C56

I was dressed and ready to go out. But Cousin blocked the door and pointed his sword at me, telling me what you were going to do. I said go and take a look. Cousin said don't forget to chop me up with a tiled knife during the day. I said I didn't cut you. My cousin stabbed me in the chest and said that you wanted to cut me down and eat my sword.

This treasured sword was a toy. It was made of pig iron, and the edges were very blunt. Being stabbed by a sword was like being stabbed with a stick. It didn't hurt that much. I was in a hurry to say that I didn't have time to waste here with you. Go to your grandmother's house and take a look.

Cousin said I'll let you off then. Then he took his sword and went out.

I also came to the East Room, and only one policeman was there with a gun. His grandma was lying on the bed, trembling with fear on her face and her hands covering her neck. Blood was gushing from his fingers.

"Grandma, what happened to you?" The younger cousin held the sword behind his back, just like a knight, and asked loudly as he took hold of his grandmother's hand.

"Hair …" "Talent! I've been bitten!" Grandma said with difficulty while crying.

"Bite by what?" the cousin asked again.

"Your father!"

"Uncle police officer, look at this …"

The policeman with the gun said, "Don't worry, my colleagues have already gone after the criminal!"

My cousin held the sword to his chest and said solemnly that I, too, would go after the murderer.

The policeman with the gun said don't mess around, hide it, don't let the killer bite you.

His cousin refused to listen and charged out with his sword.

The policeman with the gun forced a smile and said, "Kids can't hold a sword. The more they hold a sword, the more daring they become. They don't know who they are anymore!"

I found a towel and asked my grandmother to let go, saying that it would be better to press the towel against the wound. When my grandmother let go of me, I saw that a piece of flesh had been bitten off her neck. Her tendons were exposed, and blood was oozing out. After tightly covering the wound with a towel, I said I didn't bite you last time, so why did I bite you this time?

Grandma cried as she said, "I don't know why I'm biting you. I was unable to sleep, and the door was opened with a bang. Your Second Uncle barged in wearing a set of birthday clothes, and started biting me when he laid on my body, not even greeting me! "

"You saw my Second Uncle wearing a birthday suit this time?" I couldn't help but be surprised.

"Yeah, the birthday suit he's wearing was chosen by me! Gold, like a dragon robe! I want him to go to the Underworld to be an emperor! "

I pulled one of my grandma's hands over to hold the towel and said to the policeman with the gun, "Please watch here. I'm going out."

"What are you doing out there?"

"I'm holding it in so much, I'm pissing myself!"

After leaving my grandmother's house, I went to the shed in the alley and took a look at the coffin. The lid was still intact. It was as if he had never been in a passive situation. He opened the lid and peeked inside. It was so dark that he could not see anything because the light in the shed was not on. He opened the lid of the coffin and looked again in the dim light of the day. The inside of the coffin was empty, Second Uncle's body was already gone.

This time, I am sure that the person who bit my grandmother was indeed my Second Uncle, and not the guy with the jar on his head.

It was obvious that Second Uncle was faking his corpse!

I returned to my maternal grandma's house and waited for another hour. The policemen who had gone out returned. He didn't gain anything and let the criminal run away. Seeing that my grandmother was dying of blood loss, she quickly made an emergency call. After the ambulance came, it dragged my grandma away.

That left me and a few cops at my grandmother's house. No one knew where his cousin had gone to, and he had not returned for the entire night.

The next day the whole village was in the air. He said that my Second Uncle had maligned his corpse and bit my own mother. Even the police couldn't shoot him down and allowed him to escape. The policemen were depressed. They all said that they had never fired a gun before, and if they did, the stone would be smashed, let alone a body.

I said, since you're all here, I'll call the police. The police said you called the police. I said that my cousin was missing and that I was afraid something would happen to him. The police said don't try it. It's been less than twelve hours since you've been missing for twenty-four hours and you're not going to file a case. I said, don't hurry and find him, what if something really happens to him? The police said that if something really happened, they wouldn't be able to stop us. Yesterday, they already warned him. Don't let him run around, if he disobeys us, who will he blame? I don't know who I am, touching a treasured sword.

By noon, several policemen were sitting on their bunks eating snacks. The sound of the package tearing was ear-piercing. His mouth chewed louder and louder. I sat by and waited until they had finished eating, but still no one offered me a hand. I had to go to the kitchen, find some noodles, put in fresh water noodles, salted vegetables to eat.

After eating, everyone had nothing to do. Said I forgot to bring a pack of cards. He then lay down on the bed and took a nap. Not long after he laid down, a "bang bang …!" Someone pounded on the door. The lead cop sat up, looked at me, and asked who was knocking on the door. I said I didn't know. He said you should open the door and see. I said why should I? I didn't eat anything.

"You can't open it?" Another policeman sat up and shouted at me, pointing at my nose.

"I won't!"

"Damn it!" I'll let you open it today! " The leader of the police stood up in a rage, fumbled for his gun, opened the safety on the gun, clicked the clip, loaded the cartridge, pointed the muzzle at my head, and shouted, "Can't you fucking open it?"

I looked straight ahead and said nothing.

"Are you going to open it or not?" He touched my head with the muzzle of his gun and shouted again.

"Open!" I admit defeat.

The other policemen laughed. The leader of the policemen put his gun away and smiled as well. He reached out a hand to pat my face and said, "Idiot, even if you don't open your mouth, I still wouldn't really shoot! I'm just teasing you! "

I tried to smile, but I couldn't. He got up and went to open the door. He saw that there were a lot of villagers standing outside. Some people said that the police were inside, why were they still knocking on the door in the middle of the day, and that the police were also afraid of adulterers. I asked who was the sheep. Some people said that the [Adulterous Sheep] was your Second Uncle, he was strong before. The sheep were raped.

Several policemen also came out, asking why there were so many people here and what they wanted to do.

A man stood up and pointed at himself. "Comrade Police Officer, I am the Village Chief!"

"Village head, what's the matter?" the leader of the police asked.

The village chief said, "Comrade Police, we've discovered the situation!"

"What's going on?"

"Someone saw Chao Fa in the cornfield!" The village chief said.

"Who is Chao Fa?" the leader of the police asked.

"It's the kid from the Yang family!"

"Who are the adulterers?"

"Aiya! The house you're living in right now is the home of the sheep! The one who faked his corpse was none other than the traitorous sheep! His son is called Chao Fa! " The village chief explained.

"Oh, so Chao Fa is actually that devilish brat who ran out with the treasured sword last night!" The leader of the police came to a realization, then said: "We found him, what's the big deal!"

"He's lying motionless in the cornfield with a jar on his head!" The village chief said.

The policemen were immediately shocked. Hurry back to the house with the gun on your back. Under the leadership of the villagers, they hurriedly rushed to the corn field where the incident occurred. I followed in the crowd. As there were too many onlookers, a good part of the corn stalks in the cornfield were flattened. Only a small piece of corn stalk stood in the middle of the field.

In that little patch of corn stalks, my cousin was lying motionless on the ground, a large, dark clay jar on his head. Beside him was a treasured sword. A few policemen went over and helped my cousin up, then they took the jar off his head. There was no blood on his face, so he looked like he was sleeping.

Annoyed, one of the policemen took out his pistol and fired a shot at the jar. "Clang!" A crisp sound rang out. It was clearly the sound of something being struck, and it was even the sound of sparks flying. There was not even a mark on the smooth glaze surface of the jar. Not far away, a villager cried out miserably as he was struck by the stray bullet. His leg was covered in blood and he fell to the ground in fright.

The leader of the police shouted angrily, "Who let you shoot!? What if a stray bullet hit someone in the head? You're f * cking done with your life, this time you're just a bluff! " But he quickly put his finger to his mouth and shushed. He looked around, lowered his voice, and said, "Keep quiet for now, and see if that person knows what's going on! Not everyone knew about the words' stray bullets'! All of the people gathered here are village buns! "

Sure enough, that unlucky villager was holding his leg and crying. Others asked him what was wrong. He said he didn't know what was going on, but suddenly his leg hurt. The inside of his flesh was burning up. When he touched it with his hand, his pants were wet. It turned out that he was bleeding. Someone squatted down and made him release his grip, then lifted his leg and rolled it up. He looked at his bleeding calves and said, "There's a small opening in the flesh. What's going on? Did the snake bite me?"

The unfortunate villager cried as he shook his head and said that he didn't know. Others found a hole in the leg of the pants, put the leg down, compared the hole with the wound, found it to be of the same diameter and position, said it wasn't bitten by a snake, the teeth weren't so thick, who was shot, not by a policeman, but by a long red gun, or maybe it was stabbed with a shit fork. The hapless villager said I didn't see any of them poking at me. The villagers could no longer explain it. Their faces were all filled with fear as they said it was evil.

More cops, and the medical examiner. He had sealed off the crime scene. My cousin was autopsied by a medical examiner. The result was the same: brain death.

One of them was a burly man, standing with his hands on his hips and his face sagging with dignity. He was not wearing a police uniform, but a suit with a white jacket underneath. He should be the leader. To the police chief on duty at my maternal grandma's house, he said: "I'll give you three more days, you have to solve my case! Otherwise, I will remove you from your post! Do you know what a terrible effect this has on society!

My cousin's body was carried back to my grandmother's alley. No one bought him a coffin. Coincidentally, my Second Uncle's coffin was empty, so I put my cousin's body inside.

It was dark again. Someone else brought a bunch of snacks to my grandma's house. Several policemen were sitting on the bunk, eating. I sat beside him, but still no one asked me to. I couldn't help it, so I stood up and walked out.

"What are you doing?" a policeman asked me.

"I'm going back to my house!"

"You can't leave! This matter is not over yet! "

"You guys don't care about me eating! Why should I accompany you on this case? "

"If you're hungry, just say it. I'll give it to you!" Someone threw me two packs of instant noodles and a bottle of mineral water. That's why I'm staying.

After he ate and drank, he fell asleep on the bed. The room reeked of alcohol. Because they all drank. Someone was snoring loudly. I stuffed cotton balls in my ears and fell asleep.

I was fast asleep in the middle of the night. Someone pokes me, and I open my sleepy eyes and see a guy with a round object on his head. It scared me so much that I sat up quickly. Before I could even open my mouth to say anything, I was hit hard on the head with a "bang". I immediately lost consciousness and fainted.