Return to 1983 and be a detective

When Xu Shan was having a headache, suddenly Han Hong's home phone rang.

Cui Lin picked up the phone, but it was Duan Zeshan.

After Duan Zeshan answered the phone, his expression became solemn: "Xiao Xu, I have to trouble you again."

"Ah? What's the situation?"

"A sand miner just discovered a male corpse in the Grand Canal. The male corpse was put in a bag, tied with a big stone and sank to the bottom of the river. He must have been dead for a long time. You happen to be here, so Please take our comrades with you to solve the case, so that they can learn from your experience in handling cases."

Xu Shan was speechless for a while. He was obviously here to do something, not to solve the case.

By solving Jiang Wuzi's case for the Linzhou police, he had done a big favor. But this old Duan was so eager to go beyond his reach. Why should he continue to help solve the case? It was okay to help solve the case, so why did he do it as an extra? What about on-site teaching?

Seeing him looking a little embarrassed, Han Meiyun on the other side said: "Boss Xu, you can go ahead with peace of mind. I have already taken care of the design, and I will definitely finish it on time. In addition, Hongxian has also moved into my house. The two of us working together will definitely save a lot of time and produce the best work."

Duan Zeshan looked full of expectations.

Xu Shan could only sigh, turned around and said to Li Yanzi: "Let's go, don't be stunned."

He took Chen Hougao and Li Yanzi to the scene of the crime.

When he arrived at the place, Xu Shan was a little confused. Isn't this place not far from Wulin Square?

On the shore, a cloth bag was cut open, revealing a skeletal corpse. Although Xu Shan had seen Bones, he had only seen it. For corpses with flesh, autopsy is easier. , for this kind of corpse that is completely white bones, the autopsy is quite complicated. If nothing else, without some professional knowledge, it is not easy to lay out the 206 bones of a person and put them in the right position. .There were several large rocks placed with the body.

This big stone seems to be a cobblestone, the kind that can be made from local materials.

After Xu Shan walked around the bones and the bag a few times, he could only tell that the body was male. He was estimated to be about 1.7 meters tall before death. This height was considered above average among southern men of this era. Level.

The bones in both of his arms had hyperplasia, which showed that the deceased should have been a martial arts practitioner during his lifetime.

There seemed to be scratches from sharp objects on the leg bones of his legs, and there were also scratches on his chest and ribs.

This seems to be more consistent with a way of death, three knives and six holes.

Martial arts training, three swords and six holes?Xu Shan immediately remembered the two portraits provided by Lin Hongxian before. Could it be that this guy is Geng Dafa?He was cleared, and after three cuts and six holes, he was thrown into the Grand Canal?

He turned back and asked Chen Hougao, who had been by his side, "You are considered a Jianghu person, but do you know what the characteristics of this sect member are?"

Chen Hougao thought for a while and then said: "People from the Guazi sect generally practice hard kung fu. Their bones are generally stronger, and their heads are generally those who have practiced iron head kung fu, such as oil hammer piercing the top of the head. The more you practice, the more your skull becomes different from others... Also, I heard that they have a punishment called planting lotus flowers, which is to put people in cloth bags, put them in stones, and throw them into the river together."

Planting lotus?

Isn't this what you see in front of you?

"Since that Geng Dafa has been kicked in the balls by you, you should know better what characteristics he has, right?"

"Clearly, one of that guy's index fingers was broken. He said it was to make it easier to use his strength when practicing Iron Sand Palm. I thought it would be so powerful, but in the end, I kicked him in the egg. I was defeated. It has to be very thorough.”

Xu Shan was speechless for a moment, and then looked at the bones again. Basically, he was sure of one thing. This guy was really Geng Dafa.

This Geng Dafa was probably cleaned up by Liu Bo, and he happened to catch up with Lin Hongxian to take pictures. As a result, Liu Bo was afraid that his murder would be exposed, so he kept following Geng Dafa.

So the current situation just confirms that Liu Bo is the murderer. As long as a wanted order is issued directly, Liu Bo will probably give up tracking Lin Hongxian, or he will jump out to retaliate against Lin Hongxian.

Anyway, no matter which one it is, this guy will show up instead of hiding in the dark.

But Xu Shan was also a little worried. If a wanted order was issued, Liu Bo would escape immediately, and it would be difficult to catch him then.

It's really difficult to find someone across the country these days. It's not like in later generations. Unless you hide in the mountains all your life, don't go online, don't go to the streets, don't use communication equipment, etc., otherwise you will be The celestial eye sees.

Just like a certain "dutiful son" who killed his mother in later generations, he hid for a long time and thought he was fine. But he went to the airport to see someone off and was caught.

He asked the people from Linzhou Forensic Medicine to take away the bones and cloth bags, and Xu Shan went back to report his speculation to Duan Zeshan.

After listening to Xu Shan's report, Duan Zeshan couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Here, have you found the murderer?"

This time, it took less than two hours. How could the trouble be solved so quickly?

"Luckily, Duanju, you can't do this to me next time. I'm not here to do things. Why are you using me as a tool?"

Although Duan Zeshan didn't understand what Xu Shan meant by tool man, he could still hear Xu Shan's complaints.

He laughed and said: "He who can do it should work harder."

"But then again, Liu Bo, the one who hangs the door, should be the murderer. We can issue a wanted order, but then he will probably escape. How do you think we can catch him quietly?"

Xu Shan actually had an idea in mind, but this idea was a bit unethical, which was to let Lin Hongxian go out as bait.

But it seems morally unjustifiable to ask her to lure that guy out even though she is already so scared.

Duan Zeshan is also a mature man, and he can tell what Xu Shan has in mind at a glance.

The reason Xu Shan didn't say anything was because he didn't want to be the bad guy.

So he had to go to Lin Hongxian with a shameless face.

She originally thought that Lin Hongxian would be very resistant, but when she heard that she was going to lure the stalker out, she immediately agreed.

This made Xu Shandu very surprised as to why she acted so resolutely.

Lin Hongxian explained: "In fact, it is the unknown things that are the most scary. Especially for people like me, everything I see can be remembered in my mind, so the unknown is what I am more afraid of than ordinary people. Something I can't find.

Now that you have found the murderer, who is a real, living person with a surname, I am no longer afraid of him.What's more, as long as I lure him out, not only can I have a good sleep in peace of mind.And I can also catch a murderer. I am willing to do this kind of thing that kills two birds with one stone. "

These days, everyone is willing to cooperate with the police. There is no such rampant individualistic thinking in the West. The vast majority of young people have a strong sense of justice.

Soon Xu Shan issued an announcement soliciting clues through Linzhou police.This kind of announcement is also posted like a wanted warrant.

However, the scope of this kind of posting is only around the Textile College and Wulin Square.

The main purpose is to let Liu Bo see it.This trick worked as expected. The next night, a figure appeared in the family building of the Textile College. The figure stood downstairs, looking at the curtained window on the third floor, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Soon he began to crawl up the drainage pipe. His movements were fast and silent. In a blink of an eye, he was at the window. He grabbed the window sill, pulled out a knife from his waist, and opened the window. Latch, he opened the curtain and jumped into the house.

Then he saw several guns pointing at him, and the black muzzles were scary.

He only felt his scalp numb, but he didn't dare to run away. After all, their hanging-zimen were not as invulnerable as the Yihequan masters, and the current guns were also very different from the foreign guns that fired iron sand in the past.

He felt that as long as he dared to resist, he would end up with bangs and scars, so he raised his hands and surrendered directly.