Siheyuan: starting from returning to the countryside

Detail 2: The footprints of this squatting pit face inward and are very close to the inside. From the size of the footprints, it can be seen that the other party should be a minor.

Two details emerged.

After comprehensive analysis, the answer is ready to come out.

Someone stood at the squatting pit and poked things into the cesspit with a bamboo pole.

"Minors must be sticklers."

Qin Yang didn't even need to think about it, he knew it was the stick.

He turned around and said to the head of the police station:

"Comrade policeman, please help me to contact the excavator. The thing I'm looking for is hidden here."

Director Jia was surprised.

"This...are you sure?"

He walked all the way and found nothing.

He doubted Qin Yang's detection ability.

"I'm sure."

Qin Yang answered in the affirmative.

"Don't be so troublesome, get out of the way and let me come."

"Comrade, help me hold the 483 gun."

"Qin Gong, do you have an approximate location?"

Li Dakui handed the gun to Xu Zhengyang, rolled up his sleeves, and asked Qin Yang.

"It's at this position, about ten centimeters down."

"You can try the position with this bamboo pole first."

Qin Yang also wanted to find something quickly, so he was not too polite.

"Okay, let's see mine."

Li Dakui did what he said.

He picked up the bamboo pole next to him, and with the other hand he grabbed a dirty shovel.

Standing in the pit pointed by Qin Yang, he tried it out with a bamboo pole.

Sure enough, after inserting the bamboo pole, I immediately felt that there was something underneath.

Li Dakui threw the bamboo pole aside and picked up the shovel with both hands.

Insert it through the edge of the thing underneath, and hook it with the back edge of the shovel.

Slowly, slowly, lift it up bit by bit.

"Out."

Qin Yang heaved a sigh of relief when he saw a stack of white papers being dug out.

At the same time, a clue emerged.

Details: Clear fingerprints, from the spacing, it can be seen that the owner of this hand should not be very old.

There is nothing to say, the stick has long been hammered.

Because a stack of papers was thrown down at the same time, only a few sheets on the surface were stained with dirt.

Li Dakui found a clean place, bent down, and fished the thing out of the cesspit.

"Qin Gong, do you think (bfec) is this?"

Li Dakui is really not afraid of getting dirty. When he raised his hand, the smell...

"Yes, this is it."

"You take this thing back first, rinse it with water, and see if it is 18."

"Director Jia, I have to trouble you to stay here for a while, and wait until you are sure that there is nothing missing before letting people into the toilet."

Qin Yang held his breath and said.

"no problem."

Director Jia readily agreed.

Qin Yang and Li Dakui returned to the courtyard with the dirty drawings.

In the front yard, everyone sat quietly at the dining table.

No one spoke, and no one dared to move.

There were only a few children who occasionally squeezed a piece of meat secretly and put it in their mouths, but their parents immediately stared at them.

"Give it up, let it go."

Li Dakui walked in quickly and passed between the two banquet tables.

Suddenly, a foul smell spread out in all directions.

"Yuck~"

"What does it smell like?"

"It's disgusting, can't it be shit?"

Everyone had eaten half full just now, and now they smelled the smell of excrement, and felt their stomachs and intestines churn.

A few who drank couldn't help but vomited out.

"Be honest, don't move."

A soldier shouted sharply.

Xu Damao was placed in the front yard. He had almost drunk just now, and when he smelled the smell of excrement, he was about to vomit, but he was so frightened by the soldier's words that he swallowed it back.

Li Dakui didn't care that much.

He threw all the blueprints into the cement laundry sink, then turned on the water and washed the dirt with his hands.

The soldier next to him came over.

"Commander, let me come."

"Go, go, go a little farther away, I've already done it, there's no need to wrap it up."

Li Dakui still takes great care of his soldiers.

Do the dirty work by yourself, and don't let the soldiers under you help.

Soon, the drawings were washed clean.

Li Dakui then picked up the drawings and counted them one by one.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, Qin Gong, exactly eighteen."

Qin Yang nodded.

These blueprints are definitely not usable.

The reason for counting is to prevent any omissions.

"Now things have been recovered, but the matter is not over yet."

"There were people who stole chickens, pig tails, and meat before. I caught them, and it's fine if I teach them a lesson."

"But this time, you guys went too far."

"Where is the stick? Come out for me."

Qin Yang shouted sharply.

However, there is no shadow of sticks in the front yard and middle yard.

At this moment, a slight heavy sound came from the back window of Jia's house.

Without Qin Yang's instructions, there are already soldiers rushing there.

"What are you doing, let me go."

"You arrested the wrong person, I didn't do it."

The soldier grabbed the stick by the collar and lifted it back like a chicken.

He threw it on the ground and fell into a dog gnawing shit.

Qin Huairu was terrified.

Ever since Qin Yang said about throwing something away, she was worried about whether it was stolen by a stick.

Unexpectedly, it was really him.

"Master, there may be a misunderstanding here. I have been educating Bang Giao, and he hasn't stolen anything for a long time."

"Could it be that someone else stole it and wanted to put the blame on the stick?"

Qin Huairu still wanted to quibble.

Qin Yang glanced at her.

Indifferently said:

"Qin Huairu, pay attention to your address, he knows better than anyone else whether you have stolen it or not."

"I told you a long time ago that you, a mother, can't educate your children well, so I'll educate you for you."

"However, the education this time may cost you your life."

Qin Yang is not alarmist.

Enemy agents are a serious crime to be beheaded in any era.

It is the existence that all Chinese people hate the most.

As long as it is confirmed that the stick is stolen, he is almost certain to die.

"I didn't steal it, I didn't do it."