The Underworld Detective

Granny Yan screamed and fell paralyzed on the seat. The widow drank loudly: “Get out of here, Granny Yan needs rest. ”

The widow almost reached out to drag me, when Granny Yan slowly said: "Cuihuan, back off! ”

The widow left and Granny Yan sat down and sighed: “In the afterlife, I thought I could bring this secret into the coffin, but I didn't expect you to find out. You're right, there's a god in the head three feet up. I did this thing, and I'm afraid I won't be calm after death. When you come to me tonight, I'll tell you what I know. ”

I was relieved and bowed: “I was really offended. ”

“No, it's my fault. It's not your fault. Go!” Granny Yan waved her swing sleeve.

After going out, Song Jie asked me in surprise: "Shit, how did you do that? ”

I didn't mention Pluto's eyes, I just hit a sloppy eye: "Blow it out with your mouth. ”

“I'm not talking about candles, I'm talking about writing in smoke...”

I said I didn't know, but I saw Granny Yan dip it in that little bottle, and I guessed that there was a Xuan machine in it. I dared to try it and it worked.

Later, I saw this trick in a book on river and lake surgery, and the sandalwood was specially made, and after it burned out, it was actually a few tiny droplets of water, and the little jar was filled with oil and ash. This principle is like rainwater condensation, and fog droplets automatically condense on the grey particles to perform the miracle of writing in the fragrance.

I later used this hand against a con artist.

At 8: 00 pm, there was nothing to do during the day. She was still in her old house reading books and eating dinner at night. Song Xingsheng and Song Jie were going to come with me. I said: "She asked me to go alone! ”

"“ We'll just stand outside and wait for you, "said Song Xingshen. ”

“All right then!” I nodded.

We came to Granny Yan's house, knocked a few times, nobody said yes, Song Jie asked: “Is she going to sleep? ”

Then suddenly there was some smoke in the door, and I yelled, “Oh, no! ”

Song Xingshen walked over and kicked the door open. I saw a wolf in the house. Breaking into the house, there was a huge pile of straw, smoking constantly, choking people's eyes open.

Song Xingshen grabbed a piece of cloth to put out the fire, and the fire burned. The arsonists were insidious, buried fuel under the straw, and poured some on the beams, which came out after a slight touch, and then lit the beams and the roof together.

Song Xingsheng dragged me out of the house, looked back and saw that Song Jie had not come out yet. I panicked to save her, but Song Xingsheng bluntly said: “She will be fine. ”

Song Jie jumped out of the window and coughed.

“Yay, fire! ”

“It's Granny Yan's house! ”

The surrounding neighbors were shocked and ran out. The three of us were left hanging in front of the fire house. It was obvious, and someone asked aloud: "Did you do it? ”

I suddenly realized that someone had set it up on purpose.

“Forget about it, put out the fire! ”

“Song penis, you keep an eye on the three arsonists, don't let them run away. ”

Someone went to fetch water and borrowed fire. Someone came to grab us. Song Xingsheng stopped his hand in front of me. Cold air said: "Don't do it manually, we won't go. ”

Song Jie's face was smoked black. She said bitterly: “If my mother knew she had to kill us...”

Looking up, Song Jia's old house was still lit, and the village was lit by fire. Song Heting couldn't possibly not have seen it.

Everyone carried water in barrels and barrels, extinguishing the fire. At the blink of an eye, Granny Yan's house was left with a pile of charcoal-fired wooden shelves and a few dirt walls. There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and someone said, “Here comes the village chief. ”

The village chief came out and saw the three of us, shocked: "Isn't this Song Heting's nephew? What are you doing here at night? ”

Someone immediately gathered up next to him: “The village chief, they set fire to it. This kid has been sneaking around the village for two days, and he doesn't look like a good thing...”

He didn't finish his speech. He was kicked in the ass. Song Jie kicked him. "Song Jie, don't talk nonsense. My cousin is here to investigate the case. ”

The villagers called Song Penis immediately stopped speaking. I wondered if Song Jie was too aggressive? Later, it was learned that the village lineage was chaotic. This middle-aged man was inferior to Song Jie. She could only teach the younger generation.

“Investigation?” The village chief asked, "What's the case? ”

I didn't want to say anything. Since Song Jie's mouth was about to come out, I had to tell the truth: “Gentlemen, I was actually ordered by the chief of the clan to investigate an old case. To be honest, I was a criminal advisor to the Public Security Bureau, hiding a body in that god tree in the village. ”

The people said, “Are you kidding me? How could there be a dead man in the tree? ”

“If so, how do you know? ”

“Cut, a hairy little kid, opens his eyes to bullshit, dead people in the village, can we not know? ”

I said: "All of you are Song family, even if you are not in the world, you should know the magic of listening to the voice and discussing bones! ”

Everyone stopped talking at once, but some people whispered and suspected that I was bragging because they were descendants of Wusong, and no one had ever learned to listen to the bones.

The village chief arched his hand against the mountain, as if in the past people had privately mentioned the Holy Ghost, which only said: “Since it is the chief's order, we should support it, but how do we explain the arson? ”

I said, "I don't know about the arson. The fire was already on fire when we got here. ”

"I saw the three of them coming out of Granny Yan's house with my own eyes! ”

I laughed bitterly, "If we set fire to it, would we be stupid enough to be seen? You almost got burned yourself? ”

"Who knows what you think," said the man. "Anyway, the thieves catch the stolen goods. You're covered in ash, and the last one to leave this room is the three of you. ”

I said, "It takes 15 minutes to get here from Song's old house. My aunt Song Heting can prove that the three of us are home at 7: 45. ”

The village chief struck up a circle: “Without mentioning this, everyone is Song's grandchildren. What can I say? Don't be so blushing. What matters now is not the arson, but where's Granny Yan? Just invite her out and confront her. Isn't that what happened? You three have seen it. ”

I shook my head.

I suddenly had the idea that the fire could not have been put by Granny Yan herself. She didn't want us to know the truth of the case, so she ran away.

At this point, a woman suddenly shouted: “Mayor, his pockets are dripping blood! ”

I looked down and I couldn't figure out when my side pockets were blood-soaked and it looked like something was in my pocket. I wrapped my hand around it with my sleeve and pulled something out of it, a bloodstained iron walnut.

I suddenly felt dizzy. Isn't that what Song Jie said, the legacy of the goddess? It was supposed to be in Granny Yan's stomach!

Everyone immediately blew up the pot and someone screamed, “Oh, my God, he killed Granny Yan! ”