A dozen minutes ago.
Shao Jian and Wu Dinghuai examined the clues in the bedroom.
Liang Damin had already arranged for someone to find a piece of plywood, untie Niu Dajiang's body from the rope, place it on the plywood, and carry it out to the infirmary morgue.
During this time, the employees and children who were watching the commotion were all so frightened that their faces turned pale and their bodies trembled.
Niu Dajiang's tongue, still intact, stretched all the way down to his chin, and combined with his grotesque and distorted face, it truly inspired fear.
The autumn harvesters and cicadas in the crowd were also trembling with fear.
Qiu Shou was a boy, which was alright, but Qiu Chan immediately covered her mouth and screamed softly.
After the body was removed, many of the onlookers dispersed.
But the autumn harvest, the cicadas, and many children did not leave.
Shao Jian and Wu Dinghuai had just spoken with Xiao Qiushou that morning, so they were naturally quite familiar with each other.
To be honest, Qiu Shou was a clever and shrewd young man, and he was also handsome and quick-witted. Shao Jian and Wu Dinghuai both liked him very much. Moreover, Qiu Shou was eager to make a contribution when he reported the situation to them.
How could a twelve-year-old boy, who sees his parents as the best people in the world, possibly imagine that his idolized father is a Kuomintang agent who has been lying in wait, and even less could he imagine that his gentle and beautiful mother is the real murderer of the barber!
"Little Harvest, ask away, what's the question?"
Shao Jian saw Qiu Shou grab his arm, stroking his head as he asked.
Qiu Shou's dark eyes darted around a few times before he looked up at Shao Jian.
"Uncle Policeman, how did this old man die? Did he hang himself?"
"I think so."
"Could it be that spies killed him?"
"Little brat, how could you think that?"
"Who would hang themselves? Such a thick rope around their neck, aren't they afraid of the pain?"
After hearing this, Shao Jian patted Qiu Shou's head again.
"Autumn harvest, you're still a child and don't understand adult matters, but you're good at thinking things through, and your uncle likes that very much."
Upon receiving the praise, Qiu Shou immediately saluted:
"Thank you, Uncle. When I grow up, I want to be a policeman like you, so I can catch bad guys, find murderers, and send them to the execution ground to be shot."
Looking at the autumn harvest, Shao Jian felt even more strongly that this child was upright and righteous.
He suddenly thought of Liu Xianghai's murder case, and his connections with Qiu Jingwen and his wife, as well as Qiu Shou, and asked:
"After the autumn harvest, tell your uncle, are your parents very good to you?"
Before Qiushou could respond, Qiuchan blinked her two black eyes and stared at Shao Jian, saying:
"Uncle Policeman, my parents dote on my younger brother the most and give him all the good things."
After hearing this, Qiu Shou pouted, looking aggrieved.
"Qiu Chan, no way! That day, after dinner, we were going downstairs to play. Have you forgotten how fierce Dad was to me? His eyes and voice were like he wanted to devour us. He even slapped me."
Upon hearing this, Shao Jian immediately frowned and asked:
"When was the autumn harvest?"
After thinking for a moment, Qiu Shou shook his head in response:
"Hmm, I don't remember."
However, he immediately added:
“Oh right, I remember now, Aunt Wei Hong also had dinner at our house that day, and there must have been a thunderstorm that afternoon.”
Shao Jian didn't ask any further questions; he was focused on the autumn harvest and the cicadas.
"Alright, Uncle has other things to do, you can all go back now."
After he finished speaking, he, Liang Damin, and Wu Dinghuai got into the jeep, started the engine, and headed straight for the factory area.
On the way, Shao Jian asked Liang Damin:
"Liang Ke, what day was the thunderstorm that Qiu Shou mentioned?"
Liang Damin thought for a moment and replied:
"Director Shao, it seems there have been several thunderstorms recently. I don't know which day the autumn harvest refers to."
Wu Dinghuai picked up the conversation:
"Director Shao, we'll go to the infirmary in a bit and ask Wei Hong about this."
Liang Damin had been the head of the security department for several years, and he immediately sensed that the investigation team was very interested in Qiu Jingwen and his wife, so he asked in a tentative tone:
"Director Shao, you don't suspect that Qiu Jingwen and his wife are involved in Liu Xianghai's murder case, do you?"
Shao Jian smiled:
"Old Liang, anything is possible. We will not let a bad person go unpunished, nor will we wrong an innocent person."
Liang Damin immediately patted his chest and vouched for it:
“Director Shao, I vouch for him with my Party spirit and personal integrity. Old Qiu is absolutely reliable politically. Besides, there is nothing suspicious about him.”
Shao Jian turned his head to look at Liang Damin:
“Old Liang, everyone has multiple facets. The Qiu Jingwen we know is a gentle and refined workshop director. You heard what he said about the autumn harvest, which means he has another side. Of course, we can’t rely on suspicion and reasoning. In the end, everything needs evidence to speak and draw conclusions.”
Liang Damin didn't say anything more.
He suddenly remembered that on a rainy day, Qiu Jingwen seemed to have had a conflict with someone in the rain, but the rain was too heavy at the time, and he really didn't pay attention to the specific details.
Now, at this moment,
Shao Jian began to suspect Qiu Jingwen and his wife. Liang Damin wondered, who exactly was the man who seemed to have clashed with Qiu Jingwen in the rainstorm?
Qiu Jingwen explained to him at the time whether the story of a friend from the countryside asking him for money was true or a lie.
Upon further reflection, Liu Xianghai, with his scarred face, seemed to bear a striking resemblance in height and build to the profile of the man who clashed with Qiu Jingwen in the rainstorm.
"What if that person really is the deceased Liu Xianghai?"
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