Chapter 186 Sincere Admission of Wrongdoing! Kowtowing and Apologizing
A lead officer, expressionless, brandished an arrest warrant stamped with an official seal, and spoke in a loud voice:
"Qiao Dashan, you are suspected of intentional homicide, forced trading, and illegal detention. You are hereby arrested in accordance with the law!"
"I didn't! I didn't kill anyone!" Qiao Dashan panicked the moment he heard the charges, especially "intentional homicide."
His eyes gleamed, and he shouted to the surrounding villagers:
"Fellow villagers, say something! How have I, Qiao Dashan, treated you? When have I ever killed anyone? You are my witnesses!"
The villagers who were watching looked at each other, their eyes filled with mixed emotions.
Some people's faces showed guilt and unease.
Some people were indifferent, as if it were none of their business, while others even had a hint of pleasure in their eyes.
They exchanged glances, and finally, under Qiao Dashan's fierce gaze, several villagers who were usually close to him whispered in agreement, their voices lacking conviction:
"Yes...yes, the mountains don't seem like they'd kill someone..."
"Is it...is there a mistake in the officer...?"
However, the leading police officer merely smiled coldly, his gaze sweeping over the villagers who had spoken, and his words instantly silenced all the whispers.
"Right and wrong will be judged by law and evidence. If you want to testify as witnesses, you can sign the guarantee now!"
The villagers immediately fell silent.
Seeing this, the lead officer waved his hand and ordered, "Take him away!"
The criminal police immediately shoved the struggling and screaming Qiao Dashan into the police car.
Immediately afterwards, Li Dazhuang, the village chief of Luoshui Village, was also escorted out by the police officers, but he remained silent.
After dealing with Qiao Dashan and Li Dazhuang, the leading police officer and the people from the Special Case Bureau whispered a few words to each other.
The police officer shouted, "Is Master Shen here?"
Shen Yuepo then stepped forward and asked, "It's me, what's wrong?"
The police officer approached Shen Yuepo, nodded slightly to her, and his attitude was respectful.
"Master Shen, hello, my surname is Li. Next, we need to open the coffins of Xia Wanggui and his mother to examine the bones and secure key physical evidence."
His brow furrowed slightly, and his tone carried a hint of seriousness:
"However, according to feedback from colleagues in the Special Cases Bureau, they couldn't find a cemetery, and these kinds of paranormal cases involve extremely strong resentment; it would be dangerous for ordinary police officers and forensic doctors to get close. So..."
He looked at the Special Cases Bureau member beside him and said, "I would like to ask for your assistance in taking charge of the special protection during the opening of the coffin."
The Special Cases Bureau member also came over, scratching his head awkwardly.
He looked at Shen Yuepo with a wry smile and said helplessly:
"Well... Master Shen, to be honest, we just investigated, but we can't find the exact location of the grave at all. It's like we've been blinded by something."
"With the strength of this resentment barrier, our level of cultivation is so low that forcibly digging up the grave and opening the coffin would be more like sending us to our deaths than protecting ourselves!"
Shen Yuepo didn't say much, but simply nodded. "Okay. But you need to bring Qiao Dashan over after sunset."
"Before opening a grave to examine the body, one must first dispel the resentment of the place and appease the hatred of the deceased. Otherwise, forcibly opening the coffin is not only extremely dangerous, but also a further desecration of the deceased."
Shen Yuepo turned around and looked at the villagers at the village entrance, whose expressions varied and who were filled with anxiety.
"The root of the resentment is not just Qiao Dashan's atrocities."
Her voice suddenly turned sharp, reaching the ears of the villagers, "And you too."
"These are the villagers who once lived in the same village and watched Xia Wanggui and his mother being bullied, driven away, and forced to their deaths in the woodshed!"
The crowd instantly stirred, many people lost their color in their faces, avoided eye contact with Shen Yuepo.
Do you all remember who Qiao Wangshu was?
The villagers were shocked to hear this; the name struck them like a heavy blow.
"He was your fellow villager, your kinsman, and a hero who sacrificed his life for the country!" Shen Yuepo's voice clearly reached the ears of every villager.
"His blood was shed to protect the peace of the area and to protect millions of ordinary people, including you! He is the glory of your village, the hero you once beat drums and were proud of."
Her words lashed at the villagers' memories like a whip.
Those once lively parades, those red banners hanging at the village entrance, those proud expressions of praise in front of the camera... all these scenes flashed before my eyes.
"You enjoy the fame that comes with being a hero, you benefit from his glory..."
"But he could only watch helplessly as his wife and children were driven to their deaths by his own uncle on the land he had risked his life to protect!" Shen Yuepo's voice rarely carried emotion.
"That child was Qiao Wangshu's only bloodline. He had a high fever in the cold winter, and when he finally grew cold in his mother's arms..."
“You fellow villagers, some of you stay silent in your warm houses, while others even speak ill of us behind our backs. Do you have any respect for the blood that Qiao Wangshu shed?!”
"Heroes shed blood and sacrifice themselves on the front lines to protect their homes; yet their loved ones are killed in the rear by the very people they protected, through indifference and cowardice. What an irony and tragedy!"
Shen Yuepo's words were like an invisible whip, striking the hearts of every villager.
Some lowered their heads in shame, some wrung their hands nervously, and some even had tears of regret welling up in their eyes.
The old man who had kindly reminded Shen Yuepo to leave before dark was now in tears, beating his chest and stamping his feet in frustration.
“Your silence and your ‘let it go’ are Qiao Dashan’s accomplices, and the last straws that broke the camel’s back for Xia Wanggui and his mother.”
Shen Yuepo's gaze was sharp as a knife. "You think you're just bystanders? No, your hands are also stained with the blood and tears of that mother and child."
She took a deep breath and pointed towards the lonely grave, "To appease their resentment and allow their souls to rest in peace,"
“After sunset, all of you who feel guilty and have spoken ill of others must go to the graves of Xia Wanggui and her child, sincerely admit your mistakes, and kowtow to apologize.”
"Otherwise, the curse on this village, the wailing every night, will never cease."
The villagers were stunned by Shen Yuepo's imposing manner and words, and looked at each other in bewilderment.
Shen Yuepo stopped looking at them and instead looked at Officer Li, who was leading the group, and the members of the Special Case Bureau.
"Officer Li."
Her gaze was sharp as a knife. "Qiao Dashan is the main culprit, but his accomplices are the two so-called directors in the town government who tore up the martyr's certificate and prevented Xia Wanggui from petitioning for justice."
Her tone was cold and left no room for argument:
“Before sunset, bring them to the grave, and their debts must be settled here, in front of the wronged spirits.”
Officer Li, who was clearly already aware of the two men's presence, flashed a sharp glint in his eyes and immediately nodded:
"Master Shen, rest assured, we guarantee that everyone will be escorted to the scene before sunset!"
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