Chapter 17 Chapter 15 Yang's Empty House

The cold wind was blowing, and the bare trees were like bald old men, unable to withstand the attack of the northwest wind, shivering in the cold wind.It was early morning at this time, and apart from the frozen trees, there was almost no one on the street. Han Fang didn't close his eyes almost all night last night. Yang Jie probably suffered from the wind and cold, his forehead burned badly, and he was having nightmares all night. The expression on his face was either nervous or frightened, and there was no time to rest.Han Fang was afraid that something might happen to him, so he and his apprentice Yucheng took turns guarding him. He stayed in a daze until early morning, when Han Fang tiredly closed his eyes.

There was silence in the room, and it seemed that someone came in from the hall. He was small, dressed in a black cheongsam, and had an indescribably solemn expression on his face.She just sat on the black stool, motionless, she didn't even move her hair, she just sat there, sitting... Han Fang couldn't help but looked around, only to find that she was turning her head slowly, and saw The woman's face is slowly peeling off, she looks like a skinned rabbit, blood red... "what!" With a scream, Han Fang suddenly opened his eyes, and his body shivered involuntarily.Looking up and looking around, the sky was gray and bright, Yang Jie was still asleep, and apprentice Yucheng was leaning on the chair next to him and snoring.Oh, so it was just a dream, a terrible dream.

Although it was a dream, Han Fang was still frightened by what happened in the dream. The woman in the black cheongsam who bought Feng Yan yesterday appeared in the dream, but she... Han Fang shook his head, not knowing why he had such a strange and terrifying dream , but this also confirms the speculation deep in my heart, maybe the woman in the black cheongsam is the most important person, who is she? Han Fang's eyes fell on Yang Jie. He was sleeping soundly at the moment. Although the mud on his face hadn't been cleaned off, a smile unconsciously rose from the corner of his mouth.A year ago, he said that someone was going to kill him. At that time, he was incoherent. Han Fang thought that it was Yang Zhenyi's unfeeling that stimulated Yang Jie, which caused his brain to go wrong.But now more than a year has passed, and Yang Zhenyi is dead, why did Yang Jie become like this again?

There are too many fogs in my mind that cannot be solved, and suddenly, Han Fang has a flash of inspiration.The last item in Xinyuan Auction House was Feng Yan. Feng Yan originally belonged to the Liu family, but why was it taken away by Yang Zhenyi?There must be something hidden here.If you follow this clue, you may be able to know the ins and outs of Feng Yan, and then Pan Long Yan, who has been searching hard, may have clues. Having made up his mind, Han Fang intends to wake up his apprentice Yucheng. Seeing him sleeping soundly, Han Fang couldn't bear it, but he still pushed him awake: "Apprentice, I want to go out to meet Yang Zhenyi's wife, so Yang Jie will be handed over to you, you must take good care of him, in case something happens In case of an accident, you can directly come to Yang Manor to find me."

"Master, are you going out again?" Yucheng was a little reluctant. It wouldn't matter if it was usual, but now there is an extra Ayu in the family. This brat always thinks that they killed his mother, so he is hostile and very unhappy. easy to deal with.When I brought him back yesterday, he accidentally bit his finger. If it wasn’t for his own strength, his finger might have been broken. Thinking of this, Yucheng became angry. He wanted to complain to his master today, but now he immediately Wanting to go out again, Yucheng suddenly felt a sense of loss. "Hey, what's wrong with your hand?" Seeing Yucheng's evasive eyes, Han Fang looked up and down, and then noticed the wound on his finger.

Hearing the master's question, Yucheng didn't want to talk about it, and suddenly replied with a bit of hatred: "I was bitten by a mad dog!" Han Fang knew this disciple's temper, he was timid and right-minded, and it was useless to force what he didn't want to say .Han Fang stopped asking, put on his coat and went outside the courtyard. An old man stood in the courtyard, shrouded in a mist, his gray beard had been stained with a layer of hoarfrost, wearing a pair of dark glasses on his eyes, he was staring down at the ground in thought. When he got close, before Han Fang could speak, he asked directly, "Want to go out?"

"En." Han Fang nodded. "To Yang's house?" He asked again. Han Fang finally smiled slightly: "Our thoughts always coincide with each other." "I'll go too." Liu Jinyu raised his head and stared into Han Fang's eyes. Although he knew he couldn't see anything, Han Fang could feel a beam of light coming directly, making his eyes hurt. Immediately, Han Fang lowered his head and raised his head again: "Mr. Liu, you are getting old, and I am afraid that you will be exhausted. Do you want to rest at home first?" This is Han Fang's true thoughts. When I arrived in Beijing, I was like an old cow lingering on its last breath. I was really worried that he would collapse in the next moment.

"Let's go." There was no explanation, and it was still a cold, indifferent voice that rejected people thousands of miles away. Han Fang couldn't refute, he came over and took Liu Jinyu's hand, but at the same time he was stunned, Liu Jinyu's index finger was bitten to a bloody mess, the blood turned dark red, even the entire palm of his hand was red.This, Han Fang was so surprised that he couldn't say a word for a long time. "This is a mark of pain. I can't die for the time being. Let's go." Liu Jinyu didn't want to say it, but Han Fang understood in an instant that Yucheng also had the same wound on his hand, but it was much lighter than this one.That's right, it was that child, a child who was only twelve years old but full of hatred... Thinking of A Yu's eyes, even Han Fang felt his heart tense for no reason.

The warm sunshine swayed down, the snow on the ground was slowly melting, and the road became slippery. Han Fang and Liu Jinyu walked cautiously.Turning left at the exit gate, the two got into a rickshaw. Han Xiang gave the address to the leg master, but unexpectedly, an imperceptible surprise flashed across the man's face. Han Fang observed very carefully, and when he was about to ask for details, the leg master sighed and choked out a sentence: "Unlucky!" Han Fang was shocked when he heard this, and when he was about to ask again, he saw The leg master pulled up the car and ran forward with all his strength.Swallowing the words that just came out of his mouth, Han Fang felt his heart sinking.

When the porter parked the car in front of a red gate, Han Fang realized that he must have arrived at the place, and there was a door plaque hanging above it, with two bold characters written on it: Yang's house.There are some plants and flowers planted on both sides of the house. When winter comes, these flowers that should be full of vitality have lost the color of life. After the porter left, everything around was quiet. Han Fang looked up, except for a few black crows screaming and leaving, it seemed too quiet here, so quiet that it was a bit confusing, and even made one's hair stand on end.Han Fang became more and more puzzled, he helped Liu Jinyu stand still in front of the steps, and then straightened his clothes and knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom..." After the knock on the door, except for the rare lingering sound, there was no movement in the house.Han Fang shook his head, just as his hand was raised in the air, the heavy door suddenly opened with a "squeak" and a gust of cold wind poured in from the yard along the crack of the door.Han Fang couldn't help shrinking his neck, and looked in: there is no one!It turned out that the door was not locked, maybe it was blown open by the wind... Han Fang supported Liu Jinyu who was next to him and wanted to go in to see what happened.But just when I probed, I heard a burst of "giggling" laughter. At the same time, a man suddenly appeared from behind the door, his face was covered with rouge and gouache, his face was braided upside down, his mouth was grinning, and his mouth was full of gaping teeth , Looking at his face again, he is nearly sixty years old, with walnut wrinkles all over his face. "Son, my son is here, let's see if mother looks good? Does she look good?" The strange old lady threw herself at Han Fang while she was speaking. Han Fang helped Liu Jinyu to run but couldn't run away. Be scared.Just when she didn't know what to do, a voice not far away suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Go away!" The voice seemed very dignified to the strange old lady, she shrank her neck, stepped back, and hummed Haw ran away. Looking up, there is a middle-aged woman standing in front of her, wearing a silk cotton padded jacket, a pair of brown trousers on her lower body, her hair is tied up in a bun without any decoration on it, although her dress is not gorgeous, her eyes are like lightning. Xiang Hanfang's voice was extremely cold: "Who are you?" "Oh, I'm here to find the wife of the Yang family." Knowing that Yang Zhenyi has many wives, but there should be only one wife in the main house, so it is more appropriate for Han Fang to ask. "Dead." The woman on the opposite side spat out these two words coldly, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her, showing indifference and even a little impatience. Han Fang was startled when he broke the words, Yang Jie was born by the eldest lady, and now she is dead, how is this possible?Although Han Fang was surprised, he still asked calmly: "But just yesterday, Xinyuan Auction House was entrusted by Mrs. Yang to auction antiques. It only took more than a day. How come..." "Why, don't you believe it?" The woman's almond eyes widened and she snorted coldly, as if she was very dissatisfied with Han Fang's question. "Dare to ask, are you..." I don't know who the woman in front of me is, so it's better to ask first, Han Fang thought to himself. The woman seemed to be really impatient, she waved her hand: "What's the matter with you?" At this time, Han Fang really didn't know whether he should reveal his true identity, but if he didn't, would the woman in front of him cooperate with him?When he was in a dilemma, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. Han Fang looked back, and coincidentally, Qiu Kunyuan from the police station also rushed to Yang's house. As soon as Qiu Kunyuan came in, he saw Han Fang at a glance. He was really surprised and happy, and said quickly: "Mr. Han, you are here too! We just received a report that Yang Zhenyi's wife died. I feel a little strange, so come here have a look." "Oh, you are Captain Qiu of the police station, right? You are finally here, let us be the orphans and widows, my wife died so badly!" Seeing that it was Qiu Kunyuan who came, the woman immediately cried When he got up, his cold face was replaced by sadness, and he put a small handkerchief in the corner of his eyes and wiped it. It turned out that this woman was Yang Zhenyi's second wife, unlike now, there were many wives of rich people in the past. "Okay, stop howling, take us to have a look!" Qiu Kunyuan shouted loudly, the woman's crying stopped abruptly, her small handkerchief fluttered forward, and her voice immediately calmed down: "Just in Go ahead, follow me." Han Fang was taken aback, this woman's face changed really fast, it was faster than turning a book, she has learned a lot today, but why did this lady die inexplicably?Is there something else hidden in it? A group of people walked in hastily, but unexpectedly the middle-aged woman stretched out her hand to stop her, pointed at Han Fang and said, "Recently, there are a lot of things at home, so don't go in if you are idle." When Han Fang was stunned, Qiu Kunyuan came from behind and waved to the woman: "This is my guest, don't neglect it." After saying this, Qiu Kunyuan made a "please" gesture, The respectful look made the woman next to him speechless for a long time. "Oh, it's a distinguished guest. Hurry up, please come inside." The second lady's complexion changed really quickly. It was lukewarm just now, but now it looks like a flower is blooming on her face. Han Fang was in front, Qiu Kunyuan followed, and the second lady led the way. They all walked towards the courtyard.But at this moment, a person suddenly rushed out from the side, his face was dressed like an actor's, his old bark-like face was painted gaudyly, and his scarlet lips seemed to have just drunk blood.Han Fang narrowed his eyes and took a closer look, but it was the old lady just now. "Hey, hey, you, who are you? Give me back my son!" The old lady rushed directly in front of Qiu Kunyuan, grabbed his skirt and demanded her son. Qiu Kunyuan, who was about 1.80 meters tall, almost fell down, and calmed down. Then he shouted to his subordinates in shock: "Quick, pull away!" what!Just as he was hesitating, the second lady suddenly gave her eyes a stare: "Go away, or I will kill you!" The old lady's body trembled, and she ran away again muttering. Qiu Kunyuan brushed off the clothes on his body, turned to ask the second wife: "Who is this person? Is there something wrong with his mind?" Hearing the captain's question, the second lady curled her mouth and sighed: "Hey, this is a long story, so I'll take the time to read it to you..." A few minutes later, I came to a door. There are still some paper-cut flowers pasted on the left and right of the edged windows, but they are a bit old, and the color is much duller, and some places are slightly yellow. The second lady looked in, and frowned immediately: "My heart has been 'thumping' since morning, there is no way, I won't go in if I am timid." She said beside herself Seeing the reason, Han Fang and Qiu Kunyuan had already stepped into the room. The door was pushed open, but there was a person standing in the room, about fifty years old, dressed in a long coat, maybe it was a little cold, he put his hands in his sleeves, and when he saw someone entering the room, he hurriedly let go of his hands , Standing with an arched back.Looking down, a cold corpse was lying at the man's feet. It was an old woman, but her death was horrific. Her face turned into a purple eggplant, her hands were clenched into fists, and her nails were deeply embedded in her flesh. One inch, the hair is messed up like a bird's nest, and a few strands are stuck to the slightly open mouth, making people afraid to take a second look. Seeing the uniformed policeman coming, the man lowered his head, and said in a soft voice: "This is our eldest lady, she was fine last night, but it's like this since she came here this morning, poor thing... "Maybe it was really sad, the man touched the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and closed his eyes. Liu Jinyu next to him moved his ears, but was really taken aback in his heart. This man is an eunuch.Liu Zhong went to the palace to be a eunuch, and he will never forget this kind of voice and accent in his life.Of course, not only Liu Jinyu, but also Han Fang and Qiu Kunyuan next to him also heard the clues. Seeing that everyone's eyes were a little strange, the man took the initiative to say: "After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, the maids and eunuchs were all sent out of the palace. I was helpless in Beijing. Later, I met Mr. Yang by chance, and he took me in. Let me live in the mansion and do some chores in the mansion. It can be regarded as half a housekeeper, so everyone Call me Butler Zhao." Oh, I see.Han Fang lowered his head and moved his gaze to the corpse next to him.The neck is very smooth, and there are no bruises. It should not be from here, but it looks like he died of suffocation!Han Fang was a little puzzled, squatted down, and examined carefully...Suddenly, Han Fang found that the lady's waist was more fluffy and bulging, as if her trousers had been pulled up. After thinking for a moment, Han Fang gently lifted a corner of his jacket, and he saw his exposed belly. This...Han Fang's heart sank, he suddenly remembered the way of Liu Zhong's death, could it be that the eldest lady was also... Thinking of this, Han Fang straightened his body, turned his head and waved at Qiu Kunyuan, Qiu Kunyuan understood, and listened to him. Han Fang lowered his voice and said, "Captain Qiu, I suspect that her death method is the same as Liu Zhong's." "What did you say? Someone killed the lady in the same way?" Qiu Kunyuan was shocked and almost jumped up.There is still no clue about the last case, and now there is another murder case of the same kind. Isn't it killing people? Han Fang carefully inspected the corpse on the ground, then looked at the surrounding environment, and said in a low tone, "Captain Qiu, immediately arrange for people to carry the corpse back to the coroner for an autopsy. The second snake was of the same species, so Mrs. Yang's death might not be so simple, maybe it was the hands of those vicious people again." After listening to Han Fang's words, Qiu Kunyuan was still puzzled. He really couldn't understand: What is the relationship between a eunuch who came out of the palace and a lady who didn't leave the door?Qiu Kunyuan shook his chubby head, really lost his mind. Han Fang made a point next to him, and it seemed that he had to listen to him first. Qiu Kunyuan ordered his men to carry the body away first, and they continued to check inside the house.