And the next morning, many leaders and contractors personally came to apologize, and the contractor also took out100000 yuan to make amends. This is a lot of money for a small county, but grandpa just waved his hand gently and declined this intention.
Of course, the road continues to be built, but there is a big bend in front of our house. This incident buried a strong curiosity in my young mind. Why on earth is Grandpa so amazing?
When I was fifteen, I accidentally turned over two broken books in the box of my old house. A book called The Collection of Injustice was written in the seventh year of Chunyou in the Southern Song Dynasty by a man named Song Ci. There is a book called The Story of Breaking Prison, which has no author.
With my level of classical Chinese at that time, it was a little difficult to understand these two ancient books. I can barely understand the little people drawn in two books, both about human structure and corpse examination.
I don't know why, these two books have an extraordinary magic for me. I can't put it down after opening it. I kept it from my grandfather and carried forward the spirit of ants gnawing at bones. I just "chewed" these two obscure ancient books!
For me, these two books are like a door to a new world, although it is mentioned in the book that the post-mortem profession was specialized in examining corpses in ancient times to find clues to solve crimes. But I don't feel terrible at all, but I feel fresh, interesting and challenging.
When I was sixteen, I had the first chance to apply what I had learned all my life.
It was dog days. Grandpa has something to go out early in the morning I was at home during the summer vacation, and nothing happened. I used a bamboo pole to glue water on the tree to catch cicadas. At this time, a black Jetta suddenly braked and stopped at the entrance of the Song family's old house.
A burly man stepped down from the car, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and bronze skin, and hurried into the yard. I recognize him as a police officer. He has been to grandpa's house several times before, and I seem to remember his surname is Sun.
Officer Sun didn't wear a police uniform today, but a short-sleeved shirt and a briefcase in his hand. He was sweating with heat. When he saw me, he asked, "Little friend, is your grandfather at home?"
"No, he's out."
Officer Sun frowned, picked up his collar and kept fanning, muttering, "It's so hot."
I quickly said, "Uncle, come in and sit down. I'll pour you an iced drink! " " .
"Good, really sensible!"
This officer Sun's style is very heroic. He walked into the living room and casually sat down in the chair. He took a large coke I poured him and poured it into his stomach. He wiped his mouth happily, then lit a cigarette and asked me, "Little friend, are you in high school?"
"I just went to senior one." I replied.
"How's the grade?"
"Not bad."
"Is there a classmate bullying you?"
"No."
"If a classmate bullies you, tell your uncle and he will help you find a place!" Officer Sun laughed.
"Uncle, what is your relationship with my grandfather?" I think this is a good opportunity to get to know grandpa.
"Your grandpa, is really a once-in-a-century master, but his temper is also a once-in-a-century stubborn. I don't know how many leaders have invited him out of the mountain over the years, but he just doesn't want to live or die. Last year, a bureau chief offered him a condition that as long as he worked for our police for one year, he would retire and receive a pension of 5 1000 months. This condition is not tempted, I will be convinced! So there is no way, we have to cooperate in another way. " Officer Sun sighed.
"Cooperation, cooperation for what?" I asked.
Officer Sun was about to answer when suddenly he seemed to realize that he had made a slip of the tongue. He quickly covered his stomach and said, "Oh, my stomach suddenly hurts. Probably because I drank too much cold. Where is the toilet? "
"In the backyard." I held out my hand.
Officer Sun, clutching his stomach, ran to the backyard like a gust of wind, followed by a sparse voice.
The button of the briefcase that Officer Sun threw on the table was opened, and a photo slipped out of it, with a red and green thing on it, which aroused my strong curiosity!
While no one was around, I reached out and my heart was pounding. In my mind, it is illegal to peek at the confidential documents of the police. I may go to jail, but I really want to read them.
So I convinced myself to just take a look, just take a look, and then put it back.
I took the photo out of my briefcase, and as expected, it was a corpse. Although I said that I have seen many dead people in movies, I know that they are all fake, far less shocking than real bodies.
The body in the photo is an adult male, wearing a suit and his white shirt has been dyed red with blood. He hung his head and sat in front of an open safe with a pair of glasses hanging from his right ear. There is a long and deep wound in his throat, from which blood flows.
There was a lot of money scattered all over the body, and there was a lot of blood on it.
My eyes were attracted by the content in the photo. I don't feel terrible at all, and I even have an uncontrollable excitement. It's like a hungry person seeing food and a pervert seeing a beautiful woman. I know this metaphor is a bit inappropriate, and the dead should respect it, but I just feel inexplicably excited!
Just when I was fascinated by it, suddenly a big hand reached out from behind me and took the photo in my hand at once.
I looked back, and officer Sun was standing behind me, staring at me with a serious face.
"Son, who allowed you to peek at my file? It's illegal to peek at police files, do you know? " Officer sun nu way.
"I just ... I only took one look ... really ..." I was incoherent with fear.
Officer Sun narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a sly smile appeared on his mouth, saying, "How about this? Let me test you. If you can answer it, this matter will be forgotten. " If you can't answer, don't blame me for being rude. Please go to the police station to reflect for a few days. "
What he said made me quiet, because I probably guessed what he was going to test me!
As expected, after I nodded in agreement, officer Sun asked me, "Tell me what weapon this man was killed with."
"Give me the photo."
I took the photo, took another look and said with great certainty, "The wound on my throat is fatal. Judging from the shape of the wound, it was injured by a sharp weapon with sharp edges and corners. But if it is a knife or dagger, I don't think you will ask me this question specifically, so the murder weapon must be very special! "
Officer sun came in: "yes, your story is very accurate." Tell me what the murder weapon is. "
I handed the photo: "The murder weapon is in this photo."
Officer Sun stared at the photo and blinked. "The weapon is in the photo. Are you talking nonsense? I personally participated in the investigation of this case. I searched the scene inside and out and found no murder weapon. In fact, the murderer has been caught, but for the murder weapon ... "He suddenly stopped and coughed:' Cut the crap and tell me what the murder weapon is'.
"It's money on the ground!" I replied crisply, "These bills, to be exact."
Officer Sun blinked in surprise: "Ah? Money. No, how is that possible? "
"Why can't a bunch of brand-new banknotes be tightly tied together, and the edge is sharp enough to cut such a deep and long wound, and then scattered at the scene of the murder, then the' murder weapon' disappears." I replied.
Officer Sun gasped and gave me a thumbs-up: "Awesome, you are the grandson of Song."
Actually, I didn't come up with this. Among the bizarre cases recorded in "The God of Prison Break", one is a murder case with a paper knife. When I saw the bloody money scattered everywhere in the photo, I unconsciously thought of it. Judging from what Officer Sun said just now, the murderer should have caught this case, but he couldn't find the murder weapon, so he came to grandpa for help.
"Well, thank you, this trip finally didn't come in vain, when to come to the provincial capital to play, uncle treat you to KFC. By the way, I have a daughter who is also in high school. You two are sure to get along well. " Officer Sun put the photo in his bag with a smile and said to himself, "Song, an old thief, always told me that the Song family would never commit suicide again. It turns out that you have been cultivating you in the dark. It seems that it is great that the Song family has a successor. "
"Tiger Sun, what are you talking about?"
Just then, a voice came from outside. I turned around and saw my grandfather standing there. I suddenly got a cold war. Because grandpa never allowed me to touch these things, I didn't know I peeked at those two banned books.
Grandpa slowly turned his gloomy eyes from officer Sun to me, as if he understood something. At that moment, I was really scared to the extreme!
Grandpa walked slowly into the room with his hand behind his back and asked Officer Sun what we were talking about just now.
I tried my best to signal officer sun not to say anything with my eyes. As a result, the uncle was so nervous that he not only told me the cause and effect, but also gave me a good compliment.
"Odbo, you are such a great grandson! The case dragged on for less than half a month, and we almost dug three feet and found no murder weapon. He only glanced at the photo and went out. This child will be great in the future. In my opinion, he will not go to college after finishing high school. Nowadays, when college students catch a lot, graduation means unemployment. Why don't I write a letter of introduction and let him go directly to the police academy? Gold should shine, don't you think? "
Grandpa waved his hand and said indifferently, "You flatter him too much, but you just read some old books left by your ancestors and taught others to swim." Besides, our Song family has a eight-character ancestral motto,' Don't be an official, don't be an official, protect yourself'. You'd better put away that little thought! " "I won't give you this child.
Then he gave me a cold look, which scared me to bury my head quickly.
Officer Sun sighed and said:? "Odbo, you are too stubborn, aren't you? You slept in the stable for three years. Didn't that matter be rehabilitated a long time ago? It's been 2 1 century now, and you are still so stubborn. " Say that finish, you patted me on the shoulder and tried to win me over:'? Son, do you want to be a policeman when you grow up and catch bad guys with your uncle?'
I dare not expect anything in front of grandpa. I shook my head hard.
Grandpa said, "Tiger Sun, you don't understand what happened to the Song family. I want nothing more in my life. I just hope that future generations can live in peace and stop engaging in these dangerous industries. "
Officer Sun wanted to talk, but Grandpa had raised a hand and gave the marching orders: "If it's all right, come back first, or don't come into my door in the future."
Officer Sun swallowed, picked up his briefcase and said, "Ok, Lao Song, I'll go first, and I'll come to you next time I have a case."
After Officer Sun's car left, the air in the living room suddenly became heavy. Grandpa is sitting in a plush chair with a teacup in his hand. I stood in front of him, very nervous.
Yang Er, how many books have you read? He asked.
I answered hesitantly and read it all. Actually, after reading it, there are no extracurricular books at home. I flip through those two books whenever I have time, and I'm going to collapse.
Grandpa took a sip of tea and suddenly read aloud: "Prison matters are more important than the monarch, the monarch is more important than first love, and first love is more important than investigation."
I paused, and then read, "It's a waste of time to bend over and stretch, so I've decided."
He read it again: "January is like a white dew;" February is like a peach blossom ... "
I replied: "March is divided into men and women; April-shaped photographic instruments; May bones and muscles become, June hair; Move your right hand in July, the male is above the female's left hand; Moving your left hand in August is a woman's right hand. "
These two paragraphs are all from Wen Zheng Ji. Grandpa is deliberately testing me. After listening to their words, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a bang and asked in surprise, "Yang Er, have you memorized this book?"
"Almost ..." I'm a little embarrassed to admit it.
"It is worthy of being the son of my Song family." Say that finish, grandpa shook his head again.
This strange reaction startled me. I thought grandpa would scold me, but he didn't. In retrospect, I realized that grandpa's heart was very complicated at that time. He was glad that the Song family had a successor, and he was afraid that I would follow his path from now on.
Grandpa sighed: "God made man!"
Then he got up, didn't even look at me, put his hands behind his back and went back to the study. I stood there, shocked and thankful. Isn't grandpa going to spank me?
Late at night, grandpa suddenly woke me up and told me to put on my clothes and go somewhere with him. I put on my clothes in a daze and came to the yard. Grandpa threw me a pick and walked out without saying a word, and I followed closely.
The county where we live is not big. Going south is a wilderness. There is no moon or stars in this night. Grandpa walked in the silent chestnut forest, only the rustling of our feet on the fallen leaves and the whining of some animals in the depths of the forest made my heart tremble.