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Chapter 106

Although Zhao Chengping knew that Luo Sifang, who had never seen blood before, was scared to death by the bloody scene just now, but at this moment Feng Dayong had to go back and change clothes quickly, otherwise it would not be a joke to get pneumonia directly after catching a cold.

It's just that no amount of persuasion will work. She covered her eyes with her hands and was just crying.

Zhao Chengping gave up the idea of ​​persuasion and had no choice but to pick up the oar and try to paddle back.

Fortunately, he was lucky. Although he rowed very slowly, he didn't spin in circles anyway.

At this moment, the figure of a woman kneeling on the ground holding a gun suddenly flashed across his mind. The big red scarf around her neck made her even more heroic.

"Qiao Yu..." There was such a sound from his lips.

It would be great if the person beside me at this moment was Qiao Yu.

After being separated from Qiao Yu for so long, Zhao Chengping was so busy that Zhao Chengping almost thought that he could not care about Qiao Yu at all.

However, at this moment, he couldn't help but think of Qiao Yu.

Luo Sifang, who was extremely frightened, was trembling slightly. Zhao Chengping didn't know what to say. Whether it was Su Jin or Qiao Yu back then, no matter how scared they were when something happened, they would cheer themselves up and take care of themselves. Everything is taken care of.

There has never been a woman around him who needs his soft voice to comfort, so he is not good at it, and there is no hot water for her to drink at the moment.

So, he chose to keep silent and only rowed vigorously, but Feng Dayong comforted him from the side: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."

From a distance, Luo Xinyuan watched her cousin leaning on Feng Dayong and sobbing slightly. Zhao Chengping rowed hard with a serious face. He didn't know what happened. When the boat pulled over, he saw clearly what was on the boat and almost jumped up.

Seeing Luo Xinyuan's reaction, Zheng Shuhua wanted to come over curiously, but Luo Xinyuan grabbed his wrist: "Don't go there, don't go there, they brought up the broken corpses. Ugh..."

Feng Dayong helped Luo Sifang get off the boat and handed it to Luo Xinyuan to take care of him. Zhao Chengping also got off the boat at this time and said to Feng Dayong: "I'm here to watch, you send these two ladies back, so many corpses, you have to take care of them." Get a car to transport it."

Looking at Luo Sifang who couldn't stop crying, Feng Dayong obviously felt that it was not a good idea to keep her here, and Luo Xinyuan was obviously not suitable for this job either.

The Luo brothers and sisters were walking in front. When Feng Dayong wanted to greet Zheng Shuhua, he found that she was already squatting in front of the boat, looking at the corpses carefully, and recording something from time to time.

It seemed that she didn't need anyone else to take care of her. Feng Dayong pointed at her. Zhao Chengping turned around and looked at this scene quite unexpectedly. He waved his hand and signaled Feng Dayong to take the Luo brothers and sisters back to the town first.

Only Zhao Chengping and Zheng Shuhua were left by the lake, and he squatted beside Zheng Shuhua: "Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? He is a victim, not a living murderer." Zheng Shuhua's legs were a little numb, he stood up, and looked at Zhao Chengping: "Even if there are ghosts and gods in the world, and there is retribution from the underworld, he should still go to find the murderer. Instead of looking for us, right?"

Looking at her face, Zhao Chengping suddenly realized that she looked very similar to Qiao Yu, except that she wore two braids, which made her look more childish, and even her temperament was very similar. As cold as frost and snow.

The corpses on the boat could not be moved, and had to be transported back to the security brigade, it was best to invite a forensic doctor from the provincial capital to examine them. Zheng Shuhua suggested to take a look at the surrounding environment, maybe they could find something.

The two walked along the shore of the lake one after the other, but found nothing except for the few footprints left by the place where the boat had been parked just now.

"It seems that the person who threw the corpse got the person into the boat, and because he couldn't row a boat, he had to throw the corpse near the shore of the lake, and then rowed back." Zheng Shuhua said.

Zhao Chengping always felt that something was wrong. He imagined that if he carried such a heavy thing, walked here from the town, put it on the boat, rowed to the shore, and then...

"No!" he said loudly.

Startled by his sudden voice, Zheng Shuhua looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"The number of people is wrong!" Zhao Chengping explained to Zheng Shuhua that the kiln worker must weigh at least 150 kilograms. If the body was chopped like that, it would definitely not be carried on his back, so a large bag would be needed to pack the body parts.

There was no blood along the way, which means that the body throwers packed the body parts in impermeable bags or transported them in cars, but the grass along this road has no traces of being run over by wheels, and there are cars in the town There are not many families here, not even a wheelbarrow.

It is very difficult to carry or drag the body all the way from the first place where the body was dumped to the lake by one person. Moreover, it was said just now that there may be more than one perpetrator. If two people move it separately, it is still very likely to be.

But why is there only one person's footprint on the grass?
Zhao Chengping frowned, and searched for a long time on the shore of the lake, lying on the ground almost inch by inch. Zheng Shuhua also helped to check whether there was anything suspicious on the shore of the lake.

"Zhao Chengping, come and take a look." Zheng Shuhua pointed to a depression, the soil in the depression was still relatively moist, and the color was different from other places.

It looks like there should have been a stone here and someone picked it up.

Judging from the size of the pothole, the stone should not be small.

Zhao Chengping made some gestures, but he couldn't hold it with one hand. If he hit someone on the head, it would be very painful.

"If such a big stone hit a person's head, he would be dead." Zheng Shuhua suddenly said.

The two people had the same idea. Zhao Chengping's heart moved. Looking at her, Zheng Shuhua found that he was looking at her face and wiped his cheeks with his hands: "What? Is it stained with dirt?"

"It's okay, I just think you're so smart." Zhao Chengping stood up straight and praised sincerely.

This time, Zheng Shuhua didn't look self-satisfied. Instead, he pursed his lips and lowered his head to smile, as if... a little shy?
shy?

It seemed a bit strange to put this word on her, Zhao Chengping felt that he must be too tired and dazzled.

The two of them walked out of the reed swamp and happened to see Feng Dayong running towards him pushing a cart: "Hey, it's just this one. I finally borrowed it. I didn't even dare to tell Lao Huang why I borrowed it. Tell me." He said this is for moving firewood, and we will get something to lay on it later, but don’t make it bloody for other people’s cars.”

Zhao Chengping agreed, and Feng Dayong took out two pairs of gloves from his waist, handed one to Zhao Chengping, and put on the other himself: "Master Luo gave it to us just now, saying that we will definitely need it."

"Where's mine?" Zheng Shuhua asked.

Feng Dayong couldn't help being taken aback.

(End of this chapter)