At night, like a knight, I threw the rope with the iron hook towards the skeleton tree.
I climbed to the top of the tree "swish".
I took out my flashlight and looked at the three skeletons again and again.
The three skeletons looked at each other like three talking ghosts. I know that if they are not the skulls of those three people, then they were rolled out of three mass graves. Their gathering like this can be regarded as a kind of fate. They stand proudly on the branches almost like magpies. They can also be like magpies. Different sounds are made according to the direction and speed of the wind. Although the sound is strange and ugly, and it is far less beautiful than the sound of a magpie calling to convey human emotions, it is indeed a sound, and this kind of sound cannot be heard in the tomb. dispatched.
At this time, a kind of wind blew, and with a "chirp" sound, a skeleton screamed happily.
"Oh my god." My hair stood on end, I was unsteady and almost fell from the tree.
I suddenly remembered that the strange noises my uncle and I heard when we came under the tree last night were the sounds made by these skeletons.
If it were on the ground, I would turn around and run away.
But this is on a tree, I want to encourage myself, you are a criminal policeman, is this more terrifying than brushing the bones of a dead person, you have to persist. The purpose of brushing the bones so clean was to read the message of death from the bones. Of course, skin and flesh records are more clear, but skin and flesh are like the fakes that are rampant in the market today. After a person dies, everything they record disappears after a few days due to wind, rain, and blisters. But bones are like gold and silver. If you cut a knife on it, it can preserve the mark for you for a thousand years, ten thousand years, even a hundred thousand years, or a million years.
Skeletons are the most delicate part of human bones. Sometimes, Death Night Evil concludes that skeletons can talk, which is why ordinary people are afraid when they see skeletons.
I started a conversation with the skeletons, I touched them and asked them things.
Of course, it is not a simple question and answer, not a question and answer between people, but using the heart, using wandering thoughts, and using a qigong master to enter a state of exertion that makes no distinction between humans and ghosts. I reached out to touch them and talked to them. In the middle of the night, I touched them with affection, like touching a young girl. I could feel the texture of the skeleton, just like touching a piece of smooth jade. There were no cracks or scars. It was definitely No.
I can basically conclude that none of these three heads were hit by blunt objects, not only before death, but also that they had never experienced any injuries in their lives.
I turned on the flashlight again and took a look under the tree. The village was quiet, a few big yellow dogs were sleeping peacefully, and the rice was fragrant. If it hadn't been for the criminal police, I might never have gone to the top of the tree or interacted with him. Skeletons are talking to each other, but they can't see the scenery above, let alone the scenery of the village that can only be seen from here.
There is no one around, and my behavior will not disturb the people or dogs in the village. I seem to have turned into a ghost and entered the underworld, with nothing to do with the world around me. The light of my flashlight is like a will-o'-the-wisp, shining on the dry skeleton tree. Burning, I used this will-o'-the-wisp light to further study several skeletons.
There is another important thing that can be further studied, which is the teeth on the skeleton. Teeth will wear out as a person ages, and will also fall out due to dental disease, which can then be used to judge a person's age. Lin Biao fell to his death on a plane in Wen'erhan. Soviet agents confirmed his identity through dental identification, because Lin Biao had been to Moscow for medical treatment and had his teeth treated by the way. A hospital in Moscow kept records of Lin Biao's teeth. Of course, the few heads I faced would not have such an honor. I could find no record of their dental disease even in the entire world.
When I was losing my teeth in childhood, I kept putting my muddy fingers into my mouth, shaking the loose teeth, like shaking a thousand-year-old skeleton tree, shaking and shaking. Even though the tree has deep roots, it cannot withstand such shaking. As soon as his eyes closed, he pulled out a bloody tooth.
The medical conditions in rural areas are very poor. After middle age and old age, people put their muddy hands into their mouths to pull out teeth like I did in my childhood, until the mouth was completely empty. Use this hollow to eat, talk, and laugh. The laughter that came out of this hollow sounded like the voice of a child or a ghost. It was simple and natural. I could naturally imagine what such a smiling face would look like after it became a skeleton.
The teeth of the three skeletons in front of me have basically fallen off. By observing their gums, I further rule out the conclusion that these three people are the three people who purchased the medicinal materials.
At this time, I had actually fallen into a state of intoxication. Usually a senior criminal police officer would often fall into this state. Facing a skeleton, an arm, and a tooth, they would forget to eat and sleep. Their thoughts were floating in the air, sometimes like It gathers and disperses like mist, sometimes overlaps like waves, and is as dense as a forest.
This was the first time that I, a newly-minted detective, felt like this. I was resting on a big tree like a bird, thinking about ancient life, problems beyond the human world, and those three bodies in the stupid and indulgent way of a bird. Skeletons are so kind to me, and I interpret the messages they send over and over again.
Just when I was addicted, I suddenly heard a scream. "ghost–"
The voice was shrill and hoarse, and I was startled.
It was clearly pointing at the skeleton tree, pointing at me like a ghost, and pointing at the lightning like will-o'-the-wisps.
I hurriedly put out the flashlight.
"Ghost, there is a ghost on the skeleton tree."
No, I can't stay here anymore, but I can't expose myself either, I have to evacuate immediately.
The screams in the middle of the night woke up the whole village, and the lights in every house turned on.
I slid down from the tree with the rope and ran into the rice fields. I ran up the mountain as fast as flying and found someone chasing me. I am not panicking, I am getting closer and closer to the mountain. In the dead of night, running to the mountain alone is like a rabbit disappearing into the grass. It is impossible for anyone to find it again.
Sure enough, I ran into the dense woods on the mountain. I heard many people talking at the bottom of the mountain, and flashlights were shining in the woods.
"Ghost, a nigger, looks exactly like a man."
"And will-o'-the-wisps."
"Oh, what a shame it got away."
The people at the foot of the mountain gradually dispersed, but I didn't dare to go back to the village at this time. I was afraid of being discovered by the villagers like a thief. I was facing a major problem. Three people were missing. If they were killed, this case would cause a sensation in the whole country. county.
And I'm getting to the heart of the matter.
At this time, I followed the burning desire and walked deeper into the forest.
I walked deeper into the forest for a larger purpose. I wanted to find some more skeletons from the graves for study. Although I had made an in-depth analysis of the three skeletons just now, after all, there is no skeleton analysis course in school, and I only encountered a few corpses during my internship. I suddenly felt that the police academy should set up a special course "Skeleton Analysis" "Study", the reason why such a course is not established may be due to the lack of actual skeletons. Nowadays, when it comes to cremation, it is almost impossible to find real skeletons. A few years later, skeletons will gradually disappear from our lives, and children can only appreciate the magic of skeletons from comics and animated movies. The lack of such courses in police academies will greatly reduce the imagination and crime-solving abilities of our criminal police. I think the lack of this course is due to the academics' lack of understanding of society. They don't know that our remote mountain village is full of skeletons. Therefore, we should establish a "Skeleton Analysis" right now, and even allow our mountain village to provide physical skeleton specimens to major police agencies around the world. It is not expensive, one hundred yuan per skeleton, then the whole village can get a convenient The road to wealth, everyone will become a millionaire.
I was imagining things, completely immersed in my fantasy, and no longer knew what I was afraid of. I walked deeper into the forest to avoid being disturbed by the troublesome villagers.
I soon entered a cemetery. It would be an exaggeration to describe everything I saw as being full of skeletons, but I quickly collected a lot of skeletons. I piled them together and looked at them very lovingly. .
They lived peacefully all their lives and died peacefully. When they were alive, they did not know about the professions of criminal police and forensic medicine, let alone the "Skeleton Analysis" that was about to be established. They slipped out of the tomb because they thought it was too damp and dark. Of course, if they knew that they could contribute to solving crimes, eliminating evil, and upholding justice, they would dance happily now. You have never seen skeletons dancing, but at this moment, the skeletons in front of me laughed and danced happily because they gathered together and wanted to be studied by me, a young and glorious detective.
I sat in front of the skeletons, and many mosquitoes were flying around me. Because of the hateful mosquitoes, I felt that I was a living creature in the world. They had no interest in the skeletons and pierced my body with their sharp edges again and again. I think these bugs, their attacks, robberies, and all their actions are as vicious as heinous villains. Although they only suck a little blood, the illegality and badness of their actions are no different from murderers.
Murder is the most brutal of all crimes. It has never stopped since the beginning of mankind. However, humans are doing one thing, which is to make murder less and less, and turn those who devour blood into these mosquitoes. , he was immediately shot to death when he sucked blood.
I was thinking about these questions when I was suddenly startled.
Because I heard people's footsteps.
I really encountered a ghost. In such a quiet night, in such a deep mountain and valley, how could there be the sound of human footsteps? Could it be that the villagers were looking for the ghost? No, people in the village have seen ghosts more than once in the past, but they never took it seriously. They would go to the deep mountains and valleys to look for ghosts after a good night's sleep.
Find someone? Who to look for? Find me? No, I told my mother that I was going to play at a classmate's house in the town, and my mother wouldn't come to see me.
I crawled in the grass, waiting for the footsteps to approach.
The footsteps were indeed getting closer, and I could almost see the shadow of the person clearly. A man was holding a flashlight in his hand and walking forward while shaking. He almost followed the path I walked towards me.
"It's the second uncle."
"Second uncle." I forgot that this was in a graveyard deep in the mountains late at night. I screamed out of excitement. My second uncle collapsed on the ground with a cry of "Oh my God."
I ran over.
"Second uncle, don't be afraid, it's me, Xiao Lin."
"Is it Xiaolin?"
"Yes, it's Xiaolin."
"You're not a ghost?"
"Why am I a ghost? If you touch it, my palms are hot."
"What are you doing here so late?"
"Second uncle, you have to answer me first. It's so late. What are you doing here?"
"I… came… to find… a ghost."
"Second uncle, if you tell me the truth, you must be hiding something from me."
"I really came here to look for ghosts. Your second aunt was scared to death by ghosts. I already have nocturnal syndrome. I will come to this graveyard every night to look for ghosts. I must find the ghost."
"What does that ghost look like?"
"I really drank too much that night, and I couldn't remember anything in a daze, but I really saw a ghost."
"You must have heard something?"
He nodded.
"Such as the sound of human footsteps."
He nodded.
"There are still voices."
He nodded.
"More than one person was talking."
He nodded.
"You kept looking for these ghosts at night, but you never heard that sound again."
He nodded.
"Can you recall, that voice sounded like someone in our village?"
He shook his head.
I know that it was alcohol that made the second uncle completely anesthetized, but his eyes were wide open. If a murder occurred that night, and that case happened in front of the second uncle, then he must have seen, heard, and felt When it comes, then, through memories and on-site reconstruction, some information about the scene will definitely be restored. We can sometimes find traces of history in skulls from a million years ago. The skull, what a magical thing, is now wrapped in flesh and blood with rich expressions, and hangs high on my second uncle's neck. It has eyes, nose, ears, teeth, and a warm brain inside. And my second uncle is now ashamed that he has all these, because all of them lost their function at the most critical moment of his life, but based on my theory of "Skull Analysis", I think that head did not completely lose its function at that moment. , albeit in a state of intoxication, even though it was a head rather than a skeleton.
"Second uncle, sit down and let's reminisce together. Just think of me as a ghost."
"But you are not a ghost, you are my nephew and the detective who solves the case."
"I want you to think of me as a ghost right now."
"That ghost is jumping on you now." I pulled out a knife and pointed it at him fiercely.
"If you dare to tell me, I will kill you." Unconsciously, I turned myself into a left-handed person and imitated Xie Gui's voice.
"Ghost, ghost, I'm afraid." The second uncle was trembling all over.
"Second uncle, I am your nephew and I am Xiao Lin. We are solving a case."
"You are the ghost, you are, you scared my wife to death."
The second uncle was trembling on the ground and could no longer stand up.
"Second uncle, I understand. I already know who you saw."
I firmly believe that Xie Gui killed three medicine collectors and scared his second aunt to death.
Of course, that night was more complicated. First, it is impossible for one person to kill three people. Xie Gui may have helpers; second, where were the three corpses? The three corpses may have been planned to be placed on the skeleton tree first, and then moved to another place after being rotten into bones, but the second aunt bumped into them and moved them elsewhere that night; thirdly, the three skeletons currently on the skeleton tree must have It was Xie Gui who put it there. He must have been secretly staring at me these days, because my mother boasted a thousand times about me becoming a criminal police officer. Each time, Xie Gui would be frightened. He put three skeletons on the skeleton tree. Wanting to paralyze me and make me fall into a trap, that tree has nothing to do with the three people who purchased medicinal materials.
Skeleton? I move on to my fourth bold reasoning. Xie Gui moved the body to the cemetery and buried it in a dilapidated empty grave. It happened that a heavy rain destroyed all traces and physical evidence.
Grave, yes, why did the second uncle run to the cemetery late at night? He must have seen them entering the cemetery. All that entered his subconscious, but he didn't know this. He seemed to be led by a ghost, and coming here was also part of him. Plant awareness. If this is the case, then the problem will be much easier to solve.
News spread in the village that I was back to solve the case. It was determined that three people had disappeared in our village. Those three people were killed and their bodies were moved into empty graves. The case would be solved within three days.
This is the news that I deliberately spread. In addition to my authoritative second uncle, there is also my mother who always wants to get exclusive news. My mother is very proud to go around the Zhang family and the Li family, telling people that her son is about to solve a major case. Homicide case.
However, at this time, my mother seemed to notice the smell of gunpowder that had never been seen in the village before.
"Xiao Lin, could it be a ghost that killed those three people?"
What the mother actually meant was that no one in our village had committed any murder, and her son could not catch the murderer, because we were close neighbors and we lived together and never blushed.
At that time, I was only thinking about solving the case, and I didn’t hear the voice behind my mother’s words.
I said, "Even if you let a ghost kill you, I will still find that ghost and show it to you."
Within half a day, this little secret conversation between mother and son spread throughout the village.
I released such and such news in order to shake things up. I thought that if Xie Gui really killed someone, he would definitely have trouble sleeping. He would make moves and be trapped in the open air.
At night, I swish up to the top of the skeleton tree again, like a bird perched on the top of a high tree. It's like a fire tower here. You can see everything in the village. If someone comes out of the house and goes anywhere, I can see it clearly.
The three skeletons were still looking at me with their eyeless black eyes. Since they had felt excluded from my intense murder mystery, they had lost the vividness of yesterday and looked dull and weak. I had already I was too lazy to take another look at them, but in this quiet night, I felt lonely alone in the treetops, so I touched them from time to time.
At this moment, I saw a dark shadow emerging from the village, and the dark shadow walked towards the mountain.
I quickly slid down the tree.
I called my second uncle and followed the black figure up the mountain. I tried hard not to make any sound with my footsteps, but it was quite difficult to do this.
But seeing that my second uncle could do this easily, it turned out that my second uncle was walking forward on tiptoes, like dancing ballet, so I had no choice but to stand on my tiptoes too. I couldn't stand steady, so my second uncle stretched out his hand to support me, so we stood on tiptoes. Standing on tiptoes, crawling on all fours, he followed the black figure into the mountains. Only then did I realize that there were still many things missing to be a qualified criminal police officer.
The black figure looked back from time to time. Fortunately, he mainly looked back at the village. He didn't notice that there were two of us following him not far away.
The shadow finally came to a cemetery.
He found a grave and turned on his flashlight.
I asked softly.
"Second uncle, do you know who that black shadow is now?"
"Thank you."
"Does the ghost you saw that night look like him?"
"It looks like, it really looks like him. I remember it, it's him."
I asked my second uncle to stay where he was. I almost crawled on the ground and approached Xie Gui.
I clasp a broken skull above my head.
I was very excited. I knew that the ghost would be on the side of justice now and would help me instead of helping him. I can really see Xie Gui's face and the nervous and terrifying eyes on his face.
He was digging the grave and preparing to put the ax into the grave.
"Thank you." I shouted and rushed forward.
Xie Gui collapsed to the ground in fear.
I took the ax out of his hand.
"Are you a human or… a ghost?"
I took off the skull from my head and stared at him with both eyes.
"I am a human being, the one here to catch ghosts. I am Detective Xiao Lin."
"Mom."
"Did you kill three people who were buying medicinal materials?"
"No…no."
"The three bones are buried in this grave."
"No…no."
"Then let's open the tomb now."
"No, Immortal Night Evil Summary , no, nephew Xiaolin, no, I beg you." Xie Gui knelt down.
"Xie Gui, it was you. I remembered it. I remembered everything. What I saw that night was not a ghost, but a human being. It was you. You were covered in blood. You were holding this axe. It's also full of blood. You look like a ghost. You pointed an ax at me to scare me, because I saw you. If I hadn't been drunk that night, I would have been scared to death by you. My wife was not drunk. She will scare you to death." At this time, the second uncle had already ran over.
Xie Gui saw that my second uncle was also here, and recalled everything he saw that night. Knowing that all denials were useless, he collapsed to the ground and could not say a word.
"Xie Gui, tell me quickly, did you kill those three people who collected medicinal materials?"
"It was me who was confused and took advantage of the opportunity to make money. I killed them. I regret it."
"Xie Gui, can you kill them all by yourself? Who else can you tell me?"
"And…and my eldest son."
"Did you put the three skeletons on the skull tree?"
Xie Gui nodded.
"I was afraid. I was afraid as soon as you returned to the village. I couldn't sleep. I kept my eyes open all night. I had no choice but to pick up three skeletons and put them on the skeleton tree. Then when I thought about it, I felt stupid. , This will be counterproductive, and the matter will be exposed. I saw you staring at this matter, and I became more and more panicked. I went to the cemetery tonight to have a look, and wanted to put the ax in the grave."
Xie Gui squatted on the ground and cried, unable to speak anymore.
"Why do you want to kill someone? Why do you want to kill someone who is living well?"
"Oh, it makes you laugh. Last year, I asked a fortune teller to tell me my fortune. He said that I would have good fortune this year. Money comes from the east. That day, three people who collected medicinal materials came to collect the medicinal materials. I saw a large number of them. After wrapping the money, I thought again that the three of them came from the east. I thought, is this the fortune the fortune teller said I would have? At night, I had murderous intentions, thinking, this is God's will. Thinking of this, I became bolder. It happened to be raining heavily, so I invited them to spend the night at my house. In the middle of the night, my son and I killed them. Xiao Lin, I died for money and for ignorance. Who told me I believed the lies of the fortune teller. Alas, I have harmed this family and my son."
"Where's the money you robbed?"
"Originally, I wanted to bury it in the well at home, but then you fell into the well. I thought you were going to search it, so I took the money out again. Now it is buried under a tree behind my house."
I sent Xie Gui to the township police station that night. Early the next morning, the police car from the county bureau's criminal police team drove to our village. I led them to dig the grave, take out the three bodies, and then take them out behind his house. Forty thousand yuan, the identity of the bones still needs to be further confirmed, but at this point, it is basically certain that this is a horrific murder case, and this case was quickly solved because of my arrival.
This world, this sea of people, is like leaves blown by the wind. Most of the time it is messy. This sea of people makes people get lost. Many people are just like Xie Gui, holding a huge destiny and getting lost in the depths of the sea of people. . We detectives are not saviors. You cannot bring those lost people out of the puzzle, but we can shout. I really imagined standing on the top of the skeleton tree like a bird, shouting a voice that could be heard by the whole village and even the world. But when I walked under the skeleton tree and looked at the huge thing and its dim old appearance, I suddenly felt speechless. The Skeleton Tree is wiser and calmer than me. How could I stop it if it can't stop it?
After solving the case, I felt very heavy. I didn't feel like I had done something big and meritorious at all. Moreover, I also saw my mother's expression become dull. For the first time, a big news was spread without the Zhang family or the Li family. .
But Captain Jiang of our criminal police team looked at me with approval. "You have merit in solving the case, but you can't act recklessly. You have to report such a big thing in advance. You are a criminal police officer and you must be prudent in your work."
Before Captain Jiang left the village, I picked up a skeleton from the ground and gave it to him. I said that I wanted to suggest that relevant parties establish "Skeleton Analysis". I said that the skeleton would reconstruct life and let the skeleton speak and tell us some things, such as Regarding truth, good and evil, human destiny, and all the secrets of death, this is a bit close to witchcraft, but it is a profound and interesting knowledge. This knowledge can definitely generate mysteries and guide the solving of cases. Captain Jiang smiled at me and said, "As a young criminal police officer, any thoughts of quick success and quick gain are unacceptable, but your suggestions are constructive to a certain extent. We will discuss them after you officially report for duty."