Could it be that Jiang Fengqi wants to be a dead pig on the chopping board - doesn't he speak?

It has been more than forty minutes since the comrades walked into No. 186, and so far, Jiang Fengqi has remained silent.

How can I pry Jiang Fengqi's mouth open?

Chen Jie thought of Jiang Fengqi's children, and he put his mouth on Ouyang Ping's ear and muttered a few words.

Ouyang Ping nodded, and then walked to the big table, where there were three photo frames hanging on the pane, and there were many photos in the photo frames. There are old photos, and there are new ones. The middle of the photo frame is relatively large, and in the middle of the photo frame there is an old photo, two men and women about forty years old sitting on chairs, looking at the face shape, the man may be Jiang Fengqi, and the woman may be Jiang Fengqi's wife.

"Jiang Fengqi, I heard that you have a son and a daughter, we want to know, have they come back recently?"

"No—no, the two children haven't been back for more than half a year." Jiang Fengqi's voice was hoarse and weak.

Jiang Fengqi finally spoke, as long as he spoke, it would be easy to do.

"Did you send another thing to the countryside of northern Jiangsu?"

"No—no, this—this matter has nothing to do with the two children -- it has nothing to do with them."

"Where the hell is the other thing?"

Jiang Fengqi hesitated for a moment, then looked at Wei Zimin and said, "The thing is in the pillow." ”

Liu Dayu and Chen Jie rushed into the inner room, and when they came out, Chen Jie was holding a bamboo pillow in his hand.

Liu Dayu gently placed the bamboo pillow on the large table.

Everyone gathered around, but Yan Jianhua and Zuo Xiangdong stood on the left and right of Jiang Fengqi, not moving at all.

The bamboo pillow is about 50 centimeters long, 25 centimeters wide, and 20 centimeters thick. High at both ends and low in the middle. At a glance, I know that there are some years, except for the dull color of each bamboo piece, some bamboo pieces have been broken, so there are some blue wool and yarn wrapped around the broken place, and the yarn has turned black and looks oily; There are also some fine copper wires wound around the two ends of the bamboo pillow.

Before disassembling the bamboo pillow, Ouyang Ping had to figure out what was hidden in the bamboo pillow: "Jiang Fengqi, what is hidden in here?" ”

"Yes - it's a thousand-armed Guanyin Buddha."

Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu, and Chen Jie looked at each other.

Previously, when the comrades searched Jiang Feng's house, they really didn't care about this bamboo pillow. One person hides something, and ten people can't find it, that's what he said. Ran Ruzhai hid two treasures and a suicide note in a silver urinal, and the three Ran brothers and sisters never dreamed of it. Ran Shikai didn't expect that if he hadn't found something strange about the urinal, the result would be really hard to say.

"Is it the Jade Buddha or the Golden Buddha?"

"It's the Golden Buddha."

Golden Buddha, you don't need to be particularly careful.

"Do you have a vice in your house?"

"Nope."

Wei Zimin stood up: "Wait a while, I'll come when I go." ”

After two or three minutes, Wei Zimin walked into the room, holding a vice in his hand and a screwdriver.

The ends of the bamboo pieces are fastened to two rectangular planks with iron nails.

Liu Dayu used a screwdriver to lift a piece of bamboo about 1.5 centimeters wide from the wooden board -- only one end was pried, and when he lifted the fifth piece of bamboo, Liu Dayu saw a blue cloth bag in the gap in the middle of the bamboo piece.