After going round the village, we realized that half of the villagers were named Qin. When asked if there were any families who recently held a funeral, one of the villager’s eyes wandered left and right before he insisted he didn't know and shut the door.

The Qin family were all relatives and close friends. They clearly knew something but refused to divulge any information.

After a round of questioning, the villagers had their guard up against us. Just as we were at our wits' end, I saw Bingxin crouching under a locust tree talking to a little boy who was sniffling. "Little one, answer a question and I’ll buy you some candy, alright?"

The little boy nodded and Bingxin proceeded to ask, "Do you know who recently had a death in the family?"

The little boy pointed to the big yard right in front of him. Bingxin rubbed his head and smiled. "Good boy!" Then, she handed him...