Hey Qin team is in love?

Chapter 87
His heart suddenly sank, and a bad premonition filled his heart. Ouyang turned his head to look at the man with the same bad complexion, and said in a flat voice, "There seems to be a person inside."

Let go of the hand covering the little girl's ear, Qin Yu stepped forward quickly, squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand without hesitation, and pulled out the remaining bricks.

Seeing this, Yan Xiang also went up to help, and the two quickly cleaned up all the remaining bricks. The strong smell of corpses permeated, and the scene inside was clearly seen.

An old woman in a crimson shroud was lying halfway on the wall, her hands were tied with ropes and drooping on the ground, her mouth was stuffed with cloth, and her eyes were tightly closed. It was obvious that she had been dead for a while.

As if he couldn't smell the strong stench, Qin Yu waved to the trace inspectors behind him, signaling them to come over to take pictures and collect evidence.

While the men were "moving bricks", Ouyang turned around and began to look around the whole room.

Items were placed in all the corners, and there was no trace of turning over. The small hands slowly touched the cabinet, and when I put it in front of my eyes, it was covered with a layer of dust.

He walked to the closet not far away, and opened the closet door easily. The clothes inside were neatly arranged. The only fly in the ointment was that there was nothing in the closet on the last floor.

Squatting into a small ball and almost lying on the ground, the little girl looked inside curiously.

"Eh? Why does there seem to be something under this cabinet?"

The small arms stretched out long, trying to hook the thing out through the narrow gap.

The slender fingers hooked and hooked hard, and they touched the frame on the far side with all their strength. The uneven texture on it was unexpectedly familiar.

It looks like some sort of pattern.
After exerting all his strength to take it out, Ouyang felt that his little hand was about to cramp, so he couldn't control himself and shook it hard.

Holding the photo frame with one hand, the other hand kept shaking and shaking in the air.

It's very much like the legend that the left hand is better than six and the right hand is better than seven.
The framed photo is a very harmonious family portrait. The old man sits in the center with a baby in his arms, and a man and two women stand behind him, smiling happily.

The little brow frowned involuntarily, Ouyang turned around, his big eyes scanned the room for a week, but he didn't find any other photos.

The only photo in the house is stuffed under the closet? !
Squinting her eyes, she didn't know what bad idea she was thinking. After thinking hard for a while, the little girl turned her eyes to the cabinet facing the door. The lock on it was shining brightly under the sunlight.

He casually picked up a small wire from the ground, and walked in that direction with unusually clear steps, lying on the cabinet like a little gecko, rustling the lock.

the other side.

Together, Qin Yu and the others carried the corpse out of the "grave" and placed it on the flat ground not far away. They rubbed their fingers at the corner of the deceased's clothes, raised their eyebrows with interest, and said in a joking tone, "The fabric is pretty good."

"The deceased definitely didn't go there voluntarily." Yan Xiang carefully observed the knot in his hand, "It's a very ordinary hemp rope, and there is nothing special about it."

"The old man's pavilion is famous for its earthen pot graves. To put it bluntly, it's a tomb." Qin Yu let go of his hands, squatted on the ground and said slowly, "According to ancient books, there used to be such a custom in our country."

"In ancient times, people believed that if there were old people in the family who lived too long, the lifespan of their children and grandchildren would be shortened, which is also known as the longevity of living children and grandchildren."

"So in the folks, when an old man has passed his [-]th birthday, he eats the birthday noodles, puts on a shroud, lies in a coffin, and let the descendants of the family carry him to the pension pavilion to spend the last [-] days of his life."

"During these one hundred days, the family will serve them with delicious food and drink, and add a brick to the entrance of the cave every day. After one hundred days, the entrance of the cave will be sealed, and the old people inside will die because they cannot breathe fresh air." Suffocated to death, or starved to death."

Sighing, Yan Xiang didn't say anything more, and boldly guessed, "If this is the case, could the murderer be the child of the deceased?"

"But such an outrageous custom, I am afraid no one will believe it."

With a sneer, Qin Yu disagreed with this sentence, and said in a deep voice without any emotion, "The greatest danger in the world."

"There is nothing like sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity."

The small ears heard what the man said, but they couldn't hear clearly. They dragged the photo frame and trotted to them, and asked curiously, "What what? What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Qin Yu turned his head and focused his gaze on the photo frame in the little girl's hand, "What are you holding?"

Putting the things in his hand in front of the man as if offering a treasure, he pointed his little finger at the old man in the middle, and then glanced at the corpse in front of him, "The dead man should be this old man."

He explained exactly how he found the photo, turned his body in a semicircle, and pointed his little finger in another direction, "Look at that!"

The standing cabinet that had been pried open was opened, and there were neatly placed pastries and fruits inside. In the innermost part of the cabinet, there was also a piece of talisman paper, with some flying and flying phoenixes drawn on it.

A trace of surprise flashed across his cold face, Yan Xiang was a little surprised, "You pried this lock?!"

"Ang," Ouyang nodded indifferently, with a look that should be taken for granted, "It's so simple, just stay like this and then do that, and you're done."

God like this and that
Qin Yu didn't think it was strange, but instead looked at the little girl appreciatively, "Is this a windfall for you?"

"Hey," Ouyang smiled proudly, and the next second his small face turned serious again, "But with so many tributes placed and locked with small locks, there must be some secret."

"That talisman paper also looks strange..."

"Maybe it was used by the murderer to calm the soul and avoid evil spirits," Qin Yu replied with a half-smile, and stood up, "Take the body back to the police station first, and we'll ask the landlord."

Ouyang, as a small soldier who pointed out where to fight, unconditionally fulfilled the orders of his superiors, "Okay."

The corpse was carefully put into a body bag, and two young and strong police officers cooperated and walked out cautiously.

The smell of the dead body was a great deterrent, and the onlookers naturally smelled the strange smell in the air. They were already full of imagination, and when they saw the policeman carrying something out, they couldn't hide their gossiping thoughts.

"Hey, hey, is this really dead?!"

"Who knows, I smelled a strange smell a few days ago, maybe something happened!"

"Look at that house, isn't that old Mrs. Fang's house?"

"It seems to be true. Didn't her eldest girl go bankrupt two days ago?"

bankruptcy? !
What? !

Ouyang blinked his eyes, stretched out his small hand and tugged at the man's sleeve, and raised his chin at the crowd who were still whispering.

(End of this chapter)