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It was just a small piece, like a splash of water thrown from a high place, but the color gave Officer Zheng an unpleasant sense of familiarity.

She turned around and glanced around from a lower angle, and found that there were several such marks on the table legs not far away.

The light swept across the fine dust raised in the wooden house little by little. Zheng Jing's eyes were fixed on one side, and he strode over to pick up a few wooden boards that seemed to have been discarded for many years. There was a blood-stained machete hidden under the wooden boards.

"Officer Zheng, this, this is?!" Seeing that Zheng Jing had not come out for a long time, one person walked in to check the situation, and happened to see the machete that Zheng Jing had found, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak fluently.

Zheng Jing just said calmly: "It seems that the traces are not too old, and it should not be more than three months old." She made an estimate based on her own experience, put the searchlight aside, took out a few photos with her mobile phone, and then re-applied Put the wooden planks back as they were, pick up the searchlight and lead the people out of the wooden house, "Send someone down the mountain to report the situation immediately. There are new discoveries here, which may be related to the murder case."

Hearing what Zheng Jing said, a strong young man immediately offered to go by himself. After thinking about it, Zheng Jing found another person to go with him, and the two hurried down the mountain with flashlights.

This room must be guarded. Although there are traces in the wooden house, no one has been here for a while, but Zheng Jing also has worries in her heart and plans to stay and guard by herself, but the child is also anxious.

Just when Zheng Jing was worrying, a phone call came. This was good news. They found the lost child, who was fine except for some scratches.

Hearing this news, a group of people here also breathed a sigh of relief. Zheng Jing briefly explained the situation to everyone, saying that they would stay and guard the wooden house, and everyone expressed that they would stay with Officer Zheng.

However, Zheng Jing still persuaded most of the ordinary townspeople to go home and rest, leaving only the two policemen in this town.

After a while, the staff gradually dispersed. Zheng Jing asked the two not to enter the house again, while checking the surrounding situation with a searchlight.

As the mountain wind blew, the big locust tree made a rustling sound, and some small ectoplasm fragments invisible to ordinary people floated in the air silently, dancing up and down around the big locust tree.

The little girl was sitting on the branch of the big locust tree, leaning against the branches of the big locust tree, even sticking her face on it, her eyes followed Zheng Jing all the time.

She pouted with some reluctance: "Can I not..." Xia Qing was not there, no one could hear her voice, only the big locust tree gave another rustle in response.

The surrounding spiritual debris gradually became thicker.

"Hey Officer Zheng, the air in the mountains is really good." Probably because waiting here was too boring, a police officer took a deep breath and found a reason to talk.

Another person immediately patted him on the shoulder and complained: "Didn't it mean that in the middle of the night in the mountains, there seems to be... the most carbon dioxide? Now it's all saying that the air in the mountains is not good at this time!"

"Of course I know that." He glared angrily at his partner, who was only messing up and not helping, "but I just feel like I'm full of energy when I take a breath."

"Hey, don't say it, I feel a little bit like this." The man also took a deep breath, and agreed with a face.

It's a pity that Zheng Jing completely ignored them, and she didn't give her attention to the two poor film policemen at all.

She looked carefully and stopped under the big locust tree.

The searchlight in his hand was fixed on the ground, and there seemed to be an extremely imperceptible whiteness in the yellow soil there. There was only a small spot, but the light in Zheng Jing's hand seemed to reflect a little white light, which aroused Zheng Jing's attention. attention.

"I hate this bad-smelling policeman!" On the top of the tree, the little girl pouted and stood up lightly on the branch, embracing the trunk of the big locust tree with both hands, turning her head and refusing to look at the progress under the tree.

However, the little girl knew very well what would happen next.

Zheng Jing noticed the white spot, so she knelt down and carefully pushed aside the surrounding soil, turning the white spot into a small white spot.

Then, Zheng Jing found a moderately sized sharp stone from the surrounding area, dug around the white object for a while, and that small section turned into a --- yes, a bone, a human bone.

As the sun rose, the criminal police team in charge of this area sent a group of personnel to conduct a thorough evidence collection and excavation of the wooden house and the bones under the locust tree that Zheng Jing found.

The final result shocked everyone who knew about it. The bones of at least six children were actually buried under the big locust tree, and one of them still had a few traces of flesh and blood attached to it, and it was not completely boned.There are many cracks on these bones, and it seems that they have been tortured to a considerable extent before death.

According to preliminary investigations, the wooden house next to it was the first crime scene. The child was probably taken to the wooden house and tortured until he died before being buried under the big locust tree on the spot.

The place where the corpse was buried was a bit deep, and the heavy rain did not usually bring out the corpse, but perhaps because of the heavy rain a while ago, a bone slowly moved to the surface, and was finally discovered by Zheng Jing.

After meeting with the criminal police team and cooperating to record the statement, the criminal policeman Zheng Jing, who was on vacation, was very indignant about the tragedy, but finally returned to the aunt's house in the town as an ordinary person. Continue to participate in the investigation of the case - this is not something she can participate if she wants to.

When Zheng Jing finally returned to the town after working hard all day and night, what she saw was Xia Qing standing on the balcony with her back leaning against the railing, with her head raised slightly, not knowing what she was doing.

"That bad-smelling policeman appeared again." On the balcony, the little girl floated in the air, wrinkled her nose towards Xia Qing's back, and said with disgust.

Xia Qing turned her head, met Zheng Jing's eyes, and greeted with a smile.

Zheng Jing naturally smiled politely in return, bid farewell to Xia Qing and left without stopping.

And the little girl sat on the railing, her legs dangling outside the railing: "I don't understand why the big locust tree let her find those bones."

The bones that belonged to her were of course among those found.

"The pagoda tree has spirits, maybe it's for you." Xia Qing looked up at the forest in front, thinking of the old big pagoda tree that she had only seen once, and said casually.

The little girl fell silent, and pouted after a while: "The bones have been dug out, and I don't know where they will go in the future." She was buried under the big locust tree from lost to dead, and when she woke up, she Became a ghost.She didn't understand why the other children who were killed were not like her, but in the past few years, the only ghost in her life was the big locust tree.

"Don't you know what the person who killed you looked like?" Xia Qing turned her face to the side and looked at the little girl with some puzzlement.Seeing that the little girl was pleasing to the eye, she was naturally willing to ask a few more questions.

The little girl shook her head: "I don't know, he was wearing a mask." She didn't want to recall that memory, "Actually, at least the children after my death were already dead when he brought them to the wooden house It's gone." The cruel murderer with the mask didn't stay in the wooden house for long at all.

Xia Qing nodded. This information is not enough to find any clues. Instead, it will expose Xia Qing to the judiciary, so of course Xia Qing will not send her to the police by herself: "Your investigation is in the wrong direction."

She just turned her head to look at the little girl who was a little dazed, and asked with a half-smile: "Do you want to go home with me? I can make a memorial tablet for you. Even if your bones are cremated, there will be nowhere to go."

The little girl glanced at Xia Qing in surprise, and thought about it for a while: "Then can I go out and look around?"

"As long as you don't bring trouble home." Xia Qing said with a smile.

The little girl thought about it, and finally nodded: "Okay!"

Xia Qing looked at the little girl with satisfaction: "Then, from now on, your name will be Xia Xuan."

Chapter 43 The Bridge of Flesh ([-])

On the second day, Xia Qing got up a little late because of the exhaustion from climbing the mountain the day before.