Needless to say, this idea doesn't work. Who would be stupid enough to close the doors and windows of your home and then turn on the gas to suffocate yourself to death?

We can only guess at the moment, and we have to wait for the gas to dissipate and enter the room to survey it before we can get the results.

With the An Jianwen incident, we consciously denied the "accident". The complete rule was that Liang Qingshan's accident led to gas poisoning.

Next, we waited for nearly an hour outside the door before the whistle of the ambulance sounded "Wow Wow Wow" and Liang Qingshan gradually improved a little, but inhaling too much gas made his voice hoarse enough to speak.

The village chief followed Liang Qingshan into the ambulance and went to the county hospital.

Not only the police car, but also Wen Rong and some police officers from the Criminal Police Team.

We told Wenrong about the situation, and Wenrong immediately brought people into Liang Qingshan's home.

At this time, the gas in Liang Qingshan's house also dissipated almost, and the three of us followed Wen Rong into Liang Qingshan's house.

Liang Qingshan's home is very simple. There is a coffee table in the main hall, with some leftover dishes on it. I think this coffee table usually serves as a dining table. There is a row of mahogany benches on both sides of the coffee table. Apart from that, there is no other thing in the main hall.

There were two rooms on the left and right of the main hall. We found that one room was the house where Liang Qingshan lived, and the other one was the house where Liang Qingshan usually cooked.

The gas leak comes from the house where Liang Qingshan usually cooks.

We made an opinion and asked Wenrong to lead someone to scan the fingerprints on the windows, doors and gas tanks.

Since someone deliberately closes the doors and windows, maybe the person will leave fingerprints.

Jiang Bing and I walked to the main hall alone. I glanced at the food buttoned on the coffee table. Then I took the food away and tried the temperature through the plate with my hands, and also identified the color of the food.

"The dish has no temperature. It depends on the color of the food. Liang Qingshan should be cooked during lunch. Liang Qingshan needs to use liquefied gas to cook. If he forgot to turn off the liquefied gas after cooking, he would also notice the gas leak during the process of washing dishes when he was eating and washing dishes. Obviously he did not notice it. It would be better to say that the gas did not leak." I took my hand back and said lightly: "If he noticed it, he would find the problem and turn off the gas. When we found that Liang Qingshan was already gas poisoned."

"When An Jianwen died, Liang Qingshan arrived with Yang Ziping. The time was around 2 o'clock in the afternoon. That is to say, Liang Qingshan was always with Yang Ziping before 2 o'clock. So if someone wanted to open the gas tank to kill Liang Qingshan, he would take action at the time when Liang Qingshan left home." Zhao Jiyou frowned and analyzed.

Jiang Bing nodded and said that Zhao Jiyou was right, and then asked Wenrong to send a police officer to Anyong Village Primary School to hand over Yang Ziping over.

I glanced at the ground from the beginning, squatted down and squeezed a little bit of the soil on the ground.

The floor of Liang Qingshan’s house is cement floor. When the cement floor is wet, it is easy to get dust. When it is not wet, the dust can easily disperse.

What I saw was that there was a long and wide distance from the bedroom of Liang Qingshan’s house to the living room.

I took off my coat and asked Jiang Bing to help me take it, and then walked into Liang Qingshan's bedroom. Zhao Jiyou and Jiang Bing didn't understand what I was going to do, so they followed in confusion.

The drag mark started from the location of Liang Qingshan's bed. I closed my eyes and saw Liang Qingshan crawling on the ground through the crack in the door.

I lay on the ground imitating Liang Qingshan's appearance and crawled forward with the power of my hands.

Jiang Bing and Zhao Jiyou were stunned for a moment, and Zhao Jiyou said to me helplessly: "You stand up quickly, don't embarrass you."

Jiang Bing understood what I meant, waved his hand and told Zhao Jiyou not to interrupt.

I supported myself with my hands and crawled forward, and just as I reached the main hall. I stopped as the place where the drag mark disappeared, and then slowly raised my head.

The moment I looked up, I saw the scene outside through the crack of the door.

The door of Liang Qingshan’s main hall faces the door of the yard. We found that the iron door of Liang Qingshan’s yard was slightly covered and not closed. So if we were at this angle, we could just pass through the two doors and see the people and things outside, and we were standing outside the iron door.

In other words, Liang Qingshan probably saw us in this place, and then rekindled the hope of survival and knocked on the door and called for help.

I stood up and patted the dust on my body and curled my lips at Zhao Jiyou, "What's so embarrassing about this? As long as I can figure out the case, it's okay to be a little sloppy?"

"Then have you figured it out?" Zhao Jiyou looked at me in confusion.

I:"……"

I had no time to pay attention to Zhao Jiyou and continued to pat the dust on my body. Jiang Bing looked at me thoughtfully: "Did you find something?"

"I really noticed it." I nodded, then took the coat from Jiang Bing and put it on her body. Then I pointed to the clearer traces of my body being dragged back and said: "When Liang Qingshan was poisoned, he rolled down from the bed and then climbed forward step by step. Because there was dust, the traces were clear, but these traces were shallower and deeper. That was because Liang Qingshan had disabled legs and could use them while using them.

Liang Qingshan dragged from the bedroom to the main hall, and then saw us standing at the door through the crack of the door, so he knocked loudly on the door and called for help."

"It's just that I don't understand a little." I frowned and puzzled.

Jiang Bing looked at me: "What?"

I walked back and forth in the room, raised my head and asked, "The gas is placed in the room on the right, and Liang Qingshan's bedroom is in the room on the left. In this case, what is Liang Qingshan doing when the gas floats into the room on the left? How could he find it so slowly?

When we found the trace, we concluded that Liang Qingshan rolled down from the boat directly. He rolled but did not leave, which means that the gas poisoning was very deep, at least it had reached a coma, so we had to walk unsteadily. But how did Liang Qingshan discover it at that time? Why didn’t he find it before?"

"Maybe he is sleeping?" Zhao Jiyou interrupted.

I was stunned for a moment and nodded. It was indeed very convincing to sleep.

Just at this time, the police who went to school to call Yang Ziping came over, and Yang Ziping was also following him.

Yang Ziping should have had a good relationship with Liang Qingshan before, so he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely when he came. As soon as he came, he asked us what happened.

I told Yang Ziping roughly the matter and told him not to worry that Liang Qingshan would be fine for the time being.

Yang Ziping nodded and came to his senses and looked at us in confusion: "Then what are you doing for me?"

"We think that the reason why Liang Qingshan was gas poisoned is likely to be murdered by others, so we came to you to find out the situation." I answered calmly.

"Planning... murder?" Yang Ziping was stunned for a moment, then wiped sweat with a tissue and said, "It may be true. Liang Qingshan is a man who is usually very careful and cannot forget to turn off the gas tank by himself."

"When something happened to An Jianwen, you said you were with Liang Qingshan. Can you tell me specifically about the time you were together?" I asked softly.

Yang Ziping nodded and told us with a serious expression: "Liang Qingshan and I have a good relationship. At 11:30 noon today, Liang Qingshan came to chat with me. We chatted until after two o'clock in the afternoon. At that time, Liang Qingshan told me that he was a little sleepy and wanted to go back to rest. I didn't stop him, so I let him go. But after leaving, Liang Qingshan suddenly returned. He told me that An Jianwen was dead, and we didn't dare to neglect and went to An Jianwen's house immediately. You all know what happened later..."

I locked my eyebrows and didn't say anything.

Yang Ziping said that Liang Qingshan was in trouble and wanted to go home to rest. Could it be that Liang Qingshan came back to rest and then gave the murderer the opportunity to create a seemingly peaceful murder?

"What happened to An Jianwen? Where did you go?" Jiang Bing asked.

Yang Ziping answered us calmly, "After something happened to An Jianwen, we comforted our brother and sister and left. The village chief was there at that time. After leaving, I went straight back to school, and Liang Qingshan seemed to have returned home. I was not very clear about what happened afterwards."

"Have Liang Qingshan performed any special behavior recently?" I asked casually.

Who knew that Yang Ziping told us with a surprised expression: "This one really exists!"

I was slightly stunned and asked Yang Ziping to speak.

Yang Ziping looked around carefully and looked at the feeling of being reluctant to speak, and we asked him to let go and say nothing.

After hesitating for a long time, Yang Ziping slowly spoke: "Liang Qingshan told me when he was chatting with me at noon today that he met a ghost yesterday!"

"Did you meet a ghost yesterday?" Zhao Jiyou's voice was a little surprised.

Yang Ziping nodded heavily: "I don't plan to say this. After all, one is the principal of the school and the other is the retired policeman. They are all people who cannot believe in supernatural rumors. What do others think when they say it? But I think the situation is not very good now, so I will tell you everything I know."

"Liang Qingshan came to see me at noon today. He told me nervously that he met a ghost last night. This matter was not a joke. If it was reported, our identities were destroyed, so I told Liang Qingshan not to talk nonsense.

But Liang Qingshan seemed to have suffered a big blow, constantly telling me that I had encountered a ghost, and that I was not another ghost."

"What does it mean if it's not another ghost?" I asked in confusion.

Yang Ziping squirmed his Adam's apple and told us.

"Liang Qingshan said he saw four teachers!"
Chapter completed!