Netherworld Investigator Chapter 443: Buggy

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Mrs. Yan screamed and collapsed on the mat. The widow screamed: "You guys go out quickly, Granny Yan needs to rest."

The widow almost stretched out her hand to pull me, then Granny Yan said slowly: "Cuihuan, you get out first!"

The widow left, and Granny Yan sighed after she sat down firmly, "Lady, I thought this secret could be brought into the coffin, but I didn't expect it to be found out by you. You are right. There is a **** who raised her head three feet away. , I did this thing, I am afraid that I will not be peaceful after death. When you come to me tonight, I will tell you what I know."

I breathed a sigh of relief and bowed: "I was really offended just now."

"No, I feel ashamed, not your fault, let's go!" Granny Yan waved her sleeves.

After going out, Song Jie asked me in surprise: "Fuck, how did you do it?"

I didn't mention the pupil of Hades, but just made a sloppy look: "Blow it out with your mouth."

"I didn't mean candles, I said writing in cigarettes..."

I said that I actually didn't know it at the time, but I saw Granny Yan dipping it in the small bottle and guessed that there was a mystery in it. I tried boldly and it succeeded.

Later, I saw this trick from a book on Jianghu Alchemy. The sandalwood was specially made. After it was burned, it was actually some tiny water droplets, and the small jar was filled with putty. This principle is like the condensation of rain. The droplets will automatically condense on the putty particles, which can perform the miracle of writing in incense.

I later used this hand to deal with a liar.

You are at 8 o’clock in the evening. I have nothing to do during the day. I still stay in the old house reading. After dinner at night, Song Xingchen and Song Jie are going to be with me. I said, “She told me to go alone!”

Song Xingchen said: "We just stand outside and wait for you."

"Well then!" I nodded.

We came to Yan's mother-in-law's house and knocked on the door a few times and no one agreed. Song Jie asked, "She won't fall asleep, right?"

At this moment, some smoke suddenly appeared in the crack of the door, and I yelled, "That's it!"

Song Xingchen came over and kicked the door open. I saw a wolf in the room. When he broke into the back room, there was a lot of straw piled in it, and the smoke kept smoking, so that people couldn't open their eyes.

Song Xingchen grabbed a piece of cloth to put out the fire, but the fire burst into flames. The arsonists were very insidious. They buried some fuel under the straw and poured some on the beams. The fire came out at the slightest touch, and then all the beams and the roof were lit.

Song Xingchen dragged me out of the house. Looking back, I saw that Song Jie hadn't come out yet. I panicked to save him, but Song Xingchen said indifferently: "She will be fine."

Song Jie jumped and jumped out of the window, coughing nonstop.

"Ah, there is a fire!"

"Papa Yan's house!"

The neighbors around were alarmed and ran out one after another. The three of us were left hanging in front of the fire house. It could be said that it was obvious. Someone asked loudly, "Did you guys do it?"

I suddenly understood that this was a deliberate frame-up.

"Don't worry about this, hurry up and put out the fire!"

"Song Lao Er, you stare at these three arsonists, don't let them run away."

Someone went to fetch water for fire, someone came over to catch us, Song Xingchen stopped in front of me and said coldly: "Don't move, we won't go."

Song Jie's face was smoked in pitch black, she said bitterly: "If my mother knows that we must be killed..."

Looking up, the old house of the Song family is still lit, and the village is blazing. It's impossible for Song Heting to miss it.

Everyone transported water buckets by buckets to put out the fire. In the blink of an eye, only a pile of charred wooden frames and a few earth walls remained at the house of Yan Popo. There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and someone said: "The village chief is here."

The village head came out, saw the three of us, and said in surprise: "Isn't this Song Heting's nephew? Why are you here at night?"

Someone immediately came up next to him and said: "The village chief, they set the fire. This kid has been walking around in the village for these two days, and he doesn't look like a good thing..."

The man didn't finish speaking, and was kicked on the **** by someone. Song Jie kicked him. Song Jie scolded, "Second Song, don't talk nonsense. My cousin is here to investigate the case. "

The villager named Song Lao Er immediately stopped speaking. I wondered if Song Jie was too rampant? Later, I learned that the pedigree in the village was messy. This middle-aged man was lower than Song Jie in terms of seniority, and she could only teach the younger generation.

"Investigate the case?" The village chief asked: "What case is to be investigated."

I didn't want to say anything. Since Song Jie was about to speak out, I had to tell the truth: "Everyone, I am actually investigating an old case by the order of the patriarch. It is true that I am the Public Security Bureau. The criminal adviser in the village hid a corpse in the sacred tree in the village."

Everyone talked: "What are you kidding? How can there be dead people in the sacred tree?"

"Even if there is, how did you know."

"Chee, a child with a hairy head, opened his eyes and said nonsense. Can we know that someone died in the village?"

I said: "Everyone is the Song family. Even if you haven't joined the world, you should know the skill of listening to the bones!"

Everyone stopped talking, but some people whispered, suspecting that I was bragging because they were descendants of Wu Song, and no one had learned how to distinguish bones by listening to sounds.

The village head arched his hand at the mountain, as if people mentioned the saint in private in the past. Then he said: "Since it is the order of the patriarch, we should support it, but how should we explain the arson?"

I said: "I don't know about arson. The fire was already burning when we came."

Someone shouted: "I saw the three of them come out of Granny Yan's house with my own eyes!"

I smiled bitterly: "If we set fire, would we be stupid enough to be seen? I almost got burned?"

The humanity said: "Who knows what you think, anyway, if you catch the thief and grab the stolen goods, you are covered in soot. The three of you who left this house in the end."

I said: "It takes fifteen minutes to get here from the old house of the Song family. My aunt Song Heting can prove that all three of us are at home at 7:45."

The village chief made a round of battle: "Let’s not mention this first, everyone is descended from the Song family. What can be said about it, don’t be so red. The key now is not the arson, but where the mother-in-law Yan went. As long as you ask her out to confront her, won’t things come to the bottom? Did the three of you see it."

I shook my head.

Suddenly, I had an idea that Granny Yan would have set the fire by herself. She didn't want us to know the truth of the case, so she used this to escape.

At this moment, a woman suddenly exclaimed: "The village chief, his pocket is dripping blood!"

I looked down. I don't know when my side pocket was soaked with blood, and there seemed to be something in the pocket. I wrapped my hands in my sleeves and took out something from the inside, which was an iron walnut stained red with blood.

I suddenly felt dizzy. Isn't this what Song Jie mentioned, the inheritance token of the goddess? It should have been in the belly of Granny Yan!

Everyone immediately exploded the pot, and someone screamed: "Oh my God, he killed Granny Yan!"