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Chapter 118 The word count of the last chapter is two two two two

In the early morning of the next day, the tranquility of the village was broken by a high-decibel scream.

No matter how late Xu Shuo went to bed, he would always be the first one to wake up, unless he was forced to stay up all night.

The buns in the drawer were already steamed. Xu Shuo was opening the lid to check the situation when a panicked villager rushed in from the door.

"Village... Village Chief, outside..."

Xu Shuo turned his head, glanced at the pale-faced villagers, and signaled to go down the stairs with his eyes.

The villagers were taken aback, then turned around and looked up, and saw two girls coming down the stairs, one was an outsider from yesterday, and the other was a female painter who had been in the village for more than two months.

Immediately, his expression calmed down a little, and he said awkwardly: "Village Chief, go and have a look quickly, there is a problem in the old man's field."

Xu Shuo looked puzzled: "What's the problem?"

By the way, I asked the two people upstairs, and they raised a friendly and concerned smile at the villagers.

The villager smiled awkwardly, then quickly looked away, and said to Xu Shuo with a guilty conscience: "The village chief, this is his land... the melons and vines in the field have been destroyed by someone, old man Huang I fainted from anger, and I was just sent to the hospital in the town. And... and..."

He didn't know how to make up the latter words.

The detective just came to their village yesterday, but he didn't expect to die in the field this morning, and he died so strangely that everyone in the village is panicking.

Xu Shuo nodded clearly, and then apologized to the two people who came downstairs: "Sorry, I have to deal with the village affairs here first, and the guests can have breakfast by themselves first. I have already prepared it, and it is all by myself. The handmade buns are absolutely pure green and pollution-free!"

He said it firmly, and said it with a simple and honest face, which made the two girls look weird.

After thinking about it for a while, the female reporter still didn't choose to follow, and said with a smile: "Then the village chief, you go and do your work first, and we don't get in the way."

The girl nodded timidly towards them.

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Xu Shuo followed the villagers away with a calm expression. After walking for a while, the villagers' expressions couldn't be tense anymore.

He asked in a panic: "Village chief, why is that female reporter at your house?"

"She came over yesterday as a guest and wanted to ask about the village's publicity topics. We chatted too late and I let her stay overnight." Xu Shuo said, comforting: "Don't worry, that female reporter has no bad intentions. I think she is I really want to promote our village."

Hearing his reassurance, the villagers felt relieved, but then remembered what happened in the melon field and panicked again.

He looked around, leaned closer to Xu Shuo and whispered: "Village chief, in fact, someone found that the old man Huang was missing this morning. There was a lot of blood in the house. I don't know what happened. The detective's body was seen in the melon field!"

After the villagers finished speaking, their complexions were already pale, panicked, and they just looked at Xu Shuo nervously.

Xu Shuo frowned: "The detective stayed at my house yesterday, but I didn't notice that he went out in the middle of the night. Let's go to the field first."

He has already discovered that almost all the people in the village are based on the opinions of this acting village chief.

Whether it's the rumors of the "green-faced fangs" spreading, or the big and small matters in the village, as long as they are in doubt, they will all go to this young village chief to make a decision!

In the end, I even followed blindly, without any ideas of my own.

And the reason for this situation is that the village chief can lead them to become rich, which is the reason of being so simple and unpretentious.

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The field below the river had already gathered a large group of villagers.

The good children were blocked behind, and the women did not allow them to pass, only the little girl who was left alone squeezed in with her body, and looked over there curiously.

But because there are too many people around in the field, no matter how you look at it, there are only a few legs lying there.

So she had no choice but to give up, and when she turned her eyes, she happened to see a small melon seedling on the ground that was trampled by the crowd, and picked it up with her hand.

The little girl ran out of the crowd protecting the little melon seedling as if she had picked up a treasure, but when she just put the fruit to her mouth, a hand stretched out from the top of her head and took her food away.

"...?"

The little girl was stunned, and looked up, her whole face was so cute.

Xu Shuo couldn't help pinching her chubby cheeks, then took out a few candies from his pocket and stuffed them for her, and then patted the little girl's head.

Immediately afterwards, someone yelled, "The village chief is here." Suddenly, the villagers became excited again, chattering, and the people around them also spontaneously dispersed to make way.

Xu Shuo handed the naughty little girl to a village woman, and walked into the field.

The place where the incident happened was closely surrounded by a few strong men, just to avoid being watched by other interested people. The villagers still know that such things need to be kept secret.

Because if one is not handled well, it will be a matter of the reputation of the entire village. In this era, reputation is the most important thing!
When Xu Shuo came over, he immediately received a group of eager eyes.

A straw mat was covered on the ground, and he squatted down and lifted the mat to take a look, then frowned and asked, "Did you hear anything last night?"

The villagers all shook their heads, each of them refusing to know anything.

Someone said hesitantly: "I woke up last night and didn't see anything strange. This melon field is so far away from where we live, even if there is a sound, I can't hear it!"

The houses in the village are all built near the mountains, and the fields are under the river, which is indeed a bit far away.

Xu Shuo glanced at the detective's pale face, touched his neck, and said, "It looks like he choked to death on his own vomit, call the police, and tell the truth that he came out in the middle of the night for no reason, and then Sudden death here."

Hearing the word call the police, the villagers looked a little unhappy, and even panicked.

"But in the village, old man Huang's family also..."

"Let's just say, he went out to find his natal wife." Xu Shuo glanced at the speaker, and said calmly: "After all, the detective is an outsider, and he came here with a commission. This kind of thing can't be kept secret for long. of."

"He said he was entrusted by the village chief..."

Someone muttered softly, apparently unable to bear the blame on Xu Shuo for this incident.

Xu Shuo frowned: "That's my old man's business. I don't know that he will do this. In short, let's get over this matter first, and then talk about other things. Now let's go to Huang Lao's house to see."

He accentuated his tone, and the people next to him didn't dare to say anything anymore, and they surrounded him and walked towards the village.

A few men were still guarding the field, and someone took a look at the situation here and ran away quickly.

The situation at Old Man Huang's house was more complicated. There was blood everywhere in the bedroom, and there were no dead bodies.

Reminiscent of the suspicious pieces of meat scattered around the detective in the melon field, some villagers turned pale and muttered something like praying to God and worshiping Buddha.

Xu Shuo stood at the door and looked at it. There was no movement due to the amount of bleeding. The murderer probably killed him with a single blow.

So, why does it have to be dragged to the melon field to eat?

More importantly, why did you focus on the old man Huang?

(End of this chapter)