Murder

Twelve Bridges Wedge

The mountains along the entire river line of the Yulan River are not high, except Chishen Peak.

Chishen Peak is under the jurisdiction of Rongqing City and is a famous mountain in Rongqing.Legend has it that when the ancient gods created the world, because of brothers fighting, they finally split a crack in the vast land, which was Yulan River.And that brother also has a sister, dressed in fiery red clothes, prostrating in the sky, begging the brothers to stop the slaughter and restore peace to the world.However, she could not plead, so she finally used all her power to seal the crack that was constantly cracking, and finally transformed into the highest and most beautiful mountain in the Yulan River Basin.

Although Rongqing City is adjacent to the river, it is close to the upper reaches of the Yulan River. The river is narrow, which is not conducive to sailing, so Rongqing's port is not climate friendly.However, Rongqing City is surrounded by great rivers and mountains, and the commerce on the river is far less prosperous than that on land.There is a tributary of Yulan River flowing through Rongqing City, called Fuyan River.Although Fuyan Creek is called a stream, its water surface is much wider than ordinary streams. There are twelve small arch bridges on the stream, which is a beautiful scene in Rongqing.

One early morning in May, the gates of the city were opened, and many merchants who were farming outside the city poured in.Fresh and tender green vegetables are transported into the city in flat baskets, ready to be brought to the market for sale.

There is still mist on the Fuyan River, and there are only a few people on the bridge.

The little boy who came to the market with his parents looked at the bridge, a little dazed.On the bridge stood a woman in red, motionless.

He turned around and tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes: "Mother, someone is looking at me over there."

Her mother hugged him in her arms, afraid of meeting Pai Huazi: "Where!"

The little boy pointed to the bridge.There was no one on the bridge.The woman thought it was Xiao Tong who was blinded by seeing it, and slapped him on the head: "Don't talk nonsense, eat your candy!"

The little boy took the candy and sucked it tastefully, watching his parents set up a small stall.The dewy vegetable leaves were green and tender, and the boy bent down and grabbed a fat caterpillar from the vegetable leaf.

"Throw it away." Father said, pointing to Fuyan Creek beside him.

The little boy took the worm to the stream and threw it into the water.The bug fell into the stream without a sound. The boy wanted to take a closer look, but he couldn't find any trace.

Instead, I saw a ray of red floating out of the water, swaying and swaying.

He looked up and found that the red was coming from under the bridge.

Under the moss-covered bridge are full of chubby stones, and a small person is lying on the stones, motionless.

The little boy looked at it for a long time, thinking that the child had fallen down, so he hurried to ask his parents for help.

The woman followed the sound, and her face suddenly turned pale after just one glance.The child was lying on the rocks and shallow water, his face was ashen, blood was gurgling from his mouth and nose, he was dying.

She was so frightened that she picked up her child and went with her husband to find the policemen who had just patrolled the street.Walking fast and anxiously, the woman hugged the little boy tightly in her arms, her heart was beating extremely fast, and cold sweat broke out on her back.

If I remember correctly, this is the third child in Rongqing City who died like this in recent days.

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· Twelve Bridges

It has been a month since Chi Yebai returned to Ying Bei She, the young master of Sima's family is worried every day, and even Ah Si and others are not safe.

"The young master has been watching the case in Xujia Town for a long time today." Ah Si sighed and said, "Because the young man who died in the murder case was named Xu Xiaobai, hey, how pitiful."

Song Beiyan looked at him: "Brother Ah Si, you are really free."

"I just came back from investigating the case outside, where am I free?"

"Gan Lingshi said that people who love to gossip are the most free. A busy person like Gan Lingshi doesn't even have time to listen to gossip." Song Beiyan said clearly, "Didn't you see Does Gan Lingshi look angry every time we gossip?"

Ah Si smiled: "What do you know! He likes to listen to gossip, but we are not willing to take him to talk."

Song Beiyan suddenly became interested, and put down the hammer in his hand: "Why why?"

"Gossip, it's not me, Brother Murong and you, it should be the gossip of everyone in this family. Although the gossip is often only related to my young master and young master Chi, everyone in this family can listen to it, and everyone can talk about it. ,right?"

Song Beiyan nodded repeatedly.

"But Gan Lingshi is different, he is too much." Ah Si seemed a little angry, and slapped Song Beiyan's shoulder hard, "He just listens, he doesn't talk!"

Song Beiyan: "???"

Ah Si: "You kid really doesn't understand. Gossip should be said and listened to together, so that you can feel like a group. For example, I told you today that my young master misses young master Chi, and I can't even eat. You can't eat it tomorrow. Tell me that Gan Lingshi also misses Master Chi, and the medicines are all wrong. This is called exchanging needs, right? You have my gossip, and I have your gossip, so we have friendship, right? In other words, I have gossiped about the young master, and you have also gonessip about the young master, if the young master really punishes us, we will be beaten together, right?"

Song Beiyan: "Gan Lingshi didn't miss Master Chi to the point where he even took the wrong medicine."

Ah Si: "Just a metaphor, you kid..."

Song Beiyan: "But I understand what you mean. If I still want to hear gossip between you and Brother Murong, I have to share some other gossip with you."

Ah Da was delighted: "Your child is really smart, that's the reason."

Song Beiyan was also very happy: "Then I understand."

Ah Si: "It's good if you understand. Just follow me to buy some melon seeds and pine nuts. Let's talk while eating."

Song Beiyan: "Brother Ah Si, I'm very busy. I have to go out with Gan Lingshi for an autopsy soon."

Ah Si was silent for a moment, sighed, bowed his head and left.

Song Beiyan continued to pound medicine, thinking about it while pounding, if Gan would like to share any gossip with Ah Si.

Ever since learning crafts from Gan Lelai, he has been told more than once, "If only you are as smart as Chi Yebai", "If you can remember as well as Chi Yebai", "If you are as good-looking as Chi Yebai, then alright".Gan Lele did not hide his appreciation and liking for Chi Yebai, and said the same in front of Sima Feng.

Song Beiyan went to the post-mortem with him more times, and she gradually became less afraid.The policemen around him and the members of Sima's family were very calm and serious, no one regarded those corpses as disgusting, and they all searched carefully, not missing a trace.

Song Beiyan had seen Bianjiang a few times after that, but he remembered this young and enthusiastic little policeman.At first, like him, Bian Jiang couldn't bear to look at those corpses, but after all, Bian Jiang was on patrol and couldn't leave the scene, so he resolutely moved the bedding to Yizhuang and the mass grave to guard for a few nights.It is said that after throwing up a few times, the courage will come out.

Gan Lele scoffed at the frontier's method, and only told Song Beiyan that after the corpse rotted, it became nutrients in the soil. Everything in the world is in this way, and the cycle is endless, so there is nothing to be afraid of.Song Beiyan munched on the braised pork with his eyes tightly closed, using his will to block Gan's willing words to describe the charred corpse.

After the powder was pounded, Gan Lele also got out of his room.

"Xiao Song, let's go."

"Where are you going?" Song Beiyan was taken aback.

"Didn't three beggars die outside the city? They seemed to have been whipped to death. The government asked the Sima family for help and wanted me to help with the inspection." Gan Le was very dissatisfied, "What's in your head? How much did you say?" I can't remember it every time, if you remember it like Chi Yebai, I don't have to talk about it every day."

Song Beiyan didn't dare to refute, she quickly packed up her things, and followed Gan Yue out.

The vegetation outside the city is luxuriant, it is the best time to grow, wild flowers and weeds are flourishing.

Bian Jiang and two police officers guarded the scene until Gan Yue and Song Beiyan passed by.

"Where's your work???" Gan Lele didn't like riding a horse, and ran all the way, panting and sweating profusely, "Who wants us to examine any dead people for you???"

The three police officers were very embarrassed: "The clerk in the mansion... quit his job two days ago. He said that the salary was too low to keep working. He is going to get married, and if he has a son in the future and wants him to study and take the imperial examination, that's okay. It’s not good to do this anymore.”

"If the wages are low, you can give them more money!" Gan Le took out gloves and various tools from the box angrily, "The job of being an official is inherently lowly, and future generations are not allowed to be officials. Who wants to do it."

Bian Jiang and the others kept making noises, but dared not refute.Song Beiyan suddenly felt a little funny, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, in exchange for a strange look from Bian Jiang.

The corpses of the three beggars were covered with welt marks, and the corpses were purple. Gan Le went over and over to examine them very quickly, and Song Beiyan also remembered them very quickly.

"This one died twelve hours ago, and these two died six hours ago. Two choked to death on vomit, and this one is a bit strange, he was whipped to death." Gan said willingly, "Three They were all very thin, with no signs of resistance on their hands and feet, but there were bruises on their wrists and ankles from being tied up with ropes..."

He remembers every sentence of Song Beiyan.Bian Jiang also had a notebook in his hand, and he was memorizing it quickly.

As the sun gradually set to the west, Gan Leyi picked a few grapefruit leaves around him and asked Song Beiyan to rub his hands.

"Okay, let's go back." He also rubbed his hands, saying goodbye to Bian Jiang and the others.

Bian Jiang pulled Song Bei and said, "Xiao Song, did you remember Brother Gan's autopsy records?"

Song Beiyan: "That's right."

Bian Jiang: "Can I borrow it to take a look?"

Song Beiyan: "That's not allowed. If you want to read it, you can come to us at home. This is Gan Lingshi's record. I just wrote it for him. I can't show it to you. You have to ask him."

On the way home, Gan Lexi praised Song Beiyan's words, and finally praised him.

Song Beiyan was a little happy. As he walked, he couldn't help asking Gan Leilei a question that he had always wanted to ask: "Gan Lingshi, actually, I think you can settle the case like Brother Sima and the others. You do it You did so well, just like you said just now that the three people were tied hands and feet and didn't resist, they were obviously held hostage and trapped, why don't you continue to deliberate a few more words?"

Gan willingly glanced at him: "A judgment is a judgment, and a work is a work. The two are different."

"There are similarities." Song Beiyan said.

"...You child, why are you so stupid?" Gan Lele simply hated iron and steel, "You think I'm good at performing autopsies, right? Do you know that Sima Feng can also do autopsies, and the master can also do autopsies? And The level is by no means below me? But why do you still let me go?"

Song Beiyan was taken aback: "I don't know."

"Because every job is different, people in different jobs see different things." Gan Lele said seriously, "Sima Feng and the master specialize in solving crimes, and they saw the scars on the corpse. What I think about is what kind of physique and strength the murderer has, why he used this method to injure others, what is going on in the murderer's mind, what kind of person the murderer might be, and what his next move might be. I specifically Injuries and autopsies, specializing in various types of poisons, I saw the scars on the corpse, I thought about how long it would take for the poison to take effect, when the medicine could be made, and why the two poisons were mixed It will have such an effect, why the corpse still hasn’t hardened even after an hour has passed? Is there any trick that I haven’t discovered that has affected my investigation?”

Song Beiyan was stunned when he heard this, and Gan Lele dragged him to the side of the road, when he was hit by a passing pedestrian.

"A person who does good work may not necessarily be able to solve cases. Similarly, a person who is particularly good at solving cases may not be able to do good work. There are 360 ​​lines in the world, and all lines seem to be the same, but the line The behavior is so different. The truth is not something that can be explained clearly overnight." Gan Le thought that he listened carefully, so he said it very seriously for the first time, "Xiao Song, you are still young, wait for you to learn more Some, you can know that each line is very deep, not as simple as it seems to laymen."

Song Beiyan nodded.

"I just think, Brother Sima and the others are so majestic, Gan Lingshi, you only do an autopsy, it's too...too..." Song Beiyan stammered, not daring to continue.He thought of what Bian Jiang said just now, that working as a servant in the government is indeed an extremely humble job, and there are really too few jobs in the world that can be respected as much as Gan Le is.

Gan Lele smiled, and slapped Song Beiyan hard on the back: "To solve the case, you have to go to the scene to investigate, go to the corpse, go to inquire about information, and go to arrest people. If you arrest someone, you have to write a pleading. To finalize the case, you have to be judged by the lord, and in the end you have to be sent to the cell and executed. Do you know what is the most important thing in this process?"

Song Bei said blessing to his heart: "It's an examination of the corpse!"

"That's natural. Without the autopsy, the police officers know how to investigate the case, what did he do to a corpse that can't say anything, right?" Gan Le said happily, with a little excitement on his face Hong said, "This business is considered lowly, but it has been achieved to the extreme, which is also extremely remarkable."

Song Beiyan was inexplicably encouraged by him, and nodded in agreement.

Gan Lele felt that this stupid little apprentice was very desirable and in a good mood, so he pulled Song Beiyan to take him to a stall to eat wontons.At this time, the sky had gradually darkened, and lights were raised everywhere in the streets and alleys to illuminate the few pedestrians on the street.The two were looking for a wonton stand when they heard the city gate creaking and closing slowly, followed by the rushing sound of horseshoes from the avenue.

"Gan Lingshi?"

The person on the horse had already passed Gan Yue and Song Beiyan, reined in their horses and turned back. Gan Yue squinted his eyes and found that this person was Ying Beishe's messenger.There was a majestic eagle on his shoulder, and from the contemptuous look in his eyes, he knew that Murong Hai must have trained it himself.

"What happened?" Gan Yue asked.

"This is the eagle of Rongqing City's sub-house, and it brought back a message." The young messenger cupped his hands and said quickly, "Rongqing has a big case, and it is being suppressed by the government over there. When people inquired about this, they thought it was unusual, so they sent a message back, and I will take it to Patriarch Sima to have a look."

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The following is a small theater that happened elsewhere that I forgot to post in the previous chapter. Those who have seen Jianghu can watch it.

Small theater (1)

Back then, the martial arts conference lasted for three days and three nights. Zheng Dayou and Qishu from the beggar gang led hundreds of gang members, and they fought with Feng Leizi from Wudang and Xinghai from Shaolin for three days and three nights. , Take a rest.

Zheng Dayou and Qishu came to the meeting just to fight.The beggar gang has no interest in the ownership of Xinjiabao, and only guards Fengleizi and Xinghai.

Fengleizi and Xinghai were beaten so angry by these shameless and lifeless beggars, they hurriedly settled the Xinjiabao matter, and ran away angrily.

Small theater (2)

Lin Shaoyi used sweet-scented osmanthus to entertain Sima Feng and Chi Yebai.

Li Yijin, who had been working on the river for a day, returned to the construction site to drink, but found that the sweet-scented osmanthus wine was gone.

Li Yijin was angry.

"There are not many sweet-scented osmanthus brews in the first place, and you still pretend to be generous."

"It's all friends, some wine, don't be too stingy."

Li Yijin became even angrier: "You said you would leave it to me."

Lin Shaoyi: "When did I say that?"

Li Yijin: "The fifteenth day of last month."

Lin Shaoyi: "Is there such a thing? Why can't I remember?"

Li Yijin said coldly: "You said a lot on the bed. Maybe you can't remember a single word."

Lin Shaoyi: "..."

Li Yijin: "Hmph."

A few days later, Ajia, who returned to the Shaoyi League from the construction site, couldn't wait to find Ayi.

Ah Jia: "Leader and Brother Li are fighting again."

Ah Yi: "Who will win this time?"

A Jia: "No one won, and the leader did not hold back. Oh my god, the fight was so dark. We were all dumbfounded."

Ah Yi: "Brother Li can't beat him?!"

Ah Jia: "I haven't fought. I don't know why Brother Li keeps laughing, and his hands soften when he smiles. Anyway, he can't fight."

The twins think this is very unusual and worth discussing and sharing with Shen Guangming and Shen Qing.