19th century, July, 7 a.m., in the woods of a rural village in France.
A rural postman set out from the post office on time as usual.
He walked through the small town, passed the pasture, came to the riverside, and then walked along the river bank to the village. He is going to start delivering mail from there.
He walked quickly along this narrow river, and he was about to pass through a large forest.
Suddenly, he stopped suddenly. He was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Just 10 steps away in front of him, a little girl about 12 years old was lying naked.
She was stretched out her arms, her legs spread apart, and a pink handkerchief covered her face.
On the white thighs, a few blood stains are clearly visible.
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"This child is tired of playing, sleeping here? Isn't it possible?" the postman thought.
He looked closer and found that the child had no breath and she was dead.
"Sorry, go and call someone quickly! "
Post carrier Fei Fei also ran out of the woods. The first thing he thought of was to report to the village chief.
The village chief is a fat big man, nearly 40 years old.
Although his wife passed away half a year ago, it did not affect his life. He still held his fat belly every day, leisurely.
At this moment, he was sitting in his office, drinking coffee and stroking his round belly.
When he saw the postman running out of breath, he asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"
"I, me, I found a little girl dead in that big wood, which is within your jurisdiction." When the village chief heard this, his fat body bounced out of the chair, and his face turned red.
He stammered, "What... a little girl? Dead?"
"Yes! A little girl, she, she has nothing to wear, lying straight on the ground with blood on her thighs. She is dead, and she has no breath! Poor child!" The postman almost started crying as he spoke.
village chief pondered for a while, and said confidently: "It must be Xiao Luoke, it must be her. I bet. Someone told me just now that she didn't go home all night last night. Where did you find her?" The postman at
calmed down, and then told the village chief all the details he witnessed.
and said, "I'll take you to see it."
Unexpectedly, the village chief suddenly roared.
"No! I won't go! You will notify the forest ranger, village government secretary and doctor for me immediately. You don't have to worry about other things."
Postman felt very strange about the village chief's reaction, but he had to notify these people as he told him.
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After the postman left, the village chief came to the crime scene alone.
The hot weather in July has made the already obese village chief sweat profusely. He is the first person to arrive.
Then, the doctor came.
After carefully observing the girl's body, he gave a preliminary judgment that the girl was raped and then killed.
So, who killed the poor girl so cruelly? The murderer?
Village chief first guessed: "The only one who does this kind of thing is an outsider, a passerby, a homeless vagabond, etc. The people in our village will not do such things that are harmful to the world."
"Well, it makes sense. But there is another kind of possibility that people are more likely, that is, people without wives." The doctor said.
The village chief was a little embarrassed because he was just a man without a wife.
He didn't know how to answer, so he simply stopped talking.
Doctor felt a little abrupt, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Did you know this little girl have disappeared?"
"Yes. Her mother came to me at around 9 o'clock last night and said that little Roc had not returned home at 7 o'clock in the evening. We came out to search everywhere. After searching for a long time, but we didn't expect to come in the woods." The village chief replied.
"Do you smoke cigars ?" The doctor took out a box of cigars from his pocket and asked the village chief.
"Thank you, I don't want to smoke. I'm very sad to see the child die."
Then, he fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, a shrill cry made him tremble. It turned out that it was the girl's mother, who was rushing to the child and crying to death.
Doctor sympathized with this poor mother very much, and he kept comforting her.
The village chief suddenly sneezes loudly.
Then, he cried like the mother of the child. He choked and said, "This...this...this...damn beast, actually did such a thing...I...I...I really want to watch him go to the guillotine."
At some point, more and more people were watching the fun, and they surrounded them.
Suddenly, the village chief became irritable and shouted to the crowd: "Everyone will go away, go away! Whoever dares to step closer will I break his head."
Huh, and people quit a little like a tide.
Suddenly, the crowd started to stir.
" gendarmerie is here! The gendarmerie is here! Everyone hurry up and make way!" someone shouted.
looked at people's eyes and saw two military police coming from a distance.
Then, the acting prosecutor, the doctors and clerks of the court all arrived.
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People were discussing enthusiastically, as if they were participating in a grand event. Only the poor mother was holding the child's body and crying to death.
"Don't leave at noon, I'll treat you to lunch." The village chief said, and a sentence suddenly made everyone quiet.
Everyone showed joyful smiles on their faces.
Judge suddenly said to the village chief: "Can I have someone transport the body to your house and put it in a while? I'll send someone to transport it away tonight."
Village chief was a little at a loss. He looked embarrassed and stammered, "Okay. Oh, no...no...it's better not let the body enter my house..."
Judge smiled and said, "Understand, understand...I'll tell them to transport it away immediately for judicial inspection."
Then, people flocked to the village chief's house.
This lunch took a long time. People were eating and talking about the case, and everyone turned into a big detective.
Just as everyone was discussing it in full swing, the village chief came to the woods alone again.
He copied his hand behind him and walked slowly, until it was dark and he didn't go home alone.
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The next day, the judge came to the village chief.
told him good news that someone brought the shoes the girl wore when something happened to her house.
The judge also told the village chief: The person who gave the shoes should be the murderer. His actions showed that the murderer's conscience was touched.
Based on this, it can be inferred that the murderer is among the residents of the village.
Village chief clapped and said, "That's so great."
"Now, I need you to cooperate with me and provide me with a list of some suspicious people in the village." The judge said.
Village chief quickly listed the list.
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Unfortunately, the investigation work has been going on for a whole summer, and the murderer has not been found.
One day, after dinner. The village chief returned to his room alone and closed the door.
He began to look for something nervously everywhere.
Horror and nervousness made his fat face twitch.
Because he was going to see the pale face of the dead girl, Little Roc. Every night, Little Roc's soul would come to him.
At dusk that day, the hot summer had not yet dissipated.
The village chief came to the river alone, wanting to take a cool bath.
He saw a mature little girl bathing in the river from afar. She was Little Roc.
His bloodline was intensive and his beastly nature was very popular.
He rudely violated Little Roc.
Little Roc cried in pain, and the village elder was afraid that other villagers would hear the girl's crying.
He covered the girl's mouth, and the girl was still crying.
He grabbed her neck. After a while, the girl stopped crying, but she no longer breathed.
He left the girl and returned home in a panic.
At home, he is absent-minded.
In the night, he came to the river again and found the girl's shoes.
After the girl's body was found, he took advantage of the situation and wrote the girl's body at her door.
From then on, I went to the village chief’s house to look for him every night, and a pale face was facing him...
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Autumn is here, the fallen leaves are colorful and the ground is full of yellow flowers.
Little Roc's sexual assault case has not been solved yet.
One morning, people found a bloody corpse under the corner of the village chief's house, and his head had already broken on the rock.
The village chief committed suicide.
or above stories are adapted from the short story "Little Roc" by Maupassant , and are adapted from the real story. In the story of
, all the names of the characters are fake and the events are real.
Sometimes, novels are better than history.
British historian Carlisle once said: History, except for the name that is true, everything else is false; novels, except for the name that is false, everything else is true.
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