Chapter 107

An hour ago, shortly after the sun set, night officially fell.

In a single-occupancy apartment in Nan Cheng Development Zone, a male corpse was discovered.

The victim was Li Tingfeng, twenty-seven years old, an assembly-line worker at the Caiyuan Fast Food Factory.

The manner of death was somewhat bizarre: he locked himself inside a refrigerator and froze to death.

The person who reported it was his coworker from next door.

He said Li Tingfeng had been acting strange since yesterday morning.

It was as if he had pulled an all-nighter; his dark circles were heavy and his face was very pale.

They were all in charge of loading and unloading; their usual work was to transport packaged products from the production line to the freezer cold storage, and then load the frozen products onto trucks.

Li Tingfeng, however, was the team leader, responsible for having workers count and inspect goods after loading and unloading a batch.

While working yesterday, perhaps due to his health, he almost accidentally locked himself in the cold storage because of an equipment mishap.

Fortunately he hadn't gone far; hearing his cries for help, they opened the cold storage and let him out, otherwise the consequences would have been unthinkable.

"What about last night after work? Did anything happen in his place after he got off work?"

The upper and lower floors of this single-occupancy apartment are the staff dormitories for that fast food factory.

As the team leader, he has a room to himself, while other workers share either a small room for two or a large room for four.

Zhang Xuefeng had observed that the soundproofing here is not very good; if the neighbor sneezes a bit louder, it can be heard.

When asked about this, the man's expression became a bit strange.

He stammered a bit, 'There is, but I, I don't feel comfortable saying it; even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me.'

"You just say it; whether we believe it or not is our business." Zhang Xuefeng said solemnly.

The man looked around the room, then spoke mysteriously.

"Last night I really heard some movement, but I can't be sure whether it was Li Tingfeng having a nightmare or what; I heard him shout loudly, 'Jiang Zhiyi, I was wrong, spare me!'"

But it was only that one sound; when I went to listen again, it was gone.

"So I, I'm a bit suspicious that maybe Jiang Zhiyi really came back to take revenge on him."

Zhang Xuefeng frowned and exchanged a glance with Song Guogang.

Then Song Guogang gave Zhang Xuefeng a look, and Zhang Xuefeng went to ask the forensics and trace evidence department.

Both sides gave the same answer: no trace of a second person was found inside the room; the door lock had also been sampled, and all the fingerprints were Li Tingfeng's alone.

But the strange point is that the reason Li Tingfeng's body could be discovered was that when the workers had finished work, eaten their meals, and returned to the apartment, just as they walked up to this spot, Li Tingfeng's apartment door creaked open by itself.

They had actually wanted to ask why they hadn't seen him at work today; after waiting a while and seeing no one come out, they peered inside.

The result of that look was initially fine—aside from Li Tingfeng not being in the room, everything inside seemed normal.

But just as they were about to pull their heads back, something strange happened.

Because it's a one-bedroom, one-living-room layout, the interior is basically visible at a glance.

Li Tingfeng's refrigerator actually opened by itself.

You should know that modern refrigerator doors seal automatically, and opening them requires a bit of force.

Unless he didn't close it properly.

But they knew it definitely wasn't because Li Tingfeng hadn't closed it properly.

Because Li Tingfeng himself was inside the refrigerator.

Covered in frost, his eyes wide open, he stared at the doorway.

When taking statements, those witnesses all said the same thing.

Zhang Xuefeng had already sent people to retrieve the hallway surveillance, including the elevator and unit entrance cameras, and they had examined every single one.

The final conclusion was that it is very likely a supernatural revenge case.

Because after investigation, it was learned that the person the complainant mentioned, named Jiang Zhiyi, was exactly the one who, five years ago in that factory, due to an operational accident, was locked in the cold storage and frozen to death.

Although a definitive conclusion cannot yet be drawn, after hesitating Zhang Xuefeng still first notified Tushan Jiu.

Actually, Song Guogang's side also received a call from above yesterday morning.

The superiors said that recently the Nan Cheng office has had special movements, and that when handling cases, any involvement in this matter must be reported.

As for what those movements are, the superiors didn't say.

Combined with the few hot searches he saw while scrolling on his phone today.

Zhang Xuefeng and Song Guogang both keenly guessed at something.

Song Guogang isn't acquainted with Tushan Jiu, but he also knows that Tushan Jiu is Zhang Xuefeng's creditor; he also knows about the human trafficker case, and that it was Tushan Jiu who voluntarily lent money to Zhang Xuefeng, a whole superstitious good citizen.

Therefore, such performance must first be reported to our own people.

After Zhang Xuefeng finished notifying Tushan Jiu, he was busy for a while before calling the superiors to report a suspected supernatural revenge case.

Tushan Jiu's side was also not slow; she arrived in less than half an hour.

She planned to send Wu Shuyao a red packet after returning; his driving skills and familiarity with Nan Cheng's routes are praiseworthy.

A fifty-minute journey, she forcibly cut it down to half an hour, and throughout there were no violations.

After getting out of the car, Wu Shuyao drove the car to a parking spot and waited there.

This is what they were told beforehand when they became Tushan Jiu's drivers: no matter what they see or hear, they must not get out of the car.

Unless Tushan Jiu tells them to follow, otherwise getting out of the car means being dismissed.

Because there are protective talismans placed by Tushan Jiu in the car.

As long as they don't get out of the car, not even a trace of yin energy can stick to them.

After all, Tushan Jiu uses the car for work seven out of ten times, so being cautious is still good.

Tushan Jiu went up to the floor according to what Zhang Xuefeng said.

The elevator opened, and she stepped out.

As soon as Tushan Jiu entered the corridor, she felt a strong yin qi.

She sighed and continued walking inward.

Since the case hasn't been classified, many staff are still investigating and gathering evidence as best they can, and outside the police line a crowd of people is packed, peering inward.

Those people all had some yin qi on them, more or less.

But Tushan Jiu glanced and paid no attention.

Zhang Xuefeng had been waiting for Tushan Jiu, and upon seeing her arrive, he immediately went up to meet her.

"Miss Tushan, you're here, someone said the victim last night......"

He pointed out a few—the victim's bizarre death manner and strange details—and told Tushan Jiu.

Tushan Jiu listened while pinching her fingers, beginning to calculate the course of events.

After a few seconds, she stopped her fingers and said, "Half and half."