The police repeatedly checked Wang Shushan's ID and confirmed his identity before handing over the briefcase in his hand.
At the same time, he saluted.
"Chief, this is the dossier material you want about the consecutive accidental deaths of villagers in Dongpingshan Village."
Wang Shushan said "Thank you", opened the document bag, and looked at it with Hua Jiunan.
Chen Daji was always curious about everything, so he put his big head wrapped in gauze over.
"Damn it, red-headed document..."
Before the guy could finish speaking, he was pulled aside by a young police officer.
"It involves internal secrets, please stay away!"
Chen Daji: "..."
Wang Shushan hurriedly explained.
"Although Da Ji is young, he is the disciple I accepted as my acting master, and he is not considered an idler..."
In fact, the police couldn't even see him because he was young. They picked on him mainly because his image was too obscene.
His head was covered with gauze, except for his dead fish eyes, and he was also wearing a turtle shell.
Those who didn't know thought it was a tortoise unearthed...
There is a lot of information in the dossier:
Dongpingshan Village is a mountain village with a long history, dating back more than a thousand years.
There are currently 600 households and more than 2,000 villagers.
Since three months ago, roughly the same time as the bus accident, people in this village have drowned one after another.
The police went to the scene several times to investigate but found no special signs and could only conclude that the death was accidental.
But as we all know, one or two things are called accidents, and if multiple similar things happen in a row, it is destined to be unusual.
After reading the dossier, Wang Shushan glanced at Hua Jiunan.
Seeing the latter nodding, he spoke to the police.
"Comrade, I would also like to ask you to take me to the scene to have a look."
The police naturally agreed, because they also felt that something was fishy.
So everyone went to the scene of the incident in a police car.
Guangxi is very mountainous, and even though traffic has improved a lot in the 1990s, it was already 6 pm when Hua Jiunan and others arrived at Dongping Mountain.
When the group entered the village, they were greeted at the door by local police and village cadres.
After being polite, everyone walked towards the village, and the village cadre said.
"For the affairs of our village, the leaders have worked really hard. They have come here more than ten times."
"The drowning was really an accident. The folks in the village have lived together for several lifetimes, and they are all related to each other. No one would intentionally harm others..."
Before the village cadre finished speaking, an old man in a wheelchair on the roadside suddenly spoke. Behind the old man stood a middle-aged man.
"It's not an accident, it's really not an accident! There's something dirty that's harming people!"
"The leaders must ask experts to help us exorcise evil spirits!"
The old man's words made the village cadres frown.
"Uncle Chen, you must never talk nonsense!"
"How can there be dirty things in such a good society today?! Do you know that is feudal superstition?!"
"You have to take responsibility for talking nonsense! Second brother, push your father back quickly!"
Although the village cadre's words were extremely harsh, his tone was full of worry.
Worrying about the elderly will cause unnecessary trouble to the elderly themselves.
In the context of modernization and science, promoting feudal superstition is a sin!
The old man's son listened to the village cadre's words and hurriedly pushed his father back.
"Dad, you are a little confused. Stop talking nonsense."
"Let's go home and I'll ask my mother-in-law to cook you something delicious."
Although his son tried to persuade him, the old man was still very stubborn.
"I'm old, but not stupid!"
"Can I be wrong about what I saw with my own eyes?!"
"You all know it in your heart, why don't you tell the truth!"
These words made the policeman who came with him a little embarrassed.
After taking a look at Wang Shushan, he immediately called to the old man.
"Sir, please wait a moment."
"Of course you have to tell the truth if you have something to say. It doesn't matter if you are wrong."
"The leaders from the capital are well-informed and they will make the decision for us!"
Hua Jiunan was originally looking for clues, so how could he miss it when he saw this?
He immediately signaled Chen Daji with his eyes.
Chen understood it deeply:
He walked up behind the old man with bow-legged steps, squeezed away the middle-aged man pushing the wheelchair, and pushed the old man to several stone piers.
"Master, your surname is Chen? What a coincidence, my father and I are both surnamed Chen!"
"We might have been a family five hundred years ago!"
"Why did you keep saying there were dirty things just now? Tell us about it."
Although Chen Daji is a scourge, he has a special affinity with him.
This affinity is very strange. It is of no use to young and beautiful women of the same age, but to the elderly and children, the "lethal power" can be described as huge.
Old man Chen asked hesitantly after taking a sip from Hua Zi handed over by Chen Daji.
"Leader... little leader, can you trust the old man?!"
Chen smiled and lit a cigarette himself.
"Believe it, why don't you believe it!"
"To tell you the truth, we have loved playing with ghosts since we were young, and we are all buddies below!"
"If you don't believe it, I will bring up Xin Da's head right now and let him knock it on your head!"
