"Are you really unwilling to shelter from the rain?" Bao Heizi asked again in embarrassment.

At this time, Xiaoyuer put his hands in his pocket of the coat, and the rainwater in the hat would flow down with a slight wave. The bad weather in recent days made him feel a little unhappy, as if he had even slowed down his reaction. He didn't move, and said:

"No."

One thing should be mentioned: all cases that cause headaches must go through hardships to resolve. The outcome is more or less pleasant. For such cases, people often go astray stupidly because of accidental factors or simply because they lack the courage to abandon wrong judgments when they are still in time.

This is exactly what Xiaoyuer faced again. The day before, he and Lord Bao fell into the water and came to Taoyuan Village. However, Lord Bao injured his head and caused amnesia.

The originally peaceful Taohua Village, but two gods of death suddenly came to it, making it unusual.

Mr. Bao pretends to be stupid and cute, and he is very fond of the villagers.

This is the worst day here. For two weeks, people have been living in the rain and fog. The water in the Xijiang River has soared, and the turbid mud flows contain many branches and branches.

"This matter is not wrong!" Xiaoyuer sighed. It was six o'clock in the morning and the sun had not yet come out.

After a while, Mr. Bao whispered outside the door:

"Are you still sleeping?"

"No."

"If you followed me to a place ten miles away from this place now, it wouldn't be inconvenient for you, right? A strange incident happened in that place last night..."

Needless to say, the little fish went there of course. Because they got up early in the morning, the environment here seemed even more disgusting. The sky was low, the air was humid and cold, and the rain was like a slight rain. The dirty river water was brown. On the opposite side of the river, a line of poplars stood on the shore. There was no village around. The only guest house, the "Fisherman's Inn", is located 700 meters away.

As for whom the drowning ghost in this accident was still unknown. Five or six of them were on the roadside, stopping from time to time. They wanted to know what happened and then continue on the road.

At first glance, there are some famous people in the village here, and of course there are also Afang, but it is obviously not available.

We should wait until the body in the rapids and then hang it from the river. People have no accurate idea about what happened. They only know that the night before, a few days later, the horse picture album passed by, and knocked a carriage that had already been parked at the turn and was completely out of light into the river. The coachman Guan Hai said that he heard the cry for help, and the old fisherman on the boat also claimed that he had heard the cry for help. At that time, he was on the fishing boat parked in the river a hundred meters away.

The two of them met on the shore and used the firelight to search the surrounding areas. Then the carriage drove on the road and drove to the village where they told the village. But because they could not do anything before dawn, Lord Bao told Xiaoyuer about the matter at six o'clock in the morning.

The scene around was gloomy. Everyone was arching their shoulders because of the cold. Even in the eyes that were cast towards the turbid river, there was only indifference, and no sense of anxiety was seen.

The inn owner was also present, discussing this matter with others in an expert tone.

"If people don't get stuck in the car, they won't be able to find them in a while. Because all the river gates have been lifted up, they will float to the West River all the way, unless they hang something like a tree root..."

"They are definitely not in the car anymore," coachman Lao Wang retorted, "because this is a convertible carriage!"

"Oh. That's weird!"

"how?"

"Because yesterday, two little guests came here in the open carriage. They slept and had lunch in the store. They should have slept there. But I didn't see them again."

It is impossible to say that Xiaoyuer believes in these idle talks, but when he hears it, he just remembers it.

Because there are many rivers in the south, many good people who know how to water finally surfaced.

"It's done," he said, "the rope has been tied up." People have become a long list of people on the road. People are poking their heads out and looking at what the bunch of people are doing.

The village found animals, horses and cows, and dragged the cart in the water hard. Both feet were wet and their trousers were covered with mud. He wanted to drink a glass of wine to warm his body, but he was unwilling to leave the scene and go to the inn so far, and he was unwilling to disturb him again.

"Note, guys!...Let's loose on the left!"

The marks of the front of the carriage were clearly identifiable. As coachman Lao Wang said, the front of the convertible turned in the direction at the moment it was hit.

"Get up! One, two, get up!" The car was finally pulled ashore. It was already hit with a distorted look. The wheels were crooked, and the sides of the car body looked like crumpled paper. The seats were covered with mud, residue and fragments. Everyone, including more than a dozen people who came out of the inn, surrounded the salvaged convertible. Some even touched it or leaned into the car.

A man with unknown name was curious that the person opened the rear compartment. To people's expectations, although the rear compartment had been deformed, it was still opened without any effort.

The man suddenly screamed and took a few steps back, while the others rushed forward to see what was going on.

Like other people, Xiaoyuer also walked forward. Suddenly, he frowned, and then, for the first time since the early morning, he no longer shouted loudly: "Doway! Everyone retreated! Nothing is allowed to touch!"

He also saw: something like a human-shaped person curled up strangely, stuffed at the bottom of the trunk. It seemed that it took a lot of effort to close the lid of the trunk. A few strands of hair were exposed on the head of the human-shaped person, which made people conclude that there was a woman in the bag.

"Village Chief, can you clear the venue? There is a new situation and it's done a pretty despicable job." The situation they face in solving the case will be very bad... Just wait until the woman is dragged out of the watery bag...

Xiao Yuer asked Mr. Bao who had lost his memory and said, "Did you notice anything?"

Lord Bao hadn't remembered it yet, and seemed not very concerned about the case. He asked blankly: "I realized..." Xiao Yuer looked at his innocent eyes and said, "You don't think..." Finally, he seemed to think that Lord Bao had lost his memory and turned his breath and said, "Okay, there will be evidence in a quarter of an hour." He said helplessly, it seemed that he had to do this case himself.

Then the little fish went up the slope and inspected the household body. They had to constantly disperse the people who came up to watch, especially the children.

"The woman died at least three days ago..." Someone grabbed Xiao Yu'er's sleeve. This was Luo Yong, the owner of the inn. He said in surprise: "I recognize it."

He pretended to be mysterious, "This is the car of my two little customers."

"Do you have their names?"

"They have official documents."

"Did you know this is a crime?"

"What kind of case is used to make?"

"Shave the knife. This woman's throat was cut..."

The rain was still driving in the car, the bodies and the figures of people busy in the smoke.

It was soon found out that the car was the king of the village. However, he sold the car to the owner of the car shop seven days ago.

"Where is the boss?"

The owner of the car shop said: "I reselled the car to a young man three days ago. Because I paid a lot of money, I didn't record his name."

"But I have his name here!" The inn owner felt that others ignored him and became a little anxious, "Please go to my store."

In general, this is a rather bizarre case. This inn is also weird enough, but it is located at a sharp turn on the official road. Didn’t Bao Heizi just find out that it was the third time that a carriage fell into the water here in five years?

The other two accidents were not so mysterious: the carriage did not expect a sharp turn here, and failed to stop in time and fell into the river. One of them, the family of five was buried in the belly of a fish. In the second car accident, there was only one victim. However, the nickname of the inn seemed to be correct, especially because on July 15, a young woman committed suicide by jumping into the river for some unspeakable intent, and her husband was fishing a hundred meters away!

"Drowned Ghost Inn" people crept into it one by one. Everyone wanted to call this inn before dark, which was really popular...

The mystery of "Drowned Ghost Inn"... The crime of "Drowned Ghost Inn"... The corpse in the trunk... The mystery of the convertible carriage...

The little fish kept silent, drank wine and swallowed the buns in big mouthfuls. It seemed that they had never seen the inevitable chaos and chaos in front of them, and this chaos often brought a lot of trouble to the work of order.

Among this group of people, there were only two people interested Xiaoyuer, Lao Yang fisherman and Lao Wang, the coachman.

The coachman, Old Wang, walked over to find him humbly.

"You know. Our shipping speed is related to the bonus... I should have set off this morning... You see, if possible..."

"Where are you unloading?"

"The pier... first walk in the canal for one day. Then walk in the West River for another day and one night. I'm afraid you can get there the night after tomorrow..."

Xiaoyuer asked him to repeat his testimony again.

"At that time, we had just finished supper, my wife had already lie down. I was about to go to rest, but I heard a strange sound. I couldn't hear it clearly in the cabin. I stretched my head out of the hatch and felt as if I heard a cry for help..."

"What kind of sound is it?" "Human voice... At that time, raindrops hit the deck, and I couldn't hear it clearly... the shouting seemed to be far away." "Is it a man's voice or a woman's voice?" "It's probably a man's."

"How long is it between the first sound?" "I can't say that at once. I was taking off my shoes at the time, and it took me some time to put on my slippers."

"What did you do later?"

"I can't come out in slippers. I went down into the cabin again, put on a piece of clothing and a pair of wooden shoes. I also told my wife who was not asleep that I might have fallen into the water."

Xiaoyuer emphasized: "Why did you think that someone fell into the water?"

"Because we have been seeking life on this river, and whenever we hear someone calling for help, it's usually the case. I can't save five people with my iron hook."

"Then have you gone to the river?"
Chapter completed!