Speaking of this, Fauber touched the back of his head and shut up. Why did he choke it at a critical time, and the little fish who was fascinated by it was hurriedly urging him to say it quickly.

"And then?"

"What?" Xiao Yu'er looked back and saw Ma Xiaoling with both hands on her cheeks, what did you hear about it? Asked, "When did you come out of here?" ”

"It's been here since you spoke." Ma Xiaoling said, "Fu Bo continued, what's wrong? ”

Fu Bo sighed and said, "When I opened my eyes, Huang Lei ran away and disappeared, and I lay down at the mouth of the alley for half a night, so I didn't have a problem." The boys who came with me were too bears, and they didn't find me until almost morning. According to the post-mortem investigation, I was hit in the back of the head with half a brick that night. As for who did it, I don't know; I don't know where Huang Lei went. But the right thing is that the lost knife was still found, or it would cost more money. "In ancient times, there were no blades that could not be used to go to the streets, and the knives equipped with the yamen were fixed, and of course there were people who took the swords at home. (I'm talking about Zhanzhao.) ）

Hearing that Fu Bo said that Huang Lei had run away, Xiao Ling was a little discouraged, but when she thought of the drum, she quickly asked him what happened later.

Fu Bo said that the team had been tracking down Huang Lei's whereabouts since the incident, but they turned the city over, but they didn't even fish out a single hair, and it was estimated that he had absconded, so he issued wanted warrants everywhere, but there was no news. It wasn't until half a year later that I received a report from the provincial capital that in a local gangster gang arson case cracked, there was a person who was burned to death, and it seemed that it was Huang Lei.

After getting the news, Fu Bo immediately led people to Guangzhou. According to the local yamen, there are two major gangsters in the city of Guangzhou, and there are often fights over things like turf, but they are not large-scale.

A few years ago, two groups of people suddenly got into a fight again, one of them set fire to the other group's covered green building, and burned many prostitutes to death at that time. There are also a few horses watching the field.

After the incident, people from both sides were arrested, and everyone identified the body together. One of them said that a horse boy who was burned to death was named Huang Lei, who absconded from our city a few years ago, and the boss who rushed here made a horse boy.

The Guangzhou Yamen took out the wanted warrant and saw that it was really a wanted criminal, so he reported the situation.

Hearing this, Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but interject: "You saw it, is it Huang Lei?" ”

Fu Bo shook his head: "It's all burned to the point that it's black and out of shape." It's like a roast chicken, who can recognize it. But looking at the size and size, it looks like Huang Lei. I deliberately looked at my back, and it was also burnt, and I couldn't see anything clearly. Since they all say that it is him, and some people talk about Huang Lei's appearance, we can only treat him as Huang Lei. After staying there for a few days, Mao didn't check it, and the body was cremated. "In ancient times, there was no DNA technology or anything. The little fish was worried.

Looking at Xiao Yu'er, I still don't believe it. Fauber pointed to the drum surface: "Look at this scar. Under the guidance of his fingers, Xiao Yu'er and Ma Xiaoling noticed that there was a very faint strip mark on the left wing of the eagle-like tattoo. It's six or seven centimeters long, and it looks a bit like a scratch.

Fauber touched the mark and said, "I scratched this scar, so I'm sure I'm not mistaken." This is definitely the tattoo on Huang Lei's body. However, if Huang Lei has been burned to death in the fire, then this tattoo, this scar. And why is it on this drum? Could it be that the person who was burned to death that night was not Huang Lei? So who could he be? If Huang Lei was not burned to death, but was later made into a drum by someone, who picked the skin? Why did the killer do this? Is Huang Lei dead or alive now? I don't understand......"

Listening to Fu Bo finish the whole thing, Xiao Yu'er's brain was a little confused, looking at the flat bulging face for a while, a bloody scene suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, a huge human skin lifted from Huang Lei's back, revealing the constantly trembling red flesh and blood covered by the white nerve membrane......

Since the drum noodles are suspected to be made of human skin, it is very likely that it is suspected of a serious intentional homicide case. Xiao Yu'er and Fu Bo summed it up, and they didn't care about eating, so they picked up the flat drum and immediately reported the situation to Master Bao.

Master Bao was also surprised after listening to their story, he had seen the Huang Lei case in the file back then, but at that time he saw that the file was closed on the coffin.

In order to further find out the truth, Master Bao called Mr. Gongsun. Several people sat down and studied it, and finally decided that Mr. Gongsun would immediately identify the material of this drum and make sure to find out whether it was indeed made of human skin. At the same time, the head of the troupe came over and asked him carefully about the origin of this flat drum. Xiao Yuer and Fu Bo, as relevant parties to this case, also participated in the questioning.

According to the recollection of the head of the regiment, the funds in the troupe have been tight over the years, and many of the accompanying instruments have not been replaced, all of them are old guys who have been used for many years and have long been in tatters, and he can't tell what year this drum came in. If you want to know the specific situation, you have to ask the old grandson who looks at the warehouse in the group.

The old grandson of the treasury was stunned when he saw a group of officials coming here, and hurriedly said: "Oh, poor master, poor master, what are you doing here?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you have to answer honestly when adults ask questions." Zhan Zhao, who came with him, said sharply, and unconsciously pinched his waist knife. Seeing this, the old grandson looked aggrieved, and there was no score in his heart, and he said, what is this called. I am a good citizen.

When Xiao Yu'er saw this old man, haha, he was happy in his heart, such an old and refined guy is the most afraid of death and the most wealthy.

Xiao Yu'er said casually: "This drum is amazing, maybe it's an antique, and you need to appreciate it." ”

He asked Xiao Yu'er in a whisper, was that drum really an antiquity? Xiao Yu'er glanced at him and hummed noncommittally. He immediately came to his senses and said, "How much is that worth?" ”

Xiao Yu'er smiled slightly, and told him in a particularly mysterious tone, "You can't say it, it can scare people to death if you say it." ”

He laughed and said, "Why can't you see it, but you'll have to give it back to me when you're done." ”

Master Bao asked someone to turn over the old files of the hooligan gang organized by Huang Lei more than 20 years ago from the warehouse, there were more than 20 copies, and everyone divided a few copies and looked through them carefully.

The files of the Huang Lei hooligan gang in this city are very detailed, but when it comes to the death of the main culprit Huang Lei, because it is a case in a different place, the content in it is really very vague, and now it seems that there are a lot of doubts and lack of evidence. But at that time, there was a lack of necessary technical investigation methods, and there were really no clues, so the case could only be hastily closed.

After reading all the files, Mr. Bao decided that, in light of Fubo's discovery on the drum, once Mr. Gongsun came to the conclusion that it was indeed human skin, he would immediately file a petition and organize people to carry out an investigation. (To be continued......)