Chapter 244

The grave is correct, but the person inside it is strange—Old Song has his hands full now.

They carried out the skeleton; Chen Fan examined it while Old Liu conducted a basic inspection.

"The skull is shattered—probably killed by someone—but this wound is odd."

Odd wound?

Chen Fan's question startled Old Liu, who asked: "What do you mean?"

Chen Fan gestured: "This is the center of the face—it should've been inflicted by the killer facing the victim, swinging downward. What is this thing?"

Old Liu instantly understood and picked up a hoe by the roadside: "This."

Everyone stared at the hoe, speechless.

Someone was killed with a hoe, then stuffed into a coffin.

What was the purpose?

Old Song, still sharp, thought of other possibilities—like some special ritual.

Then Old Song began investigating the original victim: the sixteen-year-old boy who died of illness.

A sixteen-year-old boy died of illness—so who suffered most? Naturally, his family.

Over here, Old Liu examined the clothing: "This remaining fabric has the feel of a leather jacket. This is strange—it's not something villagers use."

Someone suddenly remembered: "Could it be Old Qi Four? If I'm not mistaken, he's been missing for a long time."

The villagers recalled something and nodded one after another.

Old Liu immediately took DNA samples and began comparisons.

Actually, no deep comparison was needed—just a quick check of Old Qi Four's home for similar clothing would confirm identity.

The forensic team's results would just be supplementary.

The audience was utterly speechless—this case felt absurd.

Then Chen Fan's next sentence left everyone speechless.

"This should be a ghost marriage—the child died unmarried, so naturally they'd arrange a ghost marriage, dig up someone else's grave, and bury them together in wedlock. You have this custom here, right?"

The village chief said: "We did—but it was banned long ago. No one's allowed to do it anymore. Some people paid to arrange ghost marriages themselves, but we shut them all down. It's just… not right."

Then everyone suddenly realized something—Old Song understood too.

A villager said: "The sixteen-year-old's grandfather was the one constantly demanding a ghost marriage for his grandson."

Could it have been this old man?

Later, the child's parents returned home, found their grandfather's old house, and discovered the evidence—the old man had written in beautiful handwriting.

"When I'm dead and you find this letter, you'll know—I did it."

"My grandson loved that girl, but they just didn't have good fortune."

"They met at the hospital, but neither had much time left. My grandson begged me—could I bury him with her? But her family refused. So I did this."

"I killed Old Qi Four—I was digging the grave when he saw me. I hit him with a hoe and killed him, then stuffed him inside."

"That damn scumbag—he deserved to die. I don't regret it."

The letter ended here. Everyone stared at each other, stunned by how bizarre it was.

As Old Song continued investigating, he noticed something odd.

Years ago, Old Qi Four had committed a crime—he assaulted a village girl. Later, fearing she'd never marry, she moved away.

The world is strange indeed.

A villain was killed by an old man, and then this man replaced a woman, lying in a coffin for years.

Old Song, speechless, said: "Don't tell me the girl Old Qi Four assaulted was this dead girl."

Everyone shook their heads—no, it wasn't her.

Old Song finally exhaled in relief.

How should this case be handled? Naturally, remove the skeleton and let the family decide—if they want joint burial, allow it; if not, you can't force it.

Old Qi Four's case: killed by the old man, who confessed—but the old man is already dead.

Finally, the group returned to the forensic lab.

By the time they got back to the lab, it was evening.

Chen Fan said: "What if this dead girl had been assaulted by Old Qi Four? Wouldn't that be strange?"

"Aren't you all saying it wasn't Old Qi Four?"

The new forensic technicians looked at Chen Fan and explained.

Chen Fan said: "Shall I perform a shamanic ritual?"

Everyone froze, staring at him: "You're serious?"

"Just kidding—I'd never really find a soul."

Chen Fan returned to his room, pulled the curtains shut, then lowered his head.

When he looked up again, his reflection in the mirror held a gentle gaze.

"I really want to go out and play."

"There's so much in this world I haven't tried."

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry—I can't take care of you in your old age."

"Xiao Yan, I'm sorry—I'm not clean anymore."

Chen Fan suddenly woke up, staring at the results—damn, it really was?

But there seems to be no way—if Old Qi Four assaulted this girl, then the old man was avenging his grandson?

But if he was avenging his grandson, then Old Qi Four is dead, and the old man is dead too.

This case should've ended already.

That evening, Old Song gave Chen Fan some not-so-good news.

The two families agreed to bury the two together."

Chen Fan mulled it over and said, "If I told you this case wasn't done by the old man, would you believe it?"

Old Song felt his heart start to ache.

That evening, the livestream had not yet been shut off. Old Song came over to the forensic side and found Chen Fan.

Everyone gathered together to eat.

"What did you say?"

"It doesn't make sense. Qi Fourth was strong and burly—where would an old man get the strength to kill him head-on? Would Qi Fourth be stupid enough to let that happen?"

Old Song said, "I know that, but the old man is dead and has already confessed himself. What are we supposed to do?"

Chen Fan was speechless and said, "If I told you this Miss had been violated by Qi Fourth, and that I learned it through the spirit dance, would you believe it?"

Holy shit.

The other celebrities at the table were completely dumbfounded.

The audience was also dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, holy crap, no way, damn, just like that and it all makes sense."

"Why is it that after the child died, the parents left this place? Normally they'd stay with the child and come visit every year, right?"

"It couldn't have been the girl's parents, could it? If it was the girl's parents, then everything seems to fit?"

"But if that's the case, I suddenly don't want to catch this couple anymore. If it is, then this family would really be ruined."

Everyone has sympathy, but the law is the law—the law does not allow sympathy to exist.

At this point, Qin Ming said, "I think Old Song must have thought of it too."

"Yeah, I went and found people from back then. I asked quite a few. Because killing someone head-on is really hard—the other person would resist. The reason there was no resistance is that the attacker must have struck very fast. For an old man to strike that fast just isn't realistic."

"And that letter is a bit of a stretch—it seems like the old man deliberately left it behind."

"Sigh, let's still go ask around here. Even though we know handling this case will make the Xinlimian Society uneasy, we still have to do it."

Soon, Old Song found the girl's parents.

When the father saw the Jingchashang Sect arrive and was asked about Qi Fourth's death, he immediately panicked and confessed on his own.

An ordinary person's ability to bear psychological pressure really isn't that strong.

Then in the interrogation room, the man confessed The details of the matter.

His own daughter had indeed been bullied by Teacher Qi in earlier years. The man had beaten Qi Fourth, and later gave him money and left it alone. Qi Fourth's side also never bothered his daughter again.

Then later the girl had an accident, the man spent all his money, and his daughter died. Then when the funeral was being held in the village—

Qi Fourth kept sneering and mocking them, constantly saying things like his daughter died a good death, saying that if she'd slept with him back then she wouldn't have died, and so on.