"Difference?" I was stunned. I picked it up and took a closer look. I found that there were blood stains on both items, and the patterns on them were exactly the same. The second thing was the difference in material. "Where did you get this bronze fragment?" Coming?"
The middle-aged policeman stared at me closely, "We found it from Jiang Li's house. The blood stains on this fragment belong to Grandpa Jiang Li. The blood stained it for about half a month."
I was stunned again, and the same words came out again, but this time it sounded a little weirder.
That wooden sign fragment is like this, and this bronze fragment is like this too. They are both stained with Grandpa Jiang Li’s blood...
According to what he said, isn't Jiang Li's grandfather dead?
I had a bold idea in my mind. Jiang Li's grandfather was probably a head-dropping master in Southeast Asia... His previous death was just to deceive others!
However, it is impossible for the head-dropping masters in Southeast Asia to use their own blood as a primer when making sacrifices, which is very contradictory to this conjecture.
I couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.
At this time, the middle-aged policeman spoke again, "According to our investigation, you were in Dongyang City before and just came to Kuncheng not long ago. I want to know why you helped Jiang Li with her family matters when you first came here... ..”
The corner of my mouth twitched, they... were really cautious enough, and they shifted the target of suspicion to me again.
"Because this is what I do, I specialize in helping people deal with dirty things. Jiang Li found me that day, and I had never encountered anything like this before. Driven by curiosity, I agreed to help her take a look. But who could have imagined what happened that night..." I described the incident in detail, but did not mention being buried alive.
The middle-aged policeman nodded slightly and continued to ask, "Can you use these two things?"
"No." I shook my head decisively, secretly thinking that the other party was quite good at making mistakes. If he accidentally said yes, then the suspicion would be really unclear.
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then took out a photo from his bag and put it in my hand, "This is what we collected. The person on the top is Jiang Li's grandfather, and the one next to her is her grandmother. Have you seen them?" without?"
I hesitantly picked up the photo and looked at it.
The color photo shows two people, one of whom is an old man about seventy years old, holding a cane, and the other is Jiang Li's grandma, following closely behind the old man!
My back suddenly felt cold, and a chill ran up my spine.
Isn't Jiang Li's grandfather dead?
Jiang Li's grandma is also dead. I have seen it with my own eyes. The body is stiff. It looks like she has been dead for several days. But what is going on with the person in this photo?
At this time, I discovered another detail, that is, the crutch wielded by Jiang Li's grandfather was actually the same one I saw Jiang Li's grandma wielding when I first met her.
Looking at it again, Jiang Li's grandma walks like a normal person, but I remember she is a lame...
My heart sank instantly. I always felt that something was wrong with this matter, and it was getting weirder and weirder!
People who have been dead for several years come back to life, people who were alive and well suddenly die, and their bodies disappear again and appear in photos.
Looking at the background of the photo, I vaguely feel that this place is very familiar, just like in the urban village around Jiang Li's house.
Looking up at the middle-aged policeman again, I couldn't help but ask, "Is this photo of yours real?"
"Yes!" The middle-aged man rubbed his palms and replied seriously, "This photo was taken when we were stationed at the camp. We thought it was incredible at the time, but we have to believe the evidence here!"
I took a deep breath and slowly said, "Okay, can you tell me why you came to me here?"
Since joining the police station, he has talked to me about all kinds of problems. I always feel that they are looking for me for more than just these things.
The middle-aged man took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in front of me. He lit it and took two puffs. He slowly leaned on the chair and stared at me with a slightly focused gaze, " We want you to look into this.”
I moved my eyes towards the cigarette on the table, but never reached out to take it, "You want me to investigate? I'm just an ordinary person, what can I investigate?"
"Haha..." The middle-aged man smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are not an ordinary person. According to our investigation, after you came out of Taoyuan Village, you opened a fortune-telling shop in just two or three months. ....."
I was speechless. It turned out that someone else had already looked through my underwear behind my back.
"I have met a lot of people in your field and have cooperated with them many times..." The middle-aged man took the last two puffs of his cigarette and put out the cigarette butt directly, "I know what you want. I also know that only you know this matter best, and only you can handle it conveniently, so...you can choose to help or...not to help."
There was an unusual pressure radiating from his body, as if he were facing a superior person, which made me breathless.
I was silent for a long time and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I hope you really know what I want."
"My name is Yang Qiu. If you have any information, just contact me as soon as possible." If the middle-aged man didn't pick me up, he stood up slowly, put the bronze fragments and wooden signs back into his bag, and walked out of the door. .
I feel a little helpless, things have developed to this point, if I don't agree, he is afraid that he will strictly investigate what I have done before.
The death of Zhang Paozi, the death of Zhang Yunyun's parents, and even the death of enemies like Chen Qingshan, how could they withstand their investigation?
I always feel like a big net is gradually closing in on me, but I can't see what it is all about.
After leaving the police station, I realized that my back was soaked with sweat at some point.
Sister Bai quickly stepped forward, hugged my shoulders, and asked doubtfully, "What did you say inside?"
"It's nothing." I simply told her what happened.
I originally thought that Sister Bai would be very angry, but I didn't expect that she actually smiled and said that this was a good thing.
Good thing? I shook my head, wondering what was so good about being stared at.
Just when we were about to leave here, Su Ya suddenly came over, stopped in front of me, and took out a black handbag from behind, "He said you should be able to use the things Yang Qiu gave you, so take it yourself. Don’t lose it.”
I paused and reached out to take it, wanting to open it and take a look. Then I heard Su Ya say, "He asked me to tell you and look at it when you get back."
"It's so mysterious, it's like being a thief!" I muttered dissatisfiedly and handed the handbag to Sister Bai, "Did he say anything else?"
Su Ya shrugged, "Nothing, I just want you to pay attention to the safety of your home. He said... someone is eyeing your home."
I looked at her doubtfully, "Is someone targeting my house?"
