Spring is coming

Chapter 24 Searching for Suspects
As Bo Qingshan approached, he heard the village chief discussing with the leader in embarrassment: "Master, I can't explain this to the villagers!"

The leading police officer crossed his arms with his hands on his chest and a plain knife on his waist, with a stern look on his face: "Don't tell me these useless nonsense. Is it because you or I can't handle the case well? Hurry up and call me!" People lead the way!”

The village chief also came, but he was much calmer than the village chief.

Seeing that several people were being unreasonable, he was about to get angry, so he responded before the village chief could retort: ​​"Yes, yes, it's hard work for these officials to go on official business in such a hot weather. The younger one belongs to this area." Commander, come with me."

Then, out of sight of those few people, he winked at the village chief and told him to stop looking so gloomy to avoid getting into trouble.

Although the village chief is afraid of causing trouble, as the head of Mojia Village, his family usually lives here. Now several officials suddenly came and said that they suspected the suspect was hiding in a house in their Mojia Village and wanted to search their entire village. , how dare he take people there like this?
I'm afraid I will be scolded to death by these villagers when I walk on the road in the future!

What's more, they didn't open their mouths when they found out what they were looking for. If they just arrest someone and call them a suspect just to solve the problem, will Mojiacun's reputation be lost?
The village chief was not from Mojia Village, so he naturally didn't care about the grievances he felt and just urged the village chief to lead the way.

Bo Qingshan stood under the big locust tree and watched the excitement for a long time, and said with a smile: "One charge of theft can force five officials of the yamen to work. It seems that he has stolen the love of our county magistrate."

Hang Sheng followed him and sneered: "Master, do you believe that something was really stolen, or do you believe that I can beat away five of them one by one?"

Bo Qingshan glanced at his arm: "Master Xin, after you beat them away, there will be a bigger crime on your head the next day. Your master will be embarrassed by that time. Do you think I will protect you or not?" What if I don’t protect you?”

"Of course you will protect me! What is our relationship? I, Hang Sheng, can guarantee that there is no one in this world who can be both a maid and a boy like me!"

"You're quite proud."

Bo Qingshan held his forehead, knowing in his heart that what he said was indeed true.

When he was about to leave Hang Sheng, he really didn't know who to rely on and who to trust.

On the other side, Lao Mo's house.

The official's attitude was very bad. He was beaten and beaten in the yard, and even the stove in the kitchen was turned over, but nothing came out.

When they arrived in front of a vat that was big enough for two people, the official opened the cover, and a salty smell rushed straight to his forehead, choking him to the point where he couldn't open his eyes.

The leader took the biggest sip and almost vomited out his overnight meal.

He suddenly covered his nose and shouted angrily: "What is this?!"

The others were not much better. Mrs. Zhou stood aside and quickly closed the lid, saying awkwardly: "I'm making pickles!"

The official glanced at her speechlessly, and waved his hands to signal the others to leave quickly and go to the next house. They couldn't stay here any longer.

After they left, Mrs. Zhou dared to secretly spit at her back: "Thousand-knife killers have made a mess in the house and don't know where to go -"

"that,"

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhou quickly stopped talking and said with a flattering smile: "Master, what else do you want?"

"Forget it. Come out."

The official stood at the door, unwilling to step in again. He pointed at Mo Jingchun and asked her to go out and ask questions.

Mo Jingchun and Mr. Gao looked at each other and left uneasily.

The official took her aside alone and asked, "Have any migrant workers come back to the village in the past few months?"

Mo Jingchun stared and shook his head. "Then have you ever seen a couple, dressed normally, the man has a mole on his neck, the woman has very fair skin, and the man is short?"

He frowned, shook out the paper recording the characteristics, and read it out.

Mo Jingchun still stared and shook his head.

"Tsk, okay, let's go back."

They really left this time. Mo Jingchun felt strange. If she was asked if she had seen the suspect, why not just give her a portrait to compare?
You can't arrest someone without a portrait and just rely on your feeling to see if that person is a suspect, right?

She squatted at the head of the house while the group of people passed by each house.

Mrs. Zhou cursed and tidied up at home - of course, she only tidied up her own house.

Just when Mo Jingchun didn't know how much time had passed, Mo Yu's scream suddenly came from not far away.

Many people in the village heard the cry, but closed their doors and windows one after another——

These officials are very overbearing. Just now, the family was basically smashed by those people. I'm afraid the same is true for Mo Yu's family.

Could it be that the official was jealous when they saw their family's improvement, and robbed them of their things?
The people couldn't fight against the officials, and they would only get into trouble if they went, so they pretended not to hear them.

Mrs. Gao also heard Mo Yu's voice. The two families were relatives. She had to go and have a look no matter what, and Mo Yuanlin couldn't stop her.

Mo Jingchun followed her and saw Mo Yu and Yao sitting on the ground holding a box in a miserable state, while Mo Ying stood in front of others and faced the official with an angry face: "If you search for suspects, search them." What are you doing with your hands and feet?! Can such a small box still hide someone?"

Just now, a guard with dirty hands and feet sneaked into the box to get the silver, but Mo Yu caught him, and then he heard the cry of fear.

They felt that it was a shame that they had walked for so long without catching the suspect or getting anything good. They didn't expect this village girl to be so unscrupulous, so they pulled out their knives to scare her, killing both Yao and Mo Yu. Frightened to his knees.

At this time, Mo Ying rushed out, and it was exactly what Mo Jingchun saw.

Bo Qingshan had been staying under the big locust tree guarding the road at the entrance of the village. When he saw Mo Jingchun and her grandmother going to Mo Yu's house, he followed them and naturally saw this scene.

They had already caused dissatisfaction among several villagers. Anyone who dared to chase them out would be brave. How could they bear to see someone drawing a knife on the women and children in the village?Several strong men looked at each other, and without much communication, they silently surrounded the officials and stared at them silently.

The atmosphere suddenly became gloomy, and if either side dared to make another move, a fight would probably begin.

Bo Qingshan took out the folding fan that never left his body and watched the excitement.

These officers have never been surrounded like this before. The leader of the officers sneered and slowly pulled out his sword. The blade shone coldly in the midday sun: "You all want to try it?"

"You are not allowed to bully our Mojiacun people!"

A little boy who was still being held by his mother shouted to the man in a sweet voice. His mother did not expect that he would make a sound and quickly covered his mouth.

Apparently other people thought the same thing. The officials looked up and laughed as if they had heard a joke: "Hahahahahahaha bullying? You guys are handling the case impartially. You have been suspected of obstructing official business. If I want to arrest you and bring you to justice, See if you can still say the word bullying?!"

After hearing this, Mo Ying said angrily: "A bully like you is worthy of being an official? Just arrest me, and I won't complain to the county magistrate until I see him!"

(End of this chapter)