in the dark

Seeing that he didn't answer, Song Nan'an continued to ask in another way, "Are you going to throw this?" He pointed to a dark mass on the ground that had been burned so hard to distinguish its shape.

The man's expression revealed that he was very scared now, and his eyes were fixed on the black unknown object on the ground.

Song Chan picked up a branch from the side of the road and poked lightly on the black mass. Although it had been burned into a pile of black charcoal, it could be seen from the general outline that it should be a cat or a dog. Because at this time they can still clearly see that there are four protruding slender sections on this mass of things, which seem to be four legs.This kind of four-legged animal that can be kept at home in a small town is nothing more than a cat or a dog.

The man trembled slightly and nodded, he glanced over and did not dare to look at Song Nan'an.

Song Nan'an continued to ask, "What is this? A cat?" In order to get the answer from the person in front of him who seemed unable to answer the question, he tried his best to ask the question in more detail, just nodding or shaking his head True or False.

"Dog... Da Hua." The man showed an aggrieved expression again, "Da Hua, Da Hua, is dead." He spoke intermittently, with the hand beside him waving involuntarily.

Hearing the man say a dog, Song Chan put down the branch in his hand, "Is such a small one a dog? I thought it was a cat!"

"Dog... dog." The man continued to murmur, as if his consciousness was not very clear.

Just as the two were about to continue asking, suddenly, a middle-aged man walked out of the alley on the left, looking aggressive.

"What are you doing!" The middle-aged man, who looked to be in his 50s, had a beard and shouted in a rough voice, "What are you trying to do to my son?" It was all indiscriminate.

Song Chan turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and then glanced at the idiot who was cowering and crouching on the ground. It was so fucking real. The two of them surrounded him alone, and the only one who was surrounded was still squatting low on the ground. Shaking his head non-stop, his father must have thought his silly son was being bullied when he saw him like this.

But at this moment, he really wanted to swear that he didn't do any bullying other than tugging the idiot's back collar and making a louder voice.Of course, it is even more impossible for Song Nan'an to have one.

Xu Shi heard a familiar voice. The stupid man who was squatting on the ground stood up abruptly, muttering something in his mouth and wanted to run towards the middle-aged man. He moved a lot, and squatted on the ground with him to ask questions. Song Nan'an was very close to him, and was bumped by his sudden standing up.

Fortunately, the reaction was quick enough, and Song Nan'an stretched out his hand to stabilize his body with a pestle on the ground.

Standing aside and seeing the whole process, Song Chan immediately wanted to swear, and finally saw that Song Nan'an was fine before he was forced to hold back.

Song Nan'an stood up and gave Song Chan a wink, then walked to the charred body of the dog.

Song Chan understood, and said in the usual tone: "Just now we saw your son holding this black ball and didn't know where he was going. When we were walking, we didn't see two of us so big that we bumped into each other accidentally on the road. We are just trying to help him up." The whole story is a lie, but fortunately Song Chan has mastered kung fu, and there is no need to draft it now.

Apart from him and Song Nan'an, there was only one idiot left in the party, and the truth could not be told with one mouth. Anyway, no matter what they said, idiots would not refute it.

The man glanced at his son, he was not sick or injured, he was in good condition, except that his clothes were a little wrinkled, and there seemed to be no signs of being bullied.

Knowing that he had misunderstood, the middle-aged man's expression softened, and his eyebrows were no longer tightly frowned, "Then... I'm sorry to cause you trouble." His son still has a good idea of ​​what his son usually looks like.

The face-changing was really quick, Song Chan sneered secretly, there is a saying, only the most aggressive when yelling, only the most cowardly when apologizing.

"It's all right!" Song Chan waved his hands with a smile, and then asked seemingly casually: "Your son...is..." He didn't directly say the idiot, after all, the truth is right in front of him. It can be seen, and this is not what he really wants to know, but he just wants to use this topic to lead to other things.

The middle-aged man in front of him sighed, protected his son behind his back and said: "Life is hard, I got sick when I was young, and then I just didn't get better."

Song Chan showed a sympathetic expression in cooperation, secretly thinking about how to change the topic to the dead dog on the ground.

Song Nan'an, who had been silent for a long time, saw that Song Chan hadn't gotten to the point, so he suddenly pointed to something on the ground and asked, "Is this your thing? This is what he was going to throw away just now."

As soon as the words fell, except for the foolish son, everyone's eyes were on the ground.

"This was born by my bitch. Six of them were born a few days ago, and all five were given away. I didn't expect that the only one left accidentally got into the kiln last night. The temperature is more than 1000, the kiln It became like this from the start." The man sighed heavily as he spoke, "It's also our fault that we didn't put him in prison, otherwise he wouldn't have died."

Song Nan'an had doubts in his heart, and asked knowingly, "Yaozi?"

The man explained: "Our family has a kiln for firing ceramics. The temperature is very high all day and night."

"In your town——" before the words finished, the fool began to pull the middle-aged man's clothes, he looked very irritable, and kept stomping his feet while talking, like a willful child: "Family... Home... go back!"

"I'm sorry, he's in a bad mood today, and he can still do some simple things." The man said apologetically, "I'll take him back first."

It's not easy to force people to stay, Song Nan'an nodded and watched the two leave.

Seeing the two walking away, Song Chan kicked the charred dog corpse on the ground that had not been taken away, and asked abruptly: "Is this how the child was burned to death?" Many clues seemed to be pointing to each other The land is connected in series, even Song Chan, who is not flexible enough, can see some tricks.

"Yes." Song Nan'an nodded, "Yaozi is the most accessible killing place in this town. Basically, every household has one. Even if something that shouldn't be burned is burned, no one will notice."

"From the current situation, how he died is no longer important, what matters is why he died." Song Nan'an's tone paused, "We must know what the murderer's motive is, only in this way can we further narrow the scope."

Just as he was talking, the phone in Song Chan's pocket vibrated, and He Yang called.

"We have already finished asking the other three people in private. They have covered all aspects of the child, but they haven't talked about the method of using fire." He Yang spoke quickly: "But it's not like there's nothing wrong with it." I found out that everyone’s family is very poor, and we stuffed a lot of red envelopes along the way, like leeches, and they don’t even blink when they take money from people!” The routine used on both sides is the same.

"Have they heard of the use of fire?"

"I asked, I have never used it and I have never heard of it." He Yang sighed, "What do you mean by asking this in private? If it's not that the murderer has an accomplice in the hold, why should I be so aggrieved? Just take them one by one to the police station and question them thoroughly from head to toe, I don't believe I can't find out why!" The other end was angrily.

Song Nan'an was thinking about something, holding up his mobile phone and letting He Yang play alone.

Suddenly, a woman with short hair and neutral dress came not far away. She lowered her head and walked to the two of them. She silently picked up the dustpan that had fallen on the ground and began to pick up the dead dog on the ground.

The air seemed to have stagnated.

The stunned Song Chan suddenly realized, and shouted inexplicably, "Hey—wait." They haven't said they don't want this thing yet, how could they allow anyone to come out and take it away as soon as they say it.

Maybe this is the only clue!Don't look at it as just a puppy that was accidentally burned to death, at least it died in the same way as the two deceased in this case!Just now he was thinking about whether to pack it up and take it to the police station to show He Yang!

The woman looked like she was in her twenties, she was startled by Song Chan's loud voice, she stopped what she was doing and looked at him tremblingly.

"Who are you?" Song Chan rolled his eyelids, feeling a bit of ruffian in him.

"I... am the daughter of that family just now." The woman's voice was very thin, "My father asked me to clean up here. This... this is our family's dog."

Song Chan sorted out the relationship in his heart, the daughter of that family?Is that the fool's older sister or younger sister?No matter how he looks, he looks like a bully, and he trembles when he speaks.

"It's your dog, that's right——" Song Chanzai looked at her carefully, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the bruises on her arm, feeling suspicious, and hurriedly cut off the conversation and asked, "What's the matter with your arm?" The last case is still fresh in his memory, mainly because the injured left hand has been reminding him that now when he sees bruises on a woman's body, he will reflexively think it is domestic violence.

The woman shrank her arms, "No...it's okay, I did it by accident."

Why did you hide by accident!There must be ghosts!Song Nan'an stepped in front of the woman with a big stride, grabbed her arm and inspected suspiciously, without realizing that his behavior had touched the boundary between men and women.What's more, it's someone you just met for less than 10 minutes.

"What are you doing?" Song Nan'an hung up the phone and looked at Song Chan, as if He Yang's noisy voice was still lingering in his ears.

Song Chan hurriedly shook off the woman's hand, "She belongs to that idiot's family just now, and she said she wanted to take the dog away! I think it's because of large bruises on her arms... that's why." It's so smooth, I never imagined that one day I will be asked so much that I don't know how to answer.

On second thought, no!How did he make himself look like he stole the fish, he didn't know anything, he was afraid of a fart!

Song Nan'an glanced at Song Chan, then looked at the woman: "What do you want to do?"

"Throw...throw it into the trash can."

"Then you can put it here, we will throw it for you."

The woman looked at Song Nan'an timidly, then walked away quickly in silence.

"She has a lot of injuries on her arms, as if she has been beaten." Song Chan emphasized.

"Need to check." Song Nan'an's tone was very light, and he gave Song Chan a sad look after speaking.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Song Chan asked boldly.

"Everyone in this town is suspected."

"I know."

"Avoid suspicion, you know?"

Song Chan: "..." It was just an armshake, big brother, what position are you standing on to control me?

Call He Yang again.

Song Chan held the phone and followed Song Nan'an's request: "Hello!"

On the other end of the phone: "What?"

Song Chan heard He Yang's chuckle.Laugh, laugh, isn't he dealing with a serious case? Is this person out of his mind that he has to laugh to tease himself every time he answers a phone call.

"I'll send you the location. A dog was burned to death where we are standing now. You can take it to the police station for forensic research." Song Chan said in a very aggressive tone.

"Dog?" He Yang made an unbelievable voice: "I'm so busy that you still joke with me, but did you just tease you a few times, brother, can you be more open-minded?"

"I--"

Song Nan'an took the phone away and put it to his ear, concise and clear: "I'll give you the address, I'll send someone over right away." He said and hung up.

"Hey——" He Yang only realized when he heard Song Nan'an's voice, is there really such a miserable dog?Before he finished, the phone was disconnected.But even if there is, the forensic doctor has not even finished studying the two charred corpses, so how can there be free time to study dogs!

Song Chan asked, "Where are we going now?"

"have lunch."

Song Chan nodded, remembering something, took out the red ribbon and a piece of paper with scriptures from his pocket and handed them to Song Nan'an, "You keep these things yourself, if you lose them, I will pay for them." I can't." At any rate, it can be regarded as the reward he got after performing a play, and keeping it in his pocket can't maximize its value, whether it is useful or not, at least let Song Nan'an take a look at it first.

Song Nan'an took it, and glanced back and forth at the red ribbon.The ribbon was very clean, and besides some incomprehensible runes, there was also a small lotus flower drawn on it. After looking at the ribbon, I glanced at the folded yellowed paper, there were many typefaces on it.

He unfolded the paper, and the small and elegant handwriting came into view - if there are women, hold this dharani; they will all achieve success, and men and women will be in their womb; Anyin's womb will grow, and everyone will be happy when they are born.

The footsteps stopped, and Song Chan looked at Song Nan'an who was behind him without knowing it.

"What's wrong?" Song Chan leaned over.

"Woman, An Le, Fetus, Tuo." Song Nan'an frowned, picked out a few words and read them out.

"Is this what is printed on the pendant?" Song Chan asked in disbelief.At first, when he took the piece of paper from the old woman, he just glanced at it casually, completely oblivious to the fact that there was such a clear clue on it.

Song Nan'an ordered in a deep voice: "Take a photo and send it to He Yang. Make another call and tell him to bring someone to wait at the entrance of the town after lunch."

"it is good!"