"Can you... let me take a look?" Zhang Guozhong wanted to come up to see the body, but was immediately stopped by a police officer at the scene. "Comrade, we are handling the case, please avoid it..." After looking at the epaulette, he had three bars and two stars, and like Liu Dongsheng, he was a second-level police inspector. Among the police officers who came to the scene, he had a higher professional title.

"Oh... this is an expert..." Xiao Zhu came up at this moment, "This is the psychological expert we invited... Professor Zhang... Zhang..." Xiao Zhu is quite responsive, so he came to Shandong, but he became a professor after all the rest. "Brother Zhang, this is Comrade Liu Zhenfeng, this is the person in charge of Shandong this time..." Xiao Zhu introduced.

"Because the case is very complicated this time, the murderer's method of committing the crime is extremely cruel and incredible, so we do not rule out the possibility that the criminal will commit the crime due to psychopathy... This is the psychologist we invited to let him understand the murderer's method of committing the crime, which may be helpful to the case..." Xiao Zhu said seriously.

"Oh, it's an expert..." The police officer shook hands with Zhang Guozhong, "You can see, but you must be mentally prepared. This is not an ordinary murder case..."

"Oh...I understand..." Zhang Guozhong took a deep breath and walked to the corpse. At this time, the corpse was on his back and two forensic doctors were taking pictures.

"Cleaving the bones out..." Zhang Guozhong frowned. In theory, bones and flesh grow together, and there are tendons. If you want to pick the bones, the blade must be as long as the bones. Why is the blade on the body only the length of the palm at this moment? Is the knife skills good or is there any other special tool? This time, there is no skull. Could it be that they have studied the use of the skull again...?

"Do you need to find a few fellow villagers to come and recognize people?" Just as Zhang Guozhong was wondering, a policeman next to him suddenly suggested confirming the identity of the deceased first.

"Don't look for fellow villagers. I know most of the villagers nearby. You can turn him over and let me see..." The person who spoke was not someone else, but the young policeman who came with Wang Youshan.

In just two minutes, two forensic doctors turned the deceased over like a blanket. The young film policeman stared at him for half a minute, then curled his lips and shook his head, "Let's find the villagers to recognize him...don't he recognizes him..." It seems that he couldn't recognize him, but he couldn't help feeling nauseous...

Although the policeman did not see the trick, Zhang Guozhong was surprised when the corpse turned over. There were several not obvious rips on the "front" of the corpse. The rips were not big, about the size of a fingernail, which did not look like a sharp weapon. "This..." Zhang Guozhong counted the rips and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning. There were seven rips in total, and their location was the seven rips.

"What did you do..." The two forensic doctors on the side also noticed the rupture at this time. One of them tried with his fingers one by one. "It's hard to say, it's not like a sharp weapon. The wound has not been penetrated, and it's only under the skin... It shouldn't be a fatal injury..."

"This..." Zhang Guozhong did not care about the forensic conclusion, but took two steps back, closed his eyes and kept thinking, "This break...ah..." Zhang Guozhong suddenly remembered the arrangement of the cast iron pipelines buried in the ground in Zhou Wenqiang's vegetable cellar. He did not remember what it was at that time, but thought it was an evil formation. Seeing these breaks at this time, Zhang Guozhong recalled the location of the cast iron pipelines again. That was not the formation, it was clearly arranged according to the position of the human body's qi and meridians!

"Yicheng, go back with me!" Thinking of this, Zhang Guozhong suddenly realized that the secret of this bone-cutting case might be hidden in those strange iron pipes!

"Oh... Comrade Expert... Are there any conclusions..." Seeing that Zhang Guozhong was leaving, the policeman asked in hope.

"I... I have to go back and study this..." To be honest, Zhang Guozhong didn't understand psychology...

"What? Brother Zhang, have you noticed anything?" Xiao Zhu also came up at this time.

"It's not certain yet, but I think there must be something wrong with the iron pipes buried underground..." Zhang Guozhong said, "By the way, Xiao Zhu, you must take some people along the way to support Lao Liu later. There are only two of them. Moreover, that Police Officer Wang seems to have never fired a gun since he became a policeman. I'm afraid that they will be in danger of being alone and alone!"

"Yeah, that's for sure!" Xiao Zhu nodded repeatedly, "Brother Zhang, you haven't slept all night. Hurry up and go back and rest, and leave the rest to us!"

"Okay..." Zhang Guozhong patted Xiao Zhu on the shoulder, "Listen to me, if you really catch up, don't engage in any negotiations with that person. Once you resist, it's best to shoot immediately!"

"Hey? Brother Zhang, didn't you say that person... did you know your master?" Xiao Zhu was also stunned. When he went up the mountain just now, the old man said to try his best to persuade him to surrender. Why did he start to incite him to shoot at this moment?

"Now it seems..." Zhang Guozhong sighed, "My master will never know such people...!" After that, Zhang Guozhong took Zhang Yicheng and ran down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, at the door of Zhou Wenqiang's house.

An old man was leading four or five young men around Zhou Wenqiang's house. When he saw Zhang Guozhong coming in, he immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Hey? What are you doing!?"

"I am..." Zhang Guozhong was about to explain when he suddenly saw the so-called village chief's son who carried Sun Dapeng home last night standing behind the old man, and the man also recognized Zhang Guozhong, "Hey, aren't you that professional pig farmer? Dad, it was him who asked me to call the police last night."

"The policeman he asked you to hug?" The old man looked up and down at Zhang Guozhong, "No! He didn't even call the police. If he wasn't a policeman, he couldn't go in!"

"Hey!?" Zhang Guozhong was so depressed. He wanted to make up some lies and sneak in and take a look. This is great, and people recognize that he is a pig farmer...

At this moment, Sun Dapeng ran over from the front of the room, "Oh, Master, what are you doing? I thought you didn't plan to accept me anymore... Haven't you eaten yet? I've prepared some food... Let's go and have a meal..."

After hearing what Sun Dapeng said, Zhang Guozhong remembered that he had not eaten since last night. He touched his stomach with his hands. Although he was not so hungry that he could drool when he saw his leather shoes, he also started to rumbling. At this moment, Zhou Wenqiang's house could not enter, so he simply followed Sun Dapeng home.

"Dapeng, are you familiar with the terrain of your village?" Zhang Guozhong squatted at the door and ate the rice soup. The food was quite fragrant, although it was not salty and light.

"Then you need to say it?" When Sun Dapeng mentioned the terrain of the village, he looked full of aura, "Master, where are you going, who will go, I will call you back and forth with my eyes closed..."

"Okay, draw me at any location for how many houses there are in your village..." After that, Zhang Guozhong pointed at the ground with chopsticks.

"Oh, this is simple..." Sun Dapeng picked up a stone from the side and drew it on the ground. After a while, he drew a large piece of it in a mess.

"Are there anyone living in these houses?" Zhang Guozhong put the bowls and chopsticks next to him, stood up and looked at the picture on the ground.

"Everyone lives there! Look, this is a circle of livestock. Even if no one lives there, there are livestock. This is a thatched cottage, and there is a place where stones are piled up. There is a shack next to it. There is a vigil at night. This is my family, this is Zhou Wenqiang's family..."

"Okay..." Zhang Guozhong carefully studied the topographic map of Shuangru Village. If he didn't study it, he would have been surprised by this study.

It turns out that according to the "Seven Passes" and Yang Qi in Shuangru Village, Zhou Wenqiang's family is just at the point where the yang energy is weakest in the village. If the proportion of the map drawn by Sun Dapeng is accurate, the weakest point in the village's Yang Qi is the "Taiyou Pass" exit of the Yang Qi in the "Seven Passes", which should be near the vegetable cellar of Zhou Wenqiang's family!

"What did he do in the vegetable cellar...? The crack in the seven veins of the body... there was an iron pipeline buried in the ground... Could it be that the iron pipeline was used to poke the seven veins of the person...? What exactly did he want to do...?" Zhang Guozhong couldn't help but take two steps back, frowning with his eyebrows.

"Dad...I think that person may be a snake raising..." Zhang Yicheng has been by his side. Although he had never seen the shrunk body with his own eyes, he heard his father describe it on the way down the mountain. Since he encountered the phenomenon of "incessant qi" when he set up a "four-in-one super formation" in Li Village last time, and he made himself understand something like "Seven Passes", Zhang Yicheng has also studied it a lot. At this time, he looked at the Seven Passes of Shuangru Village and had some ideas.

"Snake-raising? How do you say this?" Zhang Guozhong also wanted to hear his son's thoughts at this time. After all, his son has always been eccentric and young people have many new things to come into contact with, and he often thinks about places that adults cannot imagine.

"Dad, have you heard of "Official Fighting"? It is said that Prime Minister Liu Luoguo is fighting against corrupt officials and Shen's personnel affairs..." Zhang Yicheng's expression suddenly became very strange.

"Hey... Now is not the time for you to talk nonsense!" Zhang Guozhong was so angry. He thought his baby son had some new ideas, but he didn't expect that he would encounter a poor talk again.

"Dad, I'm serious..." Zhang Yicheng looked serious. "There is a story in "Official Fight" about who's food is better than Liu Luoguo and Heshen in front of the emperor..."

"Hmm...and what..." Zhang Guozhong glanced at his son listlessly, wanting to see what his son sells in this gourd.

"Liu Luoguo's dish is called 'Qinglong Talking the Sea', which is actually a shallot dipping sauce..." Zhang Yicheng continued, "Originally, the dishes with Shen family were both fresh and delicious. The emperor liked them very much, but later because the method of making this dish was too cruel and contrary to the good deeds, the emperor finally rewarded Liu Luoguo. Dad, do you know what dish this dish is?"

"This...!!! Ah!!" After hearing what Zhang Yicheng said, Zhang Guozhong suddenly realized. Unexpectedly, the strange idea of ​​this precious son, Dao really woke him up very much, "It's... 'White Snake Entering the Cave'!?"

"Oh? Dad, have you heard of it too?" Seeing Zhang Guozhong also knew that Zhang Yicheng seemed a little disappointed.

"Nonsense, can I not hear Liu Baorui*'s old joke..." Zhang Guozhong's brows were as high as a mountain at this time...

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"Official Fighting": also known as "Manchu and Han Fighting", "Golden Palace Fighting Wisdoms", "The King and Minister Fighting Wisdoms", is one of the "Eight Sticks" and comes from the clip of the long bamboo-board book "Liu Gong Case".

Liu Baorui: A famous crosstalk performing artist in my country. He was born in 1915 and Xianyun in 1968. He is good at performing "Wenkan" crosstalk such as "Eight Fans Screens", "The Three Kingdoms", and "Master Zhu". His representative joke "Successive Upgrade to Three Levels" was compiled into middle school Chinese textbooks, and was translated into English, French, Japanese and other Chinese characters, and introduced abroad. "Official Fight" is a classic long stand-up crosstalk performed by Mr. Liu Baorui.

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