Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Human Skin Bomb

In the early 1950s, just after the founding of New China, the society was still in the transitional period of military control, and the military was responsible for security matters. Although there was a public security bureau, most of the public security scouts were from the military, such as Lao Liang. He is not familiar enough with the situation in the city and the cases to be solved. He heard some comments about Master Guo in the society, and felt that this problem was not a small one. He specifically asked Master Guo to talk about this matter, but the two had different ideas, so they couldn't say anything. to a piece.

Lao Liang was serious, and repeatedly emphasized that the case of Hedi Radio was solved quickly, first of all, it depends on the domestic revolutionary situation, second, the leadership of the superiors is well-directed, and finally, the public security organs put in a lot of effort, but it must not be attributed to cause and effect. Superstitious reasons such as retribution and the nickname "river god" are not good. Master Guo never dared to let everyone call him the "God of the River". It would be unlucky to mention this title. ears, thinking: "I will listen to what you say, and I will leave after you finish speaking."

By the time Lao Liang finished nagging, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. It was getting dark late in summer, and it was still light at this time. It was time for dinner. Master Guo and Ding Mao squatted under the railway bridge for several days. I have endured hardships and troubles, and finally solved the case. I wanted to eat fried belly, which was considered a reward, so I didn’t go to the cafeteria to eat a big stove. The so-called fried belly is fried lamb belly. , use sheep tripe to process into "ban tripe, tripe gourd, tripe pill, tripe mushroom, tripe kernel" and so on. In addition to the fresh tripe, the effort is all in the word "explosion". It must be exploded just right, fragrant and delicious. Crisp, those who know how to eat will burst their stomachs, and always drink two taels.

The two of them rode their bicycles to Nanda Temple. Nanda Temple is a mosque. There is an inconspicuous halal restaurant deep in the alley. Before liberation, it sold fried belly and various Muslim snacks. At the beginning, there were only five and a half tables in the store, and one chef and one clerk took care of the business. Despite such a small restaurant, it has been in business for hundreds of years. In the early days of liberation, there was a shortage of supplies. Ding Mao asked: "Brother, what did Lao Liang ask you for so late?" Master Guo said: "I can't understand what he said." Ding Mao said: "Then Don't think too much about it, today's fried belly is not bad, it seems that everything tastes delicious when you are hungry." Master Guo said: "Feng, this is wrong, in his old age, Prince Qing who lived in the city of Beijing had to make a special trip Come here to eat water." Ding Mao didn't believe it: "Will the prince eat this stuff?" Master Guo said: "Why don't you eat it? What do you think is eaten in the palace?" Ding Mao said: "I don't have that knowledge, second brother you Do you know?" Master Guo said, "I have an old neighbor who knows how to punch back, and I once worked as a guard in Prince Qing's mansion, I heard from him." Ding Mao was very curious about this, and asked, "Brother, what do you want?" Let me tell you, how does the prince eat?"

Master Guo said: "Brother, the meal in the palace is different from that of our ordinary people. The prince has five meals a day. When he gets up in the morning, he will practice swords first. After practicing, he will go to the study to eat breakfast, such as horseshoe pancakes, fried fruits, and fried candies. , screw turn, round-grained rice porridge, small crystal buns stuffed with rock sugar, oily pork skin, some are bought on the street, and some are made in the house.” Ding Mao said: "It turns out that the prince eats these breakfasts in the morning, what will he eat at noon?"

Master Guo said: "Lunch at noon is nothing more than pasta and rice. It should be separated from the dinner of the day. You can't eat too much. The meal is six plates, eight bowls and two soups. This is hot, and there are four small cold meats. Small tripe with pine nuts, beef and mutton sauce, etc., as things to drink, sometimes boiled white meat and broth rice, when it is cold, eat mutton hot pot, around four o'clock in the afternoon, the prince wakes up, and eats in the afternoon Dessert, noodle tea, tea soup, bean juice, hot noodle steamed dumplings, smoked fish fire, Sanzi, crispy, sugar twist, cake, jelly, no trouble, just eat a couple of bites, if you catch up with friends in the house, this meal It’s much more particular, at least two dry, two honey and four cold meats, a large bowl of rock sugar lotus seeds, and four pastry dishes are fried hazelnut sauce, fried sweet-scented osmanthus meat, shredded chicken stewed with peas, and stewed three delicacies. Pleated buns to eat."

Ding Mao said: "My lord really knows how to eat, what's the plan for the meal tonight?" Master Guo said: "Dinner is the same as midday meal, but the staple food is different. I have supper around eleven o'clock at night, and I can make up for it at will. Wontons, flower rolls, fried tripe, and sugar triangles are served with cold meats stored in an ice bucket. After eating this late-night supper, the servant brought a cup of freshly brewed lobster slices and drank a few sips. There is a book to revise, but there is no book to rest. In addition to eating fried belly, Prince Qing often goes to the Shaguo Jubairou restaurant every now and then. In the former Qing Dynasty, whole animals were used to worship the gods, and they were boiled in a large casserole. It was called sacrificial meat. During the Qianlong period, this craft was passed down to the people. A master used a large casserole to cook white meat in Wagang City. The casserole can best preserve the meat. The original taste, and the high-ranking officials and dignitaries, down to the peddlers, without exception, think that it is a great blessing to eat a bite of sacrificial meat. Therefore, the casserole meat in this white meat restaurant sells as much as it makes every day. Dude, I cook boiled pork every night, sell it in the morning, and it will be sold out before noon, and once it is sold out, it will be closed under the guise of Shaguoju, so it is said that the pretense of Shaguoju is out of date."

Since the liberation of the whole country in 1949, Master Guo and Ding Mao were not allowed to do paper work, and there was no reward for salvaging corpses in the Haihe River, let alone the opportunity to eat and drink for a big funeral. It's about to die, talking about the food and drink in the palace, imagining this ordinary belly belly as eight big bowls and four cold meats, this is called enjoying a blessing and suffering. After eight o'clock in the evening, many people were already sitting in the small restaurant. What they were talking about was the "human skin bomb" that was spread all over the streets and alleys at that time.

At that time, there were countless rumors of this kind. It generally said that there was a bridge on the Yangtze River, and soldiers from the People’s Liberation Army were on duty every night. I was about to give birth, and I was in a hurry to cross the bridge to the hospital. The soldiers of the People's Liberation Army kindly helped this person, carried the pregnant woman on his back, and ran across the bridge. There was still a smell of gunpowder, and the soldiers of the PLA suddenly realized that it was a spy who hit the explosives in the belly of a female corpse, pretending to send a pregnant woman across the river, and wanted to blow up the bridge. Jumped off the bridge, and finally kept the bridge safe at the critical moment.

Hearing the ridiculousness, Ding Mao said to those people: "Old people, I have never seen what the bridge over the Yangtze River looks like, but the Yangtze River must be much wider than our Haihe River, and the bridge must be bigger. How much explosives can a female corpse hold in its stomach to blow up such a big bridge? Besides, the soldier was tired of his job and found that the female corpse’s belly was full of explosives, so he just threw it off the bridge. Why bother to jump with the female corpse in his arms? Go down? Isn't this full of food?" The people who ate their stomachs in the small restaurant nodded and said yes, and an idler said: "What Ding Ye said is very true, this is just a nonsense. As far as I know, the human skin bomb did not appear on the Yangtze River Bridge at all. In fact, this happened in Beihai Park. It happened to be a holiday that day. There were a lot of people in the park. A beautiful woman in white was sitting on a bench with long hair and shawls. She sat motionless on the bench with her head down, as if she was asleep. There were so many people coming and going, she didn't wake up. At that time, a child kicked the ball on the beauty's head, but the woman still didn't move at all. A police officer happened to see it and realized that something was wrong, so he pushed the beauty in white. It was found that the dead body was out of breath, and the sound of the clock was heard from the stomach of the dead body. It turned out that the internal organs of the female body had been emptied, filled with high explosives, and placed in a pose in the park. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, and the time bomb had not yet detonated. The public security comrade was quick to think and pushed the female corpse into the lake in the park, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable with so many people in the park."

These people talk about each other, and they talk about "human skin bombs". All the words are as if they have seen it with their own eyes. Those baseless rumors and rumors in the society come from this without exception. Master Guo listened to these people talking about it for a long time. Maodeng got in the car and walked home. He told Ding Mao: "You will be on duty early tomorrow morning. Go back to sleep first. I will go around and buy two donkeys. Your sister-in-law is not in good health these days and can't eat. Give them to her." Buy two donkeys for a change." Ding Mao said: "Brother, you still feel sorry for my sister-in-law, so I'll go back first, and you should pay attention to yourself in the middle of the night." The two separated at the intersection. Master Guo went to buy donkey rolls. The name of this thing is very strange. It is actually a bean noodle cake made of soybean noodles. After it is formed, it needs to be rolled in the soybean flour, just like a live donkey rolling in the field to raise dust, so it got its name. Nowadays, most people only know the common name of the donkey rolling, but they don’t know the correct name of the bean noodle cake. To be the master of the donkey rolling, I also know Master Guo very well. He went to the master’s house to buy a few, and rode back on the handlebar. It’s no coincidence. If he doesn’t buy this donkey, he won’t go back and forth. Home, if it is not a detour to go home, nothing will happen. It was between ten o'clock and eleven o'clock at night. Master Guo rode his bicycle to Jintang Bridge, and saw a man pushing a tricycle coming from the opposite side. He was in his forties pushing a tricycle. It was dark and he couldn't see what clothes he was wearing. , Before meeting Master Guo, it was normal for this person to walk all the way on three wheels, but when he came close, he suddenly became very strenuous, wheezing and breathing heavily, which was strange, one did not go uphill, and the other did not pass through hurdles. He gritted his teeth and kicked the ground on the Jintang Bridge, exerting all his strength, but the tricycle didn't move forward at all. If we put it in a superstitious way, it seemed that there was a ghost behind it. As early as the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, after leaving the east gate, there was an east pontoon bridge on the Haihe River. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, a permanent steel girder bridge was built, and there were also concrete bridge piers underneath. Trams could pass on the steel bridge, and large ships passed by on the Haihe River. At that time, the steel bridge could be opened and closed by electricity, and the whole bridge was so strong that it was as solid as gold soup, so it was named Jintang bridge. At the end, the government organized civilians to dig the mud on the river bed, and finally dug out two white iron buckets. When they were opened, there was a dead man in the iron bucket. They sank to the bottom of the river to destroy the corpses. The police used the iron bucket and the clothes on the corpses as clues to solve a murder that happened more than ten years ago. , no one will ever find these two tin barrels containing the body parts. People say that the severe drought in the sky made the grievances of the dead ghosts at the bottom of the river come to light. He has seen it with his own eyes, and he can remember it every time he passes Jintang Bridge. In the early 1950s, unlike today’s street lights that are lit all night, there is no power supply on the bridge at 11 o’clock in the middle of the night, the shadow of the moon is dim, and the bridge is wide. A person pushing a tricycle came from the opposite side, and the tricycle in the middle of Jintang Bridge suddenly couldn’t move. up. Seeing that the opponent was pushing hard, Master Guo asked, "Do you need any help?" The man dropped the tricycle and ran away as soon as he heard his words.Master Guo wanted to chase after him, but he found a ball of things on the three wheels, which was covered by a straw mat, exuding a strong bloody smell, attracting many flies to buzz around. He was taken aback, thinking that there was a dead body under the straw mat, but when he opened it up, he saw several dead dogs, and thought to himself, isn't this strange? Why are you afraid that people will bump into the dead dogs being pulled by a tricycle?Lifting off the straw mat on the tricycle, seeing those dead dogs with swollen stomachs, and touching the hard ones with their hands, it was obviously full of things, and immediately remembered the human skin bomb that I heard in the belly explosion restaurant, it was an attempt to blow up the bridge ? At this time, a patrolling troop passed by. Master Guo called the soldiers to help, and hurriedly transferred the explosives contained in the dead dog's stomach. It turned out that there was no explosives in the dead dog, and it was filled with soot. After further investigation, a case was solved. He was a coal puller before the liberation. When the People's Liberation Army attacked Tianjin, he took advantage of the heavy bombardment and broke open a tobacco shop on the street. He didn't find any money when he went in. He only stole a few boxes of tobacco ointment. In the past few years, I have been burying the tobacco soil behind my house, and I went to the countryside to find a buyer. The opium cream can relieve pain. For example, if I have a terminal illness such as bone cancer, the pain is so painful that I want to die, so I need the opium ointment to calm the pain. In the countryside, some peasants in the countryside heard that coal was available in stock, and they were willing to pay for it, but smoked soil paste is a contraband, and they couldn't get it out of the city. One day, the coal puller thought of a way to get a few wild dogs and strangle them to death. Afterwards, the internal organs were removed, the smoke was stuffed into the dog's stomach, and the dog was pushed on a tricycle, pretending to be a dead dog sent to the butcher shop. He wanted to take advantage of the darkness to pass the inspection and transport it to the countryside. Unexpectedly, the chain of the tricycle got stuck when crossing the bridge. When Master Guo asked him if he needed any help, that person was also timid and threw down the three rounds and ran away. Otherwise, it would not be discovered that this coal puller not only seemed to be smuggling smoke, but he was actually carrying someone on his back. homicide. The public security personnel went to the house where the coal was pulled to dig out the remaining smoke and soil. A neighbor who lived nearby reported that the couple who pulled the coal lived in a hut in a very remote dead end. The place was in Catfish Nest. Most of them are coolies at the bottom of the society. They live a poor life pulling coal. They don’t need to pull coal anymore when they have money. The smell of meat. The residents in that area are all poor people, so poor that they can’t even drink porridge. The most affluent family in the catfish nest is willing to buy a piece of meat the size of a finger during the holidays. After buying dumplings, the whole family made dumplings, so they were very sensitive to the smell of stewed meat. Everyone wondered how much money a coolie pulling coal could make a month, why he always ate stewed meat, and it was only in the middle of the night? The neighbors heard that this coal puller would use wild dogs. They thought that the stew was probably dog ​​meat, and they were afraid that the neighbors would bump into them and share a bite, so they were so sneaky. The old neighbors in the old street have been worried about this until some police officers came to pull coal. A few good neighbors reported on the stolen cigarettes and soil from the family. The police felt that something was wrong, and went back to interrogate the couple who pulled the coal. The first trial fully explained. It turned out that before liberation, the couple ate people. At that time, the work of pulling coal was dirty and heavy, and it could make people vomit blood. , if there is any other way to make a living, they will not do this business. Not only use carts to pull coal, but also have to be carried to the door for people to carry baskets to the door and stack them neatly. One day, the blackness in front of my eyes and my head fell to the ground, and this life was thrown away. One year, there was a great famine, and all the bark in the countryside was eaten up, and there was nowhere to trap wild dogs. His eyeballs turned blue. One day, he passed the rotor house. The rotor house was not far from the catfish nest. They were all in the area of ​​Qiandezhuang. Pulling the ground row, carrying the big ones, willing to go to the river dam with coolies; strolling in Qiandezhuang, digging out to eat and drink are all pawns; Use a stick to poke; if you want to smoke, there is sawdust; if you want to drink water, there is a stinky river." The words are so vivid that it is enough to imagine the poverty of the Meiyuwo rotor house, especially the rotor house. There are several small alleys in circles. Most of the houses are low and simple. They are from the rivers and lakes, and many human traffickers also live here. Usually, the people they kidnap from the ground, children are sold to theater troupes, women are sold to kilns, and they are all traded in the rotor housing area. Selling one's own son, this child is very handsome and fair, he is too hungry to survive in famine years, and he plans to entrust his middleman to sell him to a well-known opera troupe in the city to learn opera, which is not only a way to survive, but maybe he will be able to survive in the future. There is a chance to get ahead. The country woman has never been to the city. I heard that selling children and selling girls will go to the rotor house. I asked all the way to find it. When he had evil thoughts, he pretended to be kind, saying that he wanted to take the child to eat something because he felt sorry for the child. The woman believed it and asked the child to go with him. He knocked down the child with a pickaxe, wrapped the body and threw it on the tricycle pulling coal, buried it with coal ash, pulled it home and told his wife that it was a dead child picked up on the road, and then took the child Wash off the soot on the body, chop off the head, foot, and hands, light a fire in the middle of the night, and stew the flesh, bones, and internal organs in a pot. The wife who pulls the coal is watching, and she is so frightened that she is so frightened that she dare not eat people even if she starves to death. But as soon as they smelled the smell of meat, they didn't care about being afraid. They didn't expect human flesh to be so fragrant. The couple ate up the child that night, thinking that all the neighbors in the neighborhood were asleep at this time. It was so far away, everyone around could smell it. I heard that the country woman who lost her son was narrow-minded. She learned that the child was abducted. Drifter. Everything has one thing and two things. Since the beginning, the couple who pulled coal went out to steal children when they couldn't bear the hunger anymore. They didn't dare to commit crimes nearby. They went to the suburbs and became addicted to cannibalism. It wasn't a famine. I also thought about cannibalism in the past year. I don’t know how many children were brought to the house by this tricycle to eat. The skulls, hairs and clothes were all buried in the house. People were all surprised, they didn't expect such a horrific case to be brought up. Later, the couple who pulled coal were all sentenced to be shot, and they deserved it. The case solved in 1953, the real situation is basically like this, but nothing can stand up to spread, everything changed within a few days after the spread, the streets and alleys say that Master Guo broke the human skin bomb case, that car The tricycle loaded the corpses of several children with explosives inside. He was going to blow up the bridge on the Haihe River, so he caught him. After the liberation, no one mentioned the word "river god" anymore, but within a few days, he The two major cases of the river bottom radio station and the human skin bomb were broken, and the title of "river god" was spread all over again. Master Guo knew that he was not far from bad luck. As for why the tricycle suddenly stopped moving on the Jintang Bridge that night, I still can’t explain what happened to this day. The common people generally believe that the tricycle that pulls coal has loaded too many children who died unjustly, and God can’t see it. Going down, there must be a ghost dragging the car, asking the river god Guo Deyou to avenge the wronged person, or why can't others run into such a thing, and let him run into it?Although the water police seldom participated in solving cases, the few cases solved in the summer of 1953 were more or less related to Master Guo. Not long after the two big cases of Hedi radio station and human skin bomb were solved, Master Guo rescued a drowning man in the Haihe River. A few days later, Lao Liang talked to him and said that he wanted to claim credit for him. Master Guo understood that there were some things that he could not say anymore, and he was worried that he would lose his words. At first, Lao Liang asked him a question and he answered him. god"? Master Guo couldn't evade it, so he had to say: "In the old days, the masters of the river patrol team would judge by looking at the smoke. When salvaging floating corpses, they would light a cigarette by the river first. You don't have to look at the dead corpse, just look at how the cigarette was burned. You can see if there is any grievance, such as whether it was a violent death or a wronged death. These can be seen from the soot. The way to watch the smoke is too clever. Not many people would know it back then, and even less now. In the past, the old masters of the river patrol team would still call out ghosts. For example, if someone fell into the river and drowned, but the dead body did not float to the surface of the river, and the corpse rescue team went into the water to search for it but could not find it, then they had to find the family members and let the family members name the deceased. The surname, date of birth and address of the zodiac sign are all written on the yellow paper, and then the master of the corpse rescue team is invited to come and call out the ghost, and burn the paper while calling out the soul. It is said that the sunken corpse at the bottom of the river will surface by itself when it hears the call. The age-old alchemy has been passed down miraculously among the people, so the leader of the corpse-hunting team often has the title of River God." Lao Liang couldn't help shaking his head after listening: "It's too superstitious to watch the smoke and call the ghost by the river, why do you still believe it?" Master Guo said: "It's not all superstition. The means of solving crimes in the old society were limited. In the past, corpse hunting teams did have some weird methods for solving crimes. Ordinary people passed them around without knowing it. It is an indigenous method that has been accumulated little by little by generations of people." Lao Liang said: "That's true. There are countless ditches and puddles at the lower tip of the Nine Rivers. The corpse rescue team has been salvaging floating corpses in these rivers for two hundred years. They must have passed down a lot of experience. Lao Guo, you and I Tell me, what is it like to judge injustice by looking at cigarettes? You can see grievances by smoking a cigarette?" Master Guo didn't want to tell the truth, so he evaded: "I've only heard about it, and it's better to learn it than to listen, and it's better to cut it than to make a circle." Lao Liang questioned to no avail, and said, "I have to tell you, this is a new society, and the corpse-hunting team has also been changed to the water police, so it's not appropriate to talk about superstitions like ghosts and gods, and I wanted to give you some credit." , but the influence of the name "Heshen" is very bad, and our public security agency is not a water park in Liangshan, so what's the use of nicknames?" Master Guo himself also understands that he can't mention the nickname of the River God. It would be bad luck if he mentions it. Ordinary people can't bear this kind of title. People are going to be unlucky, especially easy to see things that are usually invisible.