Siheyuan: Don’t leave all the birds, watch me quack and kill

Police station.

Police officer Zhao Xian'an immediately recognized Zhang Cuihua, a frequent visitor to his police station, and the prison guard with a livid face following her.

"Hello, Comrade Zhang Cuihua, do you have anything to say?"

Zhao Xian'an said with a half smile.

"It's like this. My son was killed when I was in a labor camp. They cremated my son's body directly. I want you to help me solve this case and give my son the truth. You can't let him be like this die."

Zhang Cuihua hugged Zhao Xianan's thigh and cried loudly.

"Here, Aunt Zhang, I know about your case, can you let go of my leg first? Let's talk slowly."

Zhao Xian'an's goosebumps rose from embarrassment.

"Then, comrade policeman, you must help me find out the truth."

Zhang Cuihua stuck out her tongue before letting the police go.

Then Zhang Cuihua told the police Zhao Xianan about her son's cremation, and suspected that her son had been killed. Zhao Xianan was speechless after hearing that. It's not like he didn't know that Jia Dongxu was in poor health and wouldn't live long. Wouldn't it be nice for neighbors to help each other? Is it something to be grateful for?Why doesn't Zhang Cuihua know about this person?

But based on his professionalism, Zhao Xianan still recorded the case carefully, but because it was getting late, he had to be on duty, and this was not a big deal. After talking and negotiating with Zhang Cuihua, Zhao Xianan agreed to investigate the case tomorrow.

Although Zhang Cuihua was dissatisfied, she could only accept the result. Accompanied by prison guards, she went home unhappy.

……

Tonight, Jia's.

Under Jia Zhang's strong request and persecution, Qin Huairu could only tearfully agree to prove that she did not agree to Sha Zhu's funeral for Jia Dongxu. As for the 380 yuan, she would never tell Zhang Cuihua about it.

After all, that was the lifeline of her and her three children.

Zhang Cuihua don't want to get involved.

After receiving Qin Huairu's guarantee, Zhang Cuihua fell asleep happily.The big bed in my home is much more comfortable than in the prison, and I think that after this matter is over, my plan can be carried out, and then I don't have to...

Twelve midnight.

Just as Jia Zhang was snoring like thunder, in a daze, she suddenly found a person in front of her.

"Mom~"

A blood man stood alone in front of him, crying and calling his name.

"You, you are... Dongxu?"

Jia Zhang panicked.

Jia Dongxu, isn't he dead?

So is it a ghost standing in front of me now?
"Mom, it's me. Mom, I died so badly~"

Jia Dongxu cried and said to Jia Zhang.

"Here, Dongxu, you, how did you die?"

Jia Zhang's six gods said helplessly.

"Mom, I... Jia Dongxu beat me to death. Taking advantage of Qin Huairu's absence, he bullied me many times, forced me to eat shit, drink urine, beat me, and finally beat me to death, and gave Qin Huairu a fortune." The most hateful thing is that Shazhu cremated me, and he didn't put my ashes in the cemetery, but put them in a jar at their house, and even gave the ashes to everyone in the yard to eat gone."

Jia Dongxu said bitterly.

"This, this... silly Zhu, how dare he?"

Jia Zhang was completely angry.

At first, she also felt that there was nothing wrong with this matter, and she just wanted to make it big so that she could escape in the end, but she didn't expect that her son was really killed by Sha Zhu, and even ended up in an unburyable end .

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

Jia Zhang waved his hand angrily, but he couldn't touch anything.

After saying these words, Jia Dongxu slowly disappeared in front of Jia Zhang, like a fog.

Like it never was.

Seeing Jia Dongxu's disappearing figure, Jia Zhang could only lower his head feebly, hanging his head, not knowing what to think.

It took a long time for Jia Zhang to let out a giggle.

In the dark courtyard, it looked particularly terrifying.

……

the next day.

Zhao Xian'an came to the courtyard early in the morning, wanting to have a thorough understanding of this matter.

After all, in his opinion, it was just that Zhang Cuihua couldn't think about it for a while, and if he came by himself, he only needed to do a little mediation.

But what he didn't expect was that when he came to the courtyard, he saw Zhang Cuihua in white clothes, holding Jia Dongxu's portrait standing in front of him coldly.

"Aunt Zhang, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Xianan asked suspiciously.

"Officer Zhao, there is something I hope you can investigate with me. My son gave me a dream last night, saying that his ashes are not in the cemetery now, but in the jar of Sha Zhu's house. Zhu, the murderer, pays for his life with his life."

Zhang Cuihua gritted her teeth and said.

"You... okay, I'll walk with you."

Although Zhao Xian'an felt that this was fabricated out of nothing, that it was Jia Zhang's slander against Shazhu, but since the reporter requested it, he had to go there to clarify the matter.

……

Stupid home.

Silly Zhu was eating a simple breakfast.

The aroma of grain ash and white flour steamed buns made Sha Zhu think that this should be the best breakfast in the world.

Just suddenly, someone knocked on the door of his house, Sha Zhu stood up, and opened the door impatiently, only to find Zhang Cuihua and a policeman standing opposite him.

This made Shazhu a little flustered, but he still pretended not to know anything, and asked the policeman:
"Comrade policeman, did you come with Zhang Cuihua for something?"

"Well, hello comrade, Comrade Zhang Cuihua means that he suspects that your son's ashes were not placed in the cemetery by you, but you put them in a jar at your house. So he asked me to come and accompany him to do it Some investigations, I hope you can cooperate with my investigation, comrade."

Zhao Xian'an looked at Shazhu and said helplessly.

"Okay then, comrade police come in with me."

Silly Zhu pretended nothing happened.

In fact, I was worried to death.

How did Zhang Cuihua know that she did not put Jia Dongxu's ashes in the cemetery, but brought them home?She even knew that she put Jia Dongxu in the jar.

If the police really find out, it's over.

However, Sha Zhu let the police come in to investigate with a fluke, and he followed him, hoping to disturb his behavior.

However, Silly Zhu did not expect that Zhang Cuihua would go straight to the brown jar next to the bed, pointing to the jar and saying to the police:
"Comrade police, please open this jar, I suspect my son's ashes are in it."

This made Shazhu almost scream out.

Damn it, how did Zhang Cuihua know?
"Okay, Comrade Zhang Cuihua, then I'll open this jar and see for yourself if it's true."

Zhao Xian'an suddenly felt that something was wrong, and stepped forward to open the jar.