MTL - Mystery Hunter-Chapter 300 a coffin

Yuan Jun drove everyone to the countryside, and it took three hours to get to Zhao Xiu's village. And it has been exactly four hours since Wang Yedan disappeared. That is to say, the crime consultant at this time had already brought Wang Yedan to the village, and no matter what he was going to do, at this time, he should have already done it.

Wang Kun and his wife drove behind Yuan Jun's car and followed closely.

The vehicle drove through the crowded traffic in the city and across the small road with wheat fields on both sides. When everyone came to the entrance of the village, a white modern car appeared in front of everyone.

"The crime consultant really came here, get out of the car." Shao Lao said to the crowd.

Jiang He opened the car door and got out of the car first, but he didn't act rashly when he came to White Hyundai. Because the criminal consultant is a bomb maniac, everyone has been humiliated by the bomb of the criminal consultant. Jiang He was lying on the glass of the car and looked inside hard. He saw that the car was empty and empty.

"Where's my daughter?" Wang Kun and his wife also got out of the car. Mrs. Wang was about to run towards the car and reached out to open the door.

Yuan Jun hurriedly stopped Mrs. Wang and said, "Don't move, this car may be in danger."

Jiang He was still observing the car, until he confirmed that the car was not in danger, then he opened the door and got into the car.

He reached out and picked up a cell phone, which Jiang He remembered very clearly. He had seen it on the school's surveillance video. It was Wang Yedan's cell phone.

At this moment, the phone suddenly vibrated, making Jiang He almost let go, thinking it was some kind of bomb detonator.

But Jiang He's nerves are indeed too tight. This is not a bomb detonating device, but a WeChat message: According to my statistics, most of my friends choose "yes". This kind of green tea ~ **** has long been hated, so I will honor my promise, everyone wait for justice.

This WeChat is not a video, but a text.

At this time, several people's mobile phones also rang.

Jiang He took the phone and said, "No, the crime consultant will start immediately. Let's hurry into the village."

When Jiang He led the people into the village, he heard the mournful sound of a suona from a distance. It flew past like a black cloud.

In front of the village road, the villagers carrying the coffins have appeared along the front road, and the mighty and continuous force is continuous. Judging from the length of the team, there are more than one hundred people. The people at the front of the team were all dressed in white, and these people should be Luben's relatives, while those at the back were wearing black clothes and followed behind the team.

And the person walking in the front was Zhao Xiu. Zhao Xiu was wearing white clothes and holding a small bell in her hand. She walked forward with no expression on her face. Every step she took, the small bell in her hand rang as her body swayed. Behind Zhao Xiu was a group of musicians, some playing suona and some beating gongs.

Behind the band of musicians is a long coffin. The coffin was placed on a wooden shelf, surrounded by four big men carrying bars, the black coffin was solemn and trembling up and down with the footsteps of several people. The weather was cold, but there was still sweat on the heads of several big men.

Nails have been set around the coffin, a total of seven, I don't know what kind of meaning it has. Lu Wei walked on the left side of the coffin and put his hand on the coffin lightly.

The people behind the coffin are holding yellow paper one by one, and every few steps, they will raise a part of the yellow paper in their hands into the sky. The yellow paper flutters in the air and can only fall down slowly. And behind these people holding yellow paper, there is a group of people holding paper people and paper horses.

In the hands of these people, there are all kinds of strange things made of paper. In addition to boys and girls, there are also paper-bound cars, paper-bound villas, paper-bound TV refrigerators, paper-bound hair dryers, suitcases, etc. There are only unexpected, none of which these people did not hold.

The members of the task force stood aside and watched the long line coming towards them.

"Where's my daughter?" Wang Kun asked, standing beside Shao Lao.

Shao Lao shook his head: "I don't know yet, maybe Zhao Xiu and Lu Wei may know, but at this time, I'm afraid it's not suitable to ask."

Wang Kun gritted his teeth and said, "This is related to my daughter's life. I don't ask when to ask now."

While talking, the long line had come to a few people not far away, Zhao Xiu naturally saw these people, she raised her eyebrows and looked sideways at these people, there was no wave in her eyes, she just glanced at them Everyone, they continued to walk forward.

"Where's my daughter?" Wang Kun appeared in front of everyone and stopped the funeral procession.

Zhao Xiu looked at Wang Kun and said, "It will be dark soon, don't waste our time, I don't have time to deal with you now."

Wang Kun didn't move a step: "Where's my daughter? I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Zhao Xiu said: "Second son, second son, pull him away from me."

As Zhao Xiu's voice fell, a rural man appeared in front of Wang Kun. Before Wang Kun said anything, the second son grabbed Wang Kun's collar and fell over his shoulder, throwing Wang Kun to the ground. The funeral procession was not affected and continued to move forward.

"Old Shao, what should we do?" Yuan Jun asked Mr. Shao in a low voice, "Are we going to stop him?"

Shao Lao shook his head lightly, and he and Jiang He looked at each other.

"Let's follow along." Shao Lao said softly.

Mrs. Wang helped Wang Kun up, and also watched the funeral procession go outside the village.

Wang Kun said, "As a police officer, do you care?"

Shao Lao looked at Wang Kun, and said slowly, "Now is not the time to start a snake, we still don't know where your daughter is, and we don't know where the murderer is. Even if we stop them, what can we ask? I think , we still need to investigate where your daughter is."

Hearing Shao Lao's words, Wang Kun also knew that there was no other way now. They couldn't do anything except wait. It's just that Wang Kun also received the text WeChat, and the text clearly told Wang Kun that his daughter was probably killed. Rao is how mature Wang Kun is, and there is no way to calm down.

Shao Lao and others followed the funeral procession all the way to the front. The long procession was like a long snake winding away, winding straight up the mountain. Walking up the mountain road, you can already see from a distance that a spiritual shed has been erected on a piece of land that is flat like a plain halfway up the mountain.

The funeral procession stood on the ground, and more than a hundred people were able to stand down.

In the middle of the spiritual shed, the cemetery had been dug, and a large pit three meters deep appeared in front of everyone. On the front side of the tomb, there is a long table with Luben's photo on it, and under Luben's photo, there are some tributes.

Fixed on the table are two long candles on the left and right, which have not yet been lit.

"Release!" In the funeral procession, a person similar to Mr. Yin Yang shouted.

A few coffin carriers then gently placed the coffin beside the grave. The coffin was placed on the ground, stirring up layers of dust.

"The boy and girl are in place." Mr. Yin Yang shouted again.

The few villagers holding virgins and boys gently placed the paper figures around the coffin, surrounding the coffin like stars holding the moon. The faces of these paper figurines were painted with white powder, and two large blushes were on the left and right faces of the paper figurines, as red as blood.

Two pupilless eyes stared blankly around, and when everyone looked at it, it was as if these eyes were looking at themselves, making people feel a chill.

The rest of the people put those paper-tie houses, villas and car TV dramas on the other side of the spiritual shed, and they all stood in the distance.

"Family lit the everlasting lamp." Mr. Yin Yang said in a long tone.

Luo Wei and Zhao Xiu walked up, took out a lighter, and lit the white candles on the left and right sides of the table.

Mr. Yin Yang said: "The two candles cannot be extinguished at the same time for seven days. If they are extinguished, it may bring disaster to your home. Those who keep the spirit should pay more attention. If the flame of a candle is extinguished, it should be lit immediately. Remember."

Zhao Xiu and Lu Wei nodded.

"Okay, the guardian will stay, and the rest will have a feast," said Mr. Yin Yang.

Lu Wei said to Mr. Yin Yang: "The banquet has been set up. When the time comes, someone will greet everyone to eat. The old couple of us will not go, and finally see my son."

Mr. Yin Yang nodded: "I can understand, you can see your son if you want, but remember not to let the sun, moon and stars shine directly on the corpse, otherwise it will blow up the corpse."

"Okay." The two nodded.

The mourners came and went quickly. The people who were all over the mountainside just now disappeared in a flash in a flash.

At this time, Shao Laocai finally stepped forward and said to Lu Wei and Zhao Xiu, "Wang Kun's daughter Wang Yedan is missing. When you left the village, you should have seen the car outside. What did Wang Yedan go to? The place? I think you should know."

"We don't know." Lu Wei glanced at Shao Lao: "I'm disappointed with your police. We don't welcome you here, don't disturb us here, go."

Shao Lao said: "I am asking you now in the name of the police, have you met Wang Yedan?"

Wang Kun came up at this time, and he hurriedly said: "Tell me where my daughter has gone, she is in this village, don't you know?"

Wang Kun walked a little too hastily, the wind on both sides of his body surged forward, and it happened to blow out two candles on the table.

Both lights went out.

"You, you are deceiving people too much!" Lu Wei shouted, fighting with Wang Kun.

Yuan Jun hurriedly stepped forward to pull the frame. During the fight, several people accidentally bumped into the coffin. The coffin on the wooden shelf immediately tilted towards the grave pit and fell heavily to the ground. Cover also fell off.