How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 28 - Ancestral Tomb Emits Blue Smoke_1
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A procession of people made their way to Feng Dezhong’s home, imposing in their arrival.
Xun Dong presented his credentials, declaring the need to search the house.
“Haven’t you already caught the person?
What’s there to search for?” Feng Dezhong sized up the group and said.
The Feng family grew uneasy upon learning the purpose of the visit.
“You’re investigating, and it’s led to our own family.
Do you even know how to conduct your search?”
Feng Dezhong’s family was large, as were the number of rooms in their home.
Xun Dong inspected each room one by one with the Feng family members muttering behind him.
“Comrade, you must be mistaken.
We also bear the Feng surname, related to Lame Feng.
We get along well usually, why would we harm him?
Moreover, on that night, our whole family went to Jiangpu Village to watch a movie,” a Feng family member said, conveniently mentioning someone who could vouch for them.
Feng Dezhong casually mentioned someone who could testify for him.
Xun Dong paid no attention and finally, in the western room of the main house, he found a circular pull ring on the cover of a box in the corner.
His eyes lit up, and he pulled out a screwdriver to remove it.
Feng Dezhong suddenly became frantic, “What are you doing, tampering with things in my house?
I didn’t kill anybody.”
“Who said you killed anyone?” Xun Dong retorted sharply.
Feng Dezhong, intimidated by his forcefulness, stepped back, losing some of his confidence, “Then why are you dismantling things in my house?”
The Feng family elders joined in, along with the neighbors who had come to watch, expressing their dissatisfaction with the actions of Xun Dong and his team.
Xun Dong offered no explanation and bent down, focusing on the pull ring.
Li Qiao, watching Feng Dezhong out of the corner of her eye, noticed his toes pointed towards the door, his demeanor slightly tense.
Was it fear, the desire to flee?
She turned away from him and scanned the room, her gaze falling on the wall beside Xun Dong.
The mud wall, having darkened with time, had a spot of fresh mud near the box.
After Xun Dong removed the pull ring, Li Qiao quietly shared her discovery with him.
Xun Dong looked thoughtful, touched the wall, rubbed the dirt in his hands, and then sniffed it closely.
There was no unusual smell, just the earthy scent of soil.
But the missing patch of wall plaster was highly suspicious.
He suspected it was stained with blood.
But Lame Feng had a significant bleeding wound only on the back of his head.
If he had been struck here, there would be more than just a trace of blood on the wall, and Lame Feng would have died on the spot; it wouldn’t have been possible for him to go outside and fight.
Moreover, their private inquiries had revealed no animosity between the two men.
He instructed his colleagues to disperse the onlookers.
Feng Dezhong again became agitated, “Are you driving us out to steal something from our house?”
Xun Dong replied, “Apart from this pull ring, if anything is missing, come find me.”
Feng Dezhong’s fists clenched, his eyes locked fiercely on Xun Dong, but eventually, he left. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Once the surroundings were quiet, Xun Dong shared his thoughts with Li Qiao.
Li Qiao analyzed, “They could have first pushed and shoved here, like this.” She pulled Qin Jin over to reenact the scene.
As Qin Jin pretended to push her, she imitated Lame Feng stumbling with an awkward leg and, while falling, her back against the box, her face would involuntarily turn towards the wall as she fell to the side.
After some thought, she added, “There must have been something else stacked on this box for me to hurt my nose like this.
The nosebleed, following inertia, could have splattered the wall over there.
I remember you said that Lame Feng had some bruising around his eyes.
If the nose is injured, can the eyes get bruised?”
Today, when Li Jinhua was kicked squarely by Qin Jin, she rolled away and noticed blood from Jinhua’s nose, which was also a little swollen, but not bruised.
However, there was some bruising appearing beneath her eyes.
By the same token, the bruising beneath Lame Feng’s eyes had come about in that manner.
Xun Dong had a moment of revelation, “That makes sense.”
Xun Dong opened his toolbox, took out a tube of reagent and a bottle of liquid, mixed and diluted them, and then sprayed some around the area where the wall plaster had been removed.
Before long, there was a bloodstain reaction around the area.
He couldn’t help but regard Li Qiao even more highly.
He left the courtyard and hurried to Lame Feng’s house.
Lame Feng had not yet been buried as he had died unexpectedly, and because of the nature of his death, he could not be brought inside the house.
So, his body was laid out at the front door.
After discussing it with Lame Feng’s family, he used a straw mat to screen off the area, obstructing the view of the onlooking crowd.
Only then did they begin to reexamine the body, deliberately shining a flashlight into the deceased’s nostrils, and sure enough, there was congestion.
This was just as Li Qiao had speculated.
The circular bruise on the back matched up almost perfectly with the pull-tab, making it crystal clear who the killer was.
But arresting someone required an arrest warrant.
He instructed his colleagues in private to go back and apply for one.
He, on the other hand, stayed at Lame Feng’s house to covertly surveil Feng Dezhong’s residence not far away.
Having felt he’d completed his task, Li Qiao prepared to go home to get his materials and review with the educated youth.
Xun Dong called out to her, proposing again, “Li Qiao, have you considered working in the department?
The lab has a female comrade; it won’t be too dull for you there.”
Qin Jin cut in, “Scare my wife and you’ll be the one to compensate, huh?” She’s scared of even mice, let alone dead bodies.
“Afraid of what?
Dead people can’t talk; it’s the living that are scary.
They can be scheming, calculating, and harmful,” said Xun Dong.
The villagers looked on with envy.
“Qiaoqiao is truly capable.”
“Working in the department with this comrade, you’ll have an iron rice bowl and be eating public grain, right?”
“Loser Qin’s family ancestors must be spouting green smoke from their graves.”
Qin Jin: “……” Shouldn’t it be her family ancestors spouting green smoke because she married him?
Li Qiao smiled, “Your job does seem pretty good, but I want to go to college.” With a higher education, even if she didn’t like the job she was assigned in the future, she’d have more choices.
“How easy is it to get into university?
Out of hundreds of students in the commune, I’ve never heard of anyone getting in.
Rather than that, why not seize the opportunity in front of you?
If you get that iron rice bowl, your grandmother will enjoy a lot of blessings.”
Li Qiao, rubbing the back of her head, grinned foolishly, “I still want to try for college.
Jin, you stay with Dr.
Xun; I’m heading home.”
“Okay.”
….
When Li Qiao arrived home, Old Mrs.
Qin came forward to inquire about the case, and Li Qiao told her everything.
Old Mrs.
Qin found it incredible, “Are you sure?
Lame Feng is Feng Dezhong’s own cousin, and they never seemed to be in conflict.
Why would Feng Dezhong do such a thing?”
“I’m sure; there’s no mistake this time.”
Suddenly a commotion arose from outside.
Just as Li Qiao was about to go see what was happening, Feng Dezhong burst into the courtyard with a firewood knife, heading straight for the main room.
In the blink of an eye, Li Qiao was trapped in a headlock by his arm, and before she could react, the firewood knife was already placed on her shoulder.
Old Mrs.
Qin was paralyzed with fear, “Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao….”
Qin Jin and the others entered the room behind her, and seeing the situation, they too were thrown into disarray, shouting to intimidate, “Feng, you better let my wife go now.
If you dare harm a single hair on her, I’ll chop up your entire family.”
Feng Dezhong’s face showed conflict, “As long as you don’t arrest me, I won’t touch her.”
“Fine, you let her go, and we won’t arrest you,” Qin Jin immediately agreed.
“What’s the use of your word?
He has to say it.” Feng Dezhong gestured with the knife towards Xun Dong.
Xun Dong immediately stepped back two paces, “We won’t catch you, just let her go,” his eyes signaling the Feng family to persuade him.
The Feng family, still immersed in the sudden turn of events, followed in and stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
Li Qiao, struggling to breathe from the chokehold and feeling bouts of darkness before her eyes, instinctively struggled.
Feng Dezhong yelled at her, “Stop moving or I’ll start; it’s all this damn woman’s fault.
It should have been Loser Qin to take the blame, but you had to meddle unnecessarily and now they’ve found me.”
It was a morning confrontation, and by noon, they were here with people.
Damn woman!
Li Qiao thought to herself, is he insane?
Why should Qin Jin take the blame for him?
