Chapter 2005: The soul is broken in the river, the coffin is buried in the mouth of Jiulong (7)

At that moment, I gave up and said, "Brother Zhuo, you don't have to worry about this anymore. It's better to follow me to see what's going on upstairs."

While we were talking, we had already reached the second floor and I led him straight into the second house.

Before entering the room, Director Zhuo Fan frowned and asked me softly: "Xiao Jiu, is there a corpse here?"

I nodded and couldn't help but look up at him.

But thinking about it makes me feel relieved. As the director, Zhuo Fan should have seen many corpses.

Therefore, it is normal for him to be sensitive to entities.

Director Zhuo Fan, as soon as he heard what I said, he immediately entered the room without saying a word.

I followed and found that Director Zhuo Fan was stunned and motionless.

"Whose body?" He stared at the remains on the ground and asked in a deep voice.

If it were Yuan Zhenghua's actions, no matter what the future holds, there would be an inevitable showdown between Yuan Zhenghua and I would also avenge the deceased.

I took out the cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and didn't say anything.

He raised his hand and pointed to the corpse and whispered: "You may not understand this very much. Some wounds will not be displayed when they die. They will only be displayed after a certain period of time. This is the scar on the back of the corpse's head."

I didn't hide it either, so I walked over, lifted the white cloth on the body, took the photo of Old Lady Yuan and her man, and said in a deep voice: "From the photos, it should be Old Lady Yuan's man."

He stared at me and smiled, "Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu, as a policeman, I still have this kind of investigation ability. If you guess correctly, you should be investigating whether it is cremated or buried, right?"

However, I didn't intend to admit it, after all, what I wanted to hear was his sincere thoughts.

As soon as these words were said, Director Zhuo Fan's face sank. Then, he began to examine the body, and Zhuge Qingming, Joyce and Han Qiu also surrounded him.

As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Qingming, Joyce and Han Qiu looked at me tightly and hurriedly looked at me.

After about seven or eight minutes, he slowly stood up, pulled the white cloth over the corpse, looked at me, and whispered: "Xiao Jiu, this corpse doesn't seem to be natural death."

He nodded, and did not speak, but squatted on the ground and continued to inspect the body.

Director Zhuo Fan deserves to be the director. When he saw our eyes, he immediately understood and asked me: "Xiaojiu, are you making any decision?"

"Why?" I asked subconsciously.

They saw that I didn't say anything or ask questions. Director Zhuo Fan probably saw that I was in a heavy mood and stood quietly by the side and stared at me.

This made me a little unacceptable, just Director Zhuo Fan, "Are you sure?"

murder?

When I heard this, I immediately understood his meaning. He was implying that he had done this.

As soon as he finished speaking, Director Zhuo Fan finally had a smile on his face and said happily: "Okay, Xiaojiu, I feel relieved with you. By the way, you asked me here this time, probably not just talking about this matter, right?"

After saying this, I stared at him tightly, and Joyce and others also looked at Director Zhuo Fan.

But now, after hearing what he said, he actually committed suicide.

He glanced down at the corpse on the ground and whispered: "From the neck of the corpse, there is a very shallow trace, which should have been left there. On the back of the head of the deceased, there are traces of heavy objects hitting him. It is not difficult to judge that he should have been murdered back then."

He looked at me deeply and said word by word: "Xiaojiu, you just need to tell me if you can avenge the deceased. If you can, I will pretend that I didn't see this body. If I can't, I will file a case no matter what method I use."

After hearing what he said, I understood a little, and asked him: "If it was a murder case, are you... planning to file a case?"

I smiled and said, "Not counting, you just need to tell me what you think of this body."

I smiled awkwardly and apologized: "It's true that I can't hide it from you. To be honest, no matter whether the corpse was murdered or not, the whole thing has an inseparable relationship with Yuan Zhenghua, but it is indeed difficult to find evidence. Besides, Yuan Zhenghua is probably the only one left in the Yuan family. He is unwilling to report the case, and I'm afraid you won't make trouble!"

I have to say that Director Zhuo Fan seemed to have some tricks when examining the body. After only less than a minute, he frowned and asked me: "Is this the corpse three years ago?"

After a cigarette, I threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on it, looked at Director Zhuo Fan, and whispered: "Brother Zhuo, do you think the body on the ground was cremated in Guangzhou, or should he send his body back to Yuanjia Village?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Director Zhuo Fan glanced at me and didn't say anything.

Thinking of this, I nodded and said softly: "Okay, I agree. If you have the chance in the future, I will definitely avenge the deceased."

I was a little confused. According to my opinion, Old Lady Yuan’s man should have died willingly back then.

In other words, Yuan Qingtian killed his master with his own hands?

I smiled slightly, and I am worthy of being a director. This kind of vision is indeed beyond ordinary people's reach.

I thought about it for a moment, if the deceased was killed by Yuan Qingtian, then the deceased's revenge would be considered avenged. After all, Yuan Qingtian is already dead, and the debt is paid off for death.

I nodded and replied, "From our coffincarnator's perspective, it should be the mortal. In the time, it should be three years ago."

For a moment, our four pairs of eyes stared at Director Zhuo Fan.

I glanced at him in surprise. Could he still see the body three years ago?

At that moment, I couldn't help but ask, "What do you say?"

I asked again, "Are you planning to file a case?"

He nodded and said in a deep voice: "I can be 100% sure, it must be a murder. However, the means of this murderer are quite clever. If it were three years ago, you might not be able to see anything. You can only find it after three years."

He glanced at me deeply and said in a low voice: "Xiaojiu, although we have just met for a while, you shouldn't ask this question in the face of Director Liu Qi and Liu, right?"

So, I stopped and smiled and said, "Brother Zhuo, let's not talk about anything else, let's talk about what would you do if it were you?"

He stared at me with a smile and said indifferently: "If it were me, I might..."

While speaking, he swept across the four of us and continued, "I will choose cremation! One is to keep up with the times, the other is that cremation is indeed much more convenient, and it can also reduce some unnecessary troubles."

As soon as he finished speaking, Joyce looked at me and said softly: "Master Jiu, can you make a decision now?"
Chapter completed!