murder scene 2

Chapter 98 Blind Agen and the deceased Li Fusheng
Interpol Li Kun had the loudest voice. He stopped the chaotic group of people: "Stop making trouble, stop making trouble! Who called the police?! Where is the dead?"

The middle-aged fat man responded: "My name is Zhang Feng. I called the police. The deceased is my father-in-law. He is in the lounge upstairs. Please follow me!"

The detectives all followed. The tall woman pointed at the crying pregnant woman and the blind man A Gen: "The murderer is that woman! Police, you have to cuff her! Don't let this little bitch run away!"

She has a rectangular face, small eyebrows and small eyes, a big mouth and thin lips, which is sarcastic. Her curly yellow hair hangs over her shoulders, which doubles the size of her head and makes her appear top-heavy and light-footed.

Qingyang had just checked the pregnant woman's injuries and determined that they were all skin injuries and not serious. He left her to An Niuniu to take care of her while slowly asking about the whole story.

At this time, he heard the woman shouting and said with a straight face: "Who are you? What is your relationship with the deceased? How do you know she is the murderer? Did you witness it with your own eyes?"

Zhang Feng turned around on the stairs and said: "This is my wife, Li Yueyan, and the person who died was her father, Li Fusheng. He suddenly suffered from abdominal pain and bleeding from his mouth and nose after drinking the Pu'er tea that Sun Xiaomian made for him. It won't work in a few minutes - when he died, his finger was pointing directly at Sun Xiaomian..."

When Li Yueyan heard the mention of her father's death, she started crying again: "Dad, dad... you died so unfairly!"

The old woman had been slumped on the sofa, and along with her crying, she also started a new round of crying: "Old man, you died so miserably! You have done good deeds and accumulated virtues in your life, and you have never done a bad thing. He was old, but he ended up like this, poisoned to death by his own daughter-in-law! Wow...poor old man!"

Li Yueyan wiped her tears: "Xiaohai, give grandma a wet towel!"

The [-] or [-]-year-old boy just agreed, ran out from nowhere, twisted a towel in his hand: "Grandma, wipe your face!"

He poured another cup of herbal tea for the old woman and gently placed it in front of her, feeling very good.

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The second floor of this massage parlor has more than a dozen very small massage rooms. Zhang Feng led the detectives to a room at the end of the corridor: "This is for my family to rest. "

The words "Manager's Lounge" are written on the door sign of the room.

"Who is the manager here?" Qingyang asked.

"Oh, it's Agen, my brother-in-law."

"Does this lounge belong to him?"

"Well, we are all a family. Whoever is tired can come and have a rest..." Zhang Feng looked uncomfortable.

This room is slightly larger than those massage rooms. It has a large desk, a back chair, a couch, a glass table, and bookcases, wardrobes, shelves, etc. placed against the wall.

The deceased Li Fusheng fell on the sofa, his face twisted in pain, his eyes wide open, his face blue and purple, there was blood on his mouth and nose, and his right index finger was stretched forward.

Zhang Feng said: "Father-in-law used this finger to point at Sun Xiaomian all the time before he died, and when he died, his hand dropped, but the finger remained in this position."

There was half a cup of crimson tea on the glass coffee table. Zhang Feng pointed at it: "This is the Pu'er tea that my father-in-law likes to drink. He started to have abdominal pain after drinking half a cup today."

Immediately, a criminal policeman took the half cup of tea for evidence analysis.

Qingyang opened the closet, which was filled with neatly dressed suits and men's shirts. There were also two fashionable women's clothes, both in plain colors. Qingyang took them out and took a closer look. They were all in small sizes - they were definitely not of that height. The strong Li Yueyan.This should belong to another young woman in this family, Sun Xiaomian - so, do these straight and crisp suits belong to Agen?
There were many books in the bookcase, and they were all very large and thick books. Qingyang took out one and realized that they were all Braille books, including literary classics, travel notes, ancient Chinese medicine books, and natural encyclopedias.

It seems that Agen's reading range is very wide. Qingyang has never been in contact with blind people before. He always thought that the world of blind people is silent and dark, lonely and deserted, but he did not know that this world can also be full of knowledge, fun and dignity.

On the shelves are various ceramic, crystal, and jade handicrafts. Qingyang has never liked this. Tang Qingqing has many friends and has received many similar gifts. She always gives them to her brother and sister-in-law from time to time. Qingyang knows that although such things are useless, But they are all worth a lot of money - it seems that this massage parlor has a good business and the family is in good financial condition.

The criminal investigation technician quickly completed the investigation of the house, and there is no doubt that the deceased died of poisoning.Based on the mutated color of the deceased's skin and tongue coating, the experienced forensic doctor initially believed that the poison was a high concentration of "poisonous rat poison".

Of course, conclusive conclusions can only be drawn after the autopsy. Before the autopsy, the police asked the massage parlor to be temporarily closed: "After the test results of the gastric juice of the corpse come out, we have confirmed the source of the poison, and you will resume business—we will do it as soon as possible." !”

Zhang Feng was surprised: "Do you need to confirm again? Isn't it just that cup of Pu'er tea?"

"We have to wait for the test results to come out."

The police took Sun Xiaomian away. Apart from the fact that she was a suspect identified by the relatives of the deceased, Qing Yang felt that taking her to the police station was also a form of protection in such an agitated situation.

Seeing Sun Xiaomian staggering onto the police car, several members of the Li family showed relieved expressions. Only Agen chased after the police car: "Mianmian, Mianmian" kept shouting, stumbling all the way.

An Niuniu couldn't bear to see it, so he simply got out of the car and pulled him up: "Let's go to the police station and make a record together!"

Agen's mother was worried, and ran over and said, "This has nothing to do with me, Agen, why did you take my son away?"

"He's going to make a record and let him come back when he's done."

"But he can't see - how about I go with him?"

An Niuniu saw Sun Xiaomian flinch when she heard that her mother-in-law wanted to go with her. She was obviously still frightened. She refused Mother Li: "Our police will send him back, don't worry about this!"

As soon as Agen got in the car, he hugged Sun Xiaomian tightly in his arms, put his head on Sun Xiaomian's shoulder, and caressed her belly: "Mianmian, the baby has been wronged by you too!"

Sun Xiaomian brushed away the messy hair that covered her face, her eyes were red and swollen, and her cheeks were bruised, but she could still see that she was pretty and lovely. She touched her husband lovingly: "Agen, I'm fine—don't worry!"

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Happy Monday!

Today's temperature is said to reach 32 degrees. Oh my god, it's not even June yet!

Cheyenne everyone!

(End of this chapter)