. There were people outside, but there was almost no one in the shop. They all went outside to watch the excitement.

After finding a table and sitting down, Qiu Wuhen asked: "Do you know why the deceased committed suicide by jumping into the oil pan?"

The old man is the father-in-law of the deceased Qi San, and the young man is the husband of the deceased. The two shook their heads together, and the old man said: "My wife is very capable, smart, and hard-working. She can fry fried pancakes very well. She sells a lot of them every day."

.The business of this pancake shop is also very good, and she just gave birth to a child, who is not yet one year old. Why did she suddenly commit suicide? I really don’t understand."

Qiu Wuhen said: "Were there no signs before she died?"

"Really do not have."

Her husband cried painfully and said: "She breastfed the child when she got up in the morning, saying that she was planning to have another child later. Otherwise, the eldest son would be too lonely alone. She wants to have another daughter. A son, a daughter, and a flower!"

I said that if you want to have more children, you should have more children, and the house will be full of children and grandchildren. She laughed and said that I thought she was a sow. How could I have imagined that those were the last words she said to me."

"She didn't say anything after that?"

"I don't know, because I was busy at home, and she came out to open the shop. I heard my dad say that she brought out a big iron pot when she opened the shop, asked a waiter to help her carry it out, and took a

The shelf was propped up and firewood started to be piled on the street. My dad asked her why she didn't say anything and was just busy by herself. My dad thought she was going to blow up something big and make a sign or something, so he didn't care anymore."

Qiu Wuhen asked: "Where did this big iron pot come from?"

"This belongs to our family. When we faced famine relief, we had to cook rice porridge to help the victims. We used this large iron pot and shelf to prop it up at the door, cooked a large pot of porridge, and distributed it to the victims. This is

It was left behind by our ancestors. But now our family's business is no longer what it used to be, and we don't have that much money to give to the victims, so this big iron pot has been sitting in the warehouse untouched. Unexpectedly, she actually moved it out today.

."

Qiu Wuhen looked at the old man again and said, "Were you always outside at that time?"

"Yes, my son was taking care of his grandson inside, and my daughter-in-law came to open the door. Because she is good at frying pancakes, she was the one frying them all. My son was taking care of the child instead, and the family even hired two helpers to help him.

Help. I asked her why she needed such a big frying pan? She ignored her and was just busy."

"Does your daughter-in-law have any facial expressions or anything like that?"

Her father-in-law shook his head and said: "No, she set up the pot, then boiled a large pot of oil, then took a stool and stepped on the pot, and jumped into the oil pot without any trace.

She hesitated and didn’t think about her children or this family. Why did she die? Why did she die in this way? I don’t understand it now, and she never complained.”

Qiu Wuhen thought for a while and said, "By the way, have you ever come into contact with that kind of white flower?"

The two of them glanced at each other and both looked at Qiu Wuhen: "What white flowers?"

Qiu Wuhen said: "The kind sold on the street only appeared in the past two days. It is white and has a very strong fragrance."

Her father-in-law and husband both shook their heads and said: "No, we did see someone carrying that thing on the street selling it, but we are businessmen, how can we have time to take care of those flowers and plants? So we never called them in to take a look.

I have never bought one before.”

"What about the deceased? Has she been in contact with him before? It's important to recall it."

The two looked at each other again and shook their heads firmly: "No, she has been busy. She has not been out alone in the past two days, so it is impossible for her to come into contact with this flower."

The reason why Qiu Wuhen asked this question was because the two people who died on the edge of the cliff earlier were flower farmers who sold flowers. Is there something wrong with the flowers that suddenly appeared? If so, then what happened to this matter?

It has something to do with that flower.

Qiu Wuhen didn't bother to identify the flower now. He first conducted an investigation and understanding before taking the next step. Unexpectedly, the family members of the deceased in this strange suicide case were very sure, saying that the deceased had never been in contact with him.

That mysterious flower.

Would someone commit suicide just by smelling the fragrance of the flower or seeing the shape of the flower? This statement is obviously inappropriate. There are many people who come into contact with flowers, but so far I have only heard of these few people committing suicide, and there are no more.
Chapter completed!