Zhang Qingwei quickly asked: "Who is the person you are talking about?"

Yan Xiang said: "I'm not sure, I just think... it might be Zhao Hannan."

An image of a tall and thin young man suddenly appeared in Hu Pingtao's mind. He had seen this person during the daytime household survey. He lived in the west of the village. He was introverted, didn't talk much, and wore a pair of glasses.

, working at home and farming all year round.

Zhang Qingwei asked doubtfully: "How could it be him?"

The old man put down his hookah, picked up four pine sticks from the fire pit, and placed them one after another on the floor.

"This is Yan Hanguang, this is Yan Zai, and this is Daoyong. And this is Zhao Hannan. The four of them are about the same age and are very good friends."

As he said that, he raised his head, looked at Hu Pingtao, and asked: "You are Han, can you tell anything wrong with the names of the four of them?"

Hu Pingtao understood this quite well and said with a smile: "If the four of them are a small group, Zhao Hannan is the leader among them."

Zhang Qingwei frowned and asked: "Why?"

"Because the surname "Zhao" has special significance among the Dai people." Hu Pingtao explained: "This is the surname of a nobleman. There used to be an old movie "The Peacock Princess", and the prince in it was named Zhao Shutun."

Zhang Qingwei suddenly realized: "Is it the one starring Tang Yi Guo? I have an impression. When I was at home, my mother liked to watch it most, and Channel 6 also let it go."

"Yes." Hu Pingtao said: "The status of nobility was only useful in the past, and it has been diluted since the founding of the People's Republic of China. There are no nobility now, and the descendants are also scattered. Except for the special surname, strictly speaking, they

They are all ordinary people."

"So that's it." Zhang Qingwei said with admiration: "I have worked at the border police station for so many years, and this is the first time I know about this. Ping Tao, your knowledge reserve is quite good!"

Hu Pingtao replied humbly: "It's all from books."

He then turned to Li Xiang: "Old village chief, why do you think Zhao Hannan is behind all this?"

Yan Xiang said slowly: "You have never been with these young children, and you are not from the Dai ethnic group. Although you know our beliefs and habits, you don't understand them deeply. Let's talk about these four children! Zhao Hannan was born to be theirs.

The boss has been like this since childhood. Also, when I go to school in the temple, besides Yan Hanguang, there is also Zhao Hannan. Compared with the two of them, Yan Zai and Daoyong are only honest and obedient."

"If we rank them in order, Zhao Hannan is first, Yan Hanguang is second, Yan Zai is third, and Daoyong is fourth."

"I always thought that someone from outside killed Yanzai, until I went to Yanpa's house today, and I heard from him that Yanzai passed by outside the Buddhist temple last night, and there was someone helping him... That person could only be Daoyong."

"But Dao Yong died."

"I know about potassium cyanide. I heard about it before when I was in the army."

"I can be sure that Zhao Hannan gave this thing to him."

Hu Pingtao was deeply curious: "Can Zhao Hannan obtain potassium cyanide?"

"I don't know about this." The old man shook his head slowly: "I only know that as long as Zhao Hannan says it, Dao Yong will definitely listen and will never go west when told to go east."

"Why?" Zhang Qingwei thought this was incredible, and then frowned and asked, "Does Dao Yong have something in Zhao Hannan's hands?"

"It's not a handle, it's because Zhao Hannan once entered a Buddhist temple and became a novice monk." Under the firelight, Yan Xiang's old face showed a sense of heaviness experienced over the years.

Zhang Qingwei didn't understand: "Young novice monk? Yanpa is also a young monk in a Buddhist temple!"

Hu Pingtao explained: "The old village chief means something else."

Yan Xiang looked at him approvingly: "Yes. Zhao Hannan understands Buddhism, so he can instruct Dao Yong to do things."

Zhang Qingwei still felt confused: "So, Yan Hanguang is also good! He also studied in a Buddhist temple."

"This is different." Hu Pingtao smiled: "Let's put it this way! Zhao Hannan's ancestors were nobles, and his identity and surname have their own aura. In front of him, Yan Hanguang, Yan Zai and Dao Yong are all inferior.

This natural advantage is innate to them. In addition, from birth to growing up, their range of activities has been limited to Mengsuo Village and they have never gone out. The sense of superiority and inferiority among adults has a great impact on them.

This in turn formed a solid class concept.”

Zhang Qingwei finally understood: "So that's it, Pingtao, you are still referring to the aristocratic status, so Yan Hanguang cannot compare with Zhao Hannan."

"Yes."

While Hu Pingtao answered, he turned his attention to Li Xiang: "Old village chief, are you sure that Zhao Hannan's control over Dao Yong is really that strong? He can even order Dao Yong to kill people?"

"Dao Yong is very superstitious. In fact, he most wants to go to school in a Buddhist temple, but his family is poor and cannot afford offerings. The Dai children who go to school in Buddhist temples are just like your Han children in school. Some of them learn well and some do not.

The Buddha will evaluate them based on their usual performance and then decide whether they should stay or terminate their practice in the temple early."

"Zhao Hannan is very smart and learns things quickly. At that time, he was favored by the Buddha and wanted him to stay and inherit the mantle, but Zhao Hannan was unwilling... This is not surprising. He is no more willing to stay in the temple now than before.

There are fewer and fewer people.”

"But if it comes to the relationship between Zhao Hannan and Dao Yong, Dao Yong will definitely listen to him." Yan Xiang nodded affirmatively, and then he looked confused: "But I don't understand why Dao Yong wanted to kill Yan Han.

Guang and Iwazai? They are friends, they have been friends since childhood!"

Hu Pingtao fell into deep thinking.

According to normal logic, when a person dies, the murderer must be able to obtain some kind of benefit from the deceased.

Otherwise, there will be no sufficient reason to kill.

property?

There is not much difference between the rich and the poor among the households in Mengsuo Village. Many young people go out to work while the elderly stay behind. This situation is very common. The reason why Yan Hanguang, Yan Zai, Dao Yong and Zhao Hannan did not leave the village is because they

He is an aborigine, his Chinese is not good enough, he can barely converse, and his education level is not high enough.

The knowledge learned in Buddhist temples is very different from that taught in schools.

The old village chief Li Xiang probably didn't lie, and there was no need for it.

Zhao Hannan controls Dao Yong to kill two people in a row. What can he gain?

Yan Hanguang's property was inherited by his parents.

The same goes for Iwazai.

Could it be...

Thinking of this, Hu Pingtao raised his head and asked: "Old village chief, does Zhao Hannan have a girlfriend?"

"Yes." Yan Xiang opened his mouth and replied: "The girl's name is Nahan Muxiang, and she lives in the east of the village."

Zhang Qingwei came over and said, "Ping Tao, you met that woman during the daytime investigation. She is quite beautiful. She also has a Chinese name, Han Bing."

The pronunciation of "Naham Xiang" is a bit difficult to pronounce. When he said "Han Bing", Hu Pingtao immediately remembered the appearance of the other party. She was a young woman in her twenties, with a very good figure and good looks, but her skin was rough and dark.

.This is the biggest characteristic of tropical residents.

Hu Pingtao asked the rock minister: "How is the relationship between Zhao Hannan and his girlfriend?"

Yan Xiang hesitated and said: "It's hard to say this. I only know a little bit about young people. Naham Xiang went to school and was admitted to high school. A few years ago, I heard that their two families were talking about getting married.

When it comes to getting married, Nahum Xiang doesn’t want to drop out of school, so this matter has been put off.”

Hu Pingtao smiled. This corresponded to part of his previous guess: "What happened next?"

"Later Nahammuxiang graduated from high school and left the village without saying hello to his family. I heard that he worked on the coast and made a lot of money." Yan Xiang replied.

He picked up a burning pine tree, lit the hookah, and inhaled: "Nahem Xiang. This child is very sensible and sends money home every month. Her family used to live in an old bamboo house, but it was later demolished."

She has built a big house with red bricks and tiles. Her father is very proud of it. Every time he goes to the town market, he has to buy wine and meat, saying that this is the pension money given by his daughter."

Hu Pingtao asked seriously: "When did Naham Muxiang go to work outside?"

"It's early, at least four or five years." Li Xiang thought for a while and gave an accurate time: "Five years ago...well, it should be five years and seven months."

Hu Pingtao continued to ask: "Which city did she go to?"

Li Xiang was a little confused: "I don't know about this. You have to ask her."

Zhang Qingwei is also thinking: "Working outside and being able to send money back every month shows that this woman is very good to her family and very filial. With her academic qualifications, it is difficult to find a high-end job. I guess she is also frugal outside."

Use your talents to save money."

Hu Pingtao asked the petrography: "Does Nahanmuxiang come back every year?"

Yan Xiang nodded: "Come back during the Chinese New Year. I mean the Water Splashing Festival, not the Spring Festival of your Han people."

By now, Hu Pingtao felt that he had almost understood the situation. He faced Zhang Qingwei and said, "Third brother, Zhao Hannan is a serious suspect. Let's not wait any longer and take him back right now for interrogation overnight."

Hearing this, Yan Lian hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "I know you policemen are here to catch bad people, but Zhao Hannan is not a bad boy. That... Officer Hu, Director Zhang, you are arresting people, so don't

Hit him."

Zhang Qingwei was angry and funny: "We never beat people, old village chief, you think too much. But I have to tell you, you really can't do this kind of cover-up thing in the future. If you were honest about Yan Hanguang's case last time,

If you tell me the inside story, Iwazai and Daoyong will not die either."

Li Xiang's face was full of shame: "Yes, yes, I am old and confused."

"And this matter is not as simple as you think." Zhang Qingwei said bluntly: "This is a serial murder case, and you will definitely be punished. How to deal with it depends on the opinions of your superiors, and..."

Just as I said this, a person suddenly rushed in from outside.

That was a villager in a village.

He stumbled in, panting heavily and looking horrified.

"Old village chief, it's not good. Go and have a look. Huh...huh...Zhao Hannan is dead!"

…
To be continued...