Just when the village chief grabbed Zhang Fan's clothes, Zhang Fan used his backhand to hold down his wrist. Then his hand gradually tightened, and the pain in the village chief's hold was unbearable, and his face was slightly distorted.

For Zhang Fan, who had gained some strength in the hell maze, the elderly village chief was just like a child and was not enough to look at.

As long as they are not the kind of bodyguards who have been trained and strong, such as the bodyguards who followed Mr. Chen in the previous school, any ordinary person would not actually pose a threat in Zhang Fan's eyes.

"Oh? What evidence do you have that can categorically confirm that I killed the person?"

Zhang Fan let go of the village chief and pushed him aside. There was a hint of displeasure in his eyes as he stared coldly at the young man named Liu Kun.

"Evidence? What more evidence do you need? You just arrived in our village yesterday, and people started dying the next day. Isn't this reason enough?"

After listening to Zhang Fan's words, Liu Kun shouted loudly and arrogantly.

"Tsk tsk!"

"According to what you said, as long as someone just arrived in this village and someone died the next day, would you think it was him who killed him?"

"It's so ridiculous! What nonsense!"

Zhang Fan laughed angrily at Liu Kun's shameless words.

He had never seen anyone as shameless as Liu Kun. He just made a casual guess and concluded that he was the murderer. If he really had to infer this, even the entire village would be suspected of murder.

"If you don't have substantive evidence, stop barking here, otherwise... I have the right to call the police!!"

"Uncle policeman, do you think so?"

Zhang Fan glanced at the two plainclothes policemen calmly and said with a smile.

"Ahem! If you don't have evidence, please stop making nonsense. If this kind of joke is made, we may ask you to come back to the institute for tea with us!"

The crew-cut policeman wearing a black vest coughed dryly, looked at Liu Kun with a serious expression, and warned in a low voice. When he mentioned the word "drink tea," his words were particularly heavy.

"you......!"

After listening to Zhang Fan's words and being warned in a low voice by the flat-headed policeman, Liu Kun's face suddenly lost its composure. He was about to say something, but found that he really couldn't provide any solid reason, so he looked at him with an ugly expression.

Zhang Fan cursed: "You kid, just wait for me if you have the guts! We are not done with this matter today!"

After scolding Zhang Fan, he squeezed out of the crowd without looking back and trotted down the mountain.

The villagers who were waiting to watch the show showed disdain when they saw Liu Kun running away in embarrassment.

"This Liu Kun is still so frivolous! He doesn't care what the occasion is, and he dares to show up and stab him?!"

A bald man with a fat beer belly curled his lips and laughed sarcastically.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, don't let others hear it. Liu Kun is Aunt Wang's son after all. If Aunt Wang knows that you scolded Liu Kun today, will your family still want to live in peace? Believe it or not, Aunt Wang will come to you with a small stool.

Telling stories to people at home?!"

A skinny man heard the bald man mocking Liu Kun. He quickly touched the bald man with his elbow and reminded him.

Being reminded like this by the skinny man, the bald man reacted instantly and a slight cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Hey, I drank too much this morning. This can't be true, it can't be true!"

The bald man scratched the back of his head with embarrassment and hurriedly explained.

If Aunt Wang blocked the door of their home with a bench, their whole family might not be able to sleep well.

Everyone in the villages around Fangyuan doesn't know that Aunt Wang is a talkative woman and is good at gossip. If she were to really target him, it would probably spread even about the watermelon he gave to the widow next door the day before yesterday.

This Aunt Wang was not something a farmer like him could afford to offend.

Scared, scared!

Thinking of all these terrible consequences, the bald man shrank his neck hastily and did not dare to speak casually.

"Although the young man just now couldn't produce any substantive evidence, what he said actually makes sense. You are still quite suspicious, so until the truth is found out, young man, just stay in the village honestly.

You’re not allowed to go either!”

The crew-cut policeman's eyes gradually became cold and stern. He looked at Zhang Fan and warned loudly.

"I understand, so I won't leave these days. I will live in Zhang Suya's house. If anything happens, you can come to me at any time!"

Zhang Fan was not too surprised by this. In fact, the flat-headed policeman's reminder was just a disguised way of telling him not to leave the village casually recently to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

He finally came to Zhangjia Village. If he is regarded as a murderer by the villagers in this matter, all his subsequent work to help Ma Xiuqin may become more difficult to carry out.

It has been less than two days since he returned to the Hell Maze, so he still has to wait patiently for the police to find out the truth.

Seeing that Zhang Fan's attitude was quite good, the flat-headed policeman immediately frowned and said: "Don't worry, our police will never wrongly accuse a good person, and of course... we will never let a bad person go!"

After he said this, he led another plainclothes policeman who looked younger and left.

They are now going to the village to learn about the deceased's life story and see if he had any grudges or offended anyone.

The process of investigating a case is very long and requires understanding many things in order to get some clues.

When the villagers saw that the two plainclothes policemen had left, they immediately dispersed. People had already died in the back mountain area. It was very unlucky and they would not wait until they could.

Soon the back mountain, which was originally bustling with people, became quiet again in the blink of an eye.

But Zhang Fan was not in a hurry to leave. He slowly came to the bottomless lake and looked down.

But inside the lake, it was turbid. In addition to the thick mud, there was only smelly green moss.

Zhang Fan stood by the lake and stared at it for a long time, and finally withdrew his gaze because he didn't find anything unusual.

This lake is very ordinary, nothing weird about it.

"Could it be that I'm overthinking it?"

Zhang Fan murmured in a low voice.

.......

When I returned to Zhang Suya's home, it was already past nine in the morning.

Zhang Fan described everything that happened in the back mountain to Ma Xiuqin, but he did not say anything about Liu Kun framed him.

Because he was afraid that Ma Xiuqin would worry, Zhang Fan could only hide it.

It's good now, because of this, he can't even leave the village now.

Not to mention taking Ma Xiuqin to the city for medical treatment and buying supplies such as food.

He can't go anywhere now, so he can only chat with Ma Xiuqin at home.

In this way, Zhang Fan and Ma Xiuqin chatted for nearly a day, until 18:00 in the afternoon, Ma Xiuqin had dinner and went to bed.

Zhang Fan sat on the bench in the yard, looking at the vast starry sky.

Not to mention, when you look at the night sky in the countryside, you can actually see the endless stars, but when you look in the city, you can't see anything.

Maybe it’s because the city at night is so bright with lights and feasting that even the stars in the night sky are obscured.

At this time, Zhang Fan seemed to be looking at the vastness of stars in the night sky, but in fact, he was distracted and thinking about other things.

In fact, he had a question in his head today, but he still didn't understand it.

He couldn't understand why Liu Kun would inexplicably frame him during the day. Looking at the other person's expression, it seemed as if he had some deep grudge against him.

By the way, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered something at this time. In the morning, he seemed to have heard from the villagers that Liu Kun seemed to be Aunt Wang's son.

If Liu Kun is Aunt Wang's son, then all the groundless conflicts and frame-ups can be explained away.

Last night, Aunt Wang came to the house with her grandson to collect a debt, but he gave him a lecture and finally ran away in despair. Aunt Wang couldn't bear to swallow this, so she asked Liu Kun to stand up and frame him during the day.

But in order to frame him well, something big might be needed to push Zhang Fan to the forefront, thereby arousing everyone's hostility and vigilance.

And the so-called big things must be the kind that can alarm the whole village. Ordinary things are not enough.

So, there was a death incident that happened today, and the person who died was not an ordinary person, but the son of the village chief.

The village chief's son died, which was a big event that could make the entire Zhangjia Village tremble.

If we follow this guess, then Liu Kun's family is highly suspected of committing the crime.

After thinking about this, Zhang Fan seemed to suddenly realize that in order to put himself to death, he even dared to kill the village chief's son. This was really an extraordinary courage.

This can be considered extremely brave.

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Fan also had some clues in his mind. It seemed that the breakthrough in the case would have to start from Liu Kun's family.

Zhang Fan let out a deep breath, stood up and walked towards the house.

He barely slept well last night, so he felt a bit tired now, so Zhang Fan decided to go to bed early tonight.

Zhang Fan was lying on the bed, and he couldn't help but think of the strange figure standing beside his bed last night, watching him.

What on earth was that thing? The mere appearance of it caused him to feel compulsory. This was really weird.

...

For a long time, Zhang Fan's eyelids trembled, and sleepiness soon came over him, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Time passed little by little.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly, Zhang Fan heard the harsh sound of a broken mirror ringing in his ears.

The next second, Zhang Fan suddenly woke up from his sleep and hurriedly sat up. He looked around nervously, but found nothing unusual.
To be continued...