Zhao Zhuojue didn't bother to pay attention to him. He inserted the spare sword into its sheath, then handed over to Boss Hu and said, "Sorry for the intrusion."
Boss Hu said, where? where? You led the government servants to capture the evil and eliminate the evil, calm the chaos and calm the people. I am too late to be grateful. How can you call it an interruption? He walked to the intersection and stretched out his hand to block it, so be it! Servant Zhao, you and the rest of the police can have a drink here and then go home. Anyway, we have arrested the one who should be arrested.
no! no! We accept Boss Hu’s favor. This unsolved case has not yet been resolved, and we need to take the prisoner back for interrogation. I’ll come back to taste your hotel’s eight-flavored food next time I have a chance. After Zhao Zhuo finished speaking, he turned around and made a departure gesture to the two detectives who were detaining Wu Congcong. Wu Congcong stamped his feet and shouted again: I am not a prisoner, please let me go, let me go...
You are not a criminal, but you still pretend to be a good citizen? Zhao Zhuojue's face darkened, he stretched out his hand to lift his chin and said, "Let me tell you, Gao Youneng, nicknamed Heizi in Gaojiazhuang, has been arrested and brought to justice. We only arrested you based on his confession. Could it be that you were unjustly arrested?" Can't?
After hearing this, Wu Congcong knew it was over. He didn't say anything anymore, with his head hanging down, and he was escorted back to the county government office by the police led by Zhao Zhuojue for interrogation.
On the same day, Ma Huwei, a hunter from Majiazhuang, was walking through the forest behind his house. He was holding an earthen gun filled with explosives, and iron skewers were placed in the explosives, which could kill muntjacs and the like. Big wild animals with hairy horns, even if bigger and more ferocious wild animals were hit by the iron drill he mixed with explosives in the gun, they would be killed instantly.
If the gun is only filled with explosives with bullets as big as soybeans, it can only kill birds. Right now, Ma Huwei is eager to hunt down a few more deer and other big wild animals, because since the problem between Huang Huiyun and Wang Jiamu was solved in that insidious and cruel way, he no longer has any worries.
Huang Huiyun promised to marry his son Ma Huangmao, and the wedding would be held on a certain date. Naturally, relatives and friends would be invited to a banquet for a wedding banquet. It would be better to have game such as mountain deer at the wedding banquet. He didn't want to go to the game stalls on the street to buy this kind of game. It was best to hunt in the mountains himself. But the fire was not good today, and I didn't even catch a turtle dove until the afternoon.
Ma Huwei climbed from one mountain to another and saw only the excrement of rabbits, weasels, badgers, pigs and other wild animals, but no trace of them. He regretted that he shouldn't have hunted during the day, but at night, because most wild animals hunted during the day and at night. He should have considered this, but because he was eager for success, he hunted when he shouldn't be hunting, but he failed.
Ma Huwei has a bit of a stubborn temper. He doesn't want to return empty-handed when he comes out. He hunts birds when animals are difficult to hunt. He knows that there are many birds returning to their nests at dusk. If he aims accurately, he can get a good harvest by firing a shot. He waited patiently. It was still early, probably late in the afternoon, and he would have to wait at least more than an hour before it would get dark.
Ma Huwei waded through a deep stream and came to a mountain col. Standing on the mountain col, he could see the whole picture of Majiazhuang located at the foot of the mountain. He was not in the mood to watch, and suddenly thought of one early morning a few days ago, when he and his son took the cloth bag containing the dead head to the mountain behind the house and buried it. They did it very secretly and quietly after that. Didn't cause any trouble.
In fact, both gods and ghosts are aware of this matter. When Ma Huwei climbed over the mountain pass and walked on the rugged green-shaded winding path, looking east and west with his sinister eyes full of intent, the tree god and grass god on the mountain saw him and became angry. Talking about the bad things Ma Huwei did.
The tree god shook his green hair and said, "That guy is still at ease, as if nothing happened. He is really cunning."
The Grass God patted Ma Huwei on the back and joked, even if the crime was committed, the guy was not guilty of death. He only participated in the burial of the dead head, not directly involved in the killing...
What are you fighting for? The mountain god suddenly appeared on the mountain, stroking his white beard that floated to his chest, and said that he did not report the knowledge and was suspected of harboring it; he also directly participated in burying the dead head, and was suspected of collaborating to assist in the crime.
Grandpa Mountain God, Ma Huwei, his son, and the snake-hearted wife-to-be are all at large. It is so unfair! The tree god sighed, and the surrounding woods trembled leisurely.
Yes. It's so unfair. I really want to see them punished by the government! The grass god helped, and the grass on the mountain rang the wind chimes happily, as if cheering.
The laws of nature are fair and there is a process for making a case. As the mountain god said this, he flashed to Ma Huwei's side, stretched out his foot and tripped. Good guy, Ma Huwei fell onto the mountain road with a thump. There was a loud noise and a ball of sparks shot out.
It turned out that the gunpowder that Ma Huwei was holding without pulling the trigger tripped and went off. Fortunately, the barrel of the gunshot was facing the outside and burned a piece of grass to a crisp. The air was filled with a choking smell of gunpowder. Ma Huwei was not injured, just frightened. He complained to himself, what happened? One fall and it went off the rails.
The tree god and the grass god looked at the mountain god who immediately retreated and said, "Grandpa Mountain God, why didn't you let that guy Ma Huwei's blunderbuss kill him in turn?"
No need, I just gave him an ominous omen, he will fall into the matter of burying dead heads. As for his longevity and misfortune, King Yama will decide it. It is not my business, so why bother with that? The mountain god said leisurely and contentedly while walking on the mountain ground.
Ma Huwei stood up from the ground and had to go down the mountain if he didn't want to. He was holding a gun that had gone off, thinking in his mind: When he got home, he would build a new stick of explosives, and then go hunting again at night.
But when he walked out of the col and looked up, dark clouds were rolling in the sky and the blue sky was covered. It felt like it was going to rain. He sighed, "Holy shit, it's hard to go out at night."
Along the return mountain road, when we were almost behind the Majia Village house, a bolt of lightning flashed, followed by a thunderbolt, like a ball of sparks, and exploded deafeningly nearby, but it was like exploding in front of us. The always bold and careless person Wei instinctively shivered, and the gun in his hand almost fell to the ground. He thought extremely: If this guy didn't have a fire on the mountain col, he might have a fire here.
Another burst of muffled thunder rolled faintly in the distance, and dense raindrops began to fall from the sky. He hid under an ancient maple tree behind the house for a moment, and the rain stopped. He stepped on the wet pavement and walked straight into his backyard. I thought: As long as it doesn’t rain, I can still hunt at night. Returning empty-handed today, Ma Huwei is really unwilling.
The backyard of his house was open, but the back door connected to the main house was closed. Ma Huwei walked over, knocked on the door, and called his wife. After calling several times, no one responded. He was about to walk around to the front of the house when he heard footsteps, maybe his wife was coming.
The back door opened with a creak, and his wife stuck her head out and looked at him, with a dark cloud on her face and said nothing.
Before Ma Huwei could recover, he saw two police officers from the yamen following his wife. He had a premonition that something had been done. Sure enough, one of the square-faced police officers came up to him and shouted, "Old man Ma, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
