Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 481

Chapter 481: Chapter 481

The female officer who didn’t know Yang Fan’s name, but had a really foul temper, made a trip to Shen Zhongwei’s home, only to come up empty-handed.

Shen Zhongwei had already left!

Although the case hadn’t been completely defined yet, after the police’s insistence, Kou Miao had revealed everything that needed to be said, and the facts of the case had become clear—Shen Zhongwei was undoubtedly the prime suspect.

So naturally, the next steps were to lockdown, issue an alert, and search the mountains to capture the culprit.

However, this task had already been handed over to the armed police, and that female officer, along with her team, was still at Wang Daqiang’s house dealing with the aftermath.

The most important thing was the body, and the testimony from Yang Fan, the main witness.

But with both these matters, the female officer hit a snag—a BUG, so to speak.

The body simply couldn’t be moved, no matter what.

And Yang Fan’s testimony was even more... bizarre.

Even though everything Yang Fan said was true.

But to the ears of the officers, it all sounded quite off.

The investigation, which prides itself on evidence and science, faced the least scientific testimony of all.

In the yard of Wang Daqiang’s house, the female officer found Yang Fan again, "How on earth do you know all this? Giving false testimony is a very serious matter, and you are legally responsible for every word you say now."

Yang Fan was sitting on a small stool, smoking, "It figures, just don’t try to play the good guy, right? Then I have no testimony. I just suspected these two bastards killed Old Mrs. Wang, and since Kou Miao has confessed, it proves my suspicion was not wrong."

The female officer was instantly infuriated, her delicate brows creasing slightly.

But this... this actually kind of made sense.

After all, Yang Fan was just the person who reported the crime, not a suspect.

"Then how did you know where the chicken was hidden?" the female officer asked with a heavy voice, her chest rising prominently.

"I saw it last night," Yang Fan said frankly, "I suspected those two bastards had killed Old Mrs. Wang and were hiding out at the Wang family’s place. In the dead of night, I saw Shen Zhongwei digging a hole to bury the pot. I thought it must be something important, so I sneaked it out."

"Just on a hunch, you were compelled to do all this?" the officer asked slyly.

"I have a chivalrous heart!" Yang Fan said proudly.

"Okay, Mr. Chivalrous Heart, the forensic examiner has determined that Old Mrs. Wang’s time of death was about between seven and eight last night. So, how did you know she was dead? According to our current investigation, neither Kou Miao nor Shen Zhongwei left the yard during that time, and the old lady didn’t have a mobile phone, so she couldn’t communicate with the outside world." The female officer crossed her arms in front of her, her slender arms emphasizing her generous bust even more.

Yang Fan fell silent.

Damn, he was cornered by accident.

With an incredulous look, he said, "Officer, why do you keep hounding me? Shouldn’t you be interrogating the suspects this way, not me?"

"They are naturally being interrogated by someone else, but you are a key link in the whole case, the starting point. Your testimony must be detailed," the female officer said, "Let’s put it this way, I can responsibly tell you that even if you gave a false testimony, while it might not get you into serious trouble, it could earn you a commendation for bravery, coupled with a public security punishment."

"Wait, can those two things even be combined?" Yang Fan was speechless.

"Yes, because first you acted bravely—for which, indeed, you deserve credit—but at the same time, you also lied to us, for which there will be some punishment. Each will be dealt with on its own merits; it doesn’t conflict," the officer explained, "Besides, you don’t have anything to hide, so just be honest."

Yang Fan was at a loss for words.

So, being a good person really isn’t that easy.

"You don’t believe what I saw in my dream, so would you believe me if I said I encountered Old Mrs. Wang’s Yin Spirit?" Yang Fan said speechlessly, "This is inherently a rather mystical matter. You say you don’t believe this or that, what kind of answer are you looking to get? I’ve had no contact with Old Mrs. Wang and I don’t have the Heavenly Eye, so how could there be any other explanation?"

He was getting a bit impatient.

Although the answer was far-fetched, the fact remained a fact.

The female police officer was silent for a moment, "So you actually encountered Old Mrs. Wang’s Yin Spirit, it wasn’t just a dream?"

"Seen in a dream." Yang Fan stated decisively, not wanting to expose even a shred of his pitiful secrets.

At the same time, he thought he should consult with Old Sir Shen, who might know how to deal with the situation here.

The female police officer chuckled lightly and asked, "Do you often have similar dreams?"

"Not often, occasionally, I’ve already told you, it’s very coincidental." Yang Fan reminded seriously.

The female police officer fell silent again, then suddenly said, "You deal in medicinal herbs, so you must know something about pharmacology, right? Just say you found something off about Old Mrs. Wang’s death, that there were symptoms of poisoning on the body."

After saying this, she tossed a piece of paper to Yang Fan, "This is the autopsy report, there are several symptoms listed on it, memorize them, and tell me later. We will need to record your testimony again."

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, then started to rant somewhat frantically, "If this was the reason, why didn’t you drop a hint earlier? What’s with the riddles? I’ve nearly been talking my throat dry, and the result is... it’s unscientific, right?"

"You’re just too slow, I was hinting to you, alright?" the female police officer replied with a roll of her eyes.

Yang Fan glanced at the recorder on her shoulder and rolled his eyes speechlessly himself.

This thing... seemed a bit superfluous.

After briefly reviewing the autopsy report, Yang Fan memorized the few characteristics listed, and handed the document back to her, the female T-rex.

That male officer wasn’t wrong; she really was quite torturous.

"Got it memorized? Then let’s start over." the female police officer said.

Yang Fan nodded helplessly, "Let’s start."

This time, he concocted a more grounded reason, that he heard noises in the morning and came to help. While moving the body, he noticed the symptoms of poisoning on Old Mrs. Wang and since Wang Daqiang’s household only had Kou Miao, suspicion naturally arose, leading to the police being called.

This time, the recorded testimony was much simpler, skipping over the part where he found the poisoned chicken.

"Alright, you can go now." the female police officer said.

"It’s really no problem now?" Yang Fan asked.

"Um, could you wait just a moment..." the female police officer suddenly said, seeming a bit embarrassed, "I often have auditory hallucinations, is there anything you can do about that?"

Yang Fan was taken aback. Why would she suddenly ask that?

"You should see a doctor for that, I can’t help!"

The female police officer glanced at the door, then lowered her voice a bit and said, somewhat embarrassingly, "It doesn’t happen anywhere else, but as soon as I get home, it starts again, I frequently hear someone calling my name, and I often have nightmares, no matter the time of day or night."

Yang Fan realized, it looked like the T-rex had taken his word for it, thinking he might be some kind of Yin Yang Master.