See you soon!
Perhaps only these three words can describe Xiren's current feelings.
Who is Qi Hongjun?
He is the patron saint of millions of people in Panlong County. No matter day or night, he has to rush to the scene of criminal cases. He looks numb when faced with blood or even corpses. He has no belief in ghosts and gods at all. The executive deputy bureau and the captain of the criminal police brigade!
But now——
But he told Xiren that there was a thousand-year-old zombie in the southern mountainous area of Panlong County.
The three women who were trampled to death in the heavy fog tragedy were probably zombies.
She also warned the attacker not to pursue this case again; because over the years, all those who try to thoroughly investigate the cases committed by zombies will die in mysterious circumstances; especially she is a young and beautiful girl, who happens to be the favorite of zombies. The goal.
even.
Not only was the attacker unable to thoroughly investigate the case, he was also unable to mention the zombies outside the house.
Otherwise, she would most likely be targeted by that zombie and suffer horrific injuries in heavy fog or on a full moon night!
Isn't this nonsense?
"Zombie case? Who is the murderer? Can he use zombies to cover up the cruel crimes he committed? And use evil legends to make people dare not easily investigate the case, or even mention it?"
Xiren frowned and thought for a while, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.
soon.
Wang Qiang, who worked in the secretarial department of the county bureau next door, knocked on Xiren's door.
"Wang Qiang, sit down."
After Xiren asked Wang Qiang to sit down, he asked casually: "How old are you this year? How many years have you been working in the county bureau? Where is your hometown?"
"Report to Bureau Qin."
Wang Qiang, who had just sat down on the sofa, stood up immediately: "I am 28 years old. I have been with the county bureau for seven years. My hometown is Celadon Town in our county."
"Ah, very good."
The attacker nodded and asked again: "Wang Qiang, how much do you know about the Great Fog Massacre?"
Before she finished speaking——
Wang Qiang's expression changed obviously.
Even subconsciously, he hurriedly looked back at the door.
outside the door.
The sun was shining brightly at nine o'clock in the morning, and a few small sparrows were standing on the handrails of the open-air corridor, chirping.
After seeing his instinctive action, Xiren's heart moved.
"Qin Bureau."
Wang Qiang lowered his eyes and whispered: "I don't know anything about this case."
He has been working in the county bureau for seven years, especially as a local man who still works as a secretary, but he claims that he does not know anything about this case!
Xiren asked calmly: "Really?"
Wang Qiang replied: "Really."
Xiren said nothing more and waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.
Wang Qiang actually knew very well that this was an excellent opportunity for him to perform in front of the new director and possibly get promoted.
He gave up without hesitation!
Just because the attacker mentioned the heavy fog tragedy——
"It's really interesting that a legend passed down from ancient times can make everyone in the county bureau fearful."
Xiren muttered to himself with disdain on his face, and the phone rang.
The secretary of Panlong County Secretary Li Chengyu invited Bureau Qin to the county committee for a meeting at ten o'clock.
This was also the first team meeting Li Chengyu specially held after she and Lou Yitai landed in Panlong County.
"Okay, I know."
Xiren thought for a while when he put down the phone, got up and walked to the door of the lounge, deliberately changing into casual clothes.
The county bureau is only a 20-minute walk from the county compound.
It was just past nine o'clock, and Xiren wanted to chat with someone casually on the way to the county compound.
Turn left after exiting the county bureau. There are many stalls selling vegetables on the roadside a hundred meters ahead.
Not long after the Spring Festival, the vegetables on roadside stalls were mainly shelf-stable Chinese cabbage and potatoes.
Several elderly people picked up vegetable leaves in front and back of the stall with snakeskin bags.
Xiren walked up to the old people and asked an aunt: "Auntie, are you collecting vegetable leaves to feed the chickens?"
Beautiful little girl, aunt or old man, all like to talk to her.
After the two chatted for a few minutes.
Qin Xiren changed the topic: "Auntie, I came to work in Panlong County from another place. I overheard my colleagues saying that there is some kind of thousand-year-old zombie in the mountains south of Panlong County?"
aunt--
The smile on the wrinkled old face suddenly stiffened.
Then, without waiting for Qin Xiren to say anything else, she picked up the snakeskin bag and hurried away.
Um?
Xiren was confused and subconsciously looked at the other old men and women.
Among them, two aunts and an old man turned around and left without waiting for Xiren to say anything.
"Qi Hongjun once told me that you should never talk about zombies outside the house, otherwise the zombies might hear you. Wang Qiang also kept his words secret, as did the people on the street. It seems that the legend of this thing has been deeply rooted in It has been deeply implanted in the hearts of the local people, which can be said to be a shame.”
Xiren suddenly realized——
But I saw an old man still standing nearby, leaning on the telephone pole, taking out his pipe and pot. Although his face was unshaven, he was very calm, like an expert from this world.
Xiren was surprised and asked the old man: "Uncle, why are they all gone?"
hehe.
The uncle smiled: "Isn't it because you mentioned the zombies in the south? They are all afraid of them."
The attacker tilted his chin slightly and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
"I'm just an old bachelor. I don't have any daughters, granddaughters, or daughters-in-law at home. Cough!"
The uncle took a puff of cigarette, coughed, and said, "What do I have to be afraid of?"
Xiren looked puzzled.
But the uncle just smoked slowly, looked up at the sky, and stopped talking.
Xiren seemed to understand something and took out a large unity card from his wallet and handed it to the uncle.
The uncle smiled, but shook his head: "Daughter, I don't want to harm you."
Xiren didn't waste any time and handed over two banknotes again.
uncle--
What do you say about this?
Since the "daughter" has to spend money to die!
Master, then let her fulfill her——
"The legend of zombies in the south has existed hundreds of years ago. It was just used as a talking point for people to talk about after dinner. It was said to be magical, but no one took it seriously. After all, no one has really seen such things as ghosts and zombies. Pass."
"But since more than thirty years ago, the legend of zombies in the south has suddenly become evil."
"In that special era——"
After the uncle kept talking for seven or eight minutes, he added: "Anyway, as long as there are daughters and young wives at home, no one dares to talk about zombies outside the house. Because it is said that anyone who spreads the news outside may be killed by zombies. If they hear it, they will run to his house at night and kidnap his daughter or wife. They may even trample him to death."
Xiren looked interested and nodded.
"The zombie has a characteristic, that is, it only hurts young women, and all the men and women who try to track down its whereabouts. Therefore, as an old bachelor with no young women at home, I have never thought about tracking down the zombie, and of course I am not afraid to talk about it outside. .”
The uncle said this.
Suddenly he lowered his voice: "Daughter, have you heard about the tragic incident last winter where Comrade Huang, who worked at the County Commission for Discipline Inspection, and her two daughters were trampled to death by zombies?"
Xiren nodded: "It was because I heard about this tragedy that I became interested in this zombie."
"It is said that on her 49th birthday, Comrade Huang, who had only been working in Panlong County for half a year, casually talked about it with her two daughters when she was shopping on the street outside. As a result, in the heavy fog In the thick of midnight, the mother and daughter were trampled to death in the courtyard of the county family. I also heard that their bodies were all covered with scratches. After this incident, no one dared to walk on the street. That’s nonsense.”
The uncle looked around.
Then he said to the attacker: "Daughter, you have to be careful!"
