Yao Cong finally decided to dig the pit.
In his words: "Even though the pit is small, what if a person is buried vertically? Many criminals like to do such twisted things."
Di Ying followed him.
He asked Peng Liang to take the shovel he had prepared in advance from his horse, and the three of them dug.
The twelfth lunar month is covered with snow and ice.
Even though the soil in this pit was relatively loose, the three of them were soon sweating from digging.
Yao Cong felt a little excited when he pushed the shovel down for the first time and it didn't feel so hard.
After breaking through the hardest surface soil, he dug harder and harder.
The more I dug, the more I realized: There must be something buried underneath.
Di Ying dug one shovel after another.
While digging, he kept looking around and observing everything he could see.
As for Peng Liang, his starry eyes were full of helplessness. The attitude is not positive and I am not slack. In my mind: Just think of this as an exercise.
When the three of them couldn't dig anymore, and even the excited Yao Cong couldn't lift his arms, the pit was dug out to a depth of more than one meter and a width of nearly two meters.
Nothing at all.
Yao Cong refused to give up and wanted to dig more, but the loose soil underneath had turned into hard rock, which could not be shoveled down with a shovel.
It only makes a sound of "dang, dang, boring, boring".
Yao Cong was discouraged, swung the shovel, sat down at the bottom of the pit, and looked at the smiling Fatty Di.
He pouted and said inexplicably: "You are fat because you lack physical labor."
Di Ying: "...I have been fat since I was a child. I gain weight even if I eat wild vegetables."
Yao Cong looked at the sky, "Don't think I didn't see you because you were hiding all this time. You can dig the hole on the other side of the hill yourself later."
Di Ying laughed and said, "Are you admitting defeat?"
"What else can we do?"
Yao Cong stood up, patted the soil on his butt, climbed out of the pit and said depressedly: "We have dug out rocks and there is nothing. If I don't admit defeat, I will be unreasonable. My character, Yao Cong, is not that bad. "
Di Ying raised her eyebrows.
He thought to himself: If it weren’t for your good character and smart mind, I wouldn’t have been able to pick you.
Thinking about it, without revealing his face, he raised his legs and walked towards the other side of the hills.
Just listen to Yao Cong ask him: "Besides the direction of the pit, there must be something else that can make you sure that something is wrong. Tell me about it, so that I can also have the opportunity to learn more."
Di Ying smiled and replied: "The weeds around the pit are deeper and the trees are thicker and stronger, so it is actually a very suitable place for setting traps.
I noticed that some of the bark of the trees had fallen off near the ground, and the weeds near the roots showed signs of being trampled.
Farther away, some branches are bent in an unnatural way.
Who would mess with tree bark? Who would deliberately bend a tree branch? Who walks next to tree roots? Orion.
This is a short mountain, and the area of the entire mountain is not very large, so the animals living in it will be smaller.
Such as rabbits, pheasants, foxes, badgers, etc.
Hunters usually do not set a single trap. Near a main pit, there must be shooting sticks, hanging nets, cages, etc.
This is to prevent prey from escaping after escaping from a trap. "
"I see!"
Yao Cong slapped his forehead and said in annoyance: "My thoughts are narrow, and I only focus on the matter of burying people, instead of observing and considering it as a whole."
As he said that, he couldn't help but give Di Ying a thumbs up.
However, after a few breaths, he still asked: "Sir, how did you guess that it was on the hilly side?"
Di Ying explained to him.
"You should have guessed everything about Wu Xiangjin's psychology. He may have indeed forgotten about Chen Hehua.
With such a young man's temperament, he should not care about beating someone to death.
I guess he would think: You can check it, you can check it at will. Anyway, even if you find it, you can't do anything to him. He is Wu Qiongsi's son.
Who dares to touch him? Who can touch him?
When he killed Wu Minzhe, it probably wasn't the first evil thing he did. And he has been safe and sound.
He will never take a fifth-grade official like you seriously.
So I guess: He will not be tempted to provoke you because of this.
Provocation usually refers to a low position turning to a high position, and a high position turning to a low position means contempt.
He despises you. Even if he kills Chen Hehua, he will only throw his body in front of you.
Or: Kill in front of you.
Is it difficult to hold you hostage to watch? Wouldn't it just satisfy his twisted mind? Wouldn't it be better to demonstrate to you?
If he didn't do that, it meant that he had forgotten Chen Hehua. And he suddenly wanted to come in and harm him. He must have been instructed by an 'expert'.
Or we can boldly guess that it was Wu Qiongsi who arranged the attack.
As soon as you file a complaint, Wu Qiongsi will receive the news. Don't forget, Wu Desen is the governor of Jingzhao. In Jingzhao Yamen, no one knows the exact number of people who are on the side of the Wu family. "
As he walked, Di Ying stopped and said again: "Wu Qiongsi is a man who is very good at pleasing Your Majesty.
He has little ability for official duties, but he has many twists and turns when it comes to small things.
Why is Wu Jianhui unlucky? Because he was too domineering and flamboyant, he accidentally violated His Majesty's taboo.
And what about Wu Qiongsi? There is a lot to think about and a lot of caution. He would help Wu Xiangjin wipe his ass, and naturally he would not bury Chen Hehua in the place where the accident happened.
But it won't be too far away. This is also why Wu Qiongsi despises you. The fact that you are in his heart is even less important than the fact that you are in Wu Xiangjin's heart.
He was just helping his son wrap things up. He could just bury him as far away as he wanted. No one would be able to find him. Naturally, they would not dig where there might be rocks.
Where else could it be? "
As Di Ying spoke, he stamped the ground beneath his feet, took the shovel from Peng Liang's hand, and started digging.
Yao Cong was dumbfounded and stared at Di Ying like a monster.
Di Ying glanced at him and urged: "Eyes are not big, no matter how big they are, come here and help dig. It's getting dark today."
Yao Cong: "..."
He silently took the shovel from Peng Liang and started digging vigorously, as if he was venting his anger after his appearance was attacked.
After digging a few shovels, he asked in a low voice: "Where do you want me to go?"
"Not urgent,"
Di Ying didn't stop, and replied calmly: "Your Majesty makes great use of talents. After I solve some more cases and gain some confidence to speak, I will recommend you."
"No,"
Yao Cong shook his head when he heard this and exposed him directly: "You think my skills are not enough, and you want me to learn more. Your plan... isn't it to kick me into the army?"
