Yipin County Magistrate: Start with invincibility

Chapter 238 The Clue Is Lost
Qin Feng gave up his position and patted the dust on his hands.

Since someone is taking his place, he doesn't want to be burdened by it.

There are many people and strong strength, within the time of a stick of incense, the dirt on the thickest part of the wine vat was cleaned up, and it was ready to shake. Everyone worked together to lift the wine vat out of the pit.

unexpectedly……

"Yang palm!" A voice rang out.

The cylinder is broken.

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life! This tank is too heavy, the small one is gone, I didn't hold it..."

A policeman covered in blood and painted on his face knelt in front of Qin Feng, trembling and kowtowing repeatedly.

The wine jar had just been lifted, and it just fell on a rock, and everyone dropped their hands, and the jar fell into the pit again, and the catcher who dropped his hand also fell down because of losing his balance.It was hard to climb up.

Qin Feng looked helplessly at the arrester who was also injured, and Qin Feng didn't want to complain, so he just cursed "bad thing" in his heart, and waved his hand: "Oh, it's okay, it's okay, get up. No one Kill you. Go to the side and rest, and then go to work after eating..."

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

The catcher clutched his thigh and limped away to the side, looking that the fall was not light.

"Go down and pick it up, pick up all the pieces without falling off, clean up the blood on them by the way, and put them on the ground!"

Qin Feng ordered.

"Yes!"

A few arresters worked together, and it arrived fairly quickly. In a short while, all the fragments, large and small, were picked up, cleaned up and spread on the floor.

Qin Feng checked carefully, pointed to one of them and asked Wan Kunming: "This color should be the bottom of the tank, right?"

"Yes, exactly."

"Okay, pick out all the ones of this color!"

Everyone immediately picked out five or six of them and placed them in front of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng turned these five or six pieces over and over, looked at the front and back and frowned depressedly: "Tsk, you people from Dazhou burn this kind of tank, and you don't know what to order? The brand awareness is too bad... ..."

A group of people couldn't understand what Qin Feng said. Only Wan Kunming, who knew that Qin Feng often had some "high opinions" that ordinary people don't have, asked very curiously: "My lord, what is brand awareness?"

"Cough...it's not important. What I mean is, the kiln that burns the vat in Dazhou doesn't know how to put a mark to prove that the vat is fired by them?"

Qin Feng spoke in words that Wan Kunming could understand.

"Of course there are. Generally, kilns will add the year of firing on the bottom of the fired utensils. Some will mark whether it is an official kiln or a private kiln. Some small workshops only add a surname."

Wan Kunming said.

"Then why is there nothing on the bottom of this tank?"

Only then did Wan Kunming understand that Qin Feng squatted on the ground for a long time to find the deposit, and he also squatted down to search carefully, but there was indeed no word.

When Wan Kunming was handling the pieces, Qin Feng suddenly discovered something: "It's not right... Lao Wan, you put it all together."

"Yes, my lord."

Wan Kunming moved swiftly, and immediately put several pieces together—a piece was missing from the bottom of the tank, but it was still in the middle.

"Tsk, let me just say, it can't be nothing, it's missing a piece. Go and see if there are any fragments in the pit."

As soon as Qin Feng gave an order, some arresters jumped down immediately, and after searching for a long time, they replied: "My lord, there is nothing inside."

Qin Feng winked at Ling Chong, Ling Chong immediately understood, called the arrester up, and jumped into the pit himself to search again: "There are indeed no fragments."

"That's weird, when it was dug out just now, it was clearly a complete—"

Qin Feng suddenly realized something, and immediately turned his head to look at the place where the injured policeman was resting just now.

But where else is there?

"Who saw where the arrester went just now?"

"My lord, he felt that his leg was hurt a bit, so he went to see a doctor..."

"Quick! Find him!"

Qin Feng immediately ordered: "The fragment must be on him!"

Without further ado, Ling Chong rushed out first, followed by Qin Feng, Wan Kunming, and the rest of the police.

The tanks in the yard are of the pot-bellied type, and are usually used to hold wine.

In Lin Zheng's house, he couldn't even find a wine jug, so it couldn't be his own wine jug!

What's more, the size of this tank usually only appears in wineries or restaurants.

Now this tank has appeared in a place where it should not have appeared, and it has been buried, there must be something strange!

Qin Feng expected that this was the container used to transport the murderer's dead body in disguise. The sticky blood inside also proved this in disguise!
This is an important clue, such a large wine tank is not used by ordinary people, and a place like a winery, once built, will not be needed often.

After all, this thing is not a consumable.

Qin Feng pondered, there are three possibilities.

The first one is that the murderer bought the wine jar from a kiln.

The second type is that the murderer bought the wine tank from a winery or restaurant.

The third type is that the murderer himself is an employee of a restaurant or a pub.

No matter what the situation is, you must first find out which kiln the vat is from, and ask the people in the kiln factory if there is any possible buyer recently who bought such a large wine vat.If not, you can also ask which restaurants or pubs this type of tank is supplied to narrow the scope!

What Qin Feng wants is the "money" at the bottom of the wine tank, but this one is gone.

This...maybe it's not a coincidence, and it's not even an accident that the wine jar may be broken!

Qin Feng frowned, and hurriedly walked.

"My lord, this way!"

Ling Chong, who was the first to go out, found a series of fresh bloodstains on the ground, and immediately called Qin Feng to follow the bloodstains, and after chasing and chasing, he even came to the street. After chasing and chasing, everyone met a group of people blocking the street superior.

"Get out of the way! The Yamen handles the case!"

Ling Chong yelled loudly, the roar was like a lion's roar, and everyone who heard it felt numb.

The people in front immediately retreated to the side of the road, not daring to provoke them.

The people they surrounded finally showed their true faces, it was Chief Chen, and the policeman who "went to the doctor" just now.

Chen Bukuai's expression was solemn, half kneeling on the ground, gently stroking Bukuai's face with his palm, and helping him close his eyes.

"died!"

"Tsk...it's a pity, you're so young."

"too suddenly……"

The people could not help but sigh.

died?

Qin Feng stopped in his tracks.How could he die at such a critical moment?How can I die?
"Go and see if there is any fragment of the wine jar on him."

Qin Feng ordered.

"Yes."

Without hesitation, Ling Chong stepped forward slowly and searched for the arrester.

Catcher Chen raised his eyelids and asked Ling Chong, "What are you doing?"

"Looking for something. It's related to the case. It's a fragment of a wine tank. Did you see it?"

(End of this chapter)