70 Space: Dress up as a heroine and marry a rough guy

Captain Chai was talking to the forensic doctor. After a moment, he nodded slightly and then waved his hand.

Several policemen jumped into the pit.

Soon, the bones were dug up.

The villagers all leaned forward to get a better look.

"move back!"

The policeman standing nearby scolded.

The villagers all shrank their necks.

Wang Fenfen scratched her head and ears.

Ji Qingran was amused, "Why are you anxious? You're just watching the fun."

Wang Fenfen stamped her feet and said, "I want to know what's going on! Do you think this body is from our village?"

"The party secretary called a meeting with the elderly in the village and asked each family if there were any missing persons."

"The police should have asked him to do this."

Ji Qingran asked: "What's the result?"

"It doesn't seem to be there...that's why I'm worried!"

"There's no point in being anxious!"

Ji Qingran smiled and said: "Normally speaking, we have to first determine how this person died before we can proceed with the next step of the investigation."

"What do you mean?" Wang Fenfen didn't understand.

"Think about it, if there was a big pit here before, this person accidentally fell into it and died."

"This is called an accidental death. No one harmed him, so there is nothing to investigate."

Ji Qingran added: "In this case, nothing will happen to our village."

"The police have to visit and find out who the deceased is. This is their duty and has nothing to do with us."

"what!"

Wang Fenfen screamed, then covered her mouth and whispered: "If he was killed by someone, for example, beaten to death with a stick or stabbed to death with a knife..."

"This is murder! A corpse was found in our village, so..." Wang Fenfen seemed to have discovered a new world and exclaimed: "Our village

The people inside are the most suspect! "

"right?"

In theory, this is indeed the case.

People in the village will definitely be questioned.

"If it is a murder, the police must first find out who the victim is, and then deduce the possible motive based on the cause of death, and then find the suspect."

Wang Fenfen thinks she is right.

"Sister Xiaoran, so just by looking at what the police do next, I can deduce whether this person died accidentally or was murdered, right?"

It has to be said that Wang Fenfen is also very capable of drawing inferences from one instance to another.

"Don't mess around. Interfering with the police's handling of the case is a crime and you will be locked up and imprisoned!"

Wang Fenfen is usually timid, but when it comes to prying into gossip, she is surprisingly courageous.

Ji Qingran scares her.

Wang Fenfen trembled.

"Sister Xiaoran, don't worry, I will never mess around!"

"Once I find out something is going on, I will definitely go find you!"

Ji Qingran:...

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When the police visited the village, they reported the condition of the bones.

Male, about 40 years old.

He has been dead for nearly 20 years, and the cause of death was a gunshot wound.

Shot?

People in the village talked about it one after another, but gradually they unified into one theory.

Because the police found after research that the gun that killed the man was an old American Browning pistol.

In the past, this kind of gun could only be worn by senior officials of the national army.

Ordinary soldiers or low-level sergeants are not high enough to use this kind of gun.

Twenty years ago, New China was only a few years old.

Before that, our party not only had to resist the Japanese invaders, but also resisted defections and secret attacks from the national army.

The struggle situation is very complex.

The old people in the village talked about the spies at that time.

Jishan Province

It is located in the northeast and was the first to fall.

The Japanese stationed the largest number and established the puppet Manchukuo.

But here, the anti-Japanese coalition's underground activities are also the most frequent.

Countless benevolent and righteous people came one after another and sacrificed their lives for the final victory of the War of Resistance. It can be said that they threw their heads and blood to die.

Among them, there are also various bandits who have dominated the mountain since the beginning of the warlords' melee.

Because it is easy to defend but difficult to attack, with only one entrance and exit, the Hushantun area used to be a famous bandit den.

"Master Ninth, are you saying that the dead one might be a bandit?"

"Who was the person who killed him? Was he a spy?"

A large group of people gathered together to listen to the story told by the oldest man in the village.

The cordon has not been lifted yet, and police say it will take a few days.

The villagers couldn't build the road, so they all came to gossip about the bones.

Mr. Jiu is 82 years old this year.

In this era where food and clothing are scarce and the average life expectancy is no more than 50 years old, the elderly live a long life.

Although Mr. Jiu is thin and has poor legs and feet, he has no serious problems and is in very good health.

He knocked the old cigarette pot in his hand on the armrest of the recliner before speaking slowly.

"Yes."

"There are good and bad bandits. Underground parties and bandits will occasionally unite to fight Japanese ambush. What's that called?"

Wang Fenfen shouted loudly: "To resist Japan, we must unite all forces that can be united!"

"Yes, that's it."

Mr. Jiu's smoke pot lit up in the air.

Wang Fenfen raised her chin at Ji Qingran proudly.

"Stop nagging and keep listening."

"We ordinary people occasionally go up the mountain in the dead of night."

"What are you going to do?

? Just to collect the bodies of the heroes killed by the Japanese! "

“At that time, the underground party had a policy that if someone was found to be one of theirs, they would report it to the village, and they would have someone in charge of this matter.”

"If a body like this is still here but buried, it's probably a bandit."

All the villagers present cheered.

It turned out to be the case.

Zhou Andong, wearing casual clothes, was also standing not far away.

"Don't tell me, I think the old man's speculation is quite reasonable."

Qiao Lesheng next to him nodded.

"Master Ninth, don't talk about bandits! He is already dead. Talk about secret agents!"

Children in the village like to listen to stories, and their favorite is the story about spying.

There are many in the original memory.

Ji Qingran thought that it might be because of the special geographical location of Jishan Province.

"My master has already told you the story of the secret agent."

"But, there's something you may not know."

"More than ten years ago, a senior official in Beijing lost his child near our county and sent people to search everywhere."

"The person who helped with the search asked, how did the girl get lost in the first place?"

"The senior official said that he accidentally lost the child in order to clean up the spies lurking in our area."

"Look at it this way, it's been almost 20 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the spies haven't stopped yet!"

"Ninth Master," Wang Fenfen asked, "did the senior official finally find his daughter?"

"Found it," Master Ninth took a puff of cigarette before continuing: "It's lucky that the child was picked up and adopted and survived."

that's it?

"But," the Ninth Master changed the topic, "the key point of this matter lies behind!"

Mr. Jiu successfully

It whetted the appetite of the whole village.

"A few days after the man left, the county sent people to investigate again and inquire about this high-ranking official."

"It's a lie to say that this person is a spy!"

The old book has been completed. Little cuties are welcome to collect and read it.