Just when the village chief grabbed Zhang Fan's clothes, Zhang Fan pressed his wrist with his backhand. Then his hand gradually tightened, and the pain in the village chief's hold was unbearable, and his face was slightly distorted.
For Zhang Fan, who had gained some physical strength in the hell maze, the elderly village chief was just like a child and was not enough to look at.
As long as they are not the kind of bodyguards who have been trained and strong, such as the bodyguards that followed Mr. Chen in the previous school, any ordinary person will not actually pose a threat in Zhang Fan's eyes.
"Oh? What evidence do you have that can confirm that I killed the person?"
Zhang Fan let go of the village chief and pushed him aside. There was a hint of displeasure in his eyes as he stared coldly at the young man named Liu Kun.
"Evidence? What more evidence do you need? You just arrived in our village yesterday, and people started dying the next day. Isn't this reason enough?"
After listening to Zhang Fan's words, Liu Kun shouted loudly and arrogantly.
"Tsk tsk!"
"According to what you said, as long as someone just arrived in this village and someone died the next day, would you think it was him?"
"It's so ridiculous! What nonsense!"
Zhang Fan laughed angrily at Liu Kun's shameless words.
He had never seen anyone as shameless as Liu Kun. He just made a casual guess and concluded that he was the murderer. If he really had to infer this, even the entire village would be suspected of murder.
"If you don't have substantive evidence, stop barking here, otherwise...I have the right to call the police!!"
"Uncle policeman, do you think so?"
Zhang Fan glanced at the two plainclothes policemen calmly and said with a smile.
"Ahem! If you don't have evidence, please stop making nonsense. If this kind of joke is made, we may ask you to come back to the institute for tea with us!"
The flat-haired policeman in a black vest coughed dryly, looked at Liu Kun with a serious expression, and warned in a low voice. When he said the word "drink tea," his words were particularly heavy.
"you......!"
After listening to Zhang Fan's words and being warned in a low voice by the flat-headed policeman, Liu Kun's face suddenly lost its composure. He was about to say something, but found that he really couldn't provide any solid reason, so he looked at him with an ugly expression. Zhang Fan cursed: "You kid, just wait for me if you have the guts! We are not done with this matter today!"
After scolding Zhang Fan, he squeezed out of the crowd without looking back and trotted down the mountain.
The villagers who were waiting to watch the show showed disdain when they saw Liu Kun running away in embarrassment.
"This Liu Kun is still so frivolous! He doesn't care what the occasion is, and he dares to show up and stab him?!"
A bald man with a fat beer belly curled his lips and laughed sarcastically.
"Shh! Keep your voice down, don't let others hear it. Liu Kun is Aunt Wang's son after all. If Aunt Wang knows that you scolded Liu Kun today, will your family still want to live in peace? Believe it or not, Aunt Wang will come to you with a small bench. Telling stories to people at home?!"
A skinny man heard the bald man mocking Liu Kun. He quickly touched the bald man with his elbow and reminded him.
Being reminded like this by the skinny man, the bald man reacted instantly, and a slight cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Hey, I drank too much this morning. This can't be true, it can't be true!"
The bald man scratched the back of his head with embarrassment and hurriedly explained.
If Aunt Wang blocked the door of their house with a bench, their whole family might not be able to sleep well.
Everyone in the villages around Fangyuan doesn't know that Aunt Wang is a talkative woman and is good at gossip. If she really targets him, the news about him sending watermelons to the widow next door the day before yesterday will probably spread.
This Aunt Wang was not something a farmer like him could afford to offend.
Scared, scared!
Thinking of these terrible consequences, the bald man shrank his neck hastily, not daring to speak casually.
"Although the young man just now couldn't produce any substantive evidence, what he said actually makes sense. You are still quite suspicious, so until the truth is found out, young man, just stay in the village honestly. Where can you go?" You’re not allowed to go either!”
The crew cut policeman's eyes gradually became cold and stern. He looked at Zhang Fan and warned loudly.
"I understand, so I won't leave these days. I live in Zhang Suya's house. If anything happens, you can come to me at any time!"
Zhang Fan was not too surprised by this. In fact, the flat-headed policeman's reminder was just a disguised way of telling him not to leave the village casually recently to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
He finally came to Zhangjiacun. If he was regarded as a murderer by the villagers in this matter, all his subsequent work to help Ma Xiuqin might become more difficult to carry out.
It has been less than two days since he returned to the Hell Maze, so he has to wait patiently for the police to find out the truth.
Seeing that Zhang Fan's attitude was quite good, the flat-headed policeman immediately frowned and said: "Don't worry, our police will never wrongly accuse a good person, and of course... we will never let a bad person go!"
After he said this, he led another plainclothes policeman who looked younger and left.
They are now going to the village to learn about the deceased's life story and see if he had any grudges or offended anyone.
The process of investigating a case is very long and requires understanding many things in order to get some clues.
When the villagers saw that the two plainclothes policemen had left, they immediately dispersed. People had already died in the back mountain area. It was very unlucky and they would not wait if they could.
Soon the back mountain, which was originally bustling with people, became quiet again in the blink of an eye.
But Zhang Fan was not in a hurry to leave. He slowly came to the bottomless lake and looked down.
But inside the lake, it was turbid. In addition to the thick mud, there was only smelly green moss.
Zhang Fan stood by the lake and stared for a long time, and finally withdrew his gaze because he didn't find anything unusual.
The lake is very ordinary, nothing weird about it.
"Is it possible that I'm overthinking it?"
Zhang Fan murmured in a low voice.
.......
When I returned to Zhang Suya's home, it was already past nine in the morning.
Zhang Fan described everything that happened in the back mountain to Ma Xiuqin, but he did not say anything about Liu Kun framed him.
Because he was afraid that Ma Xiuqin would worry, Zhang Fan could only hide it.
Good thing now, just because of this, he can't even leave the village now.
Not to mention taking Ma Xiuqin to the city for medical treatment and buying supplies such as food.
He can't go anywhere now, so he can only chat with Ma Xiuqin at home.
In this way, Zhang Fan chatted with Ma Xiuqin for nearly a day. It was not until 18 o'clock in the afternoon that Ma Xiuqin had dinner and went to bed.
Zhang Fan sat on the bench in the yard, looking at the starry sky.
Not to mention, when you look at the night sky in the countryside, you can actually see the endless stars, but when you look in the city, you can't see anything.
Maybe it’s because the city at night is so bright with lights and feasting that even the stars in the night sky are covered.
At this time, Zhang Fan seemed to be looking at the vastness of stars in the night sky, but in fact, he was distracted and thinking about other things.
In fact, he had a question in his head today, but he still didn't understand it.
He couldn't understand why Liu Kun would inexplicably frame him during the day. Looking at the other person's expression, it seemed that he had some deep hatred for him.
By the way, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered something. In the morning, he seemed to have heard from the villagers that Liu Kun seemed to be Aunt Wang's son.
If Liu Kun is Aunt Wang's son, then all the unfounded conflicts and frame-ups can be explained away.
Last night, Aunt Wang came to the house with her grandson to collect a debt, but he gave him a lecture and finally ran away in despair, so Aunt Wang couldn't bear to swallow it, so she asked Liu Kun to stand up and frame him during the day.
But in order to frame him well, something big might be needed to push Zhang Fan to the forefront, thereby arousing everyone's hostility and vigilance.
And the so-called big things must be the kind that can alarm the whole village. Ordinary things are not enough.
So, there was a death incident that happened today, and the person who died was not an ordinary person, but the son of the village chief.
The village chief's son died, which was a big event that could make the entire Zhangjia Village tremble.
If we follow this guess, then Liu Kun's family is highly suspected of committing the crime.
After thinking about this, Zhang Fan seemed to suddenly realize that in order to put himself to death, he even dared to kill the village chief's son. This was really an extraordinary courage.
This can be considered extremely daring.
After pondering for a long time, Zhang Fan also had some clues in his mind. It seemed that the breakthrough in the case would have to start from Liu Kun's family.
Zhang Fan let out a deep breath, stood up and walked towards the house.
He barely slept well last night, so he was feeling a bit tired now, so Zhang Fan decided to go to bed early tonight.
Zhang Fan was lying on the bed, and he couldn't help but think of the strange figure standing beside his bed last night, watching him.
What on earth was that thing? Just its appearance caused him to feel compulsory. This was really weird.
...
For a long time, Zhang Fan's eyelids trembled, and sleepiness soon came over him, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.
Time passed little by little.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Zhang Fan heard the harsh sound of a broken mirror.
The next second, Zhang Fan suddenly woke up from his sleep and hurriedly sat up. He looked around nervously, but found nothing unusual.
At this moment, the room was quiet and extremely dark, and there was a damp smell in the air, as if something strange had come while he was sleeping.
If Zhang Fan hadn't been suddenly awakened by the sound of the mirror breaking, he wouldn't have dared to imagine what he would have encountered.
"It came...and then it went..."
Just when Zhang Fan's face was full of vigilance, Wu Lin's soft words suddenly rang in his ears.
"it?"
"Who is that?"
Zhang Fan swallowed and said to himself.
"It... was scary... but... gone again..."
Wu Lin's intermittent words sounded again.
As soon as Zhang Fan heard this, he suddenly felt horrified and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
What on earth is this weird thing that can make Wu Lin feel frightened?
It seemed that the sound of the mirror breaking just now was Wu Lin's warning to him.
If he hadn't woken up immediately just now, would he have been attacked by that terrifying thing?
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan broke into a cold sweat, and fear gradually emerged in his heart.
Just as he was scared, suddenly, the patter of footsteps suddenly sounded on the street outside.
The footsteps were heavy and loud, but the sound gradually weakened at the same time, as if the owner of the footsteps was retreating away at the moment.
In the countryside at night, people go to bed very early, but the originally silent streets are broken by the sound of loud footsteps.
Even though such loud footsteps did not attract many people's attention, not many people even dared to come out to see the reason.
Zhang Fan looked at his phone and found that it was already past one in the morning.
Because the footsteps outside were so weird, he had a vague intuition in his heart. If he followed the footsteps, he might find some breakthrough clues, and it was very possible to even directly find the murderer of the village chief's son.
Once the murderer is found, Zhang Fan's suspicion will be completely cleared.
Zhang Fan didn't delay, because the loud footsteps were getting farther and farther away. If he didn't catch up as soon as possible, he might not be able to catch up even if he tried to catch up.
Zhang Fan hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out quickly.
Because the sound of the bamboo door opening was very harsh, Zhang Fan was afraid of disturbing the situation, so he thought for a while and decided to climb over the wall to get out.
Due to the added physical strength, Zhang Fan's physical fitness was far beyond that of ordinary people, and he jumped out of the wall with almost no effort.
When he came to the street, he found that the whole street was dark, without any lights, not even street lights.
"Wu Lin, do you know which direction they went?"
Zhang Fan directly talked to Wu Lin through Li Gui's frame.
As long as you don't summon your own ghost, there is no cost of consuming blood. The method of contacting the ghost through the ghost frame was something he accidentally discovered a few days ago.
"southeast!"
Wu Lin responded quickly.
"southeast?"
Zhang Fan took a breath of cold air.
Isn't that the direction of the back mountain?
Why did the owner of these footsteps go to the back mountain at one o'clock in the morning?
Could it be the murderer?
"Chase! Let's catch up and see!"
When Zhang Fan thought of this, he no longer had any hesitation in his heart.
He took a breath, held it in his chest, raised his feet and ran towards the southeast.
Zhang Fan's speed was amazing, and with Wu Lin's reminders from time to time, he avoided many difficult places on the road.
Twenty minutes later, Zhang Fan finally reached the area behind the mountain.
In the back mountains late at night, it was deathly silent, and the entire valley was wrapped in boundless darkness. The towering trees and vegetation were like ghosts with teeth and claws, slowly swinging in the dark night.
The leaves rustled like applause in the night wind.
This sound made my heart chill, and I couldn't stop feeling cold.
The back mountain was extremely dark, and the only light was cast by a bright moon in the vast night sky.
The distance from Zhangjiacun to the back mountain is a few miles at least. With Zhang Fan's current physical strength, running here so quickly was almost too much for even him.
Although Zhang Fan was very fast, the owner of the footsteps seemed to be faster. No matter how Zhang Fan chased him just now, he didn't even see a single hair.
Could it be that the footsteps had penetrated deep into the back mountain?
Zhang Fan's heart suddenly moved, and a bad thought came to his mind.
"There...two people...are...going...to the lake..."
Wu Lin's voice sounded again.
"What?"
"Went to the lake?"
After Zhang Fan heard this, his heart trembled, and a hint of ominous premonition arose.
Is it possible that there is something weird about the lake in the back mountain?
Zhang Fan didn't dare to think too much. He took a breath again and strode towards the lake in the back mountain.
But just as he was getting closer and closer to the lake, he realized that he was still a step too late. The two people Wu Lin reminded him just now had completely submerged into the lake and disappeared.
"Why is this happening?"
Zhang Fan stopped and his voice was a little trembling.
He was obviously moving very fast and was about to catch up, so why was it still a step too late?
"Wu Lin, prepare to save people!"
Zhang Fan shouted in a low voice.
Since those two people had just been submerged in the lake, maybe if he rushed up at this time, he might be able to rescue them.
The moment Zhang Fan shouted these words, a rustling sound rang out from a patch of grass in the distance, and then a figure jumped out of it.
"Why is there anyone else?"
Zhang Fan frowned when he saw someone jumping out of the grass.
Not wanting to avoid being seen, Zhang Fan hurriedly knelt down, leaned over and hid behind a big tree, only sticking out half of his eyes to look at the figure.
"Haha! I brought the sacrifice, give me what I want!"
The figure was jumping up and down, looking extremely excited, and shouted.
The next moment he finished shouting these words, the originally bottomless green lake suddenly changed. At this moment, the lake water suddenly boiled violently, and black and transparent water bubbles bubbled up.
Such a strange scene, but the figure did not show any fear, as if he had been accustomed to it.
"Bang! Bang!"
The boiling black water bubbles gradually disappeared at a certain moment. At the same time, two golden bricks suddenly flew out from under the lake water and hit the shore heavily. Two banging sounds were heard immediately.
"It turns out...it's him!!"
Zhang Fan, who was hiding behind the big tree, finally saw clearly the true face of that figure in Lushan under the light of the moonlight.
That figure was none other than Liu Kun, who framed him during the day.
"It turns out that all this is really Liu Kun's fault!"
"Wait, what is that? Is that a gold brick?!"
Zhang Fan was probably surprised when he saw Liu Kun, but then when he saw the two shining golden bricks on the ground, he suddenly felt a huge wave in his heart.
