It was a dusk morning, and a young old man took a rusty kitchen knife and cut the panting dead man. The policeman took a pistol without a trigger.

I have another version: one evening morning, a young old man hacked to death a pregnant woman with a kitchen knife that couldn't even cut tofu. The blind saw it, the blind told the deaf, and the deaf told the lame. The lame man ran to the police station at the speed of 100 km per second and told the police who really drank and played cards that the police were holding an old police dog and wanted to drive it to scrap.