Fu Jun stamped his feet in anger. It was no use. He couldn't carry such a heavy coffin up the mountain by himself! Unless he had the power to move mountains and overturn seas, he could only think about it.
Accomplice? What a guilty conscience! What an accomplice! I—what am I afraid of? I didn't kill the man, so how could I be an accomplice?
Xiaomei's sister stayed by the coffin and was unwilling to leave for a moment.
Fu Jun looked at her viciously, muttering in his heart, "Do you think you can pin the crime on me by going to such great lengths? Dream on."
He sat down in the corner, muttering, "I must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. Why did I make such a fuss? I've done nothing wrong, so why should I be afraid of ghosts knocking on my door? It's all because of these lunatics."
He suddenly realized what was going on, took out a cigarette, and puffed on it proudly, casting a look of contempt at Xiaomei's sister, looking relaxed and at ease.
Seeing Fu Jun like this, Xiaomei's sister felt uneasy. If Fu Jun showed any concern, it would mean that he really felt guilty towards her sister, but now his behavior proved his innocence.
She lowered her head in frustration, fearing that all her family had gone to such great lengths only to receive nothing in return.
Seeing her like this, Fu Jun became even more proud and hummed a little tune.
The pall bearers did not leave, but stood or sat by.
Everyone present was looking forward to the arrival of the police.
Soon, Xiaomei's elder brother came back with the police.
Xiaomei's sister was on the verge of death, and suddenly saw a life-saving straw, so she ran over to meet it.
"Brother, you are finally back."
Her eldest brother glanced at the crowd and then his eyes fell on the coffin. He pointed at the coffin and asked in a puzzled tone, "Could that be it?"
"Yes, big brother, that's my second sister. They almost carried her to bury her. My mother hit her head because of it. I asked my sister-in-law to take her to the clinic. I don't know how she is doing now."
As Xiaomei's sister spoke, she began to cry out of grievance.
I had been holding back a lot of grievances just now, but now that I see my elder brother, all of them are released.
"They've gone too far, Public Security comrades. Did you hear that? As soon as they heard you were coming, they rushed to bury my sister. They must have killed my sister. It was him. Hurry and arrest him and make him pay for my sister's life."
Her elder brother was already furious, and after hearing what his sister said, he was even more furious. He wished the police would arrest Fu Jun and shoot him right away.
He tightly grasped the public security officer's arm and spoke excitedly.
"Fellow villager, calm down first. We will investigate whether there was murder or not. We can't convict anyone based on your one-sided statement. Come on! Take us over to examine the body first."
The policeman who was being dragged by her elder brother explained slowly and motioned him to take them over for an "autopsy."
"Okay, okay, Public Security Comrade, Leader, please come this way."
Her elder brother and Xiaomei's younger sister couldn't wait to push through the crowd. The crowd was quite conscious and took the initiative to make way for them. They arrived at the coffin without much effort.
"Come, help open the coffin." The policeman who seemed to be the leader signaled his companions and Xiaomei's elder brother to open the coffin.
Fu Jun, who was taking a short nap against the wall, was startled awake by the noise. Seeing the police, he excitedly got up from the ground, ran to the coffin, gurgling, wiped his hands on his clothes, and walked forward to shake hands with the police with a playful smile.
"Comrade Public Security, leader, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for a long time. We have been looking forward to you for a long time. Finally, you are here."
The police politely responded to Fu Jun and asked in a puzzled tone, "Who are you?"
"I—I am the deceased's man!"
"Oh! Are you the suspect?"
"No, what suspect? I'm a good citizen. I wouldn't even step on an ant. How can I be a suspect? Leader, you have to be discerning and clear my name!"
Xiaomei's eldest brother, who was busy opening the coffin lid, heard the conversation between the two and quickly put down his work and ran over to say, "Comrade Public Security, it was him. He must have killed my sister."
Xiaomei's sister also followed behind him, as if to cheer for her brother.
"You - don't talk nonsense. The leader is not stupid and will not listen to your nonsense." Fu Jun rolled his eyes at him and said with disgust.
"you--"
As the two talked, they squeezed together again. If the police had not stopped them, they would probably have started fighting again.
"Alright! Stop arguing. We'll investigate whether there was murder or not. We can't just rely on you to say yes or no."
Several police officers were trying their best to lift the coffin lid, shouting and working together, but the lid didn't budge at all.
"What is this coffin made of? Why is it so heavy, like a piece of iron?" A police officer circled the coffin, patting the lid and examining it from side to side, muttering under his breath, "It looks like it's made of cypress! That's strange. Why is it so heavy?"
The coffin bearer who was resting against the wall nearby kindly stepped forward and said, "Comrade Public Security, this coffin is nailed shut. Even if you have practiced, it will probably be difficult to open it with your bare hands."
"Is that so? That's what I said! The customs and habits here are unique. Even the coffins are sealed so tightly. Are you still afraid of tomb robbers?" The young policeman suddenly realized it, slapped his hand on the coffin lid, and said jokingly.
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