In Jinzhai Village, the sound of mournful music resounded throughout the valley today, and the village was enveloped in a sad atmosphere.
At the request of their families, Hua Mei and Er Sha were taken back to the village and buried early this morning according to the ceremony.
Early in the morning, everyone in the village came to help and see them off on their last journey.
After making an appointment with Feng Zhonglin yesterday, Qiyue and Feng Zhonglin drove from the city to the village early in the morning.
They did not enter the village, but stopped on the road behind the village.
Watching the villagers carrying two coffins walking on the path in the field.
The sound of firecrackers didn't stop all the way, and a pile of Ming coins was burned across a field.
"Is there still no progress in the case?"
Qi Yue turned around and asked Feng Zhonglin.
Feng Zhonglin said calmly: "Not yet.
The murderer's method of committing the crime was too clean, leaving no clues.
But as you said, the deaths of Hua Mei and Er Sha must be connected."
Qi Yue frowned.
If they couldn't find out the truth, even if the villagers knew that Hua Mei and Er Sha were murdered, they would still blame her.
Her eyes narrowed: "Brother Feng, let's go to Hua Mei's house and Er Sha's house again."
Seeing that she was very determined, Feng Zhonglin had no choice but to nod.
While the villagers were going to bury the two men, it was the best time for them to enter the village.
Qi Yue first arrived at the place where Hua Mei’s body was found.
The body was discovered at 2:34 a.m. on September 3.
According to the autopsy report, the deceased should have died around 7 p.m. on September 2.
Therefore, the sunba behind Huamei's house is definitely not the first crime scene.
In other words, someone used some method to get the body of the flower girl here from another place.
But, what is the solution?
As soon as Qi Yue walked to Shaiba, she saw a child holding a stick and playing with sparrows on a wire from the top of Huamei's house.
"Kids, you can't play here.
This is a wire, it has electricity."
Feng Zhonglin followed Qi Yue's gaze and immediately stepped forward to remind the little boy.
The little boy raised an innocent and clean face, holding a stick in his hand, tilting his head, staring at Feng Zhonglin with a pair of grape-like eyes: "There is no electricity.
The last time I got up at night to pee, I saw Er Sha Ge pulled a thick rope from Aunt Hua’s tiled house and slid it from here to the tree over there.”
Feng Zhonglin turned around and looked at Qiyue, who was also surprised.
The two immediately left Shaiba and ran to Huamei's house.
This is a newly built three-story building with little furniture inside, which is quite clean and tidy.
"Last time I checked, this was not the first scene of the crime.
There were no blood stains or signs of a fight."
As Feng Zhonglin was talking, he saw Qi Yue looking down at the ground thoughtfully.
Rural people like to dig a cellar in the main house.
When the sweet potato and radish harvest season comes, they can be stored below to ensure that they do not go bad.
Her eyes peered through the upper panels of the cellar, and her expression slowly became solemn.
Feng Zhonglin also stared at those boards and said, "Our people went down and took a look.
They were all sweet potatoes and nothing else."
Seeing that her expression was getting worse and worse, he stopped.
"Xiao Miao, what did you see?"
"I think this is the scene of the first murder."
Qi Yue looked at Feng Zhonglin seriously.
"How is this possible?"
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But they went down to check and found no evidence at all.
Except for a push of ash, they are potatoes and sweet potatoes.
Qiyue asked: "No one has ever doubted, is there any difference in the ash down here?"
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