Detective Files II

Chapter 142 Unexpectedly
"What do you think we should know?" Tian Mi asked back with a smile.

Not only did her friendly attitude not make Lao Jiu relax a bit, but the expression on his face became even more ugly. He rubbed his hands together vigorously, looked at the two visitors, and tried to smile, but his facial muscles were stiff and distorted. Make that look more like a dumbfounding look.

"You... you guys are so powerful, of course you know everything you should know!" After struggling for a while, Lao Jiu still chose to forced a smirk on his face, and chatted with Tian Mi and the others.

In fact, Tian Mi doesn't know why Lao Jiu is so flustered when she sees her and Lu Xiangdong coming to the door. She is only suspicious of this magic stick because of some signs. Up to now, there is no direct evidence pointing to him. What can be conclusively proved.

Just like Tian Yang said, until there is no direct evidence against a certain person, or direct evidence that can exclude a certain person, everyone is equal, and no one can be taken lightly.

Now that he and Lu Xiangdong came to the door, Lao Jiu's expression changed impatiently, he was obviously guilty of being a thief, no matter whether it was directly related to Li Weiming's murder or not, at least this magic stick had done something shady.

He pretended to be calm, and used an old-fashioned style to deal with himself, so he had no choice but to go down the slope and see how long he could prevaricate.

"Hey, no matter how 'supernatural' we are, why don't we rely on our own eyes and mouth to check it out? Stop talking nonsense." Tian Mi was not restrained, she found a seat and sat down, and patiently teased Lao Jiu: "Did you say it yourself, or should I ask you to answer?"

"Then you ask me to answer!" Compared with the six inexperienced college students, although Lao Jiu's education level is lower, but his social experience is richer. He is not an old fox, and he is not far behind. Hearing Tian Mi's words As soon as you say it, make a choice that is beneficial to you immediately.

"Okay." Since Tian Mi gave him the option, she was naturally prepared: "Anyway, we have nothing to do today, and if you are also fine, let's sit and chat slowly!"

"Success! Succeed! Otherwise, I would be bored by myself!" Lao Jiu seemed to have recovered from his initial slip of the tongue, and his attitude calmed down a lot.

Tian Mi glanced at Lu Xiangdong who was sitting aside and didn't seem to be planning to speak at all, secretly complaining in her heart, obviously he was the one who proposed to visit Lao Jiu's house first, why now that she really came, it turned out that she was talking with her Lao Jiu dismantled the tricks, but he acted as a crowd of onlookers.

Forget it, anyway, Lu Xiangdong never played his cards according to the rules, and he always knew it very well in his heart, so let him go.

"I heard that you are quite familiar with the college students who live in Village Chief Niu's house." Tian Mi put on an attitude of having nothing to do, and chatted with Lao Jiu.

"It's okay, how familiar are you? He's a college student, the proud son of heaven. With my level of education, I can't even chat with him!" Lao Jiu scratched his head in embarrassment as he said.

"Why, didn't you often go to some students to play cards and take them up the mountain to hunt birds?"

Lao Jiu immediately shook his hand: "Hey! Don't dare to mention the matter of hunting birds again! That little brother of your colleague is too serious. He almost wanted to arrest me for the air gun last time!"

"Are you familiar with Li Weiming?"

"They're all about the same, they're all about the same!" Old Nine replied with a laugh, looking back and forth between Tian Mi and Lu Xiangdong with a pair of eyes.

"I heard that you still act as a 'shadow matchmaker' and match people with a 'yin marriage'? How is it? Is the business going well?"

Just now when Tian Mi mentioned the word "shadow", Lao Jiu's cheek twitched violently.

Lu Xiangdong looked at Lao Jiu with great interest, and looked at Lao Jiu a little bit.

"It's okay, it's okay!" He rubbed his face and explained, "I haven't had a good rest these days, so either my eyelids twitched or my cheeks twitched. It's a natural reaction, it's okay!"

"I heard that the girl who died in the old village in Shanyin was only 18 years old. Didn't her family entrust you with a 'yin marriage' or something?" Tian Mi asked.

Lao Jiu's smile was about to froze on his face: "This girl is too good at joking, what the hell is going on, why do you policemen still believe in these gods and ghosts!"

"Do you also think that there are no ghosts in the world? That being said, you took seven students to visit the dilapidated house of the old farmer that day, and you still pretended to say that the female ghost wanted to get close to someone, but you drove them away. Isn't it a lie? People?" Tian Mi exposed him mercilessly.

Apart from laughing dryly, Lao Jiu didn't know what to say anymore. After holding back for a long time, he stammered and said, "Just kidding them, kidding them!"

"Speaking of which, you still told Li Weiming that he was haunted by a female ghost. Are you sure it was just a joke and had no other purpose?" Tian Mi slowly raised her face, and her attitude gradually became serious: "First, I deliberately said that there is a 'ghost house' in the village. This kind of thing was used to lure a few students who were idle and bored, and then pretended to be a ghost to scare them, and then picked Li Weiming. Hearing that he was haunted by ghosts, what kind of bloody disaster happened, and asked other people about Li Weiming's birthday in private. Old nine, How do you explain this?"

"Coincidence, it's all a coincidence!" Lao Jiu couldn't sit still anymore, he kept shaking his body, as if there were thorns on the stool under his buttocks.

"The so-called haunted house originally lived in a family surnamed Zhuang. The eldest daughter of the Zhuang family, Zhuang Jinyun, was raped by the son of the employer's family because she went out to work. A well-known beauty, many boys have a crush on her, and you are one of them, even affected by her suicide, you have not married yet, right?" Tian Mi asked aggressively.

After hearing what she said, Lao Jiu changed his face on the spot: "I said sister, it's not easy to talk nonsense! I haven't married yet, but this has nothing to do with Zhuang Jinyun!"

"You should already know the news of Li Weiming's death, right?" Lu Xiangdong asked Lao Jiu.

Lao Jiu nodded stiffly.

"When did you know?"

"That is, after you told Niu Fu and his wife and those students about it, almost everyone in the village knew about it."

"Did this happen before you took us to the haunted house, or after?"

"after."

"That is to say, when you took us to the haunted house, you didn't know the news of Li Weiming's death at all, so why did you deliberately conceal the fact that the others left first and you, Li Weiming and Xing Junting left last?"

There was nothing wrong with Lu Xiangdong's question literally, but it seemed to put a big hat on Lao Jiu.

Lao Jiu took a deep breath, then let it out heavily, slapped his thigh, and put on a desperate look: "Forget it, I will choose again! Didn't I just ask me to choose by myself or you? I regret it! It’s too uncomfortable for you to ask, I’ll say it myself!”

"I admit that I lied. I deliberately wanted to lure those students to the haunted house. It had no other purpose. I just wanted to scare them. Don't mention how arrogant they were when they first came. You didn't see it!" the old man said. Jiu simply opened up and clarified one by one: "I was indeed the last to leave with those two boys that day. I didn't know that Li Weiming was dead before. I didn't say that I felt lost. If I said too much, I would still cause trouble, and... ...And... I inquired about his birthday, and I did something that I dare not let others know!"

Neither Tian Mi nor Lu Xiangdong spoke, waiting for Lao Jiu to reveal the truth by himself.

Lao Jiu knew that if he kept secretive about this matter, it would be tantamount to making things difficult for him, so he simply made it clear: "Actually, whether I lied to separate myself from Li Weiming or asked about his birthday, it's all because I did it." A thing that shouldn't be done."

He paused, as if what he was about to say would take a lot of courage.

"I said that there was a female ghost haunting him, and that I wanted his birthday to block the evil spirits for him. These are all for one thing." Lao Jiu finally plucked up the courage, and said, "I use his birthday horoscope to match ghosts for others. married."

After hearing his words, Tian Mi was dumbfounded on the spot.

The matter that Lao Jiu confessed was no less than a hundred and eight thousand miles away from his original estimate!
Looking at Lu Xiangdong again, although he didn't show a look of astonishment, it seemed that he didn't guess right.

This answer was so bizarre that Tian Mi couldn't believe it.

"Although I'm not very proficient in these feudal superstitions, but you said that you lied to Li Weiming's personal information to use a living person to match a dead person with a yin marriage. Do you think your statement is convincing?" Tian Mi questioned : "What is your motivation for doing this?"

Lao Jiu sighed, and said, "To be honest, I did this for the sake of Zhuang Jinyun."

He looked at Tian Mi, turned his face and asked Lu Xiangdong: "Can you let this girl go to the outhouse for a while? It's hard to say that with her here!"

Tian Mi was not reconciled, and wanted to refuse, but Lu Xiangdong nodded and agreed first. Helpless, in order not to make a small mistake, she reluctantly got up and opened the door to stay in the corridor for a while.

After waiting for a while, Lu Xiangdong opened the door and poked his head out from the room.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" He asked Tian Mi.

Tian Mi nodded and returned to the house, and asked Lao Jiu: "Do you know the address of Li Weiming's home?"

Lao Jiu immediately shook his head: "Sister, I really don't know about this! I'm not lying at all!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Lu Xiangdong who was standing aside as if asking for help, as if Lu Xiangdong was not someone from the Public Security Bureau, but a friend he could trust.

"It's okay if I don't know," Tian Mi took out two pieces of paper and a pen from her pocket and handed them to Lao Jiu, pointing to one of them with the address written on it: "Make a copy like this!"

(End of this chapter)