noffsinger Chapter 423: Strange Case
Chapter 423: Strange Case
Chen Yan keenly noticed Lin Feng's abnormality, but she didn't say much and didn't ask any questions.
The corners of her mouth slightly raised, she stared at Lin Feng with a half-smile, and said softly: "Brother Feng, are you interested?"
Lin Feng sighed helplessly and replied with a wry smile: "You're already standing here, so what if I say I'm not interested? Are you really going to stop me from going with you?"
Chen Yan's face was filled with a bright smile. She hugged Lin Feng's arm, rubbed it affectionately, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, I knew you were the best."
Lin Feng frowned slightly, with a look of impatience, and gently pushed Chen Yan away, saying, "Stop trying to get close to me. When are we leaving? Where are we going on this business trip?"
Chen Yan wasn't the least bit angry at Lin Feng for pushing her away. Instead, she was filled with interest, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she said, "We're going to Mingcheng Ancient Town this time. Brother Feng, I'm sure you've seen it on short video platforms before."
When Lin Feng heard the words "Mingcheng Ancient Town", he was slightly startled. A few images suddenly appeared in his mind. He said, "Is it that tourist attraction where you have to wear Hanfu to enter? I heard that young people like to check in there the most now."
Chen Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing. She reached out and gently tapped Lin Feng, teasing him, "What young man? You talk so old-fashioned, as if you're not young at all."
Lin Feng rolled his eyes, spread his hands helplessly, and said, "The earliest I can do that is tomorrow. I don't even have any Hanfu clothes. I don't even know where to buy any."
However, before he could finish his words, Chen Yan, as if by magic, triumphantly produced two handbags and briskly handed one to Lin Feng, saying, "I've already bought it for you. Let's go! If we drive fast, we can catch the brothel when it opens."
puff--
When Lin Feng heard this, he almost vomited blood, his face full of shock and embarrassment.
However, before he could say anything, Chen Yan covered her mouth with her hand, laughing so hard she fell backwards, and said, "You old men, can't you be a little more pure in your thoughts? We live in a society ruled by law now. Even the brothels in the ancient town are legally operated. They only sell art, not bodies!"
Lin Feng heaved a sigh of relief, reached out and tapped Chen Yan lightly on the head, feigning anger and saying, "Are you using this to test the cadres?"
"Okay, okay, open your car door quickly. I'll go inside to change my clothes, and then we'll be off."
Chen Yan urged while smiling.
A moment later, a Porsche, like a flash of yellow lightning, carrying two young men dressed in classical Chinese costumes, sped down the highway.
About half an hour later, the Porsche slowly stopped at the entrance of Mingcheng Ancient Town.
Looking around, they saw their Porsche standing alone in the huge parking lot, looking particularly out of place.
As the two walked towards the ancient town, Lin Feng asked curiously, "It doesn't seem as lively here as you said. It's rather eerie, like a ghost town."
Chen Yan wore a light green skirt that fluttered gently with her steps, like a fairy descending to earth. She rolled her eyes helplessly and explained, "Once word gets out about the ghost killing people, who do you think will dare to come here?"
Lin Feng then realized he had been tricked. A trace of annoyance flashed across his face. He glared at Chen Yan fiercely and asked word by word, "So, the brothel you mentioned earlier was also a scam?"
"That's not the case, because the crime scene is right there."
As Chen Yan spoke, she pointed at the only bright spot in the pitch-black ancient city and said, "Because all the victims died in that brothel. The staff there all had alibis, so the detectives immediately sealed off the area."
Lin Feng walked forward, full of curiosity, and asked, "Tell me, how did these three people die? And what are their identities?"
"The first victim was named Han Qingming. He was said to have an underground background, but publicly he was an investor. He had come to Mingcheng Ancient Town to invest. Dining with him were the mayor of the ancient town, Dong Yu, and the director, Feng Dajun. Because it was too late after drinking, the three of them stayed in a brothel. Unexpectedly, all three died in their rooms that night."
Chen Yan said seriously.
When Lin Feng heard this, he was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "Does the brothel also provide accommodation?"
"Originally, we didn't provide it, but these three have special identities, so..."
Chen Yan shrugged slightly and explained.
Lin Feng nodded, expressing his understanding, and then asked, "How did the three of them die?"
"Han Qingming died in his own bed. A dagger pierced a painting and struck him directly in the heart." Chen Yan described the incident, a solemn expression flashing across her face.
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes immediately, his eyes full of curiosity, and asked: "What painting?"
"They heard that Han Qingming was disrespectful to Miss Qiuhong's painting while drinking. So, they all said it was Miss Qiuhong's ghost, who came to kill people. Suddenly, they heard the sound of a piano, followed by Han Qingming's terrifying screams. When they pushed open the door, he was already dead."
Chen Yan gestured as she spoke, as if the scene was right before her eyes.
Lin Feng's brows furrowed tightly as he asked curiously, "Who is this Qiu Hong?"
"I heard she was one of the first service staff at the brothel. She was proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and was a pillar of the brothel. But then, for unknown reasons, she suddenly hanged herself. To commemorate her, the brothel has filled every room with her paintings, her used zither and chess pieces, and the books she read."
Lin Feng then asked, "How did Dong Yu die?"
"He was writing a report in his room when the tip of a fountain pen pierced his throat. There was also a painting by Miss Qiuhong hanging in his room," Chen Yan replied.
Although Lin Feng had made sufficient mental preparations, he was still stunned when he heard about this way of death.
He pondered silently for a long time before gradually calming down and motioning for Chen Yan to continue.
Seeing Lin Feng's calm performance, Chen Yan couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
After all, when she first heard about this case, her jaw dropped several times in shock.
Look at Raymond Lam, he is truly worthy of being called a man standing on the stratum.
Despite her lamentations, Chen Yan quickly revealed the details of the third man's death. "The third man's death was simple. He was strangled to death using Eagle Claw Technique. In his room were not only Miss Qiuhong's paintings, but also a chessboard with a strange layout. There were screams from his room at the time, and then they realized he was dead."
As she spoke, she suddenly seemed to remember something and slapped her forehead. "Oh right, we only opened Dong Yu's door after we discovered Han Qingming and Feng Dajun were already dead, and only then did we discover he was already dead. Furthermore, all three of their rooms had their doors and windows tightly closed. This is a true closed-room murder case."
Lin Feng frowned immediately, a trace of thought flashing in his eyes. He asked curiously, "How long was the interval between the sound of Han Qingming's piano when he died and Feng Dajun's screams when he died?"
"Almost at the same time, not long after the piano music started, Han Qingming screamed again. Almost at the same time, screams were also heard from Feng Dajun's room. After checking Han Qingming's room, they went to Feng Dajun's room. By then, they were both dead. It was only after they called the police that they remembered to check on Dong Yu's safety. When they opened the door, they found that he was already dead."
Lin Feng nodded and asked, "Are there any other clues?"
"There are none for now. If there are any, I'm afraid they will have to be found through us."
Chen Yan shook her head and said helplessly.
"What about the forensic doctor? Didn't he find anything?"
Lin Feng asked.
"There's no forensic pathologist here. Even the detectives don't want to come here. They've taken every leave they can. But this is an important tourist town after all. The higher-ups are worried about causing unnecessary trouble, so they asked the detectives to transfer the case to us." Chen Yan explained helplessly, "Oh, by the way, the "they" I mentioned earlier were the service staff at the brothel. These are their testimonies!"