Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 178 Find a sledgehammer to break the wall
Tear off the seal and push the door open.

When you enter, you will see a patio with a layer of moss on the ground, and in front of you is the main room with a musty smell.

If the house is uninhabited, it will soon become moldy, not to mention that no one has been here for two years.

Yang Qian did not go in, but stood in the patio and looked around. After a moment, he asked Feng Song to recall the situation when he first entered the house.

"It was my turn to be on duty the night before, so when the Yamen received the report in the early morning, they saw that someone from our Patrol Division was in trouble and assigned him to my side directly.

I came here with three yamen runners. As soon as I entered the door, I saw the Yun family's handyman Chen Bo lying in the courtyard, about one step to the right of where you are standing now."

Hearing this, Yang Qian turned his head and looked over. There was an open space about one step away, but there was a circle of obvious marks on the ground, as if left by a flower pot or a large potted plant.

Feng Song continued: "By then, Uncle Chen was already dead. The fatal wound was in his back, where the stab wound had penetrated his heart and killed him."

"What method?"

"I can't tell. It looks like a spear, but the wounds and the damage to the clothes don't look like that. They look rougher, and even a little torn."

"There are lacerations after the stabbing? Why can't we see this at all in the file?" Yang Qian squatted down and looked around, picking out the differences between Feng Song's words and the file.

"The file was taken later when Xiao Yun recruited people to fill the position. I haven't seen it." Feng Song's words showed helplessness and resentment.

Yang Qian could see that Feng Song and Ma Dayuan should have a lot to talk about with Xiao Yun, but now was not the time to ask.

Following Yang Qian's footsteps, Feng Song continued as he walked inside: "A vase was broken in the main room, and Yun Dingpeng's wife and two young sons were lying here. Like Uncle Chen in the courtyard, their fatal injuries were stabbing wounds, and there were obvious lacerations.

I have been looking for clues in this regard for the past two years, but I have not found any murder weapon that could cause such a strange wound."

Yang Qian said nothing and stood in the main room and watched for a while.

Two years later, the situation here is no longer what it was then, and even the furnishings in the house are very different from what Feng Song described. For example, the broken vase mentioned by Feng Song is nowhere to be found here, not even the broken pieces, and even the shelf where the vase was placed is nowhere to be found.

Apart from a musty smell, the whole room even looked somewhat tidy.

"Is the city so safe? There are no thieves who break into empty houses like this? I think these furnitures are worth quite a bit of money."

"Tsk, Your Excellency doesn't know, this case is Xiao Yun's case. No thieves dare to come to the place he sealed. It's more effective than the seals in our government office. Look, it's been two years, not only are the things still here, even some of the originally damaged furniture has restored itself." Feng Song's words were full of sarcasm.

"So, even though Xiao Yun is dead, his influence is still there? Hey, it seems that Xiao Yun still has some deterrent power."

"What a bullshit deterrent." Ma Dayuan on the side was very unhappy when he heard Yang Qian's words, but he swallowed the sentence halfway through, with an indignant look on his face but he didn't say anything else.

Yang Qian glanced at Ma Dayuan but did not ask any further questions. He already knew that Ma Dayuan and other low-level detectives should also be aware of the power behind Xiao Yun, but they were very wary and did not dare to bring up these topics with him for the time being.

As we walked further back, the place looked even more dilapidated.

The entire backyard was half burned down, and several bedrooms were completely burned down. Only the courtyard wall was still standing, and the inside was in ruins. "The bodies of Yun Dingpeng and his mother and father were found in this courtyard.

The fire started the day after the crime. It happened to burn down the bedroom in the backyard, which was originally the place with the most clues.”

"What did the body look like when it was found?"

"Yun Dingpeng was stabbed in the chest, and his elderly parents were stabbed in the sides and backs. The wounds were just as strange as those of the bodies mentioned above."

"So, the victims of the Yun family were all conscious, and even showed obvious signs of wanting to escape. So it wasn't an assassination, but an attack, and it started from this backyard. Right?"

"Yes sir."

Yang Qian nodded. There was actually nothing interesting to see at this point. In fact, it was much better than Yang Qian thought. He thought this place would be burned to ashes. Unexpectedly, half of it was burned, and the other half was left, and they even did a targeted "cleaning".

This seems smart, but is actually stupid.

Maybe he was trying to take all aspects into consideration? That's why he handled the aftermath so strangely? Yang Qian thought to himself.

"Ma Dayuan, tell us about the visit you were in charge of before. What did you find there?" Yang Qian stood in the ruins in the backyard and looked around, his eyes lingering on some corners from time to time, while asking Ma Dayuan.

"Sir, although Yun Dingpeng usually has a bad temper, he is a very good person. He gets along well with his colleagues in the police station. He also gets along well with his neighbors. He has almost never argued with anyone, let alone made enemies with anyone.

After the visit, it was found that the Yun family was peaceful for a month before the incident. The only suspicious point was that Uncle Chen's son recalled that his father mentioned it during dinner two days ago, saying that Yun Dingpeng often stayed up late in the study recently, and said that he wanted to prepare two doses of nourishing and refreshing medicinal tea for Yun Dingpeng.

Apart from that, there was no disturbance. Even when the incident happened, the residents nearby did not hear any unusual noises.”

Yang Qian turned his head and looked at Ma Dayuan, saying, "You didn't hear any unusual noise? Are you sure?"

The attack was not an assassination, and there were obvious signs of escape, so how could there be no unusual noise? Could it be that the old and young of the Yun family could not resist the murderer and did not even know to call for help?

Ma Dayuan shook his head and said, "Yes, all the neighbors said they didn't hear any unusual noises at the time. Even the dogs at home didn't make any noise that night."

"This enemy's methods are extraordinary! Who do you think wants Yun Dingpeng's life?"

Ma Dayuan nodded and said, "Sir, you know that in our line of work, it doesn't mean that you have no enemies just because you are a good person. When you are handling a case, there will always be people who wish you dead. Yun Dingpeng will be wiped out, and I think it has something to do with the case he was handling at the time!"

Feng Song, who was standing by, winked at Ma Dayuan several times, as if he didn't want Ma Dayuan to say too much. But Ma Dayuan pretended not to see it and continued with a stiff neck: "Sir, the last case Yun Dingpeng handled before his death was about the Hongyunfa Horse and Carriage Company!"

"Hongyunfa Horse and Carriage Company?" Yang Qian thought to himself, is it just a coincidence? Last night, he was still sighing that this horse and carriage company was so well-known that even the city guard could get away with it. He didn't expect to hear Ma Dayuan mention this name in this context today.

"What case?"

"The young master of Hongyunfa Horse and Carriage Company was sued by a villager for raping his wife and throwing his young son to death!"

(End of this chapter)