Hours ago, the village here was in chaos. I don't know the specifics, but we'll discuss it when you arrive!"
"Alright, have everyone wait!"
I got up immediately, glanced at the sleeping Yu Ning, woke up Zhang Keying beside me, went downstairs, and left the hospital. I drove towards Yeshan Village without delay. I searched online casually and discovered that this village once had legends of Ra, the Egyptian god of light, and Osiris, the god of the underworld.
Ra, the god of the sun in ancient Egyptian mythology, was considered the sun at noon and the chief of the Ennead of Heliopolis.
Osiris was the god of the underworld in ancient Egyptian mythology, as well as the god of vegetation, agriculture, and fertility, and a member of the Ennead of Heliopolis. In life, he was an enlightened pharaoh who was tragically killed by his jealous brother, Set, the god of the desert. He was resurrected by Anubis through mummification.
This village was rumored to be a hiding place for the descendants of Osiris. I consulted a lot of information and learned about the general situation. When I told Zhang Keying, she acted as if she already knew and said, "Did they later become the rulers of the underworld and judges of death? He is the giver of civilization, the king of the underworld, who judges whether the deceased can attain eternal life? I've read this story before."
"It seems you read more than I do!"
"Just average. We should be there soon. Actually, this village has another name: 'Osiri Village.'"
"Yes, I saw that in the资料. Let's call it that then."
"Okay!"
Osiri Village felt rather interesting. Upon arrival, I heard a clamor from within the village. Many villagers were confronting the police, neither side giving way. The police officers were quite tense, almost drawing their weapons.
What was going on?
I listened intently and heard an old man shouting, "Why are you police interfering? I'm telling you, Osiris, the god of chaos (the god of the night), killed her! You insignificant humans must have desecrated the majesty of the god of the night, which is why he brought misfortune upon the Perseus family! Don't think we're afraid of you just because your family holds official positions in the village. We all know what the Perseus family has done over the years!"
"That's right! Perseus, this is your retribution, understand? Stop looking for the police!"
"You're talking nonsense! Do you really believe there are gods in this world? This is just an excuse for you to clear your names!"
"We need to clear our names? This is the will of Lord Osiris! You scoundrels, how dare you desecrate divine power!"
The old man in front of me was wearing a priest's robe, a silver cross around his neck, and a strange pointed hat adorned with bull horns. On his back was a chipped devil's wing. At first, seeing him, I thought he was filming a movie.
However, beside him stood a few strange figures dressed in priestly attire, resembling black and white impermanence. Each had a peculiar wheel-like object hanging behind them. Coupled with the uneven trees behind them, an altar, and...
It turned out there had indeed been a murder here. The victim was a woman, impaled on an iron pillar on the altar.
This iron pillar originated from the arm of a statue. As I looked at its appearance, I immediately recalled the deity I had researched earlier. Wasn't this Osiris, the god of the night?
The person died by his hand. It looked like divine punishment, though, of course, it was fake. No matter how much these villagers clamored, confirmed, or swore solemnly, I wouldn't believe it.
"What did you just say? Don't call the police? Heh, now that there's a murder, you tell me not to let the police intervene. Do you think that makes sense?" I approached the old man.
"Hmph, investigate if you want. Anyway, it's a case committed by a god, so you'll never find any evidence!"
I almost laughed. This old fellow kept talking about gods, but were there really any?
However, seeing his devout expression, I hesitated to argue. I then politely asked, "So, can we examine the body now?"
I had seen He Xin and others confronting these people earlier and knew they wouldn't allow us to work.
At this moment, the old man seemed to realize he couldn't resist any longer. Seeing our guns, if he said no again, we would surely point our weapons at them.
"Alright!" The old man had his accompanying priests step aside. I, along with Xie Chuchu and Zhang Keying present, picked up the forensic kit and went to the body. Meanwhile, Gao Mingqiang and Xia Hou were talking with Perseus, the old priest, and a few other priests, while some police officers were dealing with other villagers.
It was difficult to lift the female corpse from the Osiris statue. Our heights weren't sufficient. As we lowered the body, Xie Chuchu raised her scalpel and released a few of the victim's ribs, finally allowing us to place the body down.
The stone arm had pierced through the victim's chest, a gaping wound bleeding profusely. When the body hadn't been moved, the blood wasn't so exaggerated, but now I understood the horror. The blood seemed to be gushing from her mouth, unceasing. Zhang Keying quickly pressed it with hemostatic cotton, and it improved slightly after a while.
Since there were no hemostatic forceps at the scene, we had to make do. The victim was wearing a strange garment covered in countless drawn devil's wings. Some villagers explained that this was a sacrificial garment they offered to Osiris.
I immediately became furious: "Did you all do this?"
"No! We didn't offer this person. She had offended Osiris herself, causing her to be cursed and die!" a villager explained.
"Heh, you killed someone yourselves and deliberately blamed it on some deity. Do you think we'll believe that?"
"It's true! There wasn't! You can investigate if you don't believe me, none of us went near here!" another villager said.
Their expressions seemed normal, but there were no surveillance cameras, and the village was very remote. There was a valley not far away, through which I had driven in earlier.
There were footprints at the scene, but after comparing them with a steel ruler, they belonged to the victim herself.
There were fingerprint residues on the statue, but they also belonged to the victim.
It looked as if the victim had climbed up herself and then stabbed herself.
For some reason, encountering this situation, my mind immediately went to hypnosis.
However, I noticed a strange square stone beneath the statue. I crouched down to examine it. The stone seemed to have moved before. At this angle, it might have propelled the female victim onto the statue, but a stone wouldn't move without any external force.