The Underworld Detective

I quickly spelled out this skeleton, because it wasn't spelled for others, just read it, so I spelled it casually, Song Jie crooked his head and asked: “What is this spelling, is your girlfriend's name? ”

I found something strange on this skeleton, and Song Jie asked: "Hey, do you have a girlfriend? ”

“You talk so much.” I can't help it.

“Talk and you won't be afraid.” Song Jiedao mumbled.

I stuffed the bones in the jar, put them back in the grave, filled the soil and covered the turf completely. I could barely see it from the outside, and then opened the second grave, and Song Jie asked: “What did you find? You didn't say a word. ”

I mysteriously replied: "At this moment, the silent victory is loud! ”

“Cut it, sell it again! ”

After the artificial examination of the three skeletons, it was already midnight, and I wiped the dirt on my hands: “I've figured out the truth. ”

“What truth?” Song Jie asked.

“The truth is why one body came out empty, the first two bones I just tested were missing two ribs each, and the third one was missing two vertebrae...” I looked around: “If I'm right, there are a few bones missing under each grave here, and these missing bones will eventually spell out a complete person! ”

Song Jie covered his mouth and said, "Will you stop talking like that? Why do I have to spell it out all alone? ”

I said, "Isn't that obvious? ”

Song Jie stamped his foot and yelled, “How is it obvious? I don't understand. ”

I sighed and explained to her that there was a body in the banyan tree, indicating that there was an empty grave in the cemetery. In order not to be discovered, the murderer took one or two bones out of each body and saved a body in the open.

Song Jie was shocked: “Who would do this! ”

I laughed, "You should ask, who can do this? There is only one person in this village who has access to the bones of the deceased, and one or two bones are hidden without suspicion, which is...”

Then Song Xingsheng suddenly lowered his voice: “Someone's coming! ”

I was surprised that the three of us were going to find a place to hide in the middle of the night.

There was a light spot in the distance, slowly walking up the hill, and it was a flashlight, and our eyes were shaken by the light, and we couldn't see who was coming.

The man came to a grave, kneeling down and putting the flashlight aside, pulled out the paper money from his arms and started burning it, saying as he burned: "xx brother, I'm here to see you again, I hope you get tired soon, don't bother me anymore. ”

It's a familiar voice, not someone else. It's Granny Yan!

Her voice was vague, and I couldn't hear the first two words because of the distance.

Song Jie pressed his thumb up against me in low voice: "Song Yang cousin, you are such a god, the murderer is really her! ”

I was desperate to make a noisy move.

The girl's voice was pointy. Though Song Jie's voice was not loud, on this dead night, Granny Yan heard a little movement. She stood up in panic and looked around: “Is that you? I was helpless. Don't look for me again. If you want to look for him, go find him! ”

It seems that she is ashamed, I wanted to jump out to question her, but in this environment, after all, Granny Yan is scared to death, then this precious clue will be broken, I intend to visit her again tomorrow.

Granny Yan was a little scared and took the flashlight and slowly went down the hill. We didn't come out until she disappeared on the highway, and I said, "Go, look at that grave! ”

We came to that grave, and there was still some ashes of paper money on the ground. I pulled out the tile canister again the way I used to, and poured it over the ground, just like I assumed, the skeleton was all assembled with someone else's 'parts’, but the skull was missing, probably because it was too big to take it away.

I would just like to say how admirable I am to be able to hide from the sea in such a way as to create a corpse.

Song Jie wondered, “What's the point of this? ”

I said, "Of course it makes sense. Someday the bones in the banyan trees will be found, someone will definitely want to come to the cemetery to investigate. Once opened, the real identity of the deceased cannot be determined if there are all the remains in it. After all, the first step in solving the case is to determine the identity of the deceased. ”

When I thought about it, I said, "The man who sealed the banyan tree as a divine tree is also Granny Yan, right? ”

Song Jie nodded: “Yeah, she hung the cloth on it herself. You think she's the killer! ”

I shook my head, “I don't know, by the way, whose grave is this? ”

There are no tombstones in front of the grave. Song Jie looked at them for a long time and said: “You have to ask my mother. The graves on the mountain are lined up by generations and children. You can tell by looking at the family tree. ”

At this time, the footsteps approached, and the visitor didn't light the light. Song Xingsheng immediately pulled out the knife. When the man approached, it turned out to be Song Heting, she said: "Your children, they didn't come home to sleep at night, which worried me to death. ”

I said, "Auntie, I found something. Do you know who this grave belongs to? ”

Song Heting waved: “Tomorrow, what time is it? Go back to bed! ”

I hurried to restore the tomb, but I took the bone, and Song Jie asked, “What do you want this for? ”

I said, "Evidence! ”

Song Jie said in horror: "Ah, you have to leave the dead at home. What about the ghosts? ”

I laughed a little bit: "Whose ghost can I bring in? ”

This bone is made by dozens of people. Do dozens of ghosts come together?

One night was silent, the next morning Song Heting brought us to the temple hall to invite out the ethnic spectrum. The ethnic spectrum is a yellow scroll with a dense numbness of names on it, and the names of all the people in this village are on it.

Song Heting searched for the late Song family in recent years, and suddenly I saw a familiar name - Song Yang, I was surprised: “How can I be present in this family tree? ”

Song Heting laughed: “Because you are a Song family. ”

I looked at Song Xingsheng and Song Jie and said: "No, this Song Yang is not me! I remember when Song Jie first met me, she said how there were two Song Yang, and when we went out together, she yelled ‘Song Yang Cousin’, and when I promised, her reaction was a little unnatural. So this guy Song Yang is actually..."

I'm referring to Song Xingsheng: “You! ”

Song Xingshen's eyebrows moved slightly, and this micro-expression proved me right.

“Yes, Song Xingxing's name on the ethnic spectrum is Song Yang. He changed his name only after he became an adult. Xiaojie used to calling him Song Yang Tang.” Song Heting praised: “Little Song Yang, you do have the smartest head of the Song family! ”

I said, "Actually, I've noticed that my grandfather's name is on the deck. My aunt's name is exactly the same as my aunt's. What kind of machine is in there? ”

Song Heting explained: “In fact, there is no Xuan machine, because this one is your shadow! ”