One of the policemen pointed to a can on the table and asked my grandmother, "Where the hell did you get this?" Grandma said: "It's a gift from my Er Xiao. What's the matter, comrade police officer?" Where is your Er Xiao? " the policeman asked again. Grandma sighed and said he was dead. The police asked when he died. Grandma said she had been dead for three or four days. The police asked when your Er Xiao gave it to you. Grandma said the night before last.

The policeman who asked the question was obviously stunned, he looked at his grandmother suspiciously: "So you're saying, this jar was given to me by your Er Xiao after he died?"

"That's right!" His grandma nodded, her face full of fear and trepidation.

"Impossible!" Aunt, are you lying? " The police officer who asked the question looked at the other police officers for a while and then scratched his head with a complicated expression.

"Police!" I don't dare to use words with the government! How about I swear to you that if you lie, you'll be hit by a car! Whoever lies is a wild dog. grass. "It's coming out!" Grandma pointed to the sky with one hand and indignantly said.

The policeman seemed to have no other choice. He scratched his head, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask something but no words came out. It was strange how she seemed to want to say something but then stopped. Weren't the police always so swift and decisive? Because they stood from the perspective of absolute law and were very confident. Just their uniform alone was enough to scare ten leopards.

"What's the matter, comrade? Can you tell me something? " Grandma asked anxiously.

The police officer coughed twice, tidied up his uniform, and with a more serious expression, he said, "Aunt, as a police officer, we should have believed in science and put an end to superstition. However, this jar was beyond common sense. When one of our men heard that someone had died with this jar on his head, he refused to believe it, and when no one was looking, he picked up the jar and covered his own head with it. Within a minute, he was dead!

It was then that we became acutely aware that there was a problem with the jar. Hurry up and report this to your superiors. Wherever the superiors tell us to get the pots, we go and find them. Don't spread the news. Try to keep it under wraps. Because this was too unorthodox, if this news were to spread, it would affect social stability!

So Auntie, we came here to look for you! I hope you can give us an explanation so that we can take it back and explain it to our superiors! "

"Aiya! Another one died! " His grandma's eyes were wide open as she kept rubbing her chest, gasping for breath. "Luckily I didn't wear it that night, otherwise I would have died too!"

"Aunt, can you give us an explanation or not?" One of the policemen grew impatient and looked confused.

"Like I said, this jar was given to me by my dead Er Xiao. Other than this, what else can I give you? I really don't know why anyone would die if they wore this jar! You can't ask me to give you a reason, can you? " Grandma frowned and said.

"For one reason? What do you mean! " An angry policeman shouted.

Grandma lowered her head and did not say another word.

"Aunt, when your Er Xiao was sending you this jar, did he tell you anything? For example, why did he send you such a jar?! "It can't be for no reason at all, right?" Looks like the police chief has quite a good temper.

Grandma looked at me and pointed at me. "My Er Xiao said that the pot was for him to wear. He said that it could change his fate!"

Several policemen were staring at me.

I quickly said, "I don't know what's going on either!"

After a moment of silence, the policeman who looked like the leader asked, "What's your name? What does it have to do with the person who delivered the jar? "

My name is Jin Shi! The person who delivered the jar … It's my Second Uncle! "

"Oh, Comrade Jin Shi, are you willing to cooperate with us in solving the case?"

"Of course, how can we cooperate?"

After another moment of silence, he looked at the jar, then back at me, and said with an uncertain tone, "Since the man who delivered the jar was going to let you wear this jar. Then why don't you put on this jar and try it out and see what happens! As for this request, you … It shouldn't be possible for him to reject it! "

"Huh?" I was surprised and a little displeased. "How could you, as a police officer, make such an outrageous request? You know you're going to die if you put it on. Aren't you asking me to die! As a police officer, he should have protected the commoners. How could he let the commoners court their own deaths!? Don't even mention me, do you dare to wear it yourself? "

The police officer in the lead exchanged glances with the other police officers. The expressions on their faces were extremely ugly. No one spoke anymore. Some were staring at the jar, some were staring at me.

His grandma started to instigate, "Jin Shi, can your Second Uncle still harm you?! Just put it on and try it! Perhaps it could really change your fate and make you a high ranking official! "What if he becomes the biggest official!"

I noticed the faces of the policemen change again. It was the same grumpy cop who pointed at my grandmother and said, "What are you talking about at your age? "What do you mean the biggest official? Do you know what the biggest official is?"

"Isn't the biggest official the President of the country?" Grandma said.

"Can the president of the country make a pot of it? And so short! Are you looking for trouble?! "

I said, "Grandma, say less! I might even catch you as a reactionary! "

The lead policeman made a call. It could have been for a superior. He went into the house and talked on the phone, so low we couldn't hear him from outside. After a while, he came out and said to the other policemen, "We can't go back today. We have to stay here!"

"Boss, what are we doing here?" someone asked.

"Waiting for someone to come!"

"What rabbit?"

"The superior has ordered us to capture the person who delivered the pots! "Then we'll wait here for a few days and see if the fellow who delivered the jar will come back!" The leader of the police said, looking worried.

The other policemen were discussing with each other with displeased expressions on their faces. However, no one dared to protest.

Grandma couldn't help but say, "But you still can't stay and eat for free. We don't have enough flour!"

The leader of the police said in a dissatisfied tone, "Did we say we were going to eat for free? We'll give you ten dollars a day for each of us!" "Can you do it?"

"Then my bed isn't enough either!"

"We won't sleep on the bed, we'll sleep on the floor! Get someone to bring the bedding over later! "Can you do it?"

"Alright, you guys can stay here!" Anyways, I'm afraid that the dead Er Xiao will come back to find me! " Grandma agreed.

It was late in the evening and I was going to leave my grandma's house and go home, but the police wouldn't let me go. To say that the jar was sent over for you to wear means that it has something to do with you. You can't go back until this matter is over, and I'll give you a pallet later. I didn't think too much about it, but I wanted to see if they could catch the man who had delivered the pot. If they catch him, we'll see how they deal with him.

It was dark. As the host's grandmother, no, she was not the host because she was charged. She made half a pot of knobbly soup and scooped up a bowl for each of them. There was no stir-fry, only pickles. There was no bun either. This caused the policemen to frown one after another, saying how full could one get just by drinking this diluted soup? Grandma said that there's still not enough left in the pot, that I can drink enough water to fill my stomach. I've even prepared a bucket of water for all of you to pee in at night.

Someone took out two hundred-dollar bills and told his cousin to go to the canteen to buy some snacks. His cousin was full of admiration for the police and was happy to help, but on one condition: that he and his grandmother should eat the snacks he had bought. The police agreed. However, he put forward another condition, and that was that the snacks he bought could not be eaten by Luo Kezi. The police agreed. I said bitterly that I did not want to eat.

He bought a bunch of snacks. They were all full from their snacks. Instead, I drank my porridge to my heart's content. I thought the police would be better off and would invite me to join them for snacks when they saw me sitting next to them. However, when they had collected the leftover snacks, no one was polite to me. My grandma ate a lot of snacks, but she seemed to be suffering from amnesia and had forgotten about me.

Actually, it didn't matter if he ate or not. It was the awkwardness of sitting there and watching them eat that made me so uncomfortable. He felt that he had not been respected.

My pride is hurt again!

When I went to sleep, my bunk bed was next to the police bunks in the main room. Cousin has his own room. His grandmother lived alone in East Room. When I saw the policemen take off their uniforms one by one and wearing only a pair of panties, I realized that they looked no different from ordinary people. The muscles in his body did not bulge. The fat swayed.

It was the uniform that accentuated them with a divine and intimidating glow.

Sleeping until midnight. Suddenly, a mournful howl broke the silence of the night. He woke up all the people who were sleeping on the bed in the living room. They all sat up and turned on the lights before dressing. The mournful wails continued, and from the direction of the howls, one could tell that it was coming from my grandmother's East Room.

His cousin got up. And he dressed faster than the police. Maybe he hadn't even taken off his clothes when he was in bed. He rushed out from the side of the hall with a sword in his hand. He sheathed the sword and brandished it in the air. The police officer in the lead wore a police uniform as he shouted, "What are you doing with a sword?"

Cousin held his sword and made another gesture, saying, "I will behead demons and exterminate demons."

After the policemen were dressed, they took out their guns one by one. Both of them pointed their guns towards the sky or down. The lead policeman opened the door and all rushed out.