The Black Sheep

In the waters five miles away from the Gaoyou Sanitation Station, since the looted cargo ship was discovered, the Gaoyou county magistrate took the government officials to investigate the scene, and when he returned to the county government, he said that he could not be ill and made up his mind to shrink his head. tortoise.

There are many cases of this kind in Jiangnan every year. Sometimes they can't solve the case and they throw each other out, or push the top package out, but the waterways have never been peaceful.

The county officials knew Luo Dajue, and when they saw the poor official, they were quite contemptuous: "The county magistrate has already taken someone to investigate the scene of the crime. If you want to see it, Lord Luo should be careful not to damage the traces on the ship."

The boat involved in the crime has been dragged from the middle of the river to the shore, and it was picked up under a huge weeping willow on the shore. The Gaoyou county magistrate left two guards at the scene. The cats were all grilling on the river bank. Slack.

Although Luo Dajue is poor and innocent, he is straightforward and honest: "Go back and tell your adults that I will send someone to guard here. When I look back, I will meet him personally after watching the scene."

It was the beginning of the year, and the cold was damp, and it was fine during the day. Many people in nearby villages and towns who heard the news came to watch the excitement, but after nightfall, the two of them guarded the ship where the murder occurred, not to mention terrifying, but a little disturbed. They all suspected that they were wronged, and they almost fell into trouble after staying all night, wishing to confess the bad luck and go back early.

Seeing someone coming to take over, I was overjoyed, and even looked at the poor military attache Luo Dajue, and said: "Since the adults want to protect the scene of the crime, the younger ones should go back and report to the county magistrate."

After the two officers left, Dajue Luo respectfully sent someone to invite Zhao Wujiu from a distance to come and inspect the scene.

Bai Shiqi followed Zhao Wujiu, and a group of people boarded the ship. There was a strong smell of blood. Although two days and nights have passed since the incident, the blood on the ship is still unabated.

Zhao Wujiu came out of the **** sea of ​​Shishan, and Bai Shiqi was also a figure who wandered on the tip of the knife all the year round. Only Zhao Ziheng was a wealthy son and brother. He felt a little uncomfortable when he smelled the smell of blood. The dead body couldn't stand it anymore, turned his head and ran out, standing on the bank, bending over and vomiting.

Gaoyou County Magistrate Ba Hongru was able to clear the relationship and claim the credit of others, but I was a cowardly person. When he came to investigate the scene, he boarded the bow and smelled a strong smell of blood. The dead ship owner on the deck was frightened, and quickly retreated. Even the post-mortem was done by the county lieutenant and Yuzuo who entered the cabin together. As for the interior, he just heard a few words from his subordinates and was frightened. He waved his hand straight: "Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, let's talk about nightmares at night, and everything will be handled by you."

County Wei Miao Song despised in his heart, but on his face he could only show respect: "If you feel unwell, you might as well take a rest for now."

The decisive person returned to the backyard of the county government to recover. After the cold weather, the body was still on the ship for the time being. It was still the horror of the robbery.

Shu Changfeng helped Zhao Wujiu to walk slowly into the cabin. There were many dead bodies along the way. He looked carefully, and worried that Bai Shiqi was unwell. He turned to look and found that Bai Shiqi was wearing one and didn’t know how to use it. Some leather-sewn gloves are looking at the corpse carefully, with a serious and focused expression, no less than a professional work.

Zhao Wujiu: "..."

Shu Changfeng: "..."

Not only did she perform an autopsy, she saw the master and servant come over, but she also exchanged clues about the murder with the two, discussed the fatal injuries of the deceased, and speculated about the experience before death. For example, some struggled with the water bandits through fierce struggles, while others were sleeping. She was killed by a knife, and she even approached the corpse to smell: "The deceased should have drunk a lot of alcohol before his death, so he was not awakened by the fighting outside..."

Luo Dajue followed the three of them, admiring Zhou Wang's staff: "Mr. Su looked at his young age, but he didn't expect to be so experienced in fatal injuries to corpses. It is really rare to see him."

Bai Shiqi said lightly: "If you see more, you will have experience."

Luo Dajue: "..." Seeing that she is only seventeen or eighteen years old, how do you feel that this assistant named Su grew up at the scene of a murder case, and dealt with corpses all the year round to say such horrible things.

The scene of the investigation of Bai Shiqi was more careful than the other three people, not letting go of every inch of the cabin. An hour later, she picked up a white pebble the size of a pigeon egg in the most inconspicuous corner of the bottom cargo hold.

This thing is very common along the river, and it comes in various shapes. Sometimes it is brought into the cabin by the crew along with the cargo, which is nothing surprising.

After she picked it up, she didn't take it seriously at first. She just glanced at it out of habitual caution, but looking at it with the yellow light of the deadly wind lantern that Luo Dajue was holding, she found that the white pebbles were extremely round and round. Being rubbed by people all the year round, it reveals a bit of oiliness, and there is still a little red on the pebbles, which is very familiar.

She stared at the pebbles and her expression changed endlessly, for fear of her dizziness, she blinked her eyes vigorously, and found that the redness was as old as the old, her lips were dry and the mouth was bitter, and she tremblingly moved closer to the light to take a closer look.

Zhao Wujiu saw her look different, and was very surprised: "What's the matter?"

Bai Shiqi handed the pebble to his hand and said with difficulty: "His Royal Highness, help me see, is there still a word on this pebble?"

Zhao Wujiu discovered that her hands were extremely cold and trembling slightly, but he had encountered more than one dangerous thing in his life. He took it quietly, and turned the pebble close to the lamp to take a closer look. In fact, you don't have to look at how careful you are, you can feel the engraving on the reverse side of the reddish stone.

He turned over and looked, and found that the very square character "cao" was engraved. It seemed to have been getting older and older, and a layer of aged grease had been rubbed out. The small gully that had been carved out of that character was filled with it, and it seemed to be written on it. The small black "cao" character.

"There is a Chinese character on it."

Bai Shizheng staggered back a bit, as if he suddenly lost his center of gravity and almost sat on a spot of dried blood, or Zhao Wujiu's eyesight quickly helped her: "What's the matter?"

With the help of Zhao Wujiu's strength, she finally stood up straight, her voice broken: "This stone...is something of Qiuying."

Since Bai Shiqi escaped from death, this name is no stranger to Zhao Wujiu. He even imagined the appearance of that boy in his mind for a while, and he stopped at the best in Bai Shiqi’s mind forever. The appearance of a young man made her obsessed with being on the canal a few years later, in danger for his death regardless of her own safety.

"Hasn't he been killed for a long time?"

Bai Shiqi muttered to herself: "Could it be that...this group of water bandits is the same group of water bandits who killed them?" She has been tracking the waterways for several years, all of them are wireless, and she will never find the real murderer in this life. Thinking of Liu Anhuaming, she actually taught her to find the relics of the dead in Gaoyou.

With her cleverness, there is another answer, but perhaps deep down in her heart, she is not willing to think about that other answer at all.

Zhao Wujiu couldn't bear to refute her-Qiu Ying's belongings reappeared at the scene of the murder a few years later. One is that the murderer of the year kept Qiu Ying's relics and accidentally took them on the boat; the other possibility is that Qiu Ying was not dead at all.

If Qiu Ying hadn't died, then... the tragedy of that year had another mystery, and the murderer of this ship might not be able to get rid of him.

He couldn't help guessing that perhaps compared to the conclusion that Qiu Ying was not dead, Bai Shiqi would rather it be the murderer who kept the relics of Qiu Ying, and it was easier for her to accept it.

She tried her best to find out the truth and almost died. How could she accept being deceived and fooled?