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Rushing to the cemetery with chaotic emotions, the two of Xia Qing surprised the few people who were here.

Xiao Zhang was taking photos around the cemetery with his mobile phone to collect clues, and looked at Xia Qing in confusion: "Officer Zheng, why are you here? What happened?" Since Zheng Jing's expression was bad, Xiao Zhang also followed tense up.

"It's fine for the time being." Zheng Jing looked around, and there were several grave mounds that could be seen from far and near, which seemed to be the traditional burial place in the village. The bugs and rat corpses should all be dead.

Except for the village head and Xiao Zhang, no one else was there.

"Did Xia Qing come with you?" Zheng Jing was silent for a while, then walked to Xiao Zhang and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Zhang shook his head: "No, I paid attention to where she came from, and there was no one there." He wanted to ask if Xia Qing had disappeared, but Zheng Jing quickly interrupted him.

"Where did that go?" Zheng Jing muttered in a low voice, looking at the abnormal scene in front of her, she knew that she had to put personal matters aside, she observed every move of the village chief from the corner of her eye, and asked Xiao Zhang at the same time, "Any clues here?"

"I collected some samples and plan to send them back for testing to study the cause of death of these grass insects." Xiao Zhang reported truthfully, "The weather has been pretty good these two days, and you can see footprints nearby, and there are some strange marks over there." He While talking, he turned out the phone photo album, and pointed to two traces that looked like something had been scratched by something twenty or thirty centimeters across. The traces were about ten centimeters wide, and the parts that were not connected before and after were not in a straight line.

The picture on the mobile phone is small and not clear enough. Zheng Jing glanced at the village chief and saw that he was squatting silently in front of the tombstone and sorting it out a little bit. She explained to Xiao Zhang: "Be optimistic about the situation of the village chief and pay attention to your words and deeds." ."

After that, she walked to the strange trace and observed it carefully.

There are several traces, and the lengths of the intervals between the front and back are different, ranging from one meter to several meters.

Zheng Jing squatted down and looked at every trace carefully, and suddenly found something small, and immediately took out her mobile phone to take a few photos.

Back in front of the tombstone, Zheng Jing looked at the village chief who had just stood up, thought for a while and asked, "Village chief, according to the investigation, you and the two deceased, and this is a good brother who grew up together?"

The village chief paused, nodded, and sighed: "At that time, there were only four boys of our age in the village. Naturally, we played together and sworn brothers like in operas." All of these have information, and people in the village know Not a lot, and the village chief couldn't hide it.

As soon as the village head raised her head to speak, Zheng Jing immediately noticed that the village head's eyes were dark and black. It wasn't so obvious the day she first came.

From the looks of it, the village chief didn't sleep well last night - or hardly at all.

Zheng Jing kept this point in her heart, and immediately asked the second question: "Then, do the four of you have any grudges against anyone?"

As soon as these words came out, the village head almost raised his head suddenly, and stared at Zheng Jing with wide eyes, and there was a shock in his eyes that could not be concealed immediately.

At the same time, Xia Qing was arriving in front of an ordinary residential building, and there was a cry of pain from one person in the room, accompanied by the sound of another person's urging and hurrying.

Chapter 52 The Bridge of Flesh ([-])

"Hey, why is it so many days in advance, and the bridge looks like that now!" An elderly aunt hurried over with the help, and was taken aback when she saw Xia Qing standing at the door, "Who are you?"

"Just passing by." Xia Qing replied simply, getting out of the way.

There were two lives hanging in the house, big and small, and the aunt didn't have time to say more, so she rushed into the house.

The house belonged to the "fourth" daughter-in-law, and I don't know if she was frightened. When she came out of the village chief's house, she felt a dull pain in her stomach.

By the time Xia Qing arrived, she had been in pain for almost an hour.

"Difficult labor, go, go and bring over the stewed old chicken soup in our house, and give her a few sips." The voice of the old woman came from the house.

After a while, a middle-aged woman came out of the house. Seeing that Xia Qing was still outside, she was stunned, but she still hurried towards the house on the diagonal.

Xia Qing looked up at the roof of this room, an old woman in earth-colored clothes was squatting there lightly, her hands and feet looked weirdly short, she was burying her head on the roof and facing down, as if she was watching The situation in the house.

The old woman held a ball of red thread in her hand, and one end of the ball of red thread went into the roof.

Suddenly, with a smile on her face, the old woman lifted up the ball of red thread suddenly, and there was a much more tragic cry from the room, but at the end of the cry, it was obvious that she was exhausted.

This cry of pain seemed to please the old woman, she covered her mouth and laughed a few times, and continued to look at the situation inside.

Xia Qing's eyes were fixed, and she was sure that in the room she couldn't see, the red thread had already penetrated into the mother's mouth.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded, Xia Qing looked over there, and unexpectedly saw Zheng Jing and several people rushing over here.

Seeing Xia Qing, Zheng Jing paused, and then speeded up to Xia Qing's side, but was interrupted by a cry of pain in the room just as she was about to speak.Zheng Jing turned her head to look at the room: "This is...?"

"Have a baby." Xia Qing replied lightly, without giving Zheng Jing a chance to express her feelings, "Officer Zheng also came to see the baby?"

"..." Zheng Jing's eyes twitched, and she took a deep breath before shaking her head, "It's related to the case, is the person who gave birth in the morning?"

"Probably." Xia Qing shrugged, watching the person who brought the soup carefully bring the soup over, she was startled by the extra people in front of the room.

At this time, the village chief who was watched by Xiao Zhang also rushed over, and when he heard the movement in the house, his anxious expression was beyond words: "Officer, this, this is..."

"Village chief, she gave birth prematurely, and my fourth aunt said it was a dystocia." The woman serving the soup replied, hurried into the house, and closed the door.

The village chief trembled, a complicated look flashed across his face, and finally he slapped his leg: "What a crime!"

"Officer Zheng, the equipment here is so simple, and there is a possibility of two dead bodies inside. If I have a way to make the people inside give birth smoothly, I just need you to do a little thing, will you do it?" Xia Qing seemed to be in a good mood suddenly Got up, and said a long paragraph to Zheng Jing with a half-smile.

Zheng Jing was taken aback, feeling that this was not a good thing.

But before Zheng Jing could speak, the village chief who heard what Xia Qing said clearly rushed over: "What should I do?!"

Xia Qing didn't answer, she just took a step back and distanced herself from the village head, and glanced at Zheng Jing who was aside, happy to see her tangled expression.

The village chief noticed this, and hurriedly turned to Zheng Jing, and grabbed her arm: "Officer Zheng, please save her, she is the last blood of the fourth family!"

Just a while ago, the son and grandson of the fourth child drowned in an accident near the bridge, leaving only the pregnant daughter-in-law.

"As long as the mother and child are safe, I will say anything!" The village head almost regarded Zheng Jing as the last straw, "The retribution for that incident should be retribution on us, and it has nothing to do with the children!"

Hearing what the village chief said, Zheng Jing knew that her guess was close.But saving people is the most important thing now. Looking at Xia Qing, she had a rough guess about what Xia Qing would say in her heart: "What do I need to do?"

Xia Qing evoked a smile, and her eyes fell on the room: "Find a sharp knife, cut a knife in the void above the parturient's head, and immediately put an umbrella on top of the parturient's head."

Zheng Jing felt that she was almost getting used to Xia Qing's superstitious talk from time to time.

The problem is, although this statement is superstitious, it is clear that the village head has already believed it.Facing the village chief who was about to kneel down and beg, Zheng Jing suddenly felt like breaking a jar.

"Okay, I'll go."