023 Contrastive attitude
Jiang Bing was afraid that this sudden appearance of skeleton would be related to the four dead, so he asked Wenrong to send the skeleton inspection report to us.
But now the report pointed to the direction in my hands is not the four dead, but ten years ago.
The instinctive reaction reminded me of the fire ten years ago, but then I shook my head firmly. Fire is fire, killing is killing, and these two cannot be confused.
Moreover, the fire has been dealt with and was determined to be caused by the stove fire. How could an adult man's skeleton suddenly appear?
I handed over the inspection report to Jiang Bing. After reading it, Jiang Bing seemed a little worried and worried.
She rushed to the police officer who drove the car and asked: "Have you asked your Wen team to investigate the missing people in EY and nearby villages for ten years?"
"The Wen team has investigated, and the investigation results have also come out." The policeman nodded and said, "The investigation results show that EY and nearby villages do have missing people, but they are not in line with the deceased. There are no ages between 35 and 45 when they were missing."
Jiang Bing looked at me, and I shrugged helplessly and comforted her: "Don't always think about it. Not everything is related to the four dead. The skeleton has been around for ten years since its death. How could it be related to the skeleton?"
"I hope so." Jiang Bing rubbed his forehead and sighed.
Looking at her appearance, I couldn't help but smile and said, "I guess you have been in contact with too many cases all day long, so I became suspicious. I always felt that some disproportionate place was related to the case. This is not a good phenomenon. When I was idle in the bureau, I often heard the old police officers in the bureau tease this matter, saying that it was a famous old policeman who had experienced a lot of cases, and most of them were big cases, which were more arduous. After a long time, he felt that everything he saw was not pleasing to the eyes, and always felt that it had something to do with the case. Finally, he was diagnosed with a mental illness with internal division and incurable mental illness, and is still locked in a mental hospital."
"You mean Ice will suffer from mental illness in the future?" Zhao Jiyou interrupted silly.
I covered my face and twisted my head stiffly out the window. It was a good example of comforting me, but when I came to Zhao Jiyou's mouth, it changed.
I found that Zhao Jiyou, a child, had finished learning Taoism, and I guess he would be crazy if he was not stupid in the future.
Jiang Bing glared at Zhao Jiyou, then reached out and pinched me hard on my thigh. I almost cried out in pain.
"I'm wrong?" Zhao Jiyou acted quite innocently.
I had no time to pay attention to Zhao Jiyou, rubbed my thighs and stared at Jiang Bing.
It took nearly an hour to get from Anyong Village to the Qingquan County police station. When we arrived at the Qingquan County police station, it was already twelve o'clock. We didn't have time to have some food, so we went directly to the Qingquan County police station.
Wen Rong had been waiting for a long time, and after seeing us, he took us to the police station.
"The families of the four deceased were waiting in the police station. People from small places were very serious about the first seven of the deceased. They wanted to transport the bodies of the four deceased back." Wen Rong told us helplessly: "I don't know if there is any progress in your investigation, so I called to ask for your opinions."
We have performed many autopsies on the bodies of the four deceased people for repeated autopsy, so it is not meaningful to have any problems, so it is not very meaningful to be transported back. Moreover, the situation is not very clear now, and we do not leave the bodies in the police station many times.
The reason why we came to Qingquan County was mainly to meet the families of the four deceased and learn about their children.
Wen Rong didn't say anything after knowing what we meant, and took us to a room where the families of the four deceased were all inside.
The four deceased were between the ages of 23 and 26. Their parents are still in their forties and fifties, but now they are vain and black. If we don’t talk about them, we feel very uncomfortable.
Wen Rong took us to meet the families of the four deceased. The families of the four deceased were also very quiet and did not seem to have any big quarrels. This may be suppressed by the pain of losing children.
We first proposed to have a separate chat with Fang Xingwei's parents, and Wenrong arranged an ordinary room for us.
In the room, the three of us met Fang Xingwei's parents.
Fang Xingwei's father Fang Tianquan looked very honest and was wearing a somewhat old Zhongshan suit, but he looked very neat and clean. His hair was white and black, and his face was clearly visible. He could see dense wrinkles. After he arrived at the room, he sat there quietly, acting very quiet.
Even so, we still saw the tears that were about to shed in the corner of his eyes.
I have read some books before, which divide human pain into several realms, the most painful one is the pain of mothers during childbirth. I think the pain of losing their son is followed by the pain.
Fang Xingwei's mother is named Wang Xuejiao, who is 47 years old. However, when we see Wang Xuejiao, we think she is not a forty-seven-year-old, but looks like a person in her fifties.
Fang Tianquan was very silent, but Wang Xuejiao couldn't hold on. After arriving in the house, she kept telling her son Fang Xingwei in pain.
Jiang Bing poured two glasses of water and placed it in front of Fang Tianquan and his wife, and then sat opposite them with us.
When Wang Xuejiao saw us sitting down, she couldn't help but wipe her tears with paper and asked us: "Comrade Police, what happened to our family Xingwei...?"
We looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
After a little silence, Jiang Bing took the lead in expressing his opinion: "The cause of death of Fang Xingwei and the other three deceased was determined to be homicide. At present, the police are trying their best to find the murderer."
After hearing the word "he kill" Wang Xuejiao could no longer help but cry "wow".
Even Fang Tianquan, who had always been very calm, covered his face with his hands.
After comforting Fang Tianquan and his wife, we inserted it directly and got to the point.
"We invite you here this time mainly to learn about Fang Xingwei's entry into Ernst & Young Primary School two years ago." I glanced at Fang Tianquan, and then asked softly.
Perhaps they knew that their child was killed by him, so after hearing the words "En Yong Village Primary School", Fang Tianquan and Wang Xuejiao's faces were full of regret.
Wang Xuejiao cried silently, and only Fang Tianquan could say it.
Fang Tianquan sighed and shook his head and said distressedly: "I both know Xingwei's visit to that school, but we both rejected Xingwei's idea at the beginning."
"There are two reasons for rejection. One is that something really happened in that place, and no one knows what to do. The other is that parents don't want their children to spread their wings and fly high? We don't think we have a big prospect when going to the Anyong Village Primary School, so we want Xingwei to be a teacher in the other schools in the county. The second is that I heard many people say that there is a place called Wannianling in Anyong Village. That place is evil and there are many strange things happening. Anyong Village Primary School is also a school built on Wannianling, so we tried our best to prevent Xingwei from going to that kind of place."
We didn't expect that the rumors about Wannianling in Anyong Village were so widespread that even people in Qingquan County knew about that place.
"How did Fang Xingwei get your consent to go to EYong Village Primary School in the end?" Jiang Bing asked curiously.
Fang Tianquan rubbed his wet eyes with a sad heart: "Xingwei was like a turtle eating a weight and was determined to go to Anyong Village Primary School. No matter how we stopped it, it would not work. He even had a big fight with us for a long time. In the end, my mother and I had no choice but to agree to let Xingwei go to Anyong Village Primary School as a teacher. But we had three rules before, and we had to come home on weekends. Xingwei agreed and did it. It was just... we didn't expect that we didn't see each other in the last time..."
Speaking of this, Fang Tianquan could no longer hold back his face. I clearly saw tears flowing out from his fingertips and dripping down his cheeks onto the table.
We looked at each other in three directions, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
The white-haired man sends the black-haired man to the present is the most crying thing. But when a good child goes to be a teacher, he encounters this situation. No one feels good if he is.
What about the family members of the deceased?
We comforted Fang Tianquan and his wife, wanting to wait for their emotions to calm down before asking again.
Wang Xuejiao cried the most, and the whole room was filled with her crying. She finally came to her senses and wanted to say something, but when she mentioned the three words "Fang Xingwei", Wang Xuejiao couldn't help but burst into tears.
I took a deep breath and felt that this was not a solution, so I could only look at Fang Tianquan beside me and continue asking.
"Do you know whether Fang Xingwei has offended anyone, or do you have any enemies?"
Fang Tianquan was stunned for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said, "Xingwei has been timid since he was a child. He usually doesn't quarrel with others, let alone offend people. As for my mother and I, I have been honest all my life, how can I offend anyone?"
This makes me a little confused.
Since Fang Xingwei dared to hire Dixian, it proved that he had enough courage. However, Fang Tianquan said that Fang Xingwei was timid since childhood, and no matter how he said that, it would be unrealistic.
I slowly shook my head and took out a cigarette and put it on the corner of my mouth. I saw Fang Tianquan staring at the cigarette in my hand from the outskirts. I stood up with a smile and walked to Fang Tianquan and handed him one.
It seems that Wang Xuejiao does not allow Fang Tianquan to smoke, because Fang Tianquan instinctively looked over as soon as he took the cigarette. Perhaps the situation this time was quite special, so Wang Xuejiao didn't say anything.
I handed the lighter to Fang Tianquan and returned to my position.
Seeing Wang Xuejiao slowly recovering from her senses, Zhao Jiyou couldn't help but question: "We found a spirit-torture game called "Ask Dixian" at the scene of the death of Fang Xingwei and the other three dead.
In addition, we also found a lot of browsing records about the spirit game and supernatural stories on Fang Xingwei's mobile phone. When we visited Yang Ziping, the principal of Ernst Village Primary School, we also learned from him that Fang Xingwei asked about the supernatural rumors of Ernst Village shortly after he arrived at Ernst Village School.
So we think that the reason why Fang Xingwei went to EYong Village Primary School is very likely to be for the rumor that the local Wannianling in EYong Village is located. I wonder if you have noticed that Fang Xingwei pays special attention to supernatural things in the management of Fang Xingwei?"
What Zhao Jiyou asked was the question we wanted to know the answer most before, so after he finished asking, we looked at Fang Tianquan.
Pick.
The lighter in Fang Tianquan's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he looked at us with an incredible face.
"What...what?"
I felt that things were a little beyond our expectations, so I reminded them word by word.
"The game of spiritual recruitment, please divine."
Chapter completed!