snow corpse

And the floating, graceful breath...

"Yes! I found a clue!!"

Fang Mu's sudden utterance startled everyone. He didn't care about the expressions on the faces of those people. He jumped out of the bed, put on his shoes, pushed the door and ran out. When he crossed the door, he staggered and almost fell down the steps. I didn't care that much.

Qin Ming was the first to follow, and then Lin Tao ran out in a hurry. Li Dabao comforted Han Ningye and told him to wait at home, and ran towards the three of them after speaking.After following for a while, she realized that the road was actually leading to a mass grave!Her heart trembled, and her pace quickened a lot.

Fang Mu ran to the mass grave in a hurry, his fists were clenched tightly, and his joints were white.The pain in the back of his head caused him to feel dizzy, almost dizzy, and he tripped over the dead branches under his feet several times, but it was Qin Ming who couldn't see it and rushed up from behind to pull his armrest When he pulled him up from the ground, he didn't even say thank you, he waved Qin Ming away with his backhand and rushed forward.

Qin Ming frowned, and followed Fang Mu up with a frosty face. Although he didn't know what Fang Mu had discovered, judging from his agitated behavior, it would definitely not be a trivial matter.

When Fang Mu saw the almost familiar cemetery, his legs went limp, and his eyes were black and white like a TV with poor signal, and he almost fell to the ground. He closed his eyes and took a few breaths to feel better.Panting heavily, he came to the monument where he was knocked out in his memory.

It was an unusually ordinary stele in this cemetery, with stones of the same material, inscriptions of the same pigment, and the same mottled marks.

And the undisguised front of this stele is the fresh traces of the soil being turned over.

"right here!"

Qin Ming followed, and after a cursory glance, he knew that this was probably the place where Fang Mu said the corpse was buried, but he seemed to be looking for something else...

where... where? !

Fang Mu hooked his body and searched for it. He brushed away the burnt yellow paper and ghost coins with his hands without being too dirty. They stuck together, and then were torn apart by a hand.

"What are you looking for?"

"Where...where..." Fang Mu didn't hear Qin Ming's words at all. He carefully searched the ground in front of the monument, not letting go of an inch of dust or a leaf, "Where...where is it?" !"

until--

Fang Mu's eyes suddenly glanced at an inconspicuous thing in the cemetery at the corner of the tombstone.

"found it!"

The crushed maroon mouth was still clinging to fine dust.

It was a cigarette butt.

"Why, a cigarette holder that can be seen everywhere is worth making a fuss about?" Lin Tao caught up from behind, poked his head and took a look.

"This is not an ordinary cigarette holder!" Fang Mu said coldly, "Although people will come here to worship ancestors on festivals and death days, most of the paper money and firecrackers used to burn paper money and firecrackers are cigarette butts. But this one..."

"Too new."

6.2

"Yes." Fang Mu nodded, "Although this root has been kicked out by someone's feet, and there is a lot of dust on it, it is still relatively new. It has not been wet by snow, and there is no dust on it. It should be a long time ago. left before."

"Then what does that have to do with the case?"

"It seems that it doesn't matter, but what if I say... I smelled a little smoke after I passed out last night?"

Everyone present was shocked!

What does smelling smoke mean?The murderer must have been a smoker and had smoked that night!This made the police's search area suddenly narrow. This village has only a few hundred people. Although it is not easy to investigate, it is not that difficult.

"We can detect the murderer's DNA through the saliva on the cigarette filter!" Li Dabao was so excited that he almost jumped up. Lin Tao also took out his mobile phone and planned to call the police stationed at the foot of the mountain. His hands were trembling with joy.

"It's too late," Fang Mu stopped Lin Tao, "Don't hit me yet. I'm sure to find the murderer before the DNA test!"

"Yes, Fang Mu!" Li Dabao thumped him on the shoulder, "So, it seems that we can go home tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"

"Brother Bao, you're trying to kill Fang Mu!" Li Dabao didn't care how hard he hit, and beat Fang Mu so hard that he almost fell to his knees. Fortunately, Lin Tao was standing behind him so that he wouldn't fall to the ground.Lin Tao supported Fang Mu, and recalled the weight in his hand just now, "Although Fang Mu is thin and thin, it is quite heavy."

"For sure," Li Dabao looked sideways, "at least he was trained in the police academy. How can you be a policeman without a few pieces of flesh?"

Fang Mu grinned, and then said seriously, "Although I already know who the murderer is, there is still a lack of evidence. It may take some time to arrest the suspect."

Li Dabao had no doubts about him, Lin Tao had no opinion, and Qin Ming remained silent.

Lin Tao first took a picture of the cigarette holder with his mobile phone, and then threw the cigarette holder into the evidence bag.He picked up a corner of the evidence bag with two mobile phones and took a closer look. There was a logo around the filter of the squashed cigarette holder. He squinted his eyes to tell, "It's Yunyan."

"Aren't you a non-smoker?" Li Dabao was very surprised when he saw that he could distinguish the type of cigarettes at a glance, "How come you even know what kind of cigarette it is?"

Lin Tao exclaimed, "It's written on it." Li Dabao rolled his eyes when he heard that, he really overestimated his IQ!

"In this case, the good show is about to begin."

"Hey, old Li, as usual, come pack some cigarettes!"

"Okay." The middle-aged man sitting in front of the counter peeling edamame wiped his hands with a rag, then pushed open the glass on the counter and took a pack of cigarettes, "Have you become addicted recently?"

"There's been a lot of things lately," the visitor took out a ten-yuan cigarette from his trouser pocket, and said with a grin, "I don't feel at ease if I don't smoke a cigarette."

"Hey, let me ask you," the middle-aged man threw the money into the drawer, mysteriously, and his rough voice was lowered a few times, "how are the policemen at the village chief's house?"

"What's the matter?" The visitor was startled by the question, and even froze in the movement of tearing open the cigarette pack.

"That's, that murder case!" The shop owner trembled when he thought of it. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, it was almost spread in the village. It's a murderous demon who can tear people apart! "What's the matter? Has the murderer been caught?"

The visitor took a cigarette plug from the cigarette case and held it in his mouth, squinted his eyes and took out a plastic lighter from his trouser pocket, pressed the cigarette a few times and lit it, took a breath before answering, "I said, Why do you care about so many things? Open your shop honestly, the murderer can't just drag you out of the shop in broad daylight, right?"

"It's okay if you don't talk about it," Lao Li sighed, "I haven't dared to go out to play mahjong these few days at night, hey - it's strange for you to say, I didn't think there were any mahjong in this village before. What, now this, what is this, oh yes, murder!"

Lao Li slapped his head, "Once this murder case comes out, I'll feel terrified even if I go out during the day."

The visitor grinned and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if I haven't done anything wrong. Old Li, you're guilty."

"Why am I guilty!" Lao Li squinted his eyes and said angrily, then rubbed his stubbled chin with his hand that had peeled edamame, "Am I worried?! Have you found out the identities of the two people involved in the accident? ? Is it from our village?"

"It's from our village and you haven't come to claim it?"

"That's weird," Lao Li was thinking about why this was so wrong, "Hey—you said, these two dead people are not from our village, so what are the people and the police doing if they don't leave our village? "

"What are you talking about?" The man picked his ears impatiently, "The person who died was not from our village, but he didn't say whether the murderer was from our village! Longpan City is so big, no matter what you say, it's better than staying in our village." Isn’t this village strong? Besides, the police are so busy, there are so many things going on down the mountain, and you are full of food every day, let you stay here in Xiaopo Village! This means that the murderer was not caught, and if he was caught, he would not shoot him. Ass go away?"

Lao Li's face immediately changed when he heard this. The village president is so big that he usually looks down and doesn't look up. On the surface, he greets each other with a smile. Which family quarrels loudly at night all know.Every now and then, someone would make some zongzi for Chinese New Year and made some moon cakes. Most of the neighbors and folks would give some as well.But he also knew that it was just a superficial phenomenon, and he really didn't know about the flamboyant intestines in everyone's stomach.

Seeing that Lao Li's face was livid, the man smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I made a mistake in what I said. I frightened you, and I apologize to you. But people's hearts are far away, so you always pay attention to yourself."

After the man finished speaking, he stuffed the cigarette in his pocket and left. Lao Li stood alone in front of the counter like a wooden stake. He picked up a rag on the side and wiped the glass cabinet again and again, his fingers were clearly trembling.

Lao Li put the rag aside, and sat down to peel the beans again. He is timid by nature, and he has never done anything wrong in his life, and he has never seen the big world. It's terrible to encounter a murder case, and it's not peaceful day and night.Lao Li shook his hands, and two edamame slipped out from between his fingers.He lowered his head to pick it up, and when he looked up, he found someone had entered the store.

It's a new face.He is tall and has a mustache.

There are many new faces in the village. Every year, Han Weina Forest Farm will come to many people from the bottom of the mountain, loggers or watching wood loading and so on. There is only a grocery store like Lao Li in this village, and all the things are in his place.