The Underworld Detective

Grandpa punched him in the back with his fist and said: "Alas, this place is so shady, my arthritis is about to break out again, let's go home and talk about it slowly! ”

An hour later, our grandparents and grandchildren returned home, and Grandpa soaked a pot of ginger soup to drive away the cold. As he drank the soup, he said: "Yang, you must find it strange, we Song family ancestors are obviously doing this business, why should future generations not engage in this kind of occupation? Actually, there's a reason in here. ”

During the Southern Song Dynasty, there was an exceptional inmate named Song Chi. Song Chi's life judgment case is like a god, rare in the world!

During his tenure as a prison officer, it took him only eight months to solve all the local grievances, false and wrongful cases, solve all the headless cases, capture as many as two hundred murderers, and afterwards no one shouted the grievances, and then shocked the wilderness.

Though Song Zhi is powerful, he feels that his own power is limited, and there are many local officials, who often do not judge cases, rely solely on forced confessions, often beaten to death, so-called ‘a drop of ink in the case, a thousand drops of blood in the folk'.

So Song Zhi took his life's autopsy heart and recorded it all in the "Grievance Screening". The "Grievance Screening Screening" was the first forensic forensics science, more than 300 years ahead of the West, so Song Zhi is also universally recognized as the forensic science nose ancestor!

Since Song Zhi, Song's descendants have been serving in the Ministry of Criminal Justice and the Dali Temple. Countless cases have been adjudicated. Gradually, the "Grievance Laundering Collection" has been continuously expanded, accumulating a set of divinely skilled case dismissal schools, named the "Prison Breaking Mystery".

Just as the so-called tree wind, the Song family inherited this sophisticated knowledge. On the one hand, it was too easy to be hated by the murderer and often by the tragic hands. On the other hand, it was easy to be exploited. In the Ming dynasty, the Song family had been instructed to investigate a strange nine-tailed raccoon incident, but instead it involved the battle for the throne behind it. Instead, it was treated as a scapegoat, risking some of the nine tribes.

Later, a Song ancestor familiar with philosophy discovered that perhaps because the Song family mastered this set of disciplines too sophisticated, peeked through the sky, and was jealous of the ghost gods, so the Song family must die if they were to become officials, catch fast, and play the three professions! Therefore, the eight-word ancestral training “Unofficial, Ming Zhe conservative” was put in place. I hope that the Song family can live forever with incense.

After listening, I was a little frustrated and a little reluctant to believe: "But Grandpa, aren't you helping the police solve the case yourself? ”

Grandpa sighed: “I was a young man and I liked solving cases just as much as you did. Before liberation, I showed up in the police world and solved several major cases that shocked the country. Unexpectedly, disaster soon arrived. Some people falsely accused me of not doing my autopsy as a feudal superstition, so I was dragged to sleep in the stable and raised for three years for nothing. I've been worried about hanging myself every minute for three years. If it hadn't been sooner, I'd probably have broken it myself. ”

Speaking of which, Grandpa drank ginger soup harshly: “It's easy to fold and soft will last. My little show of flashfulness has brought such a great disaster, finally I understand that the ancestors' words make sense. Since then, I have been hiding in my hometown, but I have been out of fame, I want to hide and I can't hide. Every few years, I am invited to come out of the mountains. I am not unwilling, I cannot, I am forced to cooperate with them in this way. I thought we'd finally be safe in your life. Who'd expect you to show your hand in front of Sun Tiger today? I think this is all a manipulation. This is the number of Song robberies and the Song family's mission! ”

Grandpa is confused to hear me say this. I hope I do this job in the future, or don't do it.

Grandpa said, "Yang, since you have passed the test, from today on, I intend to teach each other everything I have learned in my life. Do you want to learn? ”

When I heard that, I got excited: "Grandpa, of course I want to learn! ”

“Don't even think about it!” Grandpa said, "The reason I'm teaching you is because you're playing around with two books, like a three-year-old with a sharp sword in front of his enemies, and it's dangerous. In fact, you didn't even learn a tenth of the true essence of the Song family. Grandpa doesn't want you to die early, but Grandpa is too old to care about you forever. All I can do is tell you how to do this sword and let you go your own way! ”

“On the other hand, an autopsy is a treasure left behind by my ancestors. If it were my sin to have it in my hands, I would have no courage to see my ancestors even under the Nine Springs. But if Song family succeeds someone, I think I can also meditate on my death..."

I wonder if it's an illusion.

I suddenly had a bad feeling when Grandpa said, 'Death can be meditated on’, as if Grandpa was giving a testament.

I dropped the idea and nodded.

Since then, I've only had time to follow my grandfather to learn how to perform autopsies and how to handle crime scenes, which are subtle and difficult to mask. Of course, I suffered a lot, and no matter what the setbacks, I bite my teeth and insist that I greedily absorb this valuable knowledge like a water-absorbing sponge!

After three years, my college entrance exam score is not very good. I want to go to the provincial Polytechnic University, but the score is still more than 100 points away, Grandpa, please fill it in! Promise you'll make it.

I believed in Grandpa's all-round approach, and I got a small case of expansion, so I felt comfortable filling out the first volunteer at the Polytechnic.

My aunt wants me to study economics, so I can help her manage her business in the future. To be honest, I am an extremist, I like solving cases and everything. I am not interested in doing business at all. I may have inherited Grandpa's genes from another generation.

Left to right, I ended up filling out an application electronics, medium rule specialty, I heard the employment prospects are pretty good. But then I came to school and found out that there were only three girls in the class. I really wanted to regret that, unfortunately, I was already on this thief boat and regret that it was too late.

After a long summer vacation after the college entrance exam, I went online at home, watched a movie, played chess with my grandfather and had a great time.

I went to a party at a classmate's house this day, and they killed two cases of beer. We were all friends from childhood to big. When I thought about going north and south, we went out into the world, and we were both a little upscale and reluctant.

After dinner, we went to sing together again and came home late.

It was 11: 00 in the middle of the night. I saw the lights in Song's old house were on fire. I had a bad feeling about it! Because people in this county sleep early at night, according to custom, only the family is changed so many lights in the middle of the night, such as the death of an elderly person...

The moment my wine woke up, I ran home faster, pushed the door and shouted, and there was no one in the house.

I came to Grandpa's study and saw a simple envelope on the table with no stamps on it and a red curved knife in the lower right corner with a pen.

Something in the envelope?

I curiously poured the envelope against my hand, and a sticky thing fell into my palm, and it was an eyeball!