Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 129

"What else?" Zheng Qingshan had already begun to trust Liu Qiang.

"Xiuying knows who that man is. He's in the next village. Everyone calls him Gouwa. Gouwa still hides one of Xiuying's shoes. You can search for it."

Zheng Qingshan patted Liu Qiang's arm, "Stay here, little Liu Xiaowang, follow me."

……

In less than half an hour, the police car roared to Xialiu Village next door.

Many people gathered in front of Gouwa's house, and his nephew was wearing all white to receive the people.

Everyone was eating, and according to the procedure, the coffin had already been buried.

"Hey, Uncle Ni has been honest and responsible all his life. He didn't even marry a daughter-in-law, so he left as soon as he said it. What a fate."

"Yes, Uncle, everyone is buried in the ground. I hope he will have a good pregnancy in his next life."

……

Just as he was talking, several policemen walked in, and the one in front was Zheng Qingshan.

Gouwa's nephew came forward to greet him confusedly, "Comrade policeman, you are..."

"Your uncle is Wu You, whose nickname is Gou Wa?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"We suspect that he is related to a murder case 20 years ago, and now we are going to search."

Gou Wa's nephew stared wide-eyed, looking back at the black and white photos placed in the middle of the main room.

Immediately, the anger burned: "Comrade police, I don't want you to be so joking. My uncle just passed away last night and was buried in the ancestral grave this morning. He has no children or daughter-in-law all his life. To be honest, he has done his duty well. Why? Might kill someone? Are you making a mistake?"

The man carried Zheng Qingshan and the others on his chest, not wanting them to go in.

"Get out of the way! If anything is found, your behavior is interfering with the case."

Gouwa's nephew suddenly became angry, "My uncle was just buried, and you said he murdered, and your police will be unreasonable? My uncle lived a clean life, why do you insult his reputation after his death!"

Zheng Qingshan pushed him away impatiently and walked in.

Sure enough, I didn't see the coffin in the yard, it should have just been buried.

Gouwa's nephew chased after him, "Comrade police, you can search if you want, but let me tell you the truth, my uncle has lived a miserable life. He used to live in a shack. A while ago, the shack caught fire and took all his belongings. It was all burned, and now all he left are the clothes and shoes that I just bought for him. If you find anything, I won’t say anything. If you find nothing, today’s matter will not end !"

"Yes, it's not over. Just after Gouwa died, you poured dirty water on his head. You are bullying honest people, right?!"

The surrounding neighbors quickly sided with Gou Wa's nephew.

Zheng Qingshan was also very uncertain, and felt that he was impulsive, but he had already reached this point, and there was no possibility of turning back.

He could only bite the bullet and ordered: "Take out all the things your uncle left behind, we will search the scene."

"Humph! Just take it, I can't find anything today, let me see how you explain it to me!" Gouwa's nephew angrily took out all Gouwa's belongings.

Throw it directly in the yard and open it for everyone to watch.

"Look, they are all clothes and shoes. Look at how new they are. I just bought them for him. He didn't wear a few of them, so he left. My poor uncle..."

Gou Wa's nephew was about to sing and cry when suddenly a man with sharp eyes pointed at a woman's shoes and asked:
"What is this? Is this your uncle's?"

Gouwa's nephew was stunned, "No, I bought a lot of things for my uncle, not this one. Huh?"

He stepped forward to pick up the shoe and looked at it.

They are women's cloth shoes, with complicated flowers embroidered on them, and the style seems to be a popular style decades ago.

"what's going on?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Brother Zheng, aren't these Zhang Xiuying's shoes? They are exactly the same as the physical evidence photos we took!" Xiao Wang said pleasantly.

Zheng Qingshan grabbed the shoe and looked carefully, "It's Zhang Xiuying's shoe. I followed the teacher to see the physical evidence. Zhang Xiuying only left one shoe, and the other disappeared."

"No way!" Gouwa's nephew, including the nearby folks, exploded at once.

"My uncle's things were indeed burned clean. I saw it with my own eyes. On the day of the fire, he ran out wearing long johns. How could there be women's shoes?"

Zheng Qingshan glanced at him indifferently, at this moment he had already believed Zhang Xiuying's dream.

Is there really such a mysterious thing in the world?
"Impossible, my uncle is so honest, he must have picked up this shoe."

As soon as the words fell, a villager pointed to the pile of relics and said tremblingly: "Then, what is that?"

Zheng Qingshan quickly dug it out from the relics, it turned out to be a diary, opened it, and found Gouwa's crooked handwriting on it.

There are only a few pages in total, but one of them records the process of his assault on Zhang Xiuying in disgusting and obscene words.

Zheng Qingshan saw that his scalp was numb, he closed the diary abruptly, and said to Gouwa's nephew: "Your uncle is suspected of murder. I will now officially inform you that the funeral will be suspended. I will send someone to take the body away in the afternoon."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's unreasonable. My uncle has just been buried. What do you mean? Open the museum, right?!"

As soon as Gouwa's nephew was about to rush up, he saw Zheng Qingshan's stern face, with awe-inspiring justice.

"If you dare to say one more word, I will arrest you in the name of interfering with solving the case and gathering crowds to make trouble."

Gouwa's nephew was scared, but he was still unwilling to reconcile. He raised his arms and called out, "Folks, why don't you just dig someone's coffin when they die..."

However, the fellow villagers and neighbors who had been helping me just now disappeared with a whoosh, and went back to their respective homes, muttering as they walked:
"It's true that you know people, face, and heart, Gouwa used to look quite honest..."

Apparently, Gouwa has been determined from the bottom of his heart to be the murderer.

Gouwa's nephew was stunned, and the coffin was opened for an autopsy. In the countryside, this is a bad omen.

Turning back, stomping towards the black and white photos,

"Uncle, what are you doing? I've been unlucky for an uncle like you for eight lifetimes!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he rushed over and overturned the altar, throwing the picture of Gouwa on the ground.

***
At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and Zheng Qingshan led a group of policemen to open the coffin for an autopsy.

The news was spread all over the four miles and eight villages, and all the nearby villagers came to watch.

The new grave just buried in the morning will be opened in the afternoon, and many people are waiting to see the joke.

With a bang, the crane hoisted the coffin up, and it fell heavily to the ground.Zheng Qingshan stepped forward and said, "Open the coffin."

Gou Wa's nephew jumped up anxiously, "Comrade police, you really can't open it. It's unlucky to open the coffin immediately after death. If you open it, how will our family stay in the village in the future?"

Zheng Qingshan said coldly: "I understand your feelings. But I am a policeman and must act according to the rules."

Several policemen stepped forward to stop Gouwa's nephew, and several others stepped forward to open the coffin.

Zheng Qingshan took the photo and pulled an elder from the village to verify it himself. He raised his voice and shouted, "I'm sure it's Wu You. Take the body back."

　Second update today.

　　Keep asking for tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)