Before Yang Xiaobao could speak, he asked again: "Do you know anything? Were you the ones who knocked on our door this afternoon?"
"It's us." Yang Xiaobao said, "We still wanted to stay here for the night."
"Does my father's death have something to do with you?" The forty-year-old middle-aged man stared at Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma with fierce eyes.
Cao Deyong said quickly: "Haitao, don't talk nonsense, they have nothing to do with this matter."
"Village Chief, my father died inexplicably, and they suddenly appeared in our village today. Who else could they be?"
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "When did your father die?"
The middle-aged man in his forties was stunned for a moment and said, "At around eleven o'clock, I heard my dad getting up to go to the bathroom."
"At that time, they were still sleeping in my house and would never appear in your yard."
Yang Xiaobao looked at the man named Haitao and said, "Then how do you know it's past eleven o'clock?"
"I was playing with my phone in bed," Haitao said.
"Then did you hear anything?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
"Two screams." Cao Haitao said.
Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma looked at each other.
It seems that the cry heard just now should have been made by Cao Haitao's father.
"What next?"
"When I came out, my father was already lying in the yard." Cao Haitao said.
Yang Xiaobao frowned.
He took a step forward.
Cao Haitao immediately stretched out his hand to stop him.
"What do you want to do?"
"I want to check the body of the deceased, is that okay?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
"Why? Who are you? What are you doing?"
Strangers like them would definitely make people suspicious if they rashly proposed to examine the body of the deceased.
"I have to prove our innocence, right?" Yang Xiaobao said with a bitter smile.
"There are no wounds on my father's body."
Cao Haitao said this, but still made way for Yang Xiaobao to check.
Indeed, as Cao Haitao said, there were no wounds or traces of bleeding on his father's body.
"Does your father have a heart disease?"
"No." Cao Haitao said, "I have lived in the city for the past two years. I have been checked during the physical examination activities in the community. There is nothing serious."
Yang Xiaobao nodded.
"Tell me, does this matter have anything to do with you?" Cao Haitao asked again.
Old Ma frowned and said, "What do you mean by this? How does this have anything to do with us?"
"Huh, huh, you suddenly entered our village and even talked to my father. It has nothing to do with you. Who would believe it?"
At this time, Cao Deyong stood up: "Haitao, this matter should have nothing to do with them, I can guarantee it."
"Village chief, do you believe them so much?"
At this moment, another voice came from the yard.
"Haitao, what's wrong? What happened?"
Then they heard a clutter of footsteps.
Then they saw two people walking in from the yard.
When they saw the deceased lying in the room, both of them gasped.
"Haitao, what on earth is going on? What's going on?"
A man about the same age as Cao Haitao, with disheveled hair, asked with a surprised look on his face.
The other man, who was in his thirties and dressed up neatly, said, "Yes, I saw him this morning. Wasn't he fine?"
As the two of them talked, the smell of alcohol came out.
"Alas..." Cao Haitao let out a long sigh, not knowing what to say.
Cao Deyong asked: "Forward, Changsheng, why are you here?"
The man in his forties with disheveled hair said: "Chang Sheng and I were drinking at home when we heard someone shouting. Come out to see what's going on. Who knows?"
"Who are they?" The man in his thirties, who was neatly dressed and should be named Chang Sheng, pointed at Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma and asked.
"They came to our place to climb mountains. They had no place to live, so they stayed at my house." Cao Deyong said.
"oh……"
Both of them looked at Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma suspiciously.
"Brother Xiaobao, brother Lao Ma, there is nothing for you here. You can go back." Cao Deyong said to the two people.
Yang Xiaobao knew that if he stayed here at this time, he would be a little ignorant of current affairs.
He winked at Lao Ma.
Lao Ma knew what Yang Xiaobao meant, nodded, and followed Yang Xiaobao out of the room.
When they arrived outside the yard, Lao Ma asked, "Xiaobao, did you find anything?"
"It was the ghost who killed him," Yang Xiaobao said.
"How did you tell?" Lao Ma asked with a surprised look on his face.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "I guessed."
As the two people walked back, they heard footsteps coming from behind.
"Brother Xiaobao, brother Lao Ma, wait a minute."
The two people stopped when they heard Cao Deyong's voice.
Cao Deyong caught up and asked, "Brothers, what do you think of today's incident?"
"Village chief, what do you mean?" Yang Xiaobao did not directly answer his words, but asked instead.
Cao Deyong smiled and said: "You two, if I guess correctly, you are not here to climb the mountain, right?"
"What do you think we're not here for mountain climbing? What else are we doing if we're not mountain climbing?"
"Haha, you should be here to find someone, right?"
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Village chief, how did you know that we were here to find someone?"
"Haha, after all, I used to be the village chief and have been hanging around outside for so many years. Your every move cannot escape my eyes."
Yang Xiaobao nodded: "Yes, you are right, we are here to find someone."
"Who are you looking for?"
"An old man named Shi Ran, and there may be others." Yang Xiaobao replied honestly.
Cao Deyong was silent for a while and nodded: "I understand."
Then he added: "These people have never been in our village."
"Village chief, how do you know these people have never been in the village?" Lao Ma asked.
"Because I haven't seen any outsiders since I came back."
Yang Xiaobao asked: "What if they entered the village quietly? What if they are hiding somewhere now?"
Cao Deyong became silent when Yang Xiaobao asked him this question.
"Why are you looking for him?" Cao Deyong asked, "Does the death of Haitao's father have anything to do with you or the person you are looking for?"
Yang Xiaobao was silent for a while and said: "We can't answer you for sure yet, but I have a question for you, village chief, have you also noticed that your village is different from before?"
When asked by Yang Xiaobao, the village chief Cao Deyong stopped talking.
After a long while, he nodded and said, "You are right. Ever since I returned to the village, I have felt that the village is different from before."
"What's different?" Lao Ma asked immediately. This chapter has been completed!