Netherworld Investigator Chapter 440: Open the coffin

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I pondered for a moment and asked the village chief: "When did that tree become a sacred tree?"

"I don’t know this. Actually, as a village cadre, I’ve always resisted this kind of superstition in the village. But everyone believes this. I can’t help but respect it. I don’t believe it. What a sacred tree." The village chief said helplessly.

The village chief's wife who was putting on the soles said: "Old man, you forgot, that year the tree glowed at night, and everyone said that the tree **** appeared."

The village chief remembered: "Oh, it's a year or three years!"

"One to three years?" I pondered for a moment. Didn't it happen to be five years ago? The so-called big tree glow should be caused by the volatilization of the phosphorus in the corpse. It is the same principle as the ghost fire. The corpse was hidden in the tree.

The village chief said: "Young man, why are you so interested in this tree?"

I don't want to be too public for the time being, so I said: "It's nothing, I'm just curious."

The village chief insisted on keeping us for dinner, so we finally turned down. When I came outside, I was at a loss. This case is a bit difficult to handle. I can't touch the corpse, and I can't determine the identity of the deceased.

With things in my head, I walked up and down Tiankan silently, Song Jie smiled and said, "What's wrong with him, is he crazy?"

Song Xingchen explained: "I'm thinking about a case."

Song Jie suggested: "Cousin, you accompany me to the mountain to catch sparrows and play!"

I said: "Let's go play with you two. I will wander around here for a while and meet at my aunt's house at noon."

Song Jie cheered: "See you at noon!" Then she dragged Song Xingchen away.

I spent an hour thinking about it, and suddenly I saw the top of the hill where the marriage was held yesterday, and saw many solitary graves. Suddenly, there was an inspiration. No one has disappeared in the village for five years, but someone must have passed away. Will the corpse be one of the dead? In this case, one tomb must be empty.

After I figured it out, I walked back to the old house of Song's house. Song Heting, who was picking vegetables at the door, saw me and asked: "Are Xiaojie and Song Xingchen not with you?"

I said: "Auntie, to investigate this case, I have to do one thing. I will go up the mountain to open the coffin at night!"

Song Heting's hand movement stopped for a while, and he raised his eyebrows: "If this is known to the villagers, can I ask the teacher?"

I explained: "I don't need to actually open the coffin. I only need a Luoyang shovel. Will the post-mortem still leave traces?"

Song Heting said: "Be careful yourself, don't be seen, I don't have a shovel here in Luoyang, there are some iron sheets in the backyard, you can do it yourself!"

I am very fortunate that Song Heting supported my actions. When I went to the backyard, I took a metal sheet and a bamboo pole and made a Luoyang shovel. I tried to dig dirt on the ground. It really worked.

This is the evening again. After dinner, when I heard that I was going to the mountain for an autopsy, Song Jie excitedly wanted to go with us.

The three of us left the house feeling the dark, we all have the pupil of the cave and we don't need lighting equipment at all. When he arrived at the graveyard, Song Jie was a little scared and said, "There will be no ghosts!"

I smiled and said: "You are still afraid of ghosts, are you the Song family?"

Song Jie pouted and said: "I'm not like you, facing the corpse every day, Song Yang, cousin, have you seen a ghost?"

I nodded: "I have seen it before."

"Let's listen...Forget it, let's go back and talk...No, no, let's talk tomorrow daytime!" Song Jie plugged her ears in fear.

I picked up the self-made Luoyang shovel, hit the grave head, pulled the unearthed soil, sniffed it, and confirmed that the corpse was buried underneath. Then I used the same method to explore all the graves, but no empty graves were found. I said to myself: "No, why are the corpses buried? Are there other graves?"

Song Jie said: "The villagers are all buried here. Going up is the tomb of the ancestors and ancestors. Are you going to steal Song Ci's tomb?"

Song Xingchen scolded: "Little Nizi, who is unobstructed, beware of a sky of thunder falling on your head."

Song Jie smiled and said: "Hehe, I hide behind you, I want to hack together!"

Naturally, I am not in the mood to laugh, sitting on a grave and thinking, is there any blind spot?

Sitting for a long time, Song Jie shook her hand before my eyes and asked: "Thinker, aren't you cold?"

I said: "Go back and get the tools, ready to open the coffin for an autopsy!"

Song Jie was shocked and said: "Didn't you have all tested? Why do you want to open the coffin."

I said seriously: "We rule out all the impossible, and what remains is the only possibility. There is absolutely one missing body in these graves, I'm sure!"

The two exchanged their sights, and Song Xingchen said first, "Song Yang, you have to think twice. As long as the villagers see the ancestral tomb being planed tomorrow morning, the case cannot be investigated..."

I nodded: "Don't worry, how to open the coffin without being discovered, Wu Zuo has more experience than the tomb thief, and I only need to open three graves."

Song Jie asked: "Why?"

I said: "This is just my conjecture at the moment, and it won't be too late after I verify my conjecture."

Song Jie screamed frantically: "You really like to sell Guanzi!"

When we got down the mountain, Song Heting and his wife were already asleep. In order not to disturb them, Song Xingchen jumped onto the wall and threw a pickaxe and a shovel from there. Song Jie took it very lightly, and then Song Xingchen turned over silently.

Back on the mountain, I asked Song Jie: "You have a bone-taking burial ceremony here. Please show me which tombs have been used for bone-taking burial."

Song Jie pointed out one. I walked over and inspected it. Instead of shoveling down immediately, I shoveled a piece of turf completely from behind, and then made a hole. In order not to damage the tomb shape, I did this very carefully, and it took about half an hour to pull out a square hole into which I could put my hand.

The graveyard was dead in the middle of the night, and the forest behind was shrouded in night fog, and some strange movement came from inside. Song Jie was a little scared, and grabbed Song Xingchen’s clothes and said: "Fortunately, I am not Wen Song, so I don’t want to do it This kind of thing."

I smiled and said: "What's so scary about the dead? The dead are the most honest."

Song Jie frowned and said: "You are so bold! The little girl admires it."

I knelt down and reached into the hole to take out. Song Jie was terrified, hid behind Song Xingchen and poked her head out, whispered: "Cousin Song Yang, aren't you afraid that there is a hand inside to grab you ?"

I'm not afraid of being caught by a ghost, I'm afraid of touching a slippery snake, but generally speaking, snakes only drill holes in winter.

I touched a fluffy thing, and the thing squeaked away. It was a field mouse. I was relieved, because there are field mice and no snakes.

Finally, I touched a hard object, put my other hand in, and slowly took out a crock from the inside.

I lifted the cover of the jar and poured the bones inside on the empty ground. I lay on the ground and concentrated on the bones. Song Jie asked Song Xingchen, "Is he so perverted usually?"

Song Xingchen shook his head: "No, it's more perverted than this!"