Liangliang's words were like a thunderclap, making Cai Gen's head buzz. Another person died?
The old man selling bean buns, Xiao Xiao from the hotel, Tian Lingling who jumped off the building, the old lady who died of illness, Li Rui who cheated on loans, Liu Ying who was mentally ill, plus Wang Lei who was hiding from debts, seven of them have died in just a few days.
On average, one per day. I had never noticed that the death rate in this small city was so high before, and it was all around me. It seems that the title of Northeast Little Conan is about to be confirmed.
Numbly, he went to the kitchen and served Liangliang a bowl of pimple soup, and the four of them sat at the dining table and drank together.
After dark in the Northeast, the temperature is very low, and it's very comforting to have a hot mouthful of pimple soup.
After Liangliang took two bites, he calmed down and began to tell the news he heard.
"Didn't a girl hang herself in the Red Romantic Hotel a few days ago? Then the police sealed it for several days, and later it was confirmed that it was a suicide.
The hotel just reopened today, and Wang Lei's body was found in the hotel room.
The hotel that just opened was closed again.”
The fly was the most concerned about this matter. Although Liangliang promised to bear the debt, he would lose a lot of interest. He immediately thought of the key to the problem.
"That means Wang Lei died in the hotel before it was sealed for the first time. Didn't the hotel find out?"
The pimple soup was a bit hot, Liangliang said while blowing it,
"My friend who knows about it said that at the bar of the Red Romantic Hotel, people ran away as soon as they heard the dead people.
Therefore, before the seizure, the security guard only knocked on the doors of each room and did not enter the room to check.
Isn't it related to Zhao Laoer? It was closed for a few days and opened for business today.
As a result, a guest came and saw Wang Lei’s body in the room.”
Cai Gen was more concerned about the cause of death and didn't bother to eat pimple soup, so he quickly asked,
"How did you die?"
Because the issue was very sensitive, Liangliang stopped blowing, put down the bowl, and whispered,
"The explanation given to Wang Lei's parents was sudden death. My friend told me, but I don't know why."
The other three people put down their bowls and chopsticks and stared at Liangliang. This information was too little, and if it was said, it was as if it was not said.
Even though he couldn't tell the story, everyone continued to drink pimple soup.
The last one to come was the first to finish eating. After Liangliang put the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen, he came back, lit a cigarette, and continued,
"I suspect that Wang Lei committed suicide, but the method of death is very particular. Considering his parents, the things inside are not simple."
The second person to finish the meal was a fly. He was very careless. He put his bowl on the table, lit a cigarette and started asking,
"What did his parents say? It made you feel that things were not simple?"
Trying to think back, Liangliang spoke,
"His parents didn't say anything. They just told me that Wang Lei was dead and the debt wasn't settled. They let me figure it out myself."
Xiao Sun also finished eating. This was the first time he saw Liang Liang, but he still couldn't help but ask,
"There's nothing special about what he said. What did you hear?"
Since everyone's doubts were asked, Cai Gen and Feiye nodded at the same time. Yes, it is indeed normal. People are dead, so what debts do they need?
Liangliang found that no one felt anything was wrong, but was a little anxious, as if he suddenly thought of something,
"By the way, my colleagues from the Public Security Bureau said that Wang Lei is actually married, and neither our unit nor his colleagues know about it. Guess who his wife is?"
"Bai Suzhen."
"Chang'e."
"Xiaoqing."
This time it's Liangliang's turn to be confused. How do the three people present have such long brain circuits? Is this a joke?
After confirming their looks, the three of them were really joking, so they directly told the answer.
"It was Xiao Xiao who committed suicide in the Red Romantic Hotel. My classmates didn't tell me his real name. Wang Lei actually got married and no one told him. Not even his parents seemed to know."
This time everyone understands the strangeness of this matter. A young man in his 30s, working a serious job, and single suddenly had huge debts, secretly married a girl, and both of them died. It is definitely not a coincidence. There must be something.
What reason.
What is the reason? No one knows. Maybe Wang Lei’s parents know, but it seems they won’t tell them.
Ever since he found out that Wang Lei was dead, Fly was not very concerned about the reason. What he cared about the most was Liangliang's repayment plan. He was distressed by the loss of interest, but if there was any difference in the principal, Fly would be heartbroken.
"Brother Liang, what are you going to do? Including the money lent by your colleagues at work to Wang Lei, you have guaranteed a total of 700,000 yuan. What do you think?"
Liangliang was a little speechless when faced with the fly problem. Her family didn't know about it yet, but after everyone found out, it was hard to say what it would be like, and what to do? She didn't think about it either.
Since the issue of personal debt was involved, Cai Gen couldn't help but interrupt. He put away the dishes, gave Xiao Sun a look, and hid in the kitchen together to watch TV.
Xiao Sun asked in a low voice while washing the dishes,
"Third uncle, why did Brother Liang guarantee that Wang Lei borrowed so much money?"
There are many answers to this question, and Cai Gen is not sure which one it is.
"Their parents are classmates, and they used to be neighbors. They grew up together, and now they are colleagues. They are more affectionate, and Liangliang can also make a profit. This is the result of a combination of reasons."
The answer was very complicated, but it seemed that Xiao Sun understood it and jumped to the conclusion,
"I am too confident in human nature and think that individuals have a bottom line that cannot be broken. In fact, the bottom line is set up for the purpose of breaking through."
It was so profound that Cai Gen was stunned. He seemed to have heard this theory told by someone before. A friend said it when he was living in a big city.
The general meaning is that we are now very good friends. I can't be sorry for you for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. I have no confidence in myself for more than 100,000 yuan. I will definitely not hesitate for 200,000 yuan.
I remember it was 15 years ago. The specific amount is not important. Everyone has a price in each other's mind. As long as it does not exceed that price, everyone is sticking to their bottom line. If it exceeds that price, it doesn't matter if the bottom line is not the bottom line.
Already.
At that time, my friend finally added,
"Laogen, one day, if you sell me for 100,000 yuan, I will be very sad. If you sell me for 1 million, I won't blame you."
This sentence had a great impact on young Cai Gen's values and moral values.
This chapter has been completed!