Riverside police

City people hold funerals in an elegant and reserved manner, so many rural people feel that city people are impersonal. Funeral arrangements in rural areas are different. What is important is liveliness and grandeur.

People like Zhu Baogen are invited to collect the body, more than a dozen monks and Taoist priests are invited to perform rituals, and Master Zaku is asked to make paper houses, daily necessities, and even mobile phones, color TVs, cars and other means of transportation, and shrouds and coffins are needed. It was prepared early.

However, the Xu family's funeral was a bit too lively.

The old lady died strangely, and her body could not be moved. According to custom, she had to quickly put on her shroud and move it from the floor to the coffin board so that relatives and friends who came to pay their respects could pay their respects and kowtow.

Zhu Baogen was worried about how to protect the scene and how to delay the time. After hearing the news, local monks and Taoist priests came and started to demolish the mourning hall that Yang Er had finally arranged.

"Li San, I'm leaving my words here. If you dare to take action, see how I deal with you!"

"Yang Er, others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid! There are rules in the industry, and you must follow the rules when doing business. We have never gone to Linghai to perform rituals. What does it mean for you guys to come to Dongqi to steal our business?"

"We are not robbing you of your business. Boss Xu is a relative of mine, and it is my aunt who died. It is none of your business to hold funerals at our own home!"

"Boss Xu is a relative of yours?" Li San, the leader of the local funeral team, was doubtful.

Yang Er stood in front of the mourning hall, with his hands on his hips and said plausibly: "The old lady is my cousin's mother-in-law's cousin. If you don't believe me, you can ask Boss Xu!"

"Your cousin's mother-in-law's cousin, what kind of relative is this?"

"Distant relatives are also relatives!"

There are actually contradictions in holding funerals.

The eldest son of the Xu family was made to laugh and cry. He quickly smoked and smoothed things over: "Boss Yang, Boss Li, have a cigarette to calm down, and talk to you if you have anything to say."

The fake monk from Linghai came to Dongqi to grab business. Li Sanyue wanted to get more and more angry, so he pulled the Xu family boss and said angrily: "Boss Xu, you are doing big business in Donghai to make a lot of money, and you don't know the rules of your hometown. Bai from Lian'an It can only be done by us, not even people from Linghai like Yang Er, nor monks from other villages can do it.”

"Is there still such a rule?" The boss of the Xu family heard this for the first time and felt that their group of fake monks and Taoist priests were like a gangster.

"If you don't believe me, ask the village cadres!" Li San pointed at the fake monks and fake Taoist priests under Yang Ershou and warned: "You all stop for me and go back and forth from where you are! As long as I am here, this situation will You will definitely not be able to do the ritual!"

Yang Er was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Li San sideways and roared: "How dare you! Li San, others don't know that I know best. You haven't graduated from elementary school, you don't know all the Chinese characters, and you can't read the scriptures." , you’re almost like a liar, you’re still doing things for others?”

"It's none of your business that I recite my scriptures!"

"It's my old aunt who died, so why is it none of my business. If you, a fake monk who can't recite sutras, are asked to do things, my old aunt will definitely die in peace!"

"You bitch, believe it or not, I will beat you to death."

"Come on, who is afraid of whom? It's the grandson who doesn't dare to take action!"

Yang Er was very aggressive and aggressive when he was young, and was notoriously difficult to deal with.

Li San really didn't dare to fight with him, so he simply took out his mobile phone and looked for the number, gritting his teeth and said: "Just wait for me, I will call Commissioner Zhou and Director Yang to come and see Commissioner Zhou and Director Yang What to say when it comes!"

The eldest son of the Xu family had a big head. He walked up to a village cadre and asked: "Secretary Guan, what does Comrade Zhou do?"

The village cadres were not here to mediate the dispute, but to express condolences to the old lady. Seeing that neither party was easy to mess with, they simply pulled the Xu family boss aside and explained with a wry smile: "Commissioner Zhou is the United Front Committee member of the town. , Nationalities and religions are under the jurisdiction of Commissioner Zhou. Director Yang is the director of our town’s civil affairs office and also has the authority to manage funerals.”

"What should we do now?"

"We can only wait until the town cadres arrive. Boss Xu, your family is also true. It's not like we don't have monks and Taoists here. How did you come up with the idea of ​​inviting monks and Taoists from Linghai?"

"How could I understand this? It was all done by my second son."

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The quarrel between the Linghai funeral team and the local funeral team became more and more fierce. They even rolled up their sleeves and picked up the benches to prepare for action. Fortunately, at a glance, it was clear that they were just pretending and should not dare to take action.

More and more people were watching the excitement, and even people from teams five and six came running over.

It's really embarrassing to have a funeral like this.

The eldest son of the Xu family was wondering what to do when a piercing siren sounded in the distance. When he turned around, he saw a police van speeding towards him with its lights flashing.

"Who called the police? Who called 110?" the Xu family boss asked subconsciously.

"I didn't call," a relative with a cell phone said quickly.

The village cadre looked at Yang Er and others in front of the mourning hall and murmured: "Did they beat you?"

A relative nodded: "It's possible."

While they were discussing, the police car had already driven to the side of the road.

The side door of the police van opened with a clang from the inside, and two policemen and three auxiliary police officers got out of the car and came straight over.

The local funeral team directly believed that the town cadres asked the police station to come and support them. Li Er and other fake monks and Taoist priests immediately came forward and hurriedly filed a complaint against Yang Er and others.

Yang Er was startled, and the first thing he thought of was to find Lao Zhu.

What surprised Li Er and other local fake monks and Taoist priests was that the policeman leading the team pushed them away: "What a mess, these things you are talking about are not our business!"

"Comrade Public Security, why aren't you in charge?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Get out of my way and don't interfere with our duties!"

Deputy Director Jiang of Xinghe Police Station was in no mood to deal with their mess. He walked to the mourning hall and said, "We are from Xinghe Police Station. Who is the head of the household?"

The eldest brother of the Xu family was confused and hurriedly greeted him and said, "Comrade Public Security, this is my brother's house. My brother is the head of the household."

"Is the deceased your mother?"

"Yes, comrade public security, what happened to my mother?"

"Where is your mother's body?"

"In the main hall."

"Where is your brother?"

"I went to inform my uncle of the death and will be back soon."

Chief Jiang glanced at the main hall, then turned back to look at Li San, Yang Er and others: "Listen to me, if there are any conflicts or disputes, go to the competent department to resolve them, don't talk nonsense here. If anyone makes a fuss again, it will be a provocation. Don't blame me for being rude to you then!"

Facts have proved that the public security has a deterrent power that other departments do not have. Chief Jiang's warning made Li San, Yang Er and others dare not say anything.

"Boss Xu, right? Come here."

"Oh, I'm here."

"Besides you, who else is at home?"

"My wife, my sister-in-law, my son and my nephew."

"Call them all over. I need to find out something from you."

"What do you want to know?"

"Call them over first."

"Okay."

"Xiao Zhang, you are responsible for the questioning. Lao Chen, you guys protect the scene and maintain order. No one is allowed to enter the house without permission!"

"Yes!"

Chief Inspector Jiang arranged everything and looked at the crowd being driven away by his subordinates. After thinking about it, he asked again, "Is Master Zhu here? Is Master Zhu Baogen here?"

Zhu Baogen, who had planned to "retire after success", hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked over and said, "Yes, I am here."

The criminal police and the forensic doctor were on their way here. Chief Inspector Jiang knew very well the importance of protecting the scene, especially the body of the deceased. He just stood by the door and took a look at the body of the old lady covered with a white cloth, but did not go in.

He looked around again, invited Lao Zhu to the alley between the building and the kitchen, took out a cigarette and handed him one, and asked in a low voice: "Master Zhu, what happened to the old lady?"

"She doesn't look like she died of illness, and what the master said is also very strange."

"How strange?"

"The master said that the old lady died of illness in bed. After finding her in the morning, they moved her from the bed in the west room to the floor of the main room, but when I was helping the old lady take off her clothes, I found that she had been soaked in water. If you don't pay attention to the old lady's feet, you really can't tell that she was soaked in water."

"Why can't you tell?" Jiang Suo asked curiously.

Lao Zhu looked at the alley entrance and whispered: "Wipe off the water on your body, and there is no water on your feet, but the dead skin on your heels is soaked and rotten. It won't dry for a while, and you can scrape it off with a light scrape."

After washing his feet, Jiang Suo also likes to scrape the dead skin on his feet, sometimes he can scrape off a lot.

After hearing what Lao Zhu said, he realized that the cause of the old lady's death was indeed very strange. After thinking about it, he couldn't help asking: "Master Zhu, does the old lady have any bruises or other scars on her body?"

"No."

"How do you suspect the old lady died?"

"It looks like she was electrocuted."

"Electrocuted?"

"Yes."

"Why are you so sure?"

"I have encountered similar deaths before. I really can't explain it, but it looks like electrocution?"

"There are no obvious scars on the body. Is it possible that she died of poisoning?" Jiang asked.

"It's possible," Lao Zhu thought for a while, and then said: "But I still think it looks like electrocution."

As he was talking, a woman's cry came from outside.

The two walked out of the alley and saw a middle-aged woman in her forties struggling with the police.

"The dead should be buried in peace. It's fine that my mother-in-law's funeral couldn't be performed, but you police officers came to mess up. Are you being unreasonable?"

"Don't get excited. We're just trying to understand the situation!"

"How did my mother-in-law die? Who doesn't know about it, my relatives, friends, and neighbors? She went to the People's Hospital and stayed there for 32 days. She also went to Binjiang Cancer Hospital and the big hospital in Donghai. We sent her to any hospital where she wanted to go. I can say that I spent all my money to help her see a doctor! What else do I want as a daughter-in-law? What's the point of asking her how she died? , could it be that I killed her?"

"Comrade Gong'an, I can prove this. My sister-in-law is really filial to my mother. She sent my mother here and there and served her day and night. All these years are due to her. Even her own daughter can't do this. In comparison, I, the son, am a bit unfilial."

"Comrade Gong'an, my old Xu and I have been in Donghai, and Qiulan has been taking care of the old lady. Besides, the old lady has been unable to get out of bed for half a year. This is a natural death. It is really a relief for the old lady. You must have misunderstood."

The eldest brother of the Xu family and his wife hurried to help the sister-in-law explain.

The second son's wife, Wang Qiulan, was so moved that she burst into tears and threw herself into her sister-in-law's arms and cried loudly: "Sister-in-law, with your words, all my hard work over the years has not been in vain."

"Qiulan, it's okay, don't cry. We know what kind of person you are best, we can prove it for you, so many relatives, friends and neighbors can prove it for you."

"Well, I won't cry."

Wang Qiulan said she wouldn't cry, but in fact she cried even harder, and she fainted while crying.

Everyone was shocked, and Chief Jiang was also frightened. He hurriedly asked the driver to drive the police car to take Wang Qiulan to the town health center, and asked the wife of the eldest son of the Xu family and Wang Qiulan's daughter-in-law to follow the car to the hospital to take care of her.

Zhu Baogen suddenly regretted calling Xiaoyu. If the old lady really died of illness, wouldn't his previous actions be wronged and make her funeral difficult? But when he thought of the old lady's death, he felt that he had done nothing wrong.

Chief Jiang knew that Lao Zhu was just an employee before, not a forensic doctor.

Everything that happened just now made him feel that Lao Zhu's judgment might be problematic, and the idea of ​​asking the Xu family to take back the death certificate flew away. He thought that Liang Xiaoyu from the Changhang Branch would be here soon. He made things like this, and wait and see how Liang Xiaoyu ended up.

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PS: I am in good shape today, and I will add another chapter. Thank you all for your concern for me!