Li Xiaoxin dug another two feet, and a hollow area was exposed in the wall of the vault. From top to bottom, he saw a headless corpse nailed to a "T-shaped" wooden stake. The foul smell of the corpse followed.

Coming at you.

Xie Bangui said expressionlessly: "Move out! Get it outside."

It took a lot of effort for the two men to pull the wooden stake out of the ground. Most of the corpse had been eaten by insects. There were white bones and rotten meat everywhere. A large number of ants came out of the cavity of the corpse.

It rolled to the ground in a ball.

Chen Dong and the treasurer just looked at each other and vomited. The thumbs responsible for moving the corpse didn't last long before they started vomiting.

Xie Bangui jumped into the pit with an oil lamp. After looking carefully at the bottom of the pit for a long time, he walked out of the warehouse. He squatted in the yard and roughly measured it with his hands and said: "The wooden pile is one foot or two feet high.

Two pieces of solid wood formed a T-shape. The part inserted into the soil is about four feet. It is enough to support an adult."

After Xiao Cai recorded meticulously behind him, he added: "The material for making the wooden stakes is fine cypress wood. It should come from a place like a coffin shop. Are the nails that nailed the man's arm a coffin nail?"

Xie Bangui stretched out two fingers to pinch the iron nail on the corpse's wrist, and slowly pulled it out: "Yes, it is a coffin nail! The nail happened to be driven into the gap of the man's wrist bone, and the position was very accurate.

"

Xie Bangui followed the wooden stake and pulled out two more nails from the corpse's ankles: "The deceased's ankles were nailed to the vertical bars of the wooden stake. Looking at the height, the deceased's legs should be in a half-kneeling position."

Fatty Gao covered his nose and said, "Did you see anything?"

Xie Bangui said coldly: "First, the murderer's technique is very skillful, and it is obviously not the first time he kills someone. Second, the murderer is a madman."

The fat man said in surprise: "You can even tell that he is a lunatic?"

Xie Bangui rolled his eyes at the fat man and said: "The murderer drove the nail into the deceased's wrist instead of the palm. It did not hurt the vital meridians on the deceased's arm, and it also prevented the other person from opening the wound and escaping. This shows that he has a deep understanding of the human body.

I know the direction of the bones and veins very well, and this is not the first time I have done this kind of thing."

Xiao Cai gestured with his palm and said: "That's right! It's easy for a person to break his hand, but he can't break his own arm, unless he is a martial arts master. Look at the skeleton of the deceased, it looks like he has practiced martial arts.

people?"

Li Xiaoxin picked up the bones of the corpse with a knife and said: "The deceased should be about forty years old. Although he has never practiced martial arts, his body is still strong."

"That's not what I'm asking." The fat man was obviously not interested in these things. What he was most concerned about was how could Xie Bangui tell that the murderer was a madman?

Xie Bangui said: "If I am not mistaken, the murderer should have nailed the deceased to a wooden stake while he was still alive, and cut the vocal cords on his throat. He also deliberately left a hole above his head for ventilation.

There was a crack in the wall. The deceased was nailed to a T-shaped wooden stake and waited for death, but he could not die for a while."

"However, he can hear the sounds outside and see the changes in the light above his head. Once someone approaches, he will definitely struggle desperately. At that time, he will instinctively push up his body with his legs and call for help. However, not only can he not speak

He made a sound, and every time he thrust up, he was nailed to the wooden stakes one on the left and the other on the right.

The ankles on both sides will bear the weight of the whole body. The force of the nails being twisted into the bones is enough to make people faint from the pain. However, people's will to survive is also very tenacious. When there is hope, people will never faint.

.So, the deceased will suffer pain over and over again, until despair, and then death."

"Si——" Fatty Gao grinned as if he had a toothache: "He is really a lunatic. Compared with the former Gao Yongtai."

"But...but..." Chen Dong stammered: "The treasury has been closed for almost half a year, and no one has gone in during this period! Except for the time when Treasurer Wang worshiped the gods."

Xie Bangui said in a deep voice: "When will Treasurer Wang offer sacrifices to the gods?"

"About half a month after the incident."

Xie Bangui seemed to be talking to himself: "That was before May. Judging from the degree of decomposition of the body, the deceased probably died five months ago."

"Brother, you are thinking too much." Fatty Gao said disapprovingly: "How did the murderer know that the treasurer would come to worship the god? I think that after the murderer was buried in the wall, he naturally ran outside the wall and deliberately teased the deceased.

It’s more likely to be used for fun.”

"Maybe!" Xie Bangui asked Chen Dong: "Mr. Chen, is it usually laid with adobe bricks at the bottom of the vault?"

The treasurer answered for Chen Dong: "It usually has three floors. A heavy warehouse like the one just now requires at least five floors, or even more. Each floor of bricks is about three feet long."

Xie Bangui nodded and lifted up the wooden stake on the ground: "Fat man, hit the middle of the stake and drive it four feet into the ground."

"This is easy to handle!" The fat man jumped up and was about to hit the pile.

"Why are you so anxious!" Xie Bangui turned the stake in a circle, just in time to get out of the way of the fat man's palm: "I'm not asking you to jump up and hit me, I'm just going to slap you in a very small range. Press the top of the stake with your hand.

You can just press it down."

"You should have told me earlier!" The fat man pressed the top of the wooden pile and exerted a strong force. The wooden pile, which was as thick as an ordinary person's calf, was pressed into the blue brick floor more than a foot deep. Stones the size of fingernails collapsed along the root of the wooden pile.

They were more than half a foot tall before being scattered around.

The fat man pressed down four times in a row before nailing the wooden stake into the blue brick floor.

Xie Bangui squatted beside the wooden stake and watched it for a long time, and said to himself: "A master at the breaking stage needs to use three or four times of internal force to drive the wooden stake into the ground in a small way. The murderer did it all at once.

It arrived, and even the gravel didn’t burst out. How did he do it?”

Lao Qian said: "Maybe he jumped up and smashed in like Fatty did at the beginning?"

"Impossible!" Xiao Cai said keenly: "The vault's sandwich wall has only been pried near the root of the wall. Going up, it is all a tight-fitting brick wall. The murderer must have never jumped up."

The fat man shouted: "The most bizarre thing is, how did he get people in silently? Could it be that he knows how to walk through walls?"

Chen Dong's face was as white as paper, and he trembled: "This... this must be a murder by ghosts and gods. If I had known it, if I had known it... I shouldn't have disrespected the ghosts and gods! I shouldn't have stopped Treasurer Wang from worshiping the gods that day. If

...If...I had prayed sincerely, maybe, maybe the ghosts and gods would have taken pity on me and sincerely, I wouldn't have...it was me who harmed my colleagues in the mansion!"

"It's too early to tell whether ghosts and gods kill people." Xie Bangui said: "Li Xiaoxin, you divide your manpower into two groups and go all the way to investigate the recently missing people in Jiangling Mansion. Mainly investigate the owner of the coffin shop and those who specialize in making coffins.

carpenter. On the other hand, go to the Taoist priests that Treasurer Wang hired to worship the gods. After finding out, you can come back to me directly without contacting them."

The fat man frowned and said, "Brother, are you saying that the deceased might be a carpenter?"

"That's right!" Xie Bangui said: "This person has never practiced martial arts, but his finger joints are very thick, so he should be someone who often uses tools such as planes. And few people use cypress wood to build furniture, so I
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