Sure enough, Li Zhong's answer confirmed Di Zhiyuan's guess.
"Steward Li, I have to ask you to take me to find my wife." Di Zhiyuan said to Li Zhong, cupping his hands.
Butler Li didn't even dare to say, "My lord, this is a shame. Please come with me!"
Di Zhiyuan ordered six detectives to stay here, and then followed Butler Li to Mrs. Li's room.
In Li's Mansion, the miscellaneous room is in the west, while Mrs. Li's room is in the southeast, which almost passes through the entire Li Mansion.
As soon as the group arrived at the door, they heard a panic in Mrs. Li's courtyard.
Di Zhiyuan rushed into the courtyard quickly and saw only a group of panicked maids.
"What happened here?"
Di Zhiyuan had a bad premonition that their opponents were hiding in the dark and could be one step ahead of them every time. Mrs. Li seemed to be one step slower here.
It's like there's a behind-the-scenes hand controlling everything.
"Madam, she hanged herself!"
Di Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and his expression became more solemn. He no longer cared about any red tape and rushed directly into the house, went straight to the second floor, and came to Mrs. Li's room.
Mrs. Li, who was charming and lovely just a few days ago, has now turned into a dead soul, hanging on the beams of the house.
Di Zhiyuan was close to the window sill. It was obvious that this window was often opened. There was almost no dust on the edge of the window, and there was no way to find traces of someone sneaking in.
There was no sign of struggle or struggle in the room, and it seemed that Mrs. Li was the only one in the room all along.
Just as Di Zhiyuan was investigating the scene, Yang Qingyuan also arrived.
"Zhiyuan, what's going on? Why is Mrs. Li dead?!"
"Sir!! Why are you here!?" Yang Qingyuan should have been in the government office but he appeared here.
"Just now, Wang Yichen, the detective under Jian Han, came to the government office to report that a man in black had escaped from Li's residence. Jian Han had already gone to trace it. I felt uneasy, feeling that the case might not be as simple as we thought.
, I rushed over immediately, but I didn’t expect to arrive a step too late.”
Di Zhiyuan briefly described what happened in Li's house.
While the two were talking, Ye Jianhan also rushed back.
Looking at the dead Mrs. Li in front of him, Ye Jianhan felt not only regret but also confirmation that the three people just now must be related to this case and must have deliberately diverted him away.
"Master Ye, where were you just now?!" Seeing Ye Jianhan rushing back, Di Zhiyuan asked immediately.
Although Di Zhiyuan's tone was full of accusations, Ye Jianhan also knew that it was his fault this time.
Ye Jianhan told Yang Qingyuan and Di Zhiyuan exactly what they had just met with the three men in black. He was not good at inferring and hoped that Yang Qingyuan and Di Zhiyuan could gain something.
Listening to Ye Jianhan's description, Yang Qingyuan felt a familiar doubt in his heart.
The three men in black who had just lured Ye Jianhan away, one was good at light kung fu, and the second man who fought with Ye Jianhan was tall, superb in boxing skills, and practiced foreign kung fu. The last person who took over was not even a man or woman, and he used
Having produced thousands of ice picks, he must be good at using concealed weapons.
There are not many people in the entire capital who can summon such three masters of Yuan Hua Realm.
But listening to Ye Jianhan's description, Yang Qingyuan always had a familiar feeling, as if he had heard of such three masters somewhere.
After thinking for a moment, Yang Qingyuan stopped thinking and turned to Ye Jianhan and said: "Jianhan, one of the three servants is not dead yet and has been sent to the nearby Tongrentang for treatment. Go immediately to prevent it.
Someone killed someone and silenced them!"
Ye Jianhan nodded, raised his sword and jumped, then left Li Mansion.
With the lesson just learned, Ye Jianhan must be more cautious at this moment. Besides, it is useless for him to stay here. Criminal investigation and other things are really embarrassing for him.
Yang Qingyuan and Di Zhiyuan looked at each other and began to investigate the death scene.
Di Zhiyuan walked to the place where Mrs. Li's body was hanging, put on the whale skin gloves given by Yang Qingyuan, and helped him up. The stool at Mrs. Li's feet was kicked over.
The height of the chair perfectly matches Mrs. Lee's hanging toes.
It looked like a suicide at the scene.
After surveying the surroundings, Yang Qingyuan asked two detectives wearing whale skin gloves to remove Mrs. Li's body and summoned the accompanying men for an autopsy.
"Was your wife always alone in the room just now?" Yang Qingyuan summoned the maids in Mrs. Li's courtyard and began to ask questions.
"Yes! Madam just said she wanted to take a nap, so she ordered us all to retreat." The leading maid glanced at Yang Qingyuan secretly, then lowered her head and replied.
"Are you Mrs. Li's personal maid Cuizhu?" Yang Qingyuan noticed that this maid's dress was different from the others.
"yes!"
"Let me ask you, did your wife ask you to send a table of wine and food to Li Afu and the others today?"
"Yes!" The maid didn't hesitate at all, "Today at noon, Madam called me into the room and gave me a food box. She said that Li and Afu had worked hard today pruning the branches and leaves, so they gave me food and wine to express their condolences!"
"Has it often been like this before?" Yang Qingyuan kept observing Cuizhu's expression while asking.
"Yes! Madam often gives them food and wine! This is not the first time!"
"About a few times!?"
Cuizhu immediately and carefully replied, "I really can't remember how many times I have done this, but this month is already the third time."
Yang Qingyuan felt a little strange, "During the process of delivering food to them, did this lunch box ever leave your hand?"
"I never left my hand. As soon as I got the lunch box, the little maid sent it to Li Afu and the others. She didn't stop until she handed the lunch box to them personally!"
Yang Qingyuan thought carefully about Cuizhu's words and felt that there were no flaws, so he waved Cuizhu away.
Cuizhu had just walked halfway when Yang Qingyuan stopped her again,
"Sir... Sir, do you have anything else to ask?" Cuizhu was a little nervous when she was suddenly called.
"Nothing! I just wanted to ask," Yang Qingyuan paused here, "Did you hear anything in the courtyard just now?"
"Just now, the maid and the sisters were cleaning the courtyard and did not pay attention to the movement in the madam's room."
"Okay! It's okay! Go and do your work!"
After hearing Yang Qingyuan's words, Cuizhu breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe she was Mrs. Li's personal maid, so she was a little nervous, fearing that she would be suspected of being the murderer.
After that, Yang Qingyuan successively asked several maids serving in Madam Li's courtyard, but found nothing unusual.
Di Zhiyuan on the side took off his gloves and shook his head towards Yang Qingyuan.
"how?"
"Nothing was found. There was nothing unusual about the state of the hanged person. No other people's footprints were found in the room. The windows were open, but there was no dust accumulation. The room was neat and tidy, and there were no traces of struggle. No matter how you look at it, it looks like suicide!"