Chapter 5: New Year (1)

He has seen many dead bodies in his life, all kinds of deaths, some innocent and innocent, some full of evil, some generous and humble and cowardly... He has learned to face these many deaths calmly, just as the adults said, only treating them as clues to the investigation, and not investing in human emotions. But today, for some reason, when Li Yuanfang faced the corpse of Chen Tingfang, his heart suddenly surged, neither surprised nor doubt, but a pleasure that surprised him. It seems that he has been looking forward to seeing this person's death for a long time. Dead in front of himself, the more shameful death, the better, the more satisfying it can make him feel deep in his heart...

A Jun behind him was asking anxiously: "Mr. Li, what's wrong with me, my father?" Li Yuanfang turned around and replied dullly: "Miss A Jun, Old Man Shen is dead." A Jun's eyes suddenly widened, as if they could not believe Li Yuanfang's words for a moment. She carefully observed Li Yuanfang's expression and finally understood that the other party was stating a definite fact. Tears slowly surged in his eyes, took a step forward, and said softly: "Mr. Li, let me go in and take a look."

Li Yuanfang moved his body slightly to the side and let Ajun go to the door. Ajun stood at the door, staring at his father's body for a while, without screaming or crying, but slowly leaned on the eaves of the door, tears flowed down quietly, muttering to himself: "Dad, Dad, you finally have this day..." She raised her hand to wipe away the tears, and walked into the house, but Li Yuanfang reached out to block it.

Li Yuanfang whispered: "Ajun, if you trust me, stay outside. I'll go in and check it out first." Ajun looked at Li Yuanfang's face with tears inquiring eyes, and finally nodded.

Li Yuanfang was about to step into the house, when a chaotic noise suddenly came from the east wing of the front yard. Then Han Bin shouted: "Sister Ajun! Brother! Old lady is awake, oh!" With a "bang", something seemed to hit the ground. Li Yuanfang and Ajun couldn't help but look at each other, and looked at the front yard nervously. The noise in the east wing became louder and louder. Han Bin kept shouting: "Brother! Sister! Come quickly! Ah, old lady, where are you going?!"

Li Yuanfang looked down at A Jun's face, and tried to discuss it gently, "A Jun, can you go ahead and see? I'll stay here." A Jun bit her lip, her face turned pale, but she nodded and said in a very low voice: "Okay, Mr. Li, I'll leave it all here to you." As she said that, she turned around and hurriedly walked towards the front yard.

Li Yuanfang watched A Jun turn around the main hall, then turned around again and walked into Chen Tingfang's room. This main room was divided into three rooms, with a desk and a chair in the middle. There were long and narrow strips under the back wall, and two rows of bookcases leaning against the walls on both sides. The layout should be Chen Tingfang's study. There were also blue linen curtains hanging on each side of the walls on both sides, which led to the side rooms on both sides.

Li Yuanfang stood in the middle of the study and looked around. There was nothing on the white and gray wall. A gloomy and desolate smell oozed out from the blank space. The candle lamp on the desk lay down horizontally, and the candle oil flowed to the table, dyeing a few pieces of paper on the table mottled. In addition, the pen holders, inkstones, water tanks and other stationery utensils on the table were also everywhere. Several books and volumes were spread out randomly or hanged on the side of the table. There were many books scattered on the ground, and they were filthy with obvious footprints.

Li Yuanfang withdrew his gaze, squatted down, and carefully observed the body lying in front of him. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the cheek of the deceased. He could still feel the faint elasticity and temperature, which meant that he had just died soon. Chen Tingfang's entire face turned black and purple, and the bumps and potholes on his face became increasingly swollen, which squeezed his facial features into one place. His eyes rolled up, and the white whites were all congested into red, his mouth was wide open, and white mouth foam flowed from the corner of his mouth to the under his jaw, and his gray beard was chaotic around his mouth. Li Yuanfang stared at this face for a long time, and for a moment, he was a little confused and didn't know what he was thinking. He just felt dizzy, his chest was surging, and he was almost vomiting out in disgust.

Someone at the door was shouting, "Brother Li, what's going on?" Li Yuanfang turned around and saw Mei Yingchun's big figure blocking the door, and immediately blocked half of the morning light. Li Yuanfang called out, "Brother Mei, you're here just in time. Chen Ting is let go to death." Mei Yingchun hurried into the door, came to Li Yuanfang, and squatted beside the corpse.

Li Yuanfang asked, "Brother Mei, how did you come here?" Mei Yingchun looked up and down, left and right at the death of Chen Tingfang, and replied, "The aunt we rescued yesterday woke up early in the morning, and shouted to find some son, and she was desperately trying to get out of bed and leave. But she was weak. After the ice water soaked yesterday, her hands and feet were also frostbite, and she couldn't take any steps. She fell down as soon as she got off the ground. Bin'er couldn't stop her, so she jumped and shouted there, awakening Brother Di and me." Li Yuanfang nodded: "I heard it here just now, so let Miss Ajun go first."

Mei Yingchun frowned and said, "Yes. Brother Di and I just went to the east wing to settle the aunt. A Jun also came over and helped the aunt to the bed again. She tried her best to comfort her and advised her to take care of her illness first. But I saw that A Jun's expression was wrong and asked her what was going on. She told me that something happened to Chen Ting Hang, and I rushed over." Li Yuanfang nodded: "I met A Jun while walking in the yard early this morning. She said she wanted to serve Chen Ting Hang. We came over together and found that Chen Ting Hang was dead."

Mei Yingchun asked, "Brother Li, are you already checking the body? But what clues can be seen?" Li Yuanfang pointed to Chen Tingfang's face: "Look, his face was twisted like this, as if he had seen something that made him feel extremely scared, and the black purple face and the white foam on his mouth were all caused by excessive fright." Mei Yingchun pursed her lips tightly and nodded repeatedly. The two of them looked at Chen Tingfang's body together, and saw his hands were clasped, cramping and stiffening in front of his body. There were several blood holes in his chest and abdomen. The blood that emerged dyed the gray cloth robe he was wearing scarlet, emitting a suffocating smell of blood.
Chapter completed!