NOVEL NEXT Chapter 43
"Cui Changshi..."
In the darkness, Cui Hao suddenly heard this familiar call, and his body couldn't help trembling.
"Who is it? Don't play tricks here!"
"Hehehe, if you don't do bad things, you don't have to be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!" Song Zhen hid in the darkness and made a voice that gave people goose bumps, "Guess who I am?"
The Dali Temple Si Zhi cursed in his heart. Although he knew it was fake and he was also playing the ghost, but, your voice is too scary, isn't it?
Unexpectedly, Xue Zhengqing, who was standing behind him, kicked him. The Dali Temple Si Zhi couldn't stand steadily and fell on the prison door, making a clanging sound.
"Ah! You, don't come over."
Song Zhen whispered: "What? Are you afraid of me?"
Then, he kicked again in the dark. The Dali Temple Si Zhi was caught off guard and hit the prison door again. He turned back and showed a resentful expression.
Brother, can you tell me in advance next time you kick me?
Song Zhen suddenly raised his voice: "Are you afraid that I will come to claim your life in the middle of the night?"
"Yes, I am here to take you to hell. If it weren't for you, how could I die?"
Di Renjie quietly blew a fire stick and shook it beside the Dali Temple Sizhi.
A faint light appeared in the darkness, and a fat figure was holding the prison door tightly.
"It's him! It's really him! He came to find me!" Cui Hao was scared to pee his pants, and he huddled in the corner with his legs kicking.
"You, you didn't kill me! The person who killed you was obviously Zhao Wenzhong. If you want to claim your life, go find him. Why are you looking for me?" Cui Hao was so scared that he cried.
In the darkness, Di Renjie and Xue Zhengqing exchanged glances.
"Woo woo woo, I died so miserably."
The Dali Temple Sizhi seemed to feel so scared and happy. He was possessed by the movie emperor and kept shaking the prison door, as if he was about to rush in.
"As long as the real murderer is not brought to justice, I will come to you every day and night."
Roar——
This roar scared Song Zhen behind him. Damn, is this guy addicted to acting?
Not only did it scare Song Zhen, but it also frightened Cui Hao.
He cried loudly: "Please don't come again, I will tell you everything."
In fear, he forgot his beliefs.
It's better to live a miserable life than to die, right?
Song Zhen patted the shoulder of the Dali Temple Sizhi and signaled him to leave.
The Dali Temple Sizhi seemed to have never played before. He patted the prison door hard again, but unexpectedly, the door suddenly collapsed.
"Uh..." The Dali Temple Sizhi looked a little embarrassed, and Xue Zhengqing glared at him.
However, when the door fell, Cui Hao was really scared. He rolled his eyes and fainted directly.
The prison was brightly lit again, as if nothing had happened.
"Xue Sicheng, don't we go to another place?"
Song Zhen found the fat Sizheng's expression funny. Didn't he refuse at first? Why did he become addicted later?
Really fragrant?
Di Renjie said lightly: "No need to go there."
Zhao Wenzhong is cautious by nature, and his scheming is very deep, he can't be scared.
Dali Temple Sizhi sighed regretfully, it's a pity that happiness was discovered too late.
Xue Zhengqing looked at Song Zhen and felt that the more he looked at this young man, the more he liked him.
With the skills he mastered, as long as he was given a little rain and dew, he would surely grow into a towering tree.
Xue Zhengqing wanted to be such a person. If Song Zhen became a high official in the future, he might be able to take care of him.
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At night, Di Renjie put his hands on his head and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
"Why did Zhao Wenzhong kill Zhao Mingfu? Song Lang, what do you think?"
Song Zhen replied listlessly: "What else can I think? They are just biting each other."
"No, Zhao Mingfu has done so many things for the Zhao family, Zhao Wenzhong has no reason to kill him. Unless..." Di Renjie instantly thought of a possibility.
"Unless, Zhao Wenzhong killed him in order to intimidate Cui Changshi."
"Song Lang, what do you think?"
"Song Lang?"
Beside him, there was a snoring sound, one after another.
Di Renjie chuckled helplessly, then turned over and closed his eyes to sleep.
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The next day——
"Officer, why did you arrest me? I didn't kill him."
"Did I say you killed him? I just want you to point out where you usually bury things?"
The young man wanted to cry but couldn't: "I really don't know. I just came here and heard that I can make a lot of money. If I had known, I would..."
Song Zhen looked at him deeply, shook his head and said: "He didn't lie."
Di Renjie's face darkened, and he ordered the clerk to dig! Dig three feet into the ground to dig out the evidence.
"And"Wait!" Song Zhen raised his hand.
"Let me go and take a look first."
He looked up at the sun in the sky, which was a bit dazzling, and couldn't help but frowned. He was wondering if he needed a filter.
Then he returned his gaze to the backyard of the house, staring wide-eyed, carefully observing the newness and oldness of every piece of soil.
If the soil has been moved, the depth of the ground will definitely be different from other places.
Song Zhen stood at the door for a long time, motionless.
Di Renjie had already asked people to retreat to the back, and he didn't bother him.
Song Zhen used his subtle insight to achieve many remarkable achievements.
In the case of Zhao Siniang, he searched for the murder weapon incense burner by checking the footprints at the scene.
In the case of the Hu people, through By identifying the dust on the ground, he learned that the deceased was in a dying state with his right hand covering his chest.
In the case of the rotting corpse in the well, he successfully found the entrance to the escape tunnel by observing the traces in the living room.
Now, Song Zhen is going to show his superpower again, and Di Renjie is looking forward to it.
Suddenly, Song Zhen moved, rubbed his dry eyes, and drew his sword.
He walked into the backyard, squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, and felt the moistness of the soil.
After confirming, he drew a cross on the ground.
Repeatedly, he marked eight places in the 100-square-meter yard.
Song Zhen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said weakly: "Dig it."
After doing all this, he sat on the threshold of the house to rest.
Di Renjie took a bamboo tube and handed it to him. Song Zhen took a big sip and asked belatedly: "Where does this water come from?"
"Anyway, it's not from the well in front."
"Hahahaha. "After saying that, the two smiled at each other.
Soon, the clerk exclaimed: "Di, Di Facao, there is a skeleton here."
"There is one here too!"
"Damn it, there is one here too!"
Di Renjie pulled Song Zhen up, and the two rushed over to check.
Oh my god! It really is!
How could so many bodies be unearthed in the backyard?
As the real owner of the house, isn't Zhao Wenzhong afraid?
Song Zhen put on gloves, he gently pushed away the soil and observed the color of the skeleton.
He shook his head and said: "This is the real headless case. The death time is too long, and nothing can be seen. "
There are many causes of death, but most of them cannot be detected when the body turns to bones.
For example, if someone is strangled to death, the flesh and blood will turn to yellow soil. What do you think?
Only when the death is caused by a fatal knife wound or poisoning, can we observe something in the skeleton state.
"A total of four skeletons were dug out, and there are also several evidences."
"Zhao family, how many illegal things have you done?"
Di Renjie looked at the neatly arranged skeletons and evidences on the ground, and he was shocked beyond words.
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