dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Chapter 1337 I Trust You, Can You Trust Me?

The police repeatedly checked Wang Shushan's documents and confirmed his identity before handing over the briefcase in his hand.

At the same time, he saluted.

"Chief, here are the dossiers you want about the consecutive accidental deaths of villagers in Dongpingshan Village."

After Wang Shushan said "hard work", he opened the file bag and checked it with Hua Jiunan.

Chen Daji was always curious about everything, so he brought his big head covered with gauze closer.

"Fuck, the red-headed file..."

Before the guy could finish speaking, he was pulled aside by a young policeman.

"Involving internal secrets, please avoid the idlers!"

Chen Daji: "..."

Wang Shushan hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

"Although Daji is young, he is a disciple accepted by me on behalf of the teacher, not an idler..."

In fact, the police can't even see him when he's young. The main reason for picking him up is that the boy's image is too wretched.

His head was covered with gauze, except for the dead fish eyes, and he was still wearing a turtle shell.

Those who didn't know thought it was Wang Bajing who was unearthed...

There is a lot of information on the dossier:

Dongping Mountain Village is a mountainous village with a long history, which can be traced back more than 1000 years.

At present, there are 2000 households and more than [-] villagers.

From three months ago, according to the time calculation, it was similar to the bus accident. People in this village drowned and died one after another.

The police went to the scene several times to investigate and found no special traces, so it can only be concluded that the death was accidental.

But as we all know, one or two things are called accidents, and if there are many similar things happening in a row, it is destined to be unusual.

After reading the dossier, Wang Shushan glanced at Hua Jiunan.

Seeing the latter nodding, he spoke to the policeman.

"Comrade, I would like to trouble you to take me to the scene to have a look."

The police naturally agreed, because they also felt that something was wrong.

So everyone went to the scene of the incident together in a police car.

Guangxi is mountainous, even though the traffic had improved a lot in the 90s, it was already [-] pm when Hua Jiunan and others arrived at Dongping Mountain.

When the group entered the village, they were greeted by local police and village cadres at the door.

After the polite ceremony, everyone walked to the village on foot, and the village cadres spoke.

"For the affairs of our village, the leaders have really worked hard. They have come here more than ten times."

"Drowning people is really an accident. The folks in the village have lived together for several lifetimes, and they are all related to each other. No one will deliberately harm others..."

Before the village cadre could finish speaking, an old man in a wheelchair on the side of the road suddenly spoke, and a middle-aged man stood behind the old man.

"It's not an accident, it's really not an accident! It's something dirty that hurts people!"

"The leaders must invite an expert to help us exorcise evil spirits!"

The words of the old man attracted the village cadres to "raise their eyebrows and raise their eyes".

"Uncle Chen, you must not talk nonsense!"

"How can there be dirty things in such a good society today?! That's feudal superstition, you know?!"

"You have to be responsible for talking nonsense! Second brother, quickly push your father back!"

Although the village cadre's words were extremely harsh, his tone was full of worry.

Worried that the old man's words will cause unnecessary trouble to the old man himself.

In the background of modernization and science, it is a sin to propagate feudal superstition!

After hearing what the village cadre said, the old man's son hurriedly pushed his father back.

"Father, you are a little old and confused, don't talk nonsense."

"Let's go home, I'll ask my mother-in-law to cook you something delicious."

Although his son persuaded him, the old man was still very stubborn.

"I'm old, but I'm not confused!"

"Can the things I saw with my own eyes be wrong?!"

"You all know in your heart, why don't you tell the truth!"

After these words came down, the police who came with him were a little embarrassed.

After glancing at Wang Shushan, he immediately called the old man to stop.

"Master, please wait a moment."

"Of course you have to tell the truth, it doesn't matter if you're wrong."

"The leaders from the capital are well-informed, and they will make decisions for us!"

Hua Jiunan was originally here to find clues, so how could he miss it.

Immediately signaled Chen Daji with his eyes.

Chen understands:

Walked behind the old man with cross-legged legs, squeezed away the middle-aged man pushing the wheelchair, and pushed the old man in front of several stone piers.

"Your surname is Chen, old man? What a coincidence, my father and I are also surnamed Chen!"

"We might have been the same family 500 years ago!"

"What's the matter with you always saying that there are dirty things? Tell us about it."

Although Chen Daji is a scourge, he has a special affinity for him.

This affinity is very strange. It is useless to young and beautiful women of the same age, but to the elderly and children, the "lethal power" can be described as huge.

Hua Zi, who took the hand from Chen Dage, took a sip, and the old man Chen asked hesitantly.

"Leader...Little leader, can you trust the old man?!"

Mr. Chen chuckled, and lit a cigarette himself.

"Believe it, why don't you believe it!"

"To tell you the truth, we have liked playing with ghosts since we were young, and the following are all buddies!"

"If you don't believe me, I'll take Xin's head up right now and ask him to give you one!"