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Li Shaoan smiled and nodded, promising not to interfere with her investigation.

The group headed straight to Lower Ngau Tau Kok Village in Kwun Tong District.

We arrived at Room 305 on the third floor of Building 9, the home of the person who reported the case, Mr. Zhuang.

Hu Huizhong signaled Ah B to knock on the door.

"dong dong dong..."

As soon as Ah B put his hand down, a man's voice came from inside the door and asked:

"Who?"

"Hello, we are the police, please open the door."

Upon hearing this, the person inside immediately opened the door and said anxiously:

"Sir, you are finally here, please come in, please come in quickly."

The group went straight into the room, and Li Shaoan followed behind without saying a word.

As soon as he sat down, the experienced Ah B introduced his team leader to him:

"Mr. Zhuang, this is our boss, Hu Huizhong Hu Shazhan. You can tell us about the case now."

The other police officers did not speak, but just listened quietly and prepared to take notes.

Zhuang Sheng looked at the young Hu Huizhong and doubted her abilities.

But he didn't say it out loud. He just nodded and started talking.

"Sir Hu, these past few days I have been hearing a woman crying outside the door, but every time I open the door and go out to check, the sound disappears immediately."

He stood up and motioned for them to follow him.

Arriving at the kitchen, Mr. Zhuang pointed to the ceiling above the stove and said:

“Look, I just discovered this this morning.

The ceiling was penetrated by something, and there was red liquid, I suspect it was blood."

At this point, Mr. Zhuang's face turned pale.

After all, no one would feel comfortable if something like this happened in their family.

This is where we cook. Who knows if anything will drip down while we're cooking?

Hu Huizhong nodded and immediately asked A B and the others to get to work.

After collecting the evidence, she asked:

"Do you know what's happening with the residents upstairs?"

Zhuang Sheng nodded upon hearing this and replied:

"The resident of room 405 upstairs is called Li Ya, a middle-aged woman in her fifties.

But I haven’t seen her in the past few days, it can’t be…”

At this point, Mr. Zhuang also understood a little, and his face looked even uglier.

If his guess is true, then he would have been facing a corpse across the wall for the past few days.

Hu Huizhong interrupted his wild thoughts and said:

"Zhuang Sheng, don't guess about things that you are not sure about."

Then he continued to ask some other questions.

Seeing that Xiao Hu was doing things in an organized manner, Li Shaoan did not make any noise to disturb her.

After he came here, he didn't find any bad luck or anything like that.

So we know that this is not a supernatural case, but just an ordinary murder case.

As for the crying sound that Mr. Zhuang heard, it might be the psychological trauma caused by his long-standing speculation.

Half an hour later, all of them had finished taking statements and collecting evidence.

Hu Huizhong said goodbye and went to check out Room 405 upstairs.

A group of people climbed the stairs to the fourth floor.

Ah B was very alert. Without Hu Huizhong saying anything, he took the initiative to walk over and knock on the door.

"dong dong dong..."

"dong dong dong..."

"Is anyone home? We are the police."

A B knocked for several minutes but no one answered.

A smile appeared on Li Shaoan's lips.

He could clearly hear someone breathing inside, standing not far behind the door.

Ah B took two steps back and said doubtfully:

"Hey, is there no one home?

I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. "

Hu Huizhong was also in a dilemma. Without a search warrant, she had no power to break into the house and search.

Li Shaoan looked at Xiao Hu from the side and smiled.

What age is it now?

It was the seventies, not the new century.

There aren't so many rules to follow.

The police are the most powerful now and can do whatever they want.

If you dare to complain, I will find you through the phone line.

So he walked straight forward and kicked the door open.

Hu Huizhong watched his actions, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Ah B and the others had expressions that said “this is how it should be”.

With a "bang..." sound.

The door of Room 405 was kicked open by the handsome An.

There was a man inside, sweating all over, and said in a trembling voice:

"What do you want to do? Can the police break into private homes?"

Li Shaoan kicked the door open and went back to let them do their job.

A B and his friends are experienced people and they won’t spoil him.

He rushed in and asked angrily:

"We knocked on the door for so long just now, why didn't you open the door?"

The man shrank back, his thoughts were already confused, and he spoke incoherently:

"How do I know who you are? What if you are the creditor?"

Ah B was furious when he heard this, and grabbed him by the collar and said:

"You old man, I told you when I knocked on the door that we are the police, and you still dare to make excuses.

Tell me, who are you?

Why in Li Ya's house.

Where is she?

Did you kill her?"

Hu Huizhong was also very angry, but she was not a police officer like Ah B.

So he said:

"Ah B, put him down first and ask slowly."

Hearing this, Ah B let go of the man's collar and stepped back.

After all, Hu Huizhong is the boss and we must listen to her.

What's more, Lao Ding is watching next to us.

Hu Huizhong shouted at the man:

"Who are you?

Why in Li Ya's house?

Where is she? "

The man already looked like he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Now surrounded by so many police officers, he knew he couldn't escape and immediately started crying loudly.

"My name is Huang Shengqiu, Li Ya is my godmother, and I killed her."

After saying that, he burst into tears again.

It took a while before it slowly stopped.

Seeing that Huang Shengqiu had calmed down a little, Hu Huizhong and others continued to interrogate him:

"Why did you kill your godmother?

And her body?"

Huang Shengqiu, who was detained by two police officers, had given up resistance and began to tell everything.

“This house belongs to my godmother, who used to live with one of her sworn sisters.

But three months ago, her sworn sister hanged herself in the house for unknown reasons.

She was very scared and felt unlucky.

So I wanted to sublet this house.

I'm not afraid of anyone dying in this house.

So when I heard the news, I wanted to rent this house.”

Having said this, he paused, his heart full of regret. If he had not thought of renting this room, none of these things would have happened.

Ah B said impatiently:

"What's next? Tell me quickly."

Huang Shengqiu continued:

“We agreed on a monthly rent of HK$150.

If you pay two years' rent at once, you can get a discount of HK$3,000.

I scraped together three thousand yuan to give her.

Who knew she hadn't moved out for two months.

I went to her house to argue with her a few days ago.

Either move out or return my money.

Who knew she would actually ask me to give her another two thousand before she was willing to move out.

She also threatened that if she didn't give it to him, she would sell the house.

I don’t have a penny of my three thousand Hong Kong dollars.

So I got angry and started fighting with her, and I accidentally strangled her to death."

Then he started crying again.

Li Shaoan was listening, if what the man said was true.

Then he was indeed a bit helpless.

After hearing the whole story, Hu Huizhong asked:

"Where did you hide Li Ya's body?"

Huang Shengqiu led a group of people to the kitchen and pointed at the stove sealed with cement.

“I was afraid of being discovered, so I didn’t dare go out to dispose of the body.

So they sealed her body inside the stove with cement."

Only then did everyone suddenly realize.

The source of the blood is on the kitchen ceiling of Mr. Zhuang’s house.