Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 694 The Goddess

Chapter 694 The Goddess
Ding Ermiao picked up the wine glass, toasted the old man of the Lao family, and asked: "Then do you know why there is a pillar built under the beam in the He family's hall?"

"Isn't that the girder was not strong at that time, so He Bing was worried that the girder would break and the house would collapse, so he used pillars to prop it up." The old man of the Lao family said without thinking.

Ding Ermiao smiled slightly and was noncommittal.

"What, is there a problem here?" Lao Shichu asked, frowning.

"What do you think?" Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said:
"Anyway, I can't figure it out. Since the beams are at risk of breaking, it means the quality of the four bungalows underneath is very poor. Since the quality is very poor, we shouldn't build another floor above. Captain Lao, what do you think?"

Lao Shichu thought about it seriously and nodded: "It makes sense! But I don't understand, why do you care about the He family's house? Could it be that there are problems with his family's house and it is easy to attract evil spirits, so that's why the tragedy happened in the family of?"

"You can put it that way." Ding Ermiao nodded and continued eating and drinking.

Knowing that his son wanted to discuss the case, the old man of the Lao family simply drank two glasses of wine, then left the table and went back to his room to rest.

Seeing that the old man was gone, Ding Ermiao lowered his voice and said to Lao Shichu: "Captain Lao, there is something wrong under the pillars of the He family!"

"What's the problem?" Lao Shichu asked.

"Under there, there's a good chance...that there's a dead man pressed down there!" Ding Ermiao said.

"Ah?" Luo Shichu was taken aback, almost unable to hold the chopsticks in his hand.

Not only Lao Shichu, but also Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao were surprised.

It's disgusting to think about having a dead person at home.Last time at the Gan family ancestral hall, although the bones of the seven little ghosts holding the pillars were also buried under the pillars, they were still in the front corridor, not indoors.

Moreover, the ancestral hall was originally a place where memorial tablets were enshrined, and no one usually lived there.

After a long time, Lao Shichu wiped off his cold sweat and said: "Brother Ding, this matter is no joke. Are you mistaken? They are all from the same village. He Bing, I am still more I understand, an honest farmer."

"If you don't believe it, just pull the chicken, pull... pull it." Ding Ermiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me ask you, does He Bing know some evil magic or something?"

Lao Shichu shook his head blankly and said, "I've never heard of it."

Ding Ermiao thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "You'd better invite the old man out. I want to know about He Bing's history."

So, the old man of the Lao family was invited to the table again.

"About He Bing, he is actually a poor boy." The old man drank tea and spoke slowly:
"His grandfather was a well-known rich man here, but his family property was confiscated later. Her mother is a witch in the area, and she can dance to summon the souls of the dead."

I see!Ding Ermiao smiled slightly, thinking that He Bing's evil method must have been left behind by his mother.

"He Bing's mother is a goddess? Why didn't I know?" Lao Shichu asked.

Now Lao Shichu finally believed Ding Ermiao's words.My mother is a goddess, and it is not difficult to understand that my son knows some crooked magic.That's why Ding Ermiao said just now that He Bing might be able to do magic.

His father glared and said:

"How old are you? When He Bing's mother died, you were just born. You were held in your mother's arms like a kitten... That year, He Bing was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Alas, he was alone, earning It’s not easy to get this kind of family fortune. I thought he would be able to enjoy happiness in his later years, but who knew, something like this would happen again!”

Ding Ermiao interrupted Mr. Lao's ramblings and said, "Old man, just tell me what happened before and after the He family built their new house 25 years ago."

"At that time...?" The old man thought for a while and said:
"At that time..., in the whole village, He Bing and his wife were the most capable. They were the first family in the village to build bungalows, and they built four bungalows. In the village, who would not envy the He family's new house? ?but……"

"But what?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"However, He Bing also owed a lot of debts in order to build these houses. Before the new houses were built, many people came to ask for debts."

Is it murder for money?
Ding Ermiao pondered for a moment and then asked: "Does the old man still remember when the columns under the beams of his house were built? How long after the house was built were the columns built?"

"At the end of the year, I remember." The old man thought for a moment and said with certainty: "The beams on his house were built in winter. Then at the end of the same year, pillars were built under the beams."

"Did you ask others to build that pillar, or did He Bing build it himself?" Ding Ermiao asked again.

The old man nodded and said, "He built it himself. He already has the skills of a bricklayer."

"So... what happened to the debt He Bing owed for building the house? How long did it take to pay it back?"

The old man shook his head and said: "I don't know about this. It's hard to inquire about money matters. But as far as I can tell, within a year, He Bing will turn around, because no one can come to ask for debts."

Ding Ermiao nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Let's put the matter of He Ting aside for now. Now let's talk about the pillar." After the meal, Ding Ermiao called Lao Shichu aside and said:
"Actually, this matter is quite simple. That is, He Bing was building a house back then. Because he was financially strapped, he took advantage of the money and killed a rich man, buried the body in the ground, and then built a pillar on top."

"So sure? There are many ways to destroy the corpse, why did He Bing hide the corpse at home?" Lao Shichu asked.

Ding Ermiao smiled and asked: "You are the captain of the criminal police, why do you think so?"

"Unless..., his home is the scene of the first crime, so the bones are buried on the spot. In this case, the least clues will be exposed." Lao Shichu said thoughtfully.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said:

"That's one point. Another point is that this way of disposing of corpses can be regarded as an evil method. The pillars are connected directly to the beams, which is equivalent to using the weight of the beams to suppress the deceased. It can prevent the soul of the deceased from escaping and complaining to the underworld. In this case, the murderer can go unpunished in both the Yin and Yang realms."

After a pause, Ding Ermiao said again: "He Bing's evil method must come from his goddess."

At first, Lao Shi seemed to be listening to a fantasy, with disbelief on his face.

After a long time, he said: "Although that pillar is a bit strange, but your speculation... is mysterious and mysterious, and it is empty talk, so I really can't believe it."

Ding Ermiao rolled her eyes and said, "Call a few brothers, push the pillar down, dig it down and you will know the truth."

(End of this chapter)

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