Ruan Qingling had already put one foot on the bus.
Suddenly, he pulled his foot back.
Old Wu, who was behind, asked, "What's wrong?"
Ruan Qingling said, "I'll go take a look."
Old Wu shook his head and said, "Let them handle it."
Ruan Qingling said, "I'll be back soon."
When she arrived, the villagers were carrying hoes, carrying poles, and anything they could hold in their hands, using them as weapons.
The group surrounded a law enforcement officer.
Ruan Qingling immediately recognized the person standing in front as Song Baoshan's son, Song Zhen, and the person standing next to him as Bai Luomei.
Bai Luomei also saw Ruan Qingling, but only raised an eyebrow and glanced at her.
Ruan Qingling completely ignored Bai Luomei and said, "Fellow villagers, listen to me."
Song Zhen said, "Since you are not a member of my Song family, you cannot interfere in this matter."
Ruan Qingling snorted: "Your father is the village chief, yet he has no legal awareness whatsoever. Why can't I do something about it? Song Shoushan knew about Song Shiting's transfer back then, and now that he's suddenly dead, it's because someone is afraid that what happened back then will be exposed."
"Moreover, there are three finger marks under Song Shoushan's neck, indicating that he was strangled. He was strangled before he died. There is also a lot of putty powder under his fingernails. If you don't believe it, go inside the house and take a look. There must still be white marks left on the wall. Those are scratches made by the person struggling in pain."
"Auntie is absolutely right, I saw marks on the wall," Song Baoshu suddenly clapped his hands and said.
He had been impressed by Ruan Qingling's kung fu before, and now, hearing Ruan Qingling say this, he thought about how he had just stubbornly gone to his grandfather's room and seen those things on the wall.
Instantly, I realized that Ruan Qingling was right.
His clapping made Song Baoshan, who was standing next to him, turn black with anger.
The police officer said, "Put down what you're holding. Assaulting a police officer is a very serious crime. I may be alone now, but the police station isn't just me. Are you going to be people who can't distinguish right from wrong and who are helping the wicked?"
Many people put down their hoes after hearing this.
But Song Baoshan persisted.
"Comrade, we're not trying to harm you. We just want to protect the body. The man is already dead, so please don't touch my brother."
Ruan Qingling: "You keep saying he's your brother, yet you won't even investigate how he died? What kind of brother are you? You clearly know that Song Shoushan couldn't have died for no reason, yet you stubbornly cling to your ignorant beliefs and insist on doing things against your conscience?"
Song Baoshu said, "I saw a stranger come to my house, and I don't recognize that voice..."
He was speaking when Song Shijian covered his mouth.
Song Baochuan, who was standing next to him, was so frightened that he dared not speak.
The police officer showed his identification and said, "Song Shoushan's death involves a criminal case. You can't bury him now. A forensic doctor from the bureau will be here soon. I'll say it again, this isn't a time for you to do whatever you want."
Song Zhen was unsure and looked at Song Baoshan.
Baoshan certainly couldn't let these people continue their investigation.
He sensed something unusual.
Family scandals should not be aired in public. If this matter gets out, their family may also be implicated.
“We are children of the mountains. We think very simply: no matter how we die, when we die, we return to dust and ashes. There’s no need for further trouble.”
The police officer stared at Song Baoshan: "You're a village cadre, yet you have such strange ideas. Your ideological awareness is too low."
Ruan Qingling added from the side, "If you can't take the position, then step down and let someone who is capable take it."
Song Baoshan certainly won't give up his position.
Ruan Qingling continued, "Song Baoshan, as the village head, you led the villagers to cause trouble; you are a bad element."
The great movement had just subsided, and Song Baoshan certainly hadn't forgotten those days of daily worry.
Suddenly, Ruan Qingling pinned the blame on him.
He was genuinely a little uneasy.
Who knows when the old policies will be reinstated and he'll be finished?
Song Zhen also felt that this was not right, and he was also very curious: if his second uncle was killed by someone, who was it?
Because of Ruan Qingling's outburst, the police officers handling the case bought some time.
At this moment, new police cars drove into the village.
Ruan Qingling then returned to the car.
Old Wu said, "Master, we're leaving."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Drive carefully."
As soon as Ruan Qingling sat down, all she could hear was Wang Guihua's painful groans.
Flies are generally really annoying.
Ruan Qingling said, "Don't shout here. What's wrong with you? Did you run to the back mountain in the middle of the night thinking you were going to do something stupid? Did someone push you?"
Wang Guihua's humming stopped, and she almost stopped breathing.
Ruan Qingling stared sharply at her: "What, I guessed right?"
Wang Guihua's eyes darted away as she said, "I just got up in the middle of the night and took the wrong turn. I don't know how I was dragged out by a ghost in a daze. I must have been hit by a ghost wall."
She couldn't tell the truth.
Otherwise, she will have even more trouble.
Song Shijian frowned.
He glanced at Ruan Qingling.
Ruan Qingling snorted and said, "Why are you looking at me? Doesn't she know what she's done?"
Wang Guihua tried her best to cover up what had happened back then: "Oh dear, hurry up and leave, I'm going to die."
Judging from Wang Guihua's eyes, she seemed afraid that someone would dig up her past.
These kinds of people are easy to catch.
She was going to find Song Shiting and ask him to handle it.
As soon as the car reached the town's intersection, Lao Wu and Ruan Qingling both wanted to get out, and the car took Wang Guihua all the way to the city.
Old Wu, standing by the roadside, said, "Judging from her appearance, ugly people are always up to no good."
Ruan Qingling laughed: "Someone who can come up with such outrageous tricks after breaking a bone will ultimately harm himself."
Old Wu looked at Ruan Qingling and suddenly said with a serious expression, "I'm a little unsure."
At first, they all thought that if Ruan Qingling wanted to take the exam, then she should take it, since it was a highly competitive exam with thousands of students competing against each other.
With Ruan Qingling's level of education, staying in the town would not be a problem at all.
But he increasingly discovered...
Ruan Qingling is very capable, and it seems that she knows a lot.
He doesn't look like a normal student at all.
Therefore, he felt that Ruan Qingling should be able to pass the exam this time, and if she did, he would not allow her to go to school.
If Ruan Qingling leaves, the health center will no longer have such an outstanding talent as her.
Ruan Qingling asked, "Brother Wu, what's wrong?"
Old Wu asked, "The exam is in a few days, are you confident?"
She hasn't had much time to study lately, but why does he feel that Ruan Qingling seems so confident?
Could I really pass the exam?
Actually, she wasn't surprised at all that Ruan Qingling had passed the exam.
The next second, as expected, Ruan Qingling said, "About half."
Although Lao Wu wanted to stay at the health center, he still said, "Then let's try harder. Opportunities always have to be earned."
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