Chapter 136

Jiang Wang: "I've never seen this string of bells at Jiang's house. The police suspected that it was the material evidence that the villain accidentally fell on the scene. They began to focus on investigating this string of bells.

The design on the bell is very special. It is engraved with big poppies. We searched all the bells in the market and couldn't find the same style. "

"Never found it?"

The police didn't expect that there was this past, and looked at Jiang Wang with an apology in his eyes.

"I used all the forces of the Jiang family and spent a lot of money looking for objects engraved with poppy flowers. Finally, five years later, I found another similar bone flute."

"The bone flute is engraved with poppies. According to the man's account, this is the custom of their family. They like to engrave poppies on small objects they carry."

The policeman frowned: "why not other flowers?"

"Poppy is their totem."

Jiang's eyes became distant and misty, "noan in southern Xinjiang, a mysterious race with opium poppy as its totem."

The two policemen were confused. "Noan? But we haven't heard of this nation at all?"

Poppy flowers are gorgeous and attractive, but they are the main raw material for making Ya tablets. In the eyes of the world, they are well deserved evil flowers.

With such evil flowers as the totem of the race, it must not be something that can see light.

"There are few people in this ethnic group, and almost all of them stay in southern Xinjiang. According to their ancestral teachings, the noan people will never step out of Southern Xinjiang unless it is necessary. Therefore, in the eyes of the world, there is no such race at all."

Jiang Wang analyzed what he had heard bit by bit.

"Did you hear all these things from the owner of the bone flute?"

The more the two policemen listened, the more they felt that the current matter was beyond their cognitive scope. If the event itself had not been related to the tragic death of the Jiang family, they even suspected that Jiang Wang was making up the facts.

"Yes."

Jiang Wang gave them a positive answer, "noan people can't go out of Southern Xinjiang forever because of Zu Xun. If we didn't happen to catch this fish, I'm afraid we'd get nothing now."

This group is too mysterious. He has explored their specific location for seven years, but there is no clue.

"Do you mean to suspect that this mysterious group has something to do with this alcoholic?" the police linked the two cases.

Jiang Wang: "the noan people like to sacrifice. They will prepare sacrifices at New Year's festivals. All the people get together to pray. Before prayer begins, they will have a ceremony, the dance you see in the video."

"You mean! The drunkard in the video is not crazy at all, but dancing?!"

The amount of information was too huge for the two policemen, and their faces showed consternation.

"Yes, that's the dance," Jiang said

He perfectness as like as two peas in the video. He can never remember his mistakes.

The two policemen looked at each other.

Finally, one person put away the recording pen first, "Mr. Jiang, your confession is very useful to us. If everything is true, it will become a huge breakthrough in the case. We will go back to verify your confession first. If it proves that what you said is true, then we will investigate in this direction."

Jiang Wang nodded: "if you find new clues, I hope you can inform me in time."