The middle-aged police officer Old Ma was dumbfounded after listening.
"Whatâs going on? A fortune teller told you thereâs a body buried in your yard?"
Old Ma found it hard to believe.
How could a fortune-telling fraud know there was a body in someone elseâs yard?
This is just too absurd, right?
He felt like his understanding of the world was on the verge of collapse.
"The Taoist you mentioned, is he the Immortal Taoist from the Douhu platform?"
At this moment, a younger police officer asked.
"Yes, yes, thatâs the Immortal Taoist!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaowei nodded repeatedly to confirm.
"Oh, itâs the Immortal Taoist, then itâs not surprising!"
The young police officer obviously knew Lu Heng, so he nodded with a smile.
Subsequently, he recounted the past cases that Lu Heng had solved with great familiarity.
After hearing this, Old Ma was even more dumbfounded.
So the fortune-telling Taoist wasnât just making a wild guess?
And he had solved so many unsolved cases before?
"Brother Ma, this Immortal Taoist is a remarkable person, not to be judged by common sense."
The young police officer patted Old Ma on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Letâs go see the body first."
"The most important thing is to crack this case!"
"Alright!"
Old Ma had no choice but to nod and temporarily put aside his sense of absurdity.
Under the guidance of Uncle Ma and Xiaowei, they arrived at the front yard of the old house.
Looking at the various pits dug up in the yard, everyone showed a look of curiosity.
Seeing this, Xiaowei gave an awkward smile and said, "We dug in the wrong place before, sorry about that."
Then he walked to the front of the toilet, pointed to the half-meter deep pit, and said, "Uncle Ma, this is where we found the body!"
When Old Ma and the others approached, they saw the white bones packed inside a woven bag.
"Liu, Li, Zhang, you three put on gloves and take out the bones."
"Iâll go see the live-streaming fortune-telling Taoist to see if I can get any useful information."
After assigning tasks to the other police officers, Old Ma and Xiaowei moved to the front of the phone camera.
The viewers, seeing this, habitually started a discussion.
"The police have arrived; I wonder who the murderer will turn out to be."
"Fatty Brotherâs mother is very likely! After all, this is her house, and burying a body here would be convenient."
"More importantly, Fatty Brotherâs mother has been opposing the house renovation, which is very suspicious!"
"You donât even know who the deceased is, why make blind guesses?"
"Exactly, we must first identify the deceased!"
"Without knowing the deceasedâs identity, how can we easily determine the murderer? I even suspect the murderer is Fatty Brotherâs second uncle!"
"Although I donât know who the deceased is, I feel the murderer should be someone from this village."
"Do you think the murderer could be Fatty Brotherâs father?"
"Wow! Could it be that Fatty Brotherâs father committed murder and then eloped with a widow?"
"Not bad, guys, thatâs quite a theory!"
"If thatâs the case, it really seems like something Fatty Brotherâs father would do, otherwise why would he run off with a widow?"
"No, no, no, it definitely isnât Fatty Brotherâs father! The old Taoist already read Fatty Brotherâs fatherâs fortune, and if he were the culprit, the old Taoist would have mentioned it."
"I almost forgot! So who is the murderer?"
"Guys, please stop randomly guessing the murderer, we donât even know the deceasedâs identity."
"At the very least, we should investigate the deceasedâs identity first before making any deductions..."
Old Ma glanced at these comments, showing little expression on his face.
Without knowing who the deceased is, how could anyone deduce the murderer?
So in his view, these netizens were just spouting nonsense.
"Hello, Taoist!"
Old Ma, looking at the old Taoist on the screen, felt a sense of amazement.
He didnât know what others thought.
But at first glance, he couldnât help but think that the so-called immortal demeanor couldnât be more fitting.
"Hello, officer!"
Lu Heng responded with a smile.
"Taoist, I just heard from Xiaowei that you calculated there was a body buried in their yard?"
Old Ma asked politely.
"Thatâs correct!"
Lu Heng stroked his long beard and said, "Young Friend Wei has been having nightmares recently, suspecting someone was trying to communicate with him through dreams."
"After calculating, I discovered there was a skeleton buried in their yard."
Old Ma rubbed his chin and asked, "Then Taoist, could you calculate who this deceased person is?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Heng gently shook his head and said, "When I divine, the person requesting the fortune must be present."
"Or they must provide the identity information of the person theyâre inquiring about, like name, date of birth, and so on."
"Without the person present or without identity information, thereâs nothing I can do..."
He wasnât withholding information or deliberately being mysterious; he truly didnât know who the deceased was.
In Xiaoweiâs future, only years later when the old house was renovated did they find these bones.
After the police took the bones away, there were no further updates.
Xiaowei didnât specifically inquire, so he didnât know who the deceased was or who the murderer was.
"Oh, I see!"
Old Ma nodded and apologized with a smile, "Sorry for taking up your time, Taoist."
"Itâs no problem."
Lu Heng smiled faintly, unaffected.
Having obtained no leads here, Old Ma returned to the pit.
The other police officers had already gathered the bones and were carefully piecing them together on a bed sheet brought by Second Uncle.
Upon completion, those present couldnât help but frown.
"This height doesnât seem like an adultâs?"
Third Uncle scrutinized it for a moment before murmuring.
"It indeed isnât an adult."
After a careful observation, Old Ma said in a deep voice, "Judging by the skeletal development, the deceased had inner toe phalanges, but the elbow joint epiphyses hadnât fused, suggesting the deceased was between twelve and thirteen years old."
"The pelvic bone is heart-shaped and narrower in horizontal diameter than vertical diameter, indicating the deceased was male."
"So, the deceased should be a twelve to thirteen-year-old boy!"
After speaking, Old Ma looked at Third Uncle Wei and asked, "Third Brother, has any twelve to thirteen-year-old child gone missing recently in your village?"
Upon hearing this, Third Uncle Wei frowned, thought for a moment, and shook his head, "There shouldnât be."
"If there were, someone would have notified us to look for them."
"Right, Second Brother?"
After speaking, he turned to his second brother.
Second Uncle Wei also had a contemplative look.
After thinking for quite a while, he also shook his head and said, "Thereâs no missing child in our village!"
"Let alone a twelve to thirteen-year-old boy."
Upon hearing this, Old Ma frowned and asked puzzledly, "Then where is this child from?"
If there are no missing children in the village where the Wei family lives, then who could this child be?
Why would the murderer bury the body here?