Seeing this photo, Zhuang Youjie suddenly figured out something.
He thought that he had participated in two serious cases and felt that he was someone with experience in handling cases.
But in fact, until now, he has never even seen the body.
Liang Yuanque picked up the photo, patted the dust that was not there on it, and put it in his pocket.
At this time, the uncle also cooked the second bowl of wontons. Liang Yuanque reached out to take it. Zhuang Youjie had eaten at noon and was not hungry at the moment, so he said,
"Ah, I don't have to..."
Halfway through his words, he saw Liang Yuanque put the bowl in front of him and looked at him while stirring it with a spoon.
"What did you say?"
Zhuang Youjie was stunned for a moment, "Forget it, it's okay."
Liang Yuanque looked at Zhuang Youjie's frightened expression, "Are you afraid? Are you still planning to participate in this case now?"
"I..." The appearance of the corpse he just saw appeared in front of Zhuang Youjie's eyes, and his heart was churning.
Liang Yuanque looked at his expression and understood, "Okay, I'll take you back to Kanggou Township later. You find a hotel to stay for one night and take the train back tomorrow."
When he talked about the train, Zhuang Youjie thought of how "arduous" it was for him to go all the way, and how hard it was for him to be recognized by Liang Yuanque, and felt that it would be too cowardly for him to go back like this.
So he tried his best to pretend to be indifferent, and waved his hands like the Liang Yuanque he had seen before, "What are you talking about? It's just a corpse, how can I be afraid."
His mental activities were too obvious, and Liang Yuanque, who had read countless people, had long seen through his thoughts, but now that he said so...
Liang Yuanque only raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Anyway, he felt that it was time for him to find a helper. Since Zhuang Youjie was so positive, he should just keep him.
So Liang Yuanque told him what they were going to do next while eating wontons.
The location of this village is very magical. Liang Yuanque had inquired about it before coming here. This village calls itself "Dala Su", which means "water wave", so people in the neighboring Luo Chuanshui Town call it, "Water Village".
The separation between Shuizhai and Luochuanshui Town is not a river, but the white line that Zhuang Youjie saw. That is, the area north of the white line, including Luochuan River, is Luochuanshui Town.
On the way here, my sister-in-law also introduced to Zhuang Youjie that half of Luo Chuanshui Town is a river, which is the same as what Liang Yuanque said.
Shuizhai is a very closed village. Men and women are not allowed to marry outside the village. In the past, they did not interact with people from the town opposite. In recent years, they have gradually begun to communicate and trade with Luo Chuanshui Town.
However, there are still very few people coming out of the village. They are usually young men in their twenties, and they claim to be buyers in the village.
In this mysterious water village, tribesmen are not allowed to go out, and outsiders are naturally not allowed to enter. It was only in the past few years that this situation improved.
If there is an emergency, or if someone from their village is with them, outsiders can enter.
The dead person Liang Yuanque showed to Zhuang Youjie was how he entered the water village two months ago.
The deceased's name was Wang Ming. He was only 20 years old this year. He was a migrant worker who moved around. He accumulated a lot of knowledge during his many years of wandering, slowly developed his talent, and became a wandering poet.
While working, he wrote poems and sold them to newspapers. Gradually he became somewhat famous and made more money than before.
After he got rich, he gradually began to travel around the mountains and rivers, looking for inspiration during the journey.
About two months ago, he came to Luo Chuanshui Town and naturally discovered the strange village on the other side.
From the letter he wrote to his friend, he learned that he met a young man from the water village in Luochuanshui Town. The two hit it off and he proposed to visit the village, and the young man agreed to take him in.
And this letter describing what he saw turned out to be his final work.
What happened to him later was unknown until two weeks ago, when his body floated up from the Luochuan River. A reporter who was also traveling was the first to discover him and also took a photo of the body.
Through the address where he had previously sent letters, enthusiastic reporters found his friend and informed him of his death.
Wang Ming's friend was deeply saddened, and at the same time he did not believe that Wang Ming committed suicide by drowning or had an accident.
Because Wang Ming is a very optimistic and cheerful person. He grew up in a poor family and never read a book for a day. He went out to work to make money at a very young age. In such an environment, he can still maintain a good attitude.
Later, when he was working as a cleaner in a middle school, through his persistence and perseverance, he finally learned to write and even write poems.
How could a person who could maintain a positive attitude in the face of adversity choose to commit suicide when he still gained fame and financial freedom?
As for accidents, my friends think it is even more unlikely.
Wang Ming has been working outside since he was a teenager. He has done all kinds of hard work, so he has developed a very strong and strong body, and his fists and feet are also very agile.
More importantly, he was also from a water town, and his friends knew very well that he had excellent water skills and would not have any accidents even in very fast rivers.
Therefore, Wang Ming's friend began to wonder whether Wang Ming met bad people on the road and was murdered for money. And the first thing he suspected was the Shuizhai young man Wang Ming mentioned in his letter.
Friends are Wang Ming's only contacts in this world. After his death, his property was handed over to his friends.
So after a lot of searching, the friend found a detective with a good reputation, and asked Liang Yuanque to find the truth using all of Wang Ming's property as a commission.
After Liang Yuanque took over the case, he thought of Zhuang Youjie, who had previously requested to be brought with him, and wrote a postcard asking him to come with him.
He asked Zhuang Youjie to come at this time because he knew that he was already on summer vacation and would have plenty of time.
Liang Yuanque took the lead and came here to investigate.
He found that since Wang Ming's death, the water village seemed to have returned to its previous state. For a long time, no buyers had left the village, and outsiders were not allowed to enter.
The reporter who took the photo wanted to enter the village to inquire about the case and go back to write a report, but was violently kicked out.
He was a bit of a jerk. In order to be able to write reports, he came up with the idea of sneaking into the village secretly. However, he was discovered as soon as he carried out the plan and was beaten up by the young people in the village.
When Liang Yuanque came to him to buy photos, he was still bruised and swollen.
"Since Wang Ming wrote for the last time before his death that he went to the water village, I think it is still necessary to investigate the village." Liang Yuanque said.
After listening to his story, Zhuang Youjie looked back at the stockade. It was now dark, and the entire water stockade was like a huge beast dormant in the night.
"You also said that they are very careful now. How are we going to get in? Can you beat us if we force our way in?"
Liang Yuanque finished eating the wontons and took out his wallet to pay, "So, I need your help."
Zhuang Youjie thought to himself, don't bring me with you in the fight. My ability in fighting is negligible!
