God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

The man in front of him was held up without any reaction, his head was tilted to one side, his face was pale and bloodless, and the exposed skin on his forehead, cheeks, and neck was covered with large corpse spots, which had already turned a light brown.

He Yingying gasped, her eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, she struggled violently almost unconsciously.

"Now, the ceremony begins, the bride and groom are ready—" With a long cry, He Yingying was dragged to the side of the dead man by two big men, who forcibly pressed her shoulders and pressed her to the ground.

"Don't, don't! I don't want to marry him! He's dead! I don't want to marry a dead man!" He Yingying stretched all her strength to lift up from the ground, and she was pushed down by the big man immediately after lifting three points.

"Pray to heaven and earth!" Xi Po shouted, and two big men immediately grabbed He Yingying's head and pressed it down violently.

The dead man next to him was also kowtowed in the same way.

"Second obeisance to the high hall!" Xi Po yelled again, and He Yingying was pulled up from the ground and forced to turn around in a circle.

In front of them was the old couple sitting on the grand master's chair. They had sad faces and tears in their eyes. They didn't seem to be half happy because of their son's wedding, and what they had was just grief over losing their son.

Looking at the strange "father-in-law" in front of her, and the man beside her who had no signs of life, He Yingying felt that she couldn't turn her head anymore, a strong sense of fear invaded her, and her palms were icy cold.

She knew that she was sold by her parents, but she never thought that she was sold to a... dead person.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!" A desperate cry came, and He Yingying was lifted from the ground again by two big men.

The man in front of him with a pale face covered with corpse spots was dragged slowly to He Yingying. Looking at his face closely, it was even more terrifying and strange.

He Yingying shook her head vigorously, and retreated with all her strength, but because of the tall man holding her, He Yingying couldn't move at all, and could only let them hold her head, feeling extremely panicked and humiliated with the person in front of her. The man paid his respects.

"Send it to the bridal chamber—!"

Hearing this cry, He Yingying finally fell into a complete collapse. Her strength seemed to be pulled away in an instant, and she could only stare helplessly at the "father-in-law" walking in front of her with big eyes.

The "mother-in-law" held a pair of scissors in her hand. She walked tremblingly in front of her son, cut off a handful of his hair, tied it with red thread, and finally touched his son's face full of corpse spots lovingly:

"Dear mother, if you need anything down there, entrust it to me in your dream, and I will definitely burn it to you."

After finishing speaking, she turned around slowly, still holding the pair of scissors in her hand, and walked slowly in front of He Yingying.

"You, you, it is your blessing to marry into our family. You must take good care of my son, do you hear me?"

He Yingying almost fell into a semi-faint state due to extreme panic, but when she saw the gloomy old woman in front of her, she woke up instantly.

Xi Po in the back waved her hand, and the teams on both sides picked up the suona. Soon, the piercing suona sound overwhelmed He Yingying's screams of despair.

The old woman pinched He Yingying's cheeks so hard that her knuckles turned pale.

Because of the severe pain, He Yingying had no choice but to open her mouth, and the old woman stuffed the hair tied with red string into her mouth, then picked up the red thread, threaded the needle, pinched He Yingying's mouth, and inserted the needle——

Even the sound of the suona breaking through the Three Realms could hardly conceal He Yingying's scream of pain, but there was only one cry, and soon there was only the sound of "woo woo" from the nasal cavity.

Wen Xichun suddenly opened his eyes wide, pushed open the door and rushed over, raising his hand to pull these people away to stop this absurd farce.

The hands passed through the bodies of several people, like passing through the air.

No matter how blatant Wen Xichun was, no one noticed him.

It turned out to be a dream.

Stitch after stitch, the beautiful red lips were pierced, and the bloody lips were covered with dense stitches, blood dripped down the chin, fell on the wedding dress, and fell to the ground.

"Sew your mouth shut, and don't talk nonsense when you get to Lord Yan." The old woman put her needle and thread away, her tone full of viciousness.

At this point, things are not over.

He Yingying was suddenly lifted up by two big men, and together with the dead man, they were put into two coffins in the center of the hall.

She struggled weakly, tears blurred her vision and washed the blood on her lips.

The two men held a wooden awl in each hand, pointed at He Yingying's shoulder and pierced it hard, and hammered hard twice with a chisel.

The pain blurred her consciousness, and He Yingying's neck was so painful that there were blue veins on her neck. She wanted to cry, but her mouth was tightly sewn up, and she could only whimper aloud from her nose.

Finally, the "mother-in-law" picked up a silver needle more than ten centimeters long, and the rough old hand groped a few times on the top of He Yingying's head. After finding the acupuncture point, she stabbed it hard——

The coffin board was slowly closed, the suona sound stopped abruptly, and a wedding ended.

Everyone faded away, leaving only the weak beating and painful whimpering in the coffin.

"Team Wen, Team Wen, wake up, you can easily choke when you sleep like this." A familiar voice came.

Wen Xichun woke up suddenly, his eyes widened for a moment, and his chest heaved up and down with his violent breathing.

In front of him was Huang Jiu's honest and funny face.

"What's the matter, are you having a nightmare?" Huang Jiu wiped his hands and looked at Wen Xichun curiously.

Wen Xichun looked around blankly, and found that it was still the familiar office. Only then did he realize that everything he experienced just now was just a dream of his own.

But it was so real, until now, it seems that He Yingying's desperate cry can still be heard.

"I dreamed of He Yingying."

Huang Jiu didn't know, so he asked, "Who?"

"The girl who was matched for a yin marriage, He Yingying."

It is really weird to say this sentence.

"Did she entrust your dream to avenge you?" Huang Jiu joked.

Wen Xichun stood up and took his coat: "Maybe."

After leaving this sentence, he walked out of the police station quickly.

****

The conference room of the General Bureau of Criminal Investigation——

"In the morning, the township police station in Chongmen Village called, and they basically had a clue about the investigation of nylon gloves. This is the purchase list they sent, but many people bought it and left without leaving their phone numbers or anything. Yes, however, it is worth noting that according to the boss’s recollection, a young man with a disabled leg who claimed to be from Chongmen Village bought this glove.”

Huang Jiu distributed the list to everyone present in the conference room.

"Ren Siyu..." Wen Xichun murmured the name softly.

It was the young man who came to deliver breakfast when he was borrowing from the ancestral hall of Chongmen Village, and the one who gave him money before leaving.

"Ren Siyu...?" Xiao Liu followed suit, "This name is so familiar."

Deputy Director Yu looked at the name and touched his chin thoughtfully: "I also feel familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere."

"This isn't it!" Xiao Liu slapped his head, "Isn't this the son of the former wife, who also has this name!"

"Duplicate name? Didn't □□'s son jump off the building together with him?" No matter how he thought about it, Deputy Director Yu felt that it was nonsense to be alive after jumping from more than ten floors.

"Furthermore, the village chief said that this young man is indeed a foreigner. He speaks standard Mandarin and doesn't behave like a person from that village. How can I say it? I think he should have read." Yao Jingrong turned the pen, "Check the information database Isn't it clear?"

Xiao Liu immediately opened his notebook, typed the word "Ren Siyu" in the archives, and then projected it on the big screen to compare the identity information one by one.

Sure enough, behind one of the photos of "Ren Siyu", I saw his personal information.

His father was indeed the ex-wife who fell from the building a few years ago.

"That's right, this is the young man we saw in Chongmen Village." Wen Xichun clicked on the photos.

"Fate is hard. He survived by jumping from more than ten floors. It seems that God doesn't want him to die." Huang Jiu said "tsk tsk" twice, "The former secretary made a lot of contributions to the city's development when he was alive. The son has accumulated virtue."

"Don't confuse the crowd." Yao Jingrong interrupted him, and pushed the computer to everyone to see, "The building they jumped off was a residential building, and there were balcony drying racks on many floors, which invisibly created a buffer for Ren Siyu. It's not impossible to survive, but I broke my leg."

The crowd nodded.

"The footprints we found on the bottom of the deceased's bed were in the shape of a single foot rubbing. It can be seen that the owner of the shoe prints had a disabled foot. Looking at the entire Chongmen Village, Ren Siyu was the only person with a disabled foot." Wen Xichun road.

"What if people from other places went to the village to kill people?"

"Don't be ridiculous." Wen Xichun said coldly, "The geographical environment of Chongmen Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides and a river on the other. A disabled person tried his best to cross the mountains and travel thousands of miles to Chongmen Village to kill people, and then tried his best to kill people in Chongmen Village. Are you planning to participate in the Paralympics next year when you leave Dashan?"

"I agree, it is very strange that the former son's son came to Chongmen Village. Maybe he wanted to go back to the mountains and not care about worldly affairs, but he didn't know where to go, but he went to such a complicated and difficult place. .” Xiao Liu said.

"And we later found a newly built stilted building at the end of the village, in which the bodies of the deceased's son and He Yingying were stored. Of course, He Yingying's body was carried away, and we also found this in the grass around the stilted building. There are footprints in the shape, so I suspect that it was Ren Siyu who carried He Yingying's body away."

Wen Xichun showed the photos to the police officers one by one.

"But what is he trying to do?" Huang Jiu didn't understand.

"It's definitely not for money. He doesn't even want the money I give him. That's another possibility." The dream of last night gradually emerged in Wen Xichun's mind.

"You mean...Ren Siyu and He Yingying might...he likes him?" Deputy Director Yu finally realized.

"We checked and found that Ren Siyu and He Yingying basically arrived at Chongmen Village at the same time, and the difference was only a few days."

"Oh~ I just said, how could the son of the **** be subdued in such a remote place, and feelings are still the seeds of infatuation."

Wen Xichun took a deep breath: "This is only a possibility, so I notified He Yingying's sister-in-law to come to the police station early in the morning, and I guess she will be there in a while."

Deputy Director Yu said "hmm" suspiciously: "Why didn't you find her brother?"

Huang Jiu couldn't help but let out a sneer: "Come on, it's just her brother, let's just treat him as dead."

After the meeting was over, just as they entered the office, Wen Xichun opened the window to get some air. As soon as he probed, he saw a thin woman standing at the gate downstairs of the General Bureau, pacing back and forth hesitantly.