I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week-Chapter 2381 - 2382 The Strange Old Lady
Chapter 2381: Chapter 2382: The Strange Old Lady
Chapter 2381: Chapter 2382: The Strange Old Lady
“My mom called me before and told me several times; if I come across a case with a dead body, I should keep my distance from you. After returning home, I should take a bath right away to cleanse any bad luck.”
“Then you should go quickly.”
“I’ll go get you some fresh clothes to change into.”
“Just leave them by the bathroom door.”
“Got it.”
Lin Yi went upstairs to take a shower, and Ji Qingyan found some clean clothes for him and left them at the bathroom door before she returned to the room.
Half an hour later, Lin Yi finally came out of the bathroom.
“What are you looking at?”
“The Book of Songs and Songs of Chu.”
“Why suddenly take an interest in these?”
“I’ve been thinking about what to name the child; been considering it for several days now.”
“We still don’t know the gender; isn’t it a bit early to think about names?”
“Even if we don’t decide on a formal name, we need to come up with a nickname at least.”
“That’s easy, emmm…” Lin Yi thought for a moment and said:
“For a boy, call him Gou Dan; for a girl, Cuihua.”
“What kind of names are those?” Ji Qingyan gave Lin Yi a glance, “Only your child would be called Gou Dan.”
“Ehh… right, my child would indeed be called Gou Dan.”
Ji Qingyan: ???
“You’re so annoying, really.”
Ji Qingyan, annoyed, hit Lin Yi several times and protested cutely.
“Absolutely not Gou Dan, and not Cuihua either. Little Hua might just barely be acceptable.”
“So if it’s a son, we call him Little Egg?”
“I’ll strangle you, Lin Yi. Your son should be called…”
She stopped midway, Ji Qingyan caught herself just in time, almost letting something slip.
“Alright, that’s enough,” Lin Yi put an arm around Ji Qingyan’s shoulder, “It’s getting late, let’s sleep first, we need to rest.”
“Indeed, I feel quite exhausted.” Ji Qingyan yawned, “We’ll think about the name tomorrow, sleep first.”
Lin Yi turned off the light, and the two of them slept in each other’s embrace.
…
The next morning, after breakfast, Lin Yi drove Ji Qingyan to her company and then headed to the Xinshan branch office.
As soon as he entered, he saw Ma Haiqiang and Zhang Long standing at the entrance, with Zhang Peng and Zhang Zixin beside them, responsible for mediating the situation.
“How are things?” asked Lin Yi.
“It’s been settled.”
Zhang Peng pointed to Ma Haiqiang, “He compensated 5,000 yuan for medical expenses.”
Lin Yi nodded and glanced at Zhang Long, “Are you satisfied with this compensation?”
“Very satisfied, thank you so much.”
“No problem,” Lin Yi waved his hand, “If there’s nothing else, you can all go back now. Mind your own business from now on and don’t stir up any more trouble.”
“Yes, yes, we got it,” Ma Haiqiang said with a smile on his face.
The two of them left one after another, and Zhang Zixin said:
“Lin Bro, the lab results are out. The hair you found on the victim’s face is indeed fox fur.”
Hearing this news, Lin Yi’s heart was strangely calm.
When analyzing the case yesterday, he had naturally included this possibility.
So this piece of information wasn’t a surprise to him.
“It seems like the murderer wants to play hide-and-seek with us,” Zhang Peng lit a cigarette and said.
“There’s no use in trying to be sneaky. If someone dares to do such a thing, there will definitely be clues left behind. I refuse to believe we can’t catch them.”
After chatting for a while, Lin Yi returned to his office to find Gu Yiran.
“Any significant leads?”
“Not at the moment.” Gu Yiran stood up, flicked her hair, then tied it up with a hair tie, “Let’s go. We’ll first visit the old lady in Xiangyang Village.”
“Let’s go.”
The two of them made simple preparations and set off for Xiangyang Village together.
Upon arriving in Xiangyang Village, they found that other people from the branch office were busy with investigative and evidence-gathering work.
They didn’t rush either and went to the victim’s home for a look.
In the yard of Fang Daye’s house, Lin Yi saw Ma Haiqiang.
He was talking to Zhang Xuemei, his eyes red-rimmed.
It was clear that he had a very good relationship with Fang Daye; otherwise, he wouldn’t show such genuine emotion.
Upon seeing Lin Yi, Ma Haiqiang forced a slight smile and nodded at Lin Yi, who returned the gesture as a way of saying hello.
“Brother Zhu, how’s it going? Have you found anything?”
Zhu Junchi was smoking aside, and upon seeing them approach, he put aside the materials he was holding.
“Everything seems quite normal. This Fang Dayye truly has a good reputation in the village. As village head for over ten years, he has done a lot of good things for the village.”
As he spoke, Zhu Junchi pointed to the road outside.
“He had this road built; he is considered a good official.”
“Yesterday, we interrogated Ma Haiqiang, and he also spoke highly of Fang Daye,” Lin Yi said.
“Indeed, his social circle is also not broad. After retiring, his daily routine has been playing mahjong and fishing, interacting mainly with people from the village, very seldom with outsiders,” Zhu Junchi added.
“What’s the situation with his family? Do they have any property?”
“In addition to the house they are currently living in, their son owns an apartment in the outer ring area of Zhong Hai, worth a total of 3 million, with 1.5 million in mortgages. He himself has about 100,000 or so, just an ordinary level of moderate wealth. It’s unlikely that he was murdered for money.”
The two then fell silent.
Practically speaking, Fang Daye was a good person, with no substantial family wealth and a clean social circle.
Yet such a person had died mysteriously.
And his death was so bizarre that it seemed very suspicious.
“Let’s go in and have a look.”
Gu Yiran called out and entered the house with Lin Yi.
Fang Daye’s home resembled urban apartments in layout, a three-bedroom living room, quite nice.
But the interior of the house felt depressingly lifeless.
In one corner of the living room, Lin Yi saw an old lady kneeling on the ground worshipping the Buddha, chanting something indistinctly.
“This is my grandmother,” Fang Zhiping whispered from nearby.
Lin Yi nodded and quickly took a look around before exiting the room.
Then, they went to the garage where the coffin was stored, which had been sealed off.
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“Hmm?”
Upon entering the garage, Lin Yi murmured and then bent down.
The floor of the garage was paved with red bricks. Near the entrance, there was a two-meter-long mark that looked odd.
“Found anything?” Gu Yiran asked.
“Look here, there are some marks,” Lin Yi pointed at the floor and said: “But they are not present anywhere else.”
Gu Yiran leaned in, “Could it have been left while moving something?”
“That’s possible, I’ll take some photos.”
“Okay.”
Just then, Zhu Junchi walked in, “Old Zhang messaged me, saying many of the fingerprints on the coffin are Fang Daye’s.”
“Huh?”
Hearing this, both were quite surprised.
“His fingerprints should be normal, right?” Lin Yi said. “After all, he was the head of the household.”
“But the position of the fingerprints is wrong. They are on the very top layer. In other words, beside those who carried the coffin out, Fang Daye was the last person who touched the coffin!”
“No, he couldn’t have climbed into it himself, could this really be the work of the Fox Fairy?”
The villagers exclaimed in fright behind them, their faces turning pale.
“There’s no conclusion to this case yet; don’t believe in all that nonsense,” Zhu Junchi said.
“Anyway, I don’t believe he climbed in himself. We need to investigate further,” Lin Yi said.
Zhu Junchi nodded, “You guys get on with your work, I’ll keep an eye here.”
They both nodded and then went into the yard to call Fang Zhiping over.
“Officer.”
“I want to ask you about a person.”
“Go ahead.”
“Is there an old lady in your village, with very little hair left, hunched over, walking with a cane, looking at least like she’s in her eighties or nineties?”
Hearing Lin Yi’s description, Fang Zhiping’s face immediately changed as he cursed:
“Are you talking about that crazy old woman?”
“Crazy old woman? Is there some bad blood between your two families?”
“That old lady’s surname is Sun; her husband died early. When she was younger, she had a son, but after getting married, they couldn’t have children for a long time, so she blamed her daughter-in-law, and together with her son, they persecuted the daughter-in-law to death. But a few months later, her son died in a car accident, received his karma, so to speak. So, she’s been not quite right in the head these years, always causing trouble at our house. I really want to beat her up!”
