to comfort the sun

Before returning home, Sun Fuzhou smoked for a long time by the pond where Wang Li's body was found.

The day before, Wang Li's body was floating miserably on the water, and everyone avoided it. Today, someone was washing clothes by the pond—people's memories are always very short.

Sun Fuzhou crushed the cigarette butt in his hand on the sole of his shoe.

drip-

There was a message on the phone.

【The ship has entered】

Sun Fuzhou tapped his fingernails on the phone screen regularly for a few seconds, as if thinking about something, and then decisively deleted the message permanently.

bang—bang—bang—

The woman by the pond beats her clothes beside her.

Sun Fuzhou leaned over: "Auntie, everyone died yesterday, why are you still doing laundry here?"

The woman had gray temples and was a bit aged, but her movements were exceptionally quick and decisive.After hearing Sun Fuzhou's words, her movements did not stop at all, and the regular sound of beating drifted away with the ripples circle after circle.

The woman spoke in dialect in a hoarse voice: "Why do outsiders ask so much?"

Sun Fuzhou replied, "Isn't this curiosity?"

The woman put away the washed clothes: "I'm curious about what you're doing, don't ask about it if you don't have anything to do, if you really want to know, ask the police."

Sun Fuzhou stroked his chin a few times, and the gray stubble had already appeared on his head. With the hair and clothes he hadn't taken care of for a long time, he gave him a decadent temperament.

He didn't expect to find anything out of the woman's mouth—ask the police?That would require people to really investigate the case.

If it weren't for the grassroots cadres here to bully others and never do anything, he wouldn't have come here.

The woman suddenly spat at him when she packed up her things and left.To be precise, in the direction behind him.

Sun Fuzhou turned his head and looked over, the little lunatic in the village was tinkering with the clothes that others put on the bank.

"Go away! Go away!" Soon, the owner of the bucket of clothes rushed over and said hurriedly, "You are so dirty! I just washed the clothes!"

The little lunatic ran away with a smirk: "Hey, I didn't touch it!"

The owner of the clothes checked his bucket, and also spat at the little lunatic before leaving.

Sun Fuzhou saw the little lunatic who wanted to run away, and hurriedly chased after him: "Hey, wait!"

The little maniac was thin and small, and his running posture was on the same hands and feet. Sun Fuzhou chased him in two strokes.

The little lunatic waved his hands at him again and again, and flinched again and again, the red rope on his wrist dangling: "I didn't steal from you, I didn't steal from you!"

Sun Fuzhou asked him: "What's your name?"

The little lunatic answered him with a smile: "Hey, idiot, they call me a fool, Wang Er is stupid... heh heh."

"How long have you lived here?"

"Very long time!"

"People died here yesterday." Sun Fuzhou pointed to the green pond, "People died here before, right?"

Er stared blankly at the water surface and the duckweed on it: "...there is a water demon in there, it's all caused by the water demon!"

Sun Fuzhou recalled the information he had inquired before coming to the village. There was indeed such a rumor here. There were similar rumors that there were man-eating beasts on the mountain, thousands of people's pits in the ground, life-threatening water ghosts in the water, and so on. A solid folktale.

In just a second of Sun Fuzhou's mind wandering, Wang Ersha ran away in a flash.

When Wu Changhai took office a few years ago, he vigorously cleared up the old cases in the city. Headed by Changmei County, there have been many endless cases of missing children all year round. This would have been fine 20 years ago, but it doesn't work now.

He had a rough look at the files of those old cases in Wu Changhai's office, and there were no similarities. They were from three to five years old to teenagers, and it was not uncommon for children to be abandoned intentionally or unintentionally in those years.

Sun Fuzhou started to walk back, with his mind full of things so that his brows could not be stretched.

When he was about to get home, he suddenly heard some movement behind the tree not far away.

"...Okay Brother Zhou, all the things will be sent away in a week, and nothing will be left here... This is the last time, you promised me, I can leave after this..."

The children in the distance chased the big goose and ran all over the village, disturbing the people behind the big tree.

Shen Yuan came out and looked into the distance and frowned, the phone in his hand had already been hung up.

Sun Fuzhou approached nonchalantly: "Shen Yuan, what are you doing here?"

Shen Yuan seemed to have many faces—when he was Boss Shen, he was well-dressed and looked like a human being, but when he peeled off his beautiful suit jacket, he would find that he had a dark and gangster spirit inside.

But if he tidied himself up, dressed in plain color, and his black hair covered part of his clear and handsome eyebrows, then he would be the cleanest boy in the world.

—if he doesn't roll up his sleeves.

While rolling up his sleeves, Shen Yuan pulled up the collar of his chest and shook, "It's a bit hot in the room, come out to get some air."

Sun Fuzhou grabbed his wrist, and took off the sleeve two or three times: "You are afraid that others will not know that you are a local hooligan."

Shen Yuan let him reform himself: "Is it enough to look at a person's appearance?"

Sun Fuzhou rolled his eyes: "Actually, not so many people are willing to take the time to understand your unique and self-admiring heart."

Shen Yuan said: "Tomorrow the charitable materials donated by Chaoyang Primary School will arrive. There are also reporters who came to take pictures and interviews with me. I may have to stay outside for a week, so I won't be able to stay at home and run back and forth."

Sun Fuzhou clapped his hands and walked back, as if he didn't care where he lived: "It's up to you."

Shen Yuan followed his pace: "You don't seem to care about me at all?"

Sun Fuzhou raised his smiling face and said in a strange manner: "Brother Shen is rich and powerful, but his fists are still hard, what use is my concern for?"

The back of Shen Yuan's hand supporting the cane had obvious blue veins due to the constant exertion, and staying in the humid mountains for a long time was not conducive to the recovery of his leg injury.

Although as far as his toss is concerned, this leg may not be wanted anymore.

Shen Yuan pretended to be innocent and said: "I obviously have nothing."

Sun Fuzhou has always defined his preferences accurately and vaguely - since he was a child, he knew that he likes good-looking things, and he is a proper beauty, but as he grows older, he also finds that his preferences are becoming more and more oriented. The more vague, at least before that he didn't know what type he liked.

Until Shen Yuan appeared, this man whom he avoided at first, appeared in front of him with a lot of secrets, and then used these secrets to slowly attract him, and finally it became logical.

Looking at it this way, it seems that he approached with a purpose from the beginning.

Sun Fuzhou reached out and patted the fallen leaves on his shoulder.

I really don't know when all this will change beyond recognition.

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Yuan left, followed by several grassroots policemen who arrived late.

Sun Fuzhou made goji berry and chrysanthemum tea and sat by the window. The scene where the investigating police came in and out of Wang Li's house was clearly seen from his point of view.

Qiu Yun walked behind him: "Deputy Sun, Wang Li's autopsy report came out, and no algae, sediment or other substances were found in the mouth, nose, lungs, etc. The body was indeed thrown away after death."

If it weren't for the obvious cause of Wang Li's death, I'm afraid this group of policemen couldn't have been rushed to investigate the case early in the morning.

Sun Fuzhou said: "Since you choose to dump the corpse, it must be to cover up. On the surface, this location is barely suitable, but there is a place that is safer than here. Do you think the person who dumped the corpse was stupid or deliberately threw it here? "

Qiu Yun thought for two seconds: "It's all possible. I think the second possibility is more likely? After all, there have been drownings before. People in the village have no common sense, so they pretended to be drowned and threw them in the pond. I thought I couldn't find it on my own head."

"There are traces of binding on the body. The murderer wanted to sink the body into the water, but the binding was not strong enough, so the body still floated up..." Sun Fuzhou looked out the window and said, "Assuming the murderer is a villager in the village, Most of the villagers in the village are over 50 years old and under 15 years old. In other words, they are old and young. For this pond, it will definitely not work just to prevaricate with the theory of ghosts and gods."

"In other words, the murderer actually threw the body in the pond on purpose, and his real purpose may not be to cover up..."

The policemen outside seemed to have finished investigating Wang Li's house, and turned to Sun Fuzhou and the others.

He stood up: "Shh...let's talk about it later."

The next second, footsteps came from the door.

Qiu Yun ran to open the door, and there were those policemen outside the door.

A group of three people, all wearing police uniforms: "Police, here to investigate."

Qiu Yun stepped aside and said, "Please come in."

Seeing that it was a young man who came to open the door, the three seemed relieved.Compared with those villagers who speak a lot of dialects and have difficulty communicating, the current situation is obviously much better.

Moreover, according to the information they have, this family seems to be a key figure in the case.

"A corpse was found in the village yesterday. We are here to investigate." The three of them entered the house and looked around habitually, "You are not from the village, are you? What are you doing here?"

The policeman who led the team watched the most seriously. I heard that there were three people living in this family, one deaf, one crippled and one woman... There are only two of them now. The man standing upright should be the deaf man.

Qiu Yun explained: "We belong to the poverty alleviation investigation team, and we are considered colleagues."

Sun Fuzhou lifted the teacup and motioned for himself to pour water.

The three of them looked at each other in blank dismay, why didn't they hear that they were still traveling together?

Sun Fuzhou sat across from them, nibbling melon seeds without saying a word.

Feeling their doubts, Qiu Yun said, "He's the team leader, but he's not good at hearing, just ask me."

"Oh..." one of the policemen who seemed to be in the lead said, "I heard from the nearby villagers that someone saw that Wang Li was with you when she was alive."

Qiu Yun nodded: "Yes, she ate at our house, and we sent her back after the meal."

"We found a kitchen knife at Wang Li's house, and asked the nearby residents if they recognized it."

Immediately afterwards, they handed over a photo.

Qiu Yun took the photo, which showed a kitchen knife.

Although it was a bad street brand, Qiu Yun immediately remembered an empty spot on the kitchen knife holder.