Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

Feng Qingyu didn't expect to see any luxurious offices and facilities in the wilderness hospital. After all, this hospital has been in a half-dead state, like a sick patient who will not die soon.

The other chair wasn't in very good condition either, with shaky legs. People would rather stand than sit on it, for fear that the chair would suddenly break and unspeakable things would invade their bodies.

There was nothing special about the office except for its cleanliness and the neat organization of its items.

Dr. Carters pointed at the rickety chair and said, "Please take a seat. Do you need anything? I only have canned coffee and tea. They may not suit the taste of young people like you from the city. If you don't mind, please wait a moment."

"It's okay, I brought my own drinks."

When you are out, you cannot drink anything given by strangers. Feng Qingyu kept this in mind and prepared enough drinks and water in the trunk of the car, which can sustain one person for about a week.

Does anyone know if an unopened can has been tampered with?

The doctor did not continue to force the drink into his mouth. Instead, he took out a lighter and a pipe from the drawer, opened a rusty iron box, filled the pipe with golden tobacco, and pressed the lighter which had a strange shape that looked like a monster with a sheep's head and a human body.

Orange flames came out of the monster's mouth, and a strong smell of tobacco quickly spread.

At first Feng Qingyu felt uncomfortable. The smell he had never smelled before made his nose itchy. When he took a closer look, he actually felt a little intoxicated. He became interested in the tobacco used by doctors.

As a senior tobacco lover, you should pay attention to the types that you have not tried to avoid missing out on the good stuff hidden among the people.

The burning tobacco stretches its body in the flame, and the indescribable mellow aroma dispels the dampness in the office. Every time it enters the nostrils, I feel at ease.

The doctor's old face was looming in the blue smoke, with a half-smile on his face. After a long time, when the tobacco was burned out, the two began to talk formally. Feng Qingyu's head seemed to be awakened by a heavy object, returning to reality from another world.

Then, she opened the clippings and chose the one of the wizard Leitania. The man in the photo was full of vigor and vitality, with short black hair trimmed neatly, unlike the messy and sloppy men in the town.

Those deep eyes seemed to be staring at the person looking at the photo, which made people feel cold.

"What do you know about this man?"

The doctor only glanced at the photo without any emotion, but from the look in his eyes just now, it can be judged that he and the wizard know each other.

Even the slightest vacillation would hardly escape Feng Qingyu's eyes. Going around in circles would only waste time, and she was too lazy to beat around the bush.

"I just want to know something. I don't mean to embarrass you. The story about this wizard has troubled this area for many years and has seriously affected the operation of my factory. If it continues like this, the workers will have no food to eat, and I will be in a difficult situation..."

She spread out the Toronto County Daily that she had prepared, which reported a bizarre death case that had occurred in a factory not long ago. The bloody parts were not blurred, creating an extremely strong visual impact.

The doctor seemed quite resistant to the photos and didn't want to look at them any longer. There was only fatigue and boredom in his eyes.

"I don't know more than you do, young man. Dr. Elvis has been dead for many years, and his soul has long since turned to ashes that night seventy years ago. Why bother disturbing his and his family's sleep? It's meaningless to pursue things that happened so many years ago. No matter how many times you come, my answer will not change. Please go back."

The Doctor Elvis he mentioned was the name of the Leitanian wizard, whose full name was Elvis Lowe. The name was common information and could be obtained through casual research. It was also available in the town library.

Now there is still a lack of a key to the truth, and this hospital must have this key. The biggest difficulty is that these stubborn guys are unwilling to reveal it.

Wouldn't it be great if we could threaten them into telling the truth?

Feng Qingyu imagined the scene in a TV show where the villain kidnapped the family and friends of a key figure, filling the place with grief and completely falling into the abyss, and suddenly felt that this idea was despicable.

It's mean but doable.

If she demolished the hospital, the doctor would definitely be upset. The person who had the key to the dean's office should be no one other than the dean.

Such an easy-to-understand truth should have been figured out long ago, instead of sitting in the office with old man Carters and staring blankly at it.

"I'll come back again, hoping you'll change your mind."

She stood up and made up her mind to do something ruthless in a few days.

30. Another Death

The investigation on the second day also came back unsuccessful, and the atmosphere during dinner was a bit strange.

As the host, Feng Qingyu lowered his head and picked at the food on the plate, looking worried, and the others didn't talk much either. Except for Yaye, who didn't like to communicate, everyone else felt a little uncomfortable.

There was no lively conversation or laughter at the dining table; everyone had their own thoughts.

After everyone finished eating, the maid in charge of cleaning up removed the plates and started washing.

Feng Qingyu turned on the finance computer and calculated the wages that needed to be paid to the people who were still working in the house in the recent period. No one had received a penny since a few months ago.

All those who should leave have submitted their resignations, and those who are willing to stay basically do so out of gratitude or because they cannot find a suitable place to go for the time being.

It's no wonder that everyone has a bleak and negative expression on their face. They complete their work with only the last bit of enthusiasm and are extremely confused about their future life.

The cash on hand is enough to pay off the wages of more than a dozen people who have not received them for half a year, and can even add some salaries and bonuses.

"Okay, let's do it!"

She slammed the table.

The two roommates looked at her as if she was crazy, as if they wanted to ask "Are you okay?"

"Sorry, something just occurred to me."

Feng Qingyu walked to the center of the living room and waved to the housekeeper.

"Call everyone to the living room. I have something to announce."

"Yes, miss, please wait a moment."

About ten minutes later, all the people who stayed in the house had gathered, including the butler, a total of 15 people. Everyone's face was exhausted, because most of the original servants had resigned, and the doubled workload was placed on one person, and there was no way to finish it.

No matter how hard you try, people always have their limits.

In order to boost the low morale, the best way is to pay salaries, improve the treatment on the original basis, and give employees a normal day off. Originally, each servant only had one day off per month, but now she decided to increase it to one day per week. Don't worry about whether you can recruit new people, the key is to keep the existing ones.

One of the roommates was reading, and the other was writing in a diary, and they were taking a wait-and-see attitude towards what was happening in the living room.

Fifteen pairs of eyes looked at Feng Qingyu at the same time, wondering what advice she had.

"Everyone, I have decided to pay you wages tonight. The amount my father owes you has been calculated. I will send the data to you for your review. You can ask any questions you have."

She handed over a freshly printed list, the paper still retaining the warmth of the machine and smelling of fresh ink. The fifteen domestic workers were divided into several categories, and each had a slightly different salary, but the amount was not wrong.

Calculating the salary is not a difficult task, especially since there are only 15 people. All you need to do is compare the salary slips of previous months and multiply them by the months you didn't get paid.

In order to compensate these employees, Feng Qingyu paid a bonus of 15% of their total income for half a year. Because the company has year-end bonuses, domestic workers should receive the same treatment.

She needed these people, and paying them wages was a necessary step. So, everyone got a thick envelope with money.

After solving an important matter, Feng Qingyu yawned at the empty living room.

"If you have nothing else to do, go ahead and do your work. I'll rest first."

"Thank you, miss."

Everyone said in unison, with delight on their faces, and trotted back to their respective work stations.

The atmosphere in the room seemed less dull. As expected, money is the driving force behind human work, Feng Qingyu thought.

It was not enough to just keep the servants at home. As long as the factory could not recruit employees, the production line could not resume production. Even if they had money, the horrific murders that happened nearby would always be a chasm in everyone's mind.

Just as I was thinking about how to speed up the investigation, a shrill scream pierced the night sky.

"what--"

The sharp and clear cry unique to young women completely broke the tranquility of the place. The source of the sound was not far from the Feng family's residence, and the incident should have occurred in the nearby woods.

The forest at night, where all dangerous things gather, is synonymous with despair...

Feng Qingyu couldn't wait any longer as she had all sorts of messy thoughts. She pushed open the door and rushed to check. After all, she was once a glorious Longmen police officer, and she still is now, but her public identity is not the same.

Once the police smell a crime, they must rush to the scene.

There had indeed been a heinous murder in the woods. The person who screamed was a pale-faced film woman wearing a long skirt, between 30 and 35 years old, with messy and parted gray-blue hair. Her red eyes were staring at the deceased in front of her with horror.

It's normal to have such an expression, the corpse does look scary.

The deceased was cut into six parts and nailed to a nearby locust tree. His eyes were pierced by sharp objects, leaving only two deep red blood holes. His ten fingers were twisted in strange shapes and there were many wounds on his body. It was obvious that he had been severely abused before his death and his internal organs had been hollowed out.

There was a glass fish tank on the ground, with the hollowed-out organs stuffed inside. It was full and gave off a strong stench and smell of blood in the stuffy environment.

Feng Qingyu endured the discomfort and took out his cell phone, ready to call the Xiaoqiu County police.

"Hiss... Perverted murder case, we have to seal off the scene first."

Before contacting the police, she first called on the men in the house to help maintain order and stop people who wanted to watch to avoid destroying clues left at the scene. She temporarily used transparent tape as a cordon to surround the place where there might be clues.

It took only a few minutes for the noisy crowd to fill the area. Most of the people came from nearby residential areas and factory dormitories, and some were residents of Mannheim.

Many people took photos and recorded videos. Not many of them were afraid. Instead, most of them were curious and excited.

Feng Qingyu couldn't stop them from recording this horrific scene. In order to prevent these people from breaking into the cordon, she took a heavy double-barreled shotgun from the butler and made a ferocious expression to intimidate the stupid masses.

"I am a police officer from Toronto County. Anyone who steps into the cordon will be arrested for obstructing public service."

The onlookers retreated consciously under the threat of the double-barreled guns.

Two roommates who had nothing to do came over and saw the bloody scene, and they couldn't help showing resistance. Especially Yaye, whose cold expression suddenly turned into a bitter and hateful one, as if wondering why such a terrible case happened on such a beautiful night.

Although he really wanted to comfort her, after being glared at a few times, Feng Qingyu chose to give up and put his arm around the more easy-to-get-along-with Surtel.

"If you can't sleep tonight, why not come to my room."

As a Longmen policeman, he was not afraid. At this time, it was a turbulent time, and it was his duty to protect his roommates and colleagues.

31. Peeping

"I think you are the one who needs protection. If you are scared, my room is always open to you and I will accompany you all night."

The red-haired Sarkaz ruthlessly exposed Feng Qingyu's little thoughts, making her feel a little embarrassed.

It is indeed inappropriate for a Longmen policeman to be afraid of corpses, but this incident was extremely strange and happened right at his doorstep, so he had to be extra vigilant.

The murder method alone is horrifying enough, much worse than ordinary murders, and the police in Toronto may have a headache for a while. After all, such a big public security problem has caused a certain degree of panic among the people, and if they don't file a case for investigation, they will be questioned.

The peaceful summer night was eventually torn apart by the sound of sirens.

Police officers in black uniforms put up a blue and white cordon at the entrance of the Feng family mansion. The forensic doctor arrived shortly afterwards, and a group of police officers went around the house and the place where the crime occurred to take photos and collect evidence. The sound of shutter clicks, the sound of soles of shoes stepping on grass, and noisy voices... could be heard one after another.

Feng Qingyi Yu sat where she was. A maid brought a chair for her. A female Vaifan police officer was interrogating her. She had an impatient look on her face and it was obvious that she was treating her as the murderer.

"Name."

"Feng Qingyu."

"date of birth."

“1070年11月4日5时14分19秒。”

"I didn't ask that many details. Don't talk about unnecessary things. It's a waste of time."

"You didn't ask me to stop talking..."

Facing the police officer with a bad attitude, she became more and more irritated. She could have been enjoying the air conditioning, drinking cold drinks, joking with her pretty roommate, and maybe even doing what she loved, such as watching the stars and the moon. But she was regarded as a suspicious person by the police just because she was attracted to the body by the screams.

The screaming first discoverer did not know who had instructed her to do so, but she kept saying that she was the first person to discover the body. Generally speaking, the first person to discover the body is a major suspect.

Maybe she was tricked by someone.

By the time they discovered this, it was too late. A group of police had already surrounded the area. There was no benefit in openly going against the police, and if they tried to break out by force, they would be wanted throughout the country.

The Feng family just encountered a debt crisis, and now there is a family heir who is suspected to be a murderer. It seems that this house has really become the legendary haunted house shrouded by an ominous aura. Anyone who lives in it will be haunted and have bad luck for the rest of their life.

The harsh questioning continued.

After a thorough questioning of Feng Qingyu's personal information, they finally got to the point. The female police officer obviously had no talent for solving cases, but she was eager to make some random inferences, as if she really wanted to show off in front of her superiors.

"The deceased, Jason Foster, was a gardener in your home. This has been confirmed. I have found his personal information in the employee list. He has come to your house many times to ask for his overdue wages but to no avail. He then used homemade paint bombs to harass you and the other servants. You couldn't stand it, so you teamed up with the Sarkaz next to you to kill him and brutally dismembered his body. The methods used were appalling..."

After saying that, the female police officer spat into the air a few times.

Faced with her unfounded accusation, the two were no longer at a loss for words, and just wanted to go up and beat her up. Feng Qingyu deliberately stopped Surtel and told her to stay calm.

We cannot get into conflict with these guys now. If you attack a police officer, you will be held legally responsible. If the person is infected, the crime will be even more serious.

Feng Qingyu almost wanted to find his police ID in Longmen and show off his identity as a senior inspector. But it was just an impulse that came out of the heat of the moment, and he quickly cooled down.

"Officer, you have to rely on evidence when speaking. Which eye did you see me and my colleagues killing this gentleman? We are not familiar with him. I have never even seen him before today."

"Dirty infected, I urge you to be more respectful, otherwise..."

The female police officer raised her baton at her, as if she would swing it down mercilessly at any time.

The discussions of the people around almost drowned out the sirens. When they heard that the case involved an infected person, everyone's face changed drastically. The Leitanian wizard was also an infected person, but the town at that time was more tolerant of the infected. They also knew that ordinary contact would not transmit the mineral disease, so they took a nonchalant attitude towards it.

It was not until recent years that some people became infected and became new sources of infection, causing a considerable number of people to become infected, which caused panic and made them reject the infected people like outsiders.

Words such as "go to hell" have become high-frequency words among the townspeople.

The mysterious old lady from Liberi stood in the crowd and shouted in a sharp and hoarse voice: "It's Dr. Elvis... He's back! The black-haired devil will walk out of the fire of hell with despair and death... and destroy the entire town of Mannheim... Kill her! She is... the reincarnation of the devil!"