When they arrived at the door of Cao Qianjin's house, Cao Haitao asked, "Xiaobao, is this the family you saw?"
Yang Xiabao nodded and said, "Yes, this is the family."
"Okay, I'll knock on the door now, and you stand by the wall."
Yang Xiaobao's body was pressed against the wall.
Because it was too dark and foggy, you couldn't see Yang Xiaobao standing against the wall unless you looked carefully.
As soon as Yang Xiaobao stood up, Cao Haitao raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Go forward, go forward, have you slept?"
There was a pause, but no echo was heard inside.
"What's going on?" Cao Haitao said, and stretched out his hand to knock on the door again, "Go forward, go forward, open the door, I want to talk to you about something urgent."
Still no response.
Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaobao said to Cao Haitao: "Stop knocking. There must be no one inside. Push the door and go in."
Cao Haitao pushed the door open but did not move.
"It's locked from the inside," Cao Haitao said.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and said, "Jump in!"
With the help of Yang Xiaobao, Cao Haitao climbed over the courtyard wall and jumped into the courtyard.
Yang Xiaobao waited outside for less than three minutes when he heard footsteps coming from inside, and then the door creaked open.
Cao Haitao walked out of it.
"It's not good!"
His voice was full of fear.
"What's wrong?"
"Cao Qianjin, Cao Qianjin is dead."
After saying that, he squatted on the ground and hugged his head.
"This is the third one." He said sadly, "What is going on? Why are so many people dead?"
Yang Xiaobao took a breath of air and walked directly into the yard.
The door of the main room was open, and a light shone out.
When he entered the main room, he saw Cao Qianjin lying face down on the ground.
Cao Haitao also walked in at this time.
"The door to the main room was ajar. I pushed the door open, came in, turned on the light, and saw him like this."
Yang Xiaobao nodded, walked over and opened Cao Qianjin's body.
Cao Qianjin also died with his eyes closed, but there was no expression of fear on his face, but shock, showing disbelief.
He checked Cao Qianjin's body and found that there were no wounds.
"How long has he been dead?" Cao Haitao asked.
Yang Xiaobao waved to him and said, "You can touch him."
Cao Haitao hesitated for a moment, then took a few steps forward with some fear, then stretched out his hand and touched Cao Qianjin's body.
The body is not that cold yet, it is still soft.
"He died less than two hours ago," Yang Xiaobao said.
Cao Haitao's expression changed.
"You, where were you two hours ago?" Cao Haitao asked, staring at Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "On the way back to Yongfeng Town."
"What about before?" Cao Haitao asked again.
"Trapped in the mountains west of your village." Yang Xiaobao answered honestly.
He knew what Cao Haitao meant.
Cao Haitao suspected that Yang Xiabao and others were responsible for Cao Qianjin's death.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Do you think now that Cao Qianjin's death has anything to do with me?"
"I just feel that if you enter the village now, you will definitely be viewed this way by the people in our village."
Yang Xiaobao shrugged and said, "We have a clear conscience. Whatever they think, let's just think so."
"What do you mean?" Cao Haitao looked at Yang Xiaobao and asked, "Are you going to leave our village now?"
If Yang Xiaobao and the others leave Beichen Village now, only Cao Haitao and Cao Tong will know.
In this way, no one would think of Cao Qianjin's death.
If a normal person heard this, he would definitely leave in a heartbeat.
But Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said: "How could I leave before the matter is clear?"
"What now?"
Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said, "I don't know. Let's check his home first to see if we find any useful clues or evidence."
Two people searched Cao Qianjin's home.
Nothing.
"Cao Qianjin bought a building outside. He has very few things in the house. He only has bedding and some daily necessities. He just needs to be able to stay there for one night when he comes back."
While checking, Cao Haitao said to Yang Xiaobao.
His voice was still trembling, and it seemed that he was still a little scared.
It's no wonder that if there is a dead person in the house, anyone who sees it will be frightened.
Yang Xiaobao nodded and asked, "What about his wife and children?"
"He and his wife divorced, and the children are with his wife."
Yang Xiaobao didn't check anything in the main room, so he came to the room inside.
When he reached the room inside, Yang Xiaobao smelled a smell.
This smell was all too familiar to him.
It smells like sauced beef, and it's the bagged kind.
He has already eaten today.
Yang Xiaobao opened the door in the back room and saw a trash can with some garbage stuffed in it.
Yang Xiaobao took out the garbage.
I found that in addition to several packages of sauced beef, there were also many cigarette butts.
"Cao Qianjin, does he smoke?" Yang Xiabao asked.
“No smoking.”
"Are you sure?" Yang Xiaobao straightened up and asked.
Cao Haitao nodded: "Of course I'm sure."
"At his age, should he smoke?" Yang Xiaobao asked, "There should be very few people who don't like it."
"I'm sure he doesn't smoke, because he stopped smoking only after he was diagnosed with lung cancer." Cao Haitao said with certainty.
Yang Xiaobao was even more surprised: "Have you ever had lung cancer? Early stage or late stage?"
"They say it's the late stage, but since he hasn't died for several years, it should be the early stage." Cao Haitao said, "Because of this, his wife divorced him, so he quit smoking."
"It's possible to pick it up again."
As Yang Xiaobao spoke, he returned to Cao Qianjin, leaned down, and sniffed in front of his nose and mouth. There was no smell of smoke.
Yang Xiaobao does not smoke, so he is very sensitive to the smell of smoke.
If the cigarette butt was not smoked by Cao Qian, who would it be?
Yang Xiaobao checked the other rooms in Cao Qianjin's house.
Although some places were not very conspicuous, Yang Xiaobao slowly found some clues.
When he returned to the body, Yang Xiaobao said: "I am sure that other people have lived in their house."
"It should be like this." Cao Haitao also felt it.
Because there are two bedrooms they are very clean.
Although the quilt was put back into the cabinet, some signs were still left.
"But Cao Haitao is alone, who could live here?" Cao Haitao asked.
"Could it be someone from your village? For example, Cao Changsheng, didn't they drink together last night?"
"No, Cao Changsheng has a wife, and they are from the same village. You can go home in a few steps."
After Cao Haitao said this, his eyes lit up and he immediately said: "That's not right. I was drinking at Cao Changsheng's house that day, not Cao Qian's house at all."
Yang Xiaobao's mind lit up and he immediately said: "Is what you said true?"