Chapter 2108: The last little clay figure

Zhuang Mengdie coughed and coughed, "I just showed you clearly that the suspect strangled the fool like that."
Blind Wu rubbed his neck and snorted coldly, while the others remained silent.
Wu blind said, "Girl, now that the corpse experience is over, can we arrest people?"
Zhuang Mengdie just wanted to nod, but suddenly the fool's hand was wrong. His left hand is very relaxed and opened, but his right hand is tightly clenched, and his right fist feels larger than normal, as if holding something in his hand.
Ye Tiandao, "Writer Zhuang, let's go, we will meet Black Bull and Silly Dezi, and see what they say."
Zhuang Mengdie said, "Wait a minute, I think he is holding something in his right hand."
Ye Tiandao, "Then open it first and then talk about it."
Blind Wu heard that there was something in the fool's hand, and his spirit came up again, "Then hurry up and see, what the fool grabbed before he died, 80% of them are to provide you with clues."
The village chief glared at Blind Wu, "Blind Wu, what are you excited about? Stand back and don't influence the police to handle the case."
Blind Wu glanced at the village chief in dissatisfaction, but did not move half of his feet. He slid his waist and stretched his neck, in a posture ready to watch the excitement.
Ye Tian persuaded, "The village chief, forget it. Leave him alone."
Zhuang Mengdie didn't dare to delay, immediately opened the backpack, took out the disposable gloves and put on them, and reached out to break the fool's right hand.
But his right hand was tightly gripped, and the corpse was a little stiff. It took a long time for Zhuang Mengdie to break all his fingers apart. Although it was just a simple action like breaking his fingers, he was sweating profusely. .
The fool's right hand was broken, everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at the contents of his palm.
It was a little clay figurine, about three inches long. To be precise, the thing was not a human shape, it was just a lump made of mud, and it was not yet formed.
Zhuang Mengdie turned on the flashlight and carefully observed the mud bump, and found that the top of the mud bump was the size of a fingernail. This small round bump was connected to the large mud bump below, and the big mud bump was connected with five pieces and an inch. The long mud squeezed something similar to a stick, and this mud stick is just as thick as the chopsticks, and the sticks are stuck on the mud bumps, which is indescribable.
Ye Tiandao, "What is this?"
Zhuang Mengdie shook his head, "I don't know, this mud bump should be the last little clay figure the fool pinched before he died, but he was killed before he could finish pinching it."
Ye Tian pulled the idiot lady standing next to her tears and asked, "Don't cry, take a good look, what is the idiot holding in his hand?"
The idiot watched for a long time and shook her head vigorously, "I can't see, to be honest, this kid is squeezing some weird things every day, and I never look at the things he pinches."
When everyone was disappointed, when he was sighing, blind Wu suddenly stepped forward and said, "I know what this is."
The village chief snorted coldly, "Blind Wu, don't show up. Let everyone's ears be quiet for a while."
Ye Tian smiled bitterly, "The village chief, you let him go on."
Blind Wu ignored the village chief’s ridicule, but coughed and coughed, "I see, this thing is a monster. Look, the big mud bump in the middle is the torso of the monster, and the small round bump on it is a monster. Head—"
The village chief coughed and coughed, "Blind Wu, you are starting to behave again, even if you say that this thing is a monster, but where is it? The shape of this thing is indeed like a beast, but it is not strange."
Blind Wu glared at the village chief impatiently, "Old village chief, please don't always interrupt my thoughts. The reason I say this muddy thing is a monster is because it has five legs. , The five mud sticks attached to the big mud bump are its legs. Who has seen the five beasts? Can't they be called monsters? Now if you want to find out what the fool wants to express before he died, then You have to find out what the five-legged beast is."
Everyone was stunned, and the village chief grabbed Wu blind, snapping a slap in the face.
"Blind Wu, are you crazy or screwed up? How can there be a five-legged beast in this world?"
Blind Wu covered his face and said aggrieved, "The village chief, the only clue the fool has left us is the five-legged beast. If you want to catch the real murderer, you have to find out what the five-legged thing is."
"Why are you talking nonsense? I tell you nonsense. See if I won't kill you asshole."
The village head became even more angry after hearing Wu blind man's rants, and he slapped his head and slapped him, making him run around the room with his head in his arms.
Everyone laughed at the embarrassment of Blind Wu.
Blind Wu shouted as he ran, "Officer Ye, help. No matter what you do, the village chief will kill me."
Ye Tian hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the village chief, "The village chief, isn't it analyzing the case now, we also have to allow different voices and different opinions, so that we can work together to solve the case as soon as possible."
The village chief then put down his slap and sighed, "This blind Wu is just a shit-chucking stick. Once he got involved, the case became bizarre again."
Zhuang Mengdie coughed and coughed, "I think that Blind Wu's analysis also makes sense, but we really haven't seen these five-legged beasts."
Blind Wu laughed triumphantly, "Have you seen? This girl is already on my side, and she also thinks it is a monster."
The village head smiled bitterly, "Blind Wu, I am too lazy to quarrel with you, so let you be proud of it."
Ye Tian sighed, "No matter what this thing is, it should be the only clue that the fool left us before he died. He should be reminding us who the real culprit is."
The idiot who had been silent all of a sudden opened her mouth, "Seeing you discussing the muddy pimples in my son's hand, I want to say a few words of my own opinion. In fact, my son is a fool, and his IQ is only the level of a three-year-old , Don’t take the mud bumps in his hands seriously. In my opinion, the mud bumps should be the same as the countless mud figures he pinched before. It has no meaning, just a mass of mud. So how do you investigate now? Investigate as you wish, don't pursue this scumbag anymore."
Hearing such a statement, everyone was immediately stunned. If anyone said these words, it would not be surprising, but these words happened to be said by the mother of a fool, and everyone felt speechless.
After a long while, Zhuang Mengdie sighed, "Fool girl, you may not know that a fool is actually not stupid, and his IQ is not as low as you said. Before, when you were not in front, he could speak normally. He speaks clearly and reacts quickly. He doesn't look like a fool at all. It's just that as soon as you show up, he immediately regains his dementia appearance."