Chapter 461 Small Temple
The wilderness of Qu'an County is less than 10 kilometers away from the county seat.
By the time the car got here, the road had already narrowed. Walking another two miles along the path would take longer than driving 100 kilometers on the highway.
"The body was found 20 meters behind here." The policeman who found it that day pointed to a bush. After clarifying the location, he pointed to the front and said: "This leads to a temple on the mountain. Occasionally there are some people in the temple. People who come to work as free volunteers are called lay people. Initially, we followed this idea to find people, but we never identified them."
"When it was discovered, the body was highly decomposed. Can you smell it?"
"When we came here, it was vague. If you have never smelled corpse odor, you may not know what it is. It is similar to the smell of dead rats on the roadside." The policeman knew what Jiang Yuan meant by asking, so he continued: "Go in from the roadside. You can't go directly from here. You have to go from the front. Go inward a few dozen meters or a hundred meters..."
He pointed to the road, and Liu Jinghui said simply: "Go and take a look."
Originally coming to see the scene, the policeman didn't hesitate, so he led a few people and walked a few dozen meters further, passed between two trees, and then walked in on the thatched path.
The policeman introduced as he walked: "This road is a path leading to an orchard inside. Now the orchards are deserted. Children don't steal fruits anymore. The road is almost unused."
Liu Jinghui immediately asked: "So all the people who know this road are locals?"
"Everyone who works as a volunteer in the temple also knows this. In previous years, they were willing to pick a few fruits to eat. This year, the fruits are not ripe yet, so no one has left yet."
"So, the first thing you suspect is the people in this temple."
The policeman did not try to hide it, and said "Yes", "No one in the local area is missing. Most of them are volunteers who come to the temple. But it is not clear how long the body here has been decomposed, and the volunteers in the temple come and go." Even if you go there, the records are not complete.”
"Those who come to volunteer should come in groups, calling for friends and so on."
"Maybe, but there are also people who come here alone. The temple here is not big. It used to be okay to walk at night. Hey..."
Liu Jinghui nodded. He originally wanted to rest these days, but staying in Qu'an County would be a bit boring if he didn't go home.
In addition, Jiang Yuan's cranial repair surgery would take a week or two, so he thought, wouldn't it be nice if he could use his own reasoning to break the eucalyptus?
Liu Jinghui wanted to come to see the scene, but Jiang Yuan also followed him. He was just carrying a laptop. He was going to see the corpse dumping scene and then continued to perform skull repair surgery. It gave Liu Jinghui the feeling that Jiang Yuan was somewhat of a soup-turned-raw food. .
The policeman led a few people to a puddle, and then said: "It's almost here. The body was half buried in the water. When we arrived, the upper body was no longer visible, and the lower body was still a little bit..." Things and clothes are all rotten.”
After a brief description, the policeman continued: "The water in the puddle was drained out at that time, and there was nothing in it. The current water should have accumulated recently."
"This is not a place that strangers know." Liu Jinghui looked around. It's a nice place to kill people. It's quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle. It's not far from the road. The conditions are so good that it feels like a carefully chosen place.
With all this in mind, in his opinion, the probability of this stranger committing the crime was already very low.
"Do you want to survey the scene?" Liu Jinghui turned to ask Jiang Yuan.
"Let's take a look." Jiang Yuan handed the backpack to Mu Zhiyang, then put on headgear and footgear, and started walking around the puddle.
It had rained a few days ago, which made field investigation particularly difficult.
In addition to the grass and vegetation on the ground, Jiang Yuan did not get a suitable footprint. It may be possible at first, but it is estimated to be difficult.
"Let's go to the temple." Jiang Yuan delayed for half an hour, took another photo, and left.
A few people climbed up the hill unsteadily.
When we reached the flat spot on the top of the mountain, the ground began to be paved with red bricks and cement.
There is actually a small shop and a tourist specialty shop in the temple. When I get closer, I can see that they are owned by the same owner.
The boss was a woman in her forties. She was scrolling through her cell phone boredly. When she saw someone coming, she immediately stood up in high spirits. When she saw it was a police officer, she felt helpless and asked proactively: "Are you here to investigate?"
"Sister Li." The policeman looked very polite and asked again: "Are there many people coming to play recently?"
"Everyone is dead, how can anyone come? All of them are old customers. Have you eaten?" The boss finally said a little more cordially.
"I haven't eaten yet. I have been thinking about your braised pork for a long time." The policeman smiled and introduced to both parties: "Sister Li's braised pork is a specialty of our Qu'an County. If she doesn't come to the temple, she will Do business in the city and earn a temple a year."
"Don't talk about money in the temple." Sister Li said as she stood up and opened a pot behind her. As expected, braised pork was boiling in it.
A strong aroma hit my nostrils.
"Want to have biscuits? 7 yuan each." Sister Li asked.
"Cut. Two per person!" After the policeman finished speaking, he added: "Many people from Qu'an come to this temple, and they all want to eat Sister Li's braised pork pie."
"There are not that many people. Especially recently, there are very few people coming." Sister Li said the price calmly, and then began to chop the meat and put cakes in the fire barrel.
She first chopped the fat and thin meat together, then took out the hot cake from the fire barrel, and cut the middle with a knife, making a natural crack.
There were more than one or two pieces of fat and thin meat, with juice, and they were stuffed into the meat smoothly, and then there was also a spoonful of meat juice, which made people's appetites whet their appetite.
The most delicious meat must be meat full of gravy, which comes from the body's desire. Food like Roujiamo is somewhat cheating. It doesn't require good meat quality, nor does it need to control the heat. It can even be stored for many days because of the spices and boiling factors. As long as it is cooked soft and tender, with a warm piece of flatbread that is easy to make, and a spoonful of broth in the middle, ordinary gravy will not be able to compete with it.
Several people climbed up the mountain. They were already a little hungry, and now they devoured the meat buns made by Sister Li.
"With your skills, you should go to big cities to make money." Liu Jinghui praised and extended his big finger.
Sister Li smiled: "I just came back from a big city, and making money is not that interesting."
Liu Jinghui: "Isn't it nice to make money to buy a house and a car?"
"After buying it, that's all." Sister Li looked back at the main hall and said, "I would rather cultivate my mind and nature here and entertain the destined people."
"I have an idea." Liu Jinghui laughed, wiped his mouth, and then called the police to the front to take a look.
In the courtyard, two other lay people were sweeping the floor.
Further inside, the abbot of the temple was offering incense to the enshrined Buddha statues one by one, and murmured something: "Every Bodhisattva is the first person responsible for his or her own faith. Everyone should be careful about their own affairs. Don't worry. It was taken over by someone..."
There are many Bodhisattvas enshrined in the main hall, including Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Manjushri Bodhisattva, Guan Yu, Maitreya Buddha, etc. There are small porcelain basins in front of each Bodhisattva, some filled with money, some without.
"Abbot." Liu Jinghui couldn't wait for him to turn around and shouted loudly.
The abbot looked at the person, hesitated again and again, and came over.
"Are you here to investigate that eucalyptus?" The abbot was in his thirties and looked very young.
"Yes, I will spare you a few minutes to ask a few questions." Liu Jinghui asked with a smile.
"Okay, I have plenty of time. Do you want to burn some incense?"
"Then... okay." Liu Jinghui obediently handed over the right to speak that he had just regained.
Jiang Yuan looked around, preparing to find a good place for himself, sit down, and breathe fresh air while starting to perform cranial reconstruction surgery. He is now proficient and can operate it on his laptop without any problems.
Liu Jinghui smiled and asked, "What's your name, abbot?"
"Just call me Director Cheng. The bastard of a thousand mouths is Cheng." The abbot seemed to be very talkative, and he even took the initiative to make a joke.
Liu Jinghui couldn't joke anymore. The situation in this temple was far more complicated than he imagined, and the number of suspects increased several times in an instant.
Liu Jinghui couldn't help but look at Jiang Yuan.
The skull on Jiang Yuan's screen still had a bare face.
"If you want to check it out, you can stay for two days. More lay people will come tonight." The abbot warmly invited me.
“You’re holding an event today?”
"It doesn't count. The main reason is that Sister Li cooked too much meat. If no one comes to buy it, it will spoil." The abbot's face exuded honesty.
Liu Jinghui said decisively: "Then please arrange some rooms for us to stay."