Inscription of Different Cases

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already high.As soon as Han Lang opened his eyes, he felt something warm on his head, which rose and fell with his breath.He subconsciously pushed a few times, but found that he couldn't push at all, so he raised his upper body and saw that his whole head was pressed against He Yijiu's chest, his hands were on the opponent's waist, and his legs were also entangled with the opponent.He Yijiu didn't refuse, instead, he became more and more entangled with him.This sleep was so deep that he didn't even have time to have a dream. Who knew that he would see such an unsightly scene when he woke up.

He looked embarrassed, and as soon as he sat up, the other party folded his arms and pulled him back.Han Lang was helpless, thinking that the sleeping positions of the two of them were not good, and it was a miracle that they didn't fight.He pushed He Yijiu again, and the other party murmured a few words unconsciously, stuffed his arm into his bosom, changed his position and continued to sleep.Han Lang was at a loss, finally freed his arm, and got off the bed lightly.

He Yijiu woke up just before going out, scratching the back of his head embarrassingly, saying that he would prepare breakfast for Han Lang and send it to the county government.Han Lang originally wanted to say no, but He Yijiu's attitude was tough. If Han Lang dared to go outside for a casual meal behind his back, he would dare to beat Han Lang up.

Obviously it's just a matter of eating, Han Lang thought to himself.Why did he make such a fuss that he secretly accepted a concubine regardless of the wishes of the main house.

It was like this every day after that, since he came back from the capital, He Yijiu's attitude towards him seemed to be too good.Although it was fine in the past, he didn't think there was anything wrong with casually caring about it, but every day he changed his way to make delicious food, chased after him to ask for his health, and Han Langyi was so used to stretching out his hands to eat and open his mouth, his life was worse than the emperor's life Be comfortable.

...that's not quite right.

Some people are born to be unable to hold others to treat them well, and they indulge faster than anyone else. It happened that Han Lang was stuffed with a lot of official duties after his vacation, and he was exhausted every day when he came home, so someone cared about him so meticulously, and he quickly He disarmed and surrendered.

During this period of time, there were a lot of trivial cases. It was not difficult to deal with someone's house being stolen, someone's master and wife getting into a fight, and someone's family being robbed while out on a green trip.Once he got into trouble in some cases, he would definitely get a lot of help if he went back and said a few words to He Yijiu.He Yijiu's subordinates have also been unlucky recently. Those who always commit crimes have been put under control, and the others have also been warned that Mr. Han should not make too much noise when he is on duty, otherwise he will be caught and no one will come to rescue him.As a result, a strange phenomenon appeared in the town. As long as Han Lang was patrolling, the law and order would be surprisingly good.If Han Lang temporarily leaves for other business, all kinds of things will happen.

Han Lang sometimes felt a little awkward, so he went back to talk to He Yijiuyi, and the other party smiled and said, "Come on, I'm also happy that the people below don't do things like stealth, murder, and arson. Such crap things don't make money in the first place, and I Teach them how to play well, and they have to thank me."

"What is great?"

He Yijiu laughed and said, "Industry secrets."

Han Lang thought to himself that it was nothing more than extortion and bluffing, which was a little bit better than theft and murder. At least most people would have their teeth smashed and bloody, and would not report to the government.But if they were really bumped into by themselves, they would not be spared lightly.However, these businesses already had their own hidden business methods, and he wanted to run into them, but it wasn't that easy to run into them.

So he, the official, and He Yijiu's gangsters inexplicably presented a seemingly peaceful state.

Anping County is a large county, which is located at the foot of the capital. People who come and go to and from Beijing usually pass through here, and the flow of residents is not small.He Yijiu's subordinates settled down, but someone else was always causing trouble. One day, Han Lang caught three hooligans who were robbing houses, and one of them was good at work, which caused him to be slightly injured.

He thought it was nothing at first, but when he went back, He Yijiu told him why he didn't call for help.Han Lang was helpless, saying that he was used to being alone, and He Yijiu slapped his forehead violently as soon as he finished speaking: "Aren't you afraid that I will send a group of people to follow behind your ass every day as guards?"

Han Lang was also a little depressed: "You and I are not related, why do you have to take care of me like this?"

He Yijiu used to use excuses such as "rental money" to prevaricate, but today he showed a wicked smile and pinched Han Lang's earlobe: "Don't you understand what I want to do?"

Han Lang was dazzled by this smile, his heart shook violently, and he didn't speak for a long time.He felt that he understood, he understood it very well from the very beginning, and there was a voice that clamored for him to stay away from this person, the sooner the better, otherwise it would be too late to leave on the day when the water was overwhelmed.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say that I don't want to owe you any more favors, you don't have to, but he didn't say it.He Yijiu pulled him over again and carefully applied the medicine to him.After a while, the decoction was healed, and the other party coaxed and threatened him to pour it all into his mouth again.This medicine is for stomach problems. He has been drinking it since he came back from Baochangba. After drinking it, his internal organs are warm, as if soaked in warm water.

He recalled carefully, and found that he really hadn't had a stomachache for a long time, and he didn't have that inexplicable temper tantrum anymore.Thinking of this, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if there was a fire in his heart, but he had nowhere to vent it.

"Does it still hurt?"

Han Lang's thoughts drifted far away, He Yijiu asked twice before he realized, and said vaguely: "I didn't feel anything at all."

He Yijiu smiled: "That's because I'm good at bandaging."

"Got it," Han Lang glanced at him, "I'm not ashamed to brag about myself every day."

He Yijiu laughed out loud, and Han Lang curled his lips. After such an interruption, his mood seemed to relax, and his anxious thoughts quietly retreated behind the scenes.

A few more days later, the two of them are still getting along with each other seemingly peacefully but subtly.Seeing that it is May, the temperature is getting warmer, the sun is shining brighter, and the low cry of partridges can be heard from time to time in the countryside.Spring has just come to the middle, it is a comfortable time, the forest is full of colorful flowers everywhere, and the city is also full of greenery, many people have picked wild flowers to sell in the market, and the most luxurious restaurant in the town is also displaying The so-called spring flower banquet was held to entertain those arty merchants.

There are a few more honey stalls on the street, and there are also many more sugar cakes and steamed cakes.Han Lang is not interested in these, but Lin Xiaosheng's business may be affected.Speaking of which, he hadn't seen each other for a while, he left early and returned late, but he didn't set up a stall outside, as if he had other things to do.

After all, it's someone else's business, so Han Lang can't care too much about it.He Yijiu also specially warned him not to get too close to Lin Xiaosheng, when he asked why, the other party said: "The evil spirit is heavy."

Han Lang didn't understand, where did a salesman get such evil spirit?It's a pity that He Yijiu didn't tell him the details, and turned around to do other things.

I thought that the whole April would be spent in such a hurry, but I didn't expect that on the day of the end of the month, there would be a case.

The deceased, surnamed Zhong and full name Zhong Dean, was a beekeeper.There are not many beekeepers in this area, because there is a Lin family who has been running a honey paste workshop in Anping for many years.Zhong De'an is one of those people who insist on beekeeping. His business is very bad. Many people say that he sets up a stall in the market every day, but the full basket of honey has never been sold.

When Han Lang was called by the arrester, Zhong De'an's body had already been moved aside, because the death was so tragic that no one around him wanted to take a second look.His body was covered in lumps from bee stings, and he couldn't even see a human figure. Thousands of bee corpses covered his whole body like clothes, and these corpses stretched all the way to the mud pit next to him.Many people couldn't bear the horrible scene and vomited on the spot.

The person who reported the case said that when he found Zhong Dean, his limbs were still twitching.But when he found someone else, Zhong De'an was already out of breath. "The ground is full of bees, big and small, so dense that there is no place to step down," he said while rolling up his sleeves to show Han Lang, "These beasts are really crazy, they sting anyone they see. Even I got hit a few times."

The scene was messy, but it was clear what had happened.A two-wheeled truck overturned on one side, and the beehives on it fell to the ground.It rained heavily before, and this section of the road was quite slippery and muddy. Generally, pedestrians would choose to go after the rain stopped, but Zhong Dean obviously ignored this point because he was busy on the road.The ruts and footprints on the ground showed that Zhong De'an tripped over a mud pit when he was pulling the truck here alone, and overturned himself and the car to the ground.The beehive on the car fell out of the crack, and thousands of bees should have escaped at this time, and they started to attack people because they were frightened.

So, it should be an accident.

Zhong De'an's daughter-in-law came, holding the corpse and crying into tears.Seeing this, Han Lang couldn't bear it, but he still had to ask what should be asked, but Zhong De'an's daughter-in-law was crying and unable to speak a complete sentence, and after a while she rolled her eyes and passed out.It was a mess again, people were busy carrying Zhong De'an's wife to the house to rest, and clamoring to move the corpse.After a while Wu Zuo arrived, checked for half an hour, and said to Han Lang with certainty: "It was bee venom that killed him."

At first, Han Lang suspected that it was some other trauma or something. Can a little bee really sting someone to death?But Wu Zuo said very positively: "One or two bees can't sting a person, and even a dozen bees can't sting a person, but it's not a trivial matter when hundreds of bees are together. The deceased was probably unlucky and fell down." I twisted my foot, so I didn't even run away."

After all, he asked Han Lang to take a look. The deceased's foot was really sprained. Other than that, there was no obvious trauma, except for large and small red marks.Han Lang still felt that the case was a bit strange: "He was born in beekeeping and dealt with bees every day. How could he not even have the ability to protect himself?"

"Bees are not like chickens and dogs. After a long time, they can develop a master-servant relationship," Wu replied. "If you are not at ease, why don't you go to the deceased's house and ask?"

Han Lang had this intention, and immediately agreed with him.

After finishing the work here, he inquired about Zhong De'an's residence non-stop, and then rushed over quickly.Zhong De'an lives in a small village outside the county, and there is still more than a mile to go to where the crime happened.The village chief also rushed over after hearing the news. Hearing that Han Lang was going to go there, he hurriedly led the way for the official.

"Oh, Lao Zhong is an honest man," the village chief dragged Han Lang along the way and chattered, "Their family has been beekeeping for three generations, and it was well-developed before. Later, when the family surnamed Lin came, It can’t be done. The bee surnamed Lin is good, the honey they make is very fragrant, and they brought dozens of beehives as soon as they came, and picked all the rapeseed and apricot flowers in the vicinity.”

"Is the surname Lin the Lin family who opened the honey syrup workshop?" Han Lang felt as if he had heard this name before.

"Yes, yes," the village chief sighed, "I don't know where they came from. They thought the flowers in the suburbs of Anping were good, so they stayed here. Old Zhong said that their bees are big and can fight. , It’s like a group of domineering bandits, driving away all his bees—by the way, I remembered one thing, Lao Zhong seems to want to join hands with the Lin family to do business recently, the thousands of bees that stung him are not His family's was filled with bee colonies by the Lin family."

"What?" Han Lang was surprised, "Why did you say such an important clue now?"

The village chief heard the reproach in his words, and hurriedly said: "I'm so confused, I just remembered it now. Old Zhong told me this when I was drinking with me the night before yesterday, but I didn't believe it. He and the Lin family He has not dealt with it all the time, he thinks that there is stealing business, and the other side thinks that he is in the way. How did they get mixed up?"

"How can you be sure that this bee does not belong to Zhong De'an's own family?"

"Oh, I don't know what to say about this," the village head coughed dryly, "This man, he can raise feelings for anything he raises. Old Zhong protects his bees as if they were children. The bees have been with him for countless generations, and they have recognized him as their master. They will not sting the old clock, they can smell it. They know all the nectar from far away, how could they not smell it? What about the old clock?"

This is exactly the opposite of what Wu Zuo said. Han Lang didn't know how to keep bees, so he only heard what he said was absurd, but he was dubious.He asked the village chief if he knew a lot about beekeeping. The village chief waved his hand and said that he had only heard a few words from Lao Zhong.

"After Lao Zhong came out last night, his bees made a fuss all night, do you think they had a premonition?"

Han Lang couldn't help but said, "Is there really such a thing?"

"Master Guan, don't think that I'm lying to you. Lao Zhong has been friends with me for more than ten years, and I'm very sad when he dies." The village chief sighed again, "Oh, this matter, It's really hard to say. He must have gone to the Lin family yesterday, he told me that himself, as for whether the bee belongs to the Lin family, you can just ask the official."

As the village chief spoke, he began to sigh again, his brows were furrowed, and he wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand from time to time.Even though Han Lang didn't ask him again, he started talking to himself as if drunk.Han Lang heard him complaining about Zhong Dean, saying why he braved the heavy rain to get some beehives, and said that the Lin family was uneasy and kind, and their bees must hate Lao Zhong to death, otherwise why would they be thrown away? Come out, do you have to kill people?

"Lao Zhong's daughter is also a white-eyed wolf. She married someone early and never came back. He has no son in his family, and the couple's life is not easy. Why did this happen again!"

Han Lang was also a little sad, so he didn't interrupt and listened quietly.After walking for about half an hour, the mountain road widened, and layers of gray tiles could be vaguely seen in the distance.The village chief wiped away his tears sobbing, turned around and said to Han Lang, "Master Guan, we're at the place."