Chapter 1220

Gao zhuleng, Na Na Zhang mouth, but a word can not say.

The villagers around him immediately kept away from him, and looked at him as if he were looking at the murderer.

Gao Zhulian hurriedly said: "I, I, I feel like someone in my family has come, but I'm not sure it's him Just the day before yesterday, I cut firewood and went home to see big tiger eating meat buns. I haven't eaten meat buns for half a year. How could I eat such a good thing for my dog? After asking for a round of questions, no one answered. I didn't take it seriously. But I felt that the owner who can throw meat buns to the dog at will must be the one who doesn't need money. This kind of person, I just know a tall locust I think he might have come back I really don't know. "

If Gao Huai has only ever been back to Gao's home, it can't be said that Gao Zhu has seen Gao Huai.

But even Gao Zhu is not sure that Gao Huai has gone back. How does the little boy know.

People in Siji village don't know Liu Xiaoge. They have heard a lot of rumors. But they think that since it's Xiaoge, it's 18-9 years old. They don't think that he's really young. He can't see the grass when he's standing in the grass.

Xiaoli listened to Gao Zhu's words, and looked down at Gao Huai's body in silence. He said, "that makes sense."

Chen Tai asked hurriedly, "Xiaoli, what do you see in the end?"

Xiaoli went to the body, squatted down, looked up at the villagers in the distance, waved: "you can see it when you come here."

"No, no, no, No."

Everyone shook their heads and retreated.

Xiao Li had to say: "the dead man's death time is no more than eight hours, that is to say, he was killed from Shenshi to Youshi yesterday. The body of the dead man was naked, but his hair was intact. His hair was half combed, which was different from that of the good people. Usually the business people or the government would use half combed hair, so I can judge his value. At least he was a generation of business people, but his stomach Inside, it's a mixture of straw and rough rice. "

The little guy said, looking for a branch, from the body was split in the abdominal cavity, hook out the slime, handed to the people.

Everyone retreated again, even covering their noses.

Xiao Li Road: "you smell, you can smell dry soil."

Everyone waved.

Xiao Li said: "although it is difficult to distinguish from the naked eye, the last meal of the deceased was obviously rough, and even the immature food was swallowed."

At this point, the little guy put down the branch again, went to the foot of the body, and raised his right foot.

In order not to make other people too uncomfortable, Xiaoli did not lift the whole leg of the body, but slightly upward, gesturing: "his shoes are intact. From the quality of the shoes, we can see that he is indeed a man with economic ability. The shoes are satin, but the size of the shoes is not suitable for him."

With that, Xiao Li looked at Gao Zhu, especially at his feet: "but it's very suitable for your feet."

Gao Zhu hurriedly said, "here, the shoes are mine, yes, yes..."

"What is it?" you said Someone urged.

As soon as Gao Zhu bit his teeth, he said: "this is the new year's day this year. Gao Huai asked people to send it. He said New year's gift, but I hate him to go in and out of the brothel. The money he earns is dirty. He has not been wearing it, so he put it in the box under the bed. "

Xiaoli nodded: "so I'm sure you two have seen them recently. They are worn lightly. They are new shoes that you just wear. But if you say you haven't seen them, it's reasonable for them to replace them when you're not stealing them."

"But what did he change his shoes for?" Some people don't understand.

Xiaoli then raised Gao Huai's left foot, pointed to the bruise on his ankle, and nodded at the obvious scar on his instep: "he lost his left shoe. Maybe it was a sprain or something that caused him to leave in a hurry and lose it. But later, he walked on the mountain without shoes on his left foot, and his instep was scratched. However, he thought of his brother's house nearby and went to change his shoes. "

Gao Huai is used to being a big hand and a big foot in the county. He used to be a turtle slave. Later, he did a lot of illegal things and did a lot of people's business. He has become a rich dealer. Therefore, of course, he is not used to wearing Gaozhu's ragged straw shoes. So when he went to Gaozhu's house to change his shoes, he changed the silk shoes he had sent to Gaozhu.

The shoes explained clearly. Why did Gao Huai come to this mountain and why was he killed?

"Who did he offend?"

Gao Zhu's mournful low cry.

After all, he is his own brother. Even if the relationship is not good, his blood is always connected.

He can't bear to be like this.

"Here's the fatal injury." Xiao Li points to Gao Huai's head.

People did not see clearly, a little forward, this approach, immediately split into two parts of the tall locust saw a clear.

The visual impact is too strong, that is, a group of people have soft legs.

Xiao Li gouged the hair of Gao Huai. Behind his half combed hair, he gouged a blood hole and cut: "he was stabbed in the back of his head by a sharp blade and died."Everyone was in a state of panic. Just thinking about the picture, they had a backache.

"That's good." Xiaoli sighed: "after all, he was split after he died. If you want to cut a person alive and cleanly, you need not only strong strength, but also to make sure that the dead will not struggle because of pain. The dead will not struggle, either. "

Everyone: "..."

With the preliminary results of the autopsy, Xiao Li thought of the eighteen layers of hell that his mother had mentioned.

Hesitated for a moment, he still asked: "you know, there are 18 levels of hell?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned.

For a while, everyone was horrified.

Xiaoli's eyes are sharp, and she immediately knows that there must be a secret in them. She hurriedly asks, "do you know?"

The villagers of four seasons village waved their hands in white face and said: "I don't know, I don't know, I've never heard of any hell or 18 stories."

The villagers of Baisan village and Heishui village are silent. Look at me, everyone. I look at you with strange expression.

Xiaoli couldn't help looking at Chen Tai.

Chen didn't want to say it, but finally he said: "it's been ten years, and there's nothing to say. Besides, the Yamen decided that the death of Hongfen was suicide. What's the bad luck!"

Someone hurriedly pulled him: "village head, don't talk nonsense, about red powder It's better not to mention it again. "

Xiaoli looked at the people suspiciously like a riddle, pondered for a moment, and said: "when I saw the body of Gao Huai, I only thought of four words of" slash and saw hell ". Because it's so similar. My mother once told me that there are 18 layers of hell, and the 18th layer is" slash and saw hell ". I just guessed it at will, but when my thoughts were guided After arriving at the eighteen levels of hell, I think of sun two Shao. But I can't remember the legend of hell. Is there a layer of death like that? If you know, you may tell me? "

"The stone presses the hell!" All of a sudden, Gao Zhu's nervousness came out.

As soon as he finished, he was stunned. He shook his head and fell back.