Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"What the hell happened?"

Du Yongxiao just wanted to get rid of this trivial matter quickly, and his thoughts were all on reporting to the Metropolitan Police Department in the afternoon. I don't know what the training camp will be like, and where I will be assigned for an internship.

Soon, everyone talked about what happened again.

"Ahem, let me be fair—" Du Yongxiao put on a policeman's attitude, "Any proof needs evidence! Peter, you say that Jim is related to the disappearance of your civet cat, do you have any evidence?"

"This—" Peter was dumb.

Seeing Peter's hesitation, Du Yongxiao planned to strike while the iron was hot and end the case—a civet cat deserves such a laborious effort.

"Everyone lives in this village, and we don't see each other when we look down. Occasionally, conflicts over small things are justifiable, but we can't wrong people!" Du Yongxiao said righteously, "So if there is no real evidence for this matter, let's just forget it. Shake hands and make peace, okay?"

"This gentleman is still right, you can't frame others without evidence!"

"Yes, everything must be based on evidence!"

When Jim heard this, a smile finally appeared on his dull face.

Peter's face was tangled, he grabbed his hair suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot and he said, "I have evidence!"

"Uh, what?"

Everyone was surprised and looked at him.

Du Yongxiao calmly asked, "What evidence?"

"Someone saw him secretly burying the body!" Peter pointed at Jim, "Just an hour ago!"

Jim was in a hurry, and quickly waved his hands: "You can't talk nonsense! Who saw it?!"

"Hmph, do you still want to blame?" Peter went all out, "Just now the bee maker took whiskey and drank with me, and he told me when he drank too much! He even told me where you buried the civet cat!"

"You you you, you nonsense!" Jim blushed and had a thick neck.

"At first, the bee craftsman didn't let me tell him, but now——you forced me!"

Du Yongxiao had a big head, he wanted to end this farce quickly and go back, but he didn't expect to involve another bee craftsman.

Everyone in this village of bee craftsmen knows him. He wanders back and forth in the suburbs of London all year round. Wherever rape blossoms bloom, he goes to raise peaks. This village is where he often stays.

Especially in May and June every year, the rapeseed flowers around the village are in full bloom. Beekeepers like to settle here. While raising bees and collecting honey, they help people do some small work. Peter was very good at talking, and the two often drank together until dawn until they were very drunk.

Du Yongxiao took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, putting on a calm and calm look: "Since Carpenter Bee saw it, is he willing to testify?"

"I do!"

When the voice fell, a brown-haired man raised his hand and stood up, "I am willing to testify that I saw Jim secretly burying a corpse nearby an hour ago—a very small one, probably belonged to that civet cat!"

Du Yongxiao waved his handkerchief impatiently: "Since you said so, let's go and see together! The truth will be clear soon! By the way, take the shovel!"

...

Shout out!

Shout out!

The shovel digs the soil next to the latrine.

The soil is very thin, and it looks like it has just been tossed not long ago.

The villagers didn't dislike the smelly toilet, and they all gathered around to watch.

Du Yongxiao covered his nose with a handkerchief, hoping to close the case quickly. His lofty ideal is to return to Hong Kong after training, not to solve these trivial matters.

Jim looked visibly nervous.

Peter also looked nervous, looking at the beekeeper from time to time.

The beekeeper looked determined, and pointed to the tunnel: "Dig hard, it must be inside, I saw it with my own eyes!"

It's the three iron shovels going down again.

"Come out! Come out!"

A small thing appeared in the pit, wrapped in black hemp clothes, it looked like a big civet cat in shape.

"The raccoon, that's my raccoon!" Peter mourned, "This bastard must have killed my raccoon and buried it here!"

Du Yongxiao frowned, "Open it and have a look!"

A burly white man squatted down and tore off the torn clothes with his hands——

suddenly--

"Son!"

The moment the clothes were torn off, a woman in the crowd was stunned on the ground, crying loudly, "Why are you here? God, who killed you?"

And look at the clothes wrapped inside it is not the corpse of a civet cat at all, but a child with livid face and dying of life!

...

"how so?"

"It's not a civet cat, how could it be a child?"

"Anna, don't cry! What happened?"

"Yes, why is Little Mike here?"

The child's mother, Anna, was still crying.

The beemaker pointed at Jim's nose: "It must be you! You are a murderer! You killed this child!"

Jim was stunned, and hurriedly waved his hands: "No, I don't! I really don't!"

There was a lot of noise at the scene.

There was a murder case, and someone has already started calling the police.

Peter was also stunned, where is my cat? Where is the body?

"Catch the murderer! Don't let this nigger get away!" several white men yelled.

"catch him!"

Jim was frightened and wanted to escape, but was controlled.

"Want to escape? It's not that easy!"

"Damn nigger, killing someone and trying to get away?"

Two white men pin Jim to the ground.

The people around were filled with righteous indignation and shouted at Jim to kill him.

Jim yelled that he was wronged, but no one would listen to him.

"Please, God, help me!" Jim knelt on the ground, pinning his last hope on Du Yongxiao, looking eagerly at Du Yongxiao, and begged him for help.

Du Yongxiao originally wanted to leave, but upon seeing this, he said, "Wait!"

Everyone looked at him.

The bee craftsman and the woman Anna also looked at him.

Du Yongxiao looked at the child's body with his hands behind his back, and walked around the body twice.

The white butler followed behind him, inexplicably.

As an excellent housekeeper, although he was in charge of serving Du Yongxiao, he didn't think Du Yongxiao was so good. To be precise, he was completely concerned about the money. Seeing Du Yongxiao "playing tricks", he couldn't help shaking his head.

"Who is the murderer, let me ask the child myself!"

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"Ask the dead?"

"interesting!"

Everyone looked at Du Yongxiao curiously.

The white butler shook his head even more. A policeman is going to interrogate the dead? It's ridiculous!

In plain sight——

Du Yongxiao squatted down gently, and put his face close to the child's mouth——

A miraculous scene happened.

The child's mouth was squirming!

"Is he talking?"

"Oh, my God!"

Everyone was stunned by this weird scene.

The child's mother, Anna, collapsed on the ground in shock, staring at the child.

Carpenter Bee's face also changed drastically, looking at everything in front of him.

The scene was eerily quiet.

Everyone looked at Du Yongxiao.

After Du Yongxiao listened to the child's speech, he looked up at the crowd and said, "He said, the murderer is——"

Du Yongxiao pointed at the bee craftsman: "He!"