Due to the appearance of death notes, most people in the entire community have closed their doors. It was like the end of the world. Ling Feng finally found a unit on the first floor. The units in the community here are arranged irregularly. People pursue individuality, but individuality is not.
Yes, but it's hard for those who deliver milk and newspapers. "The first house on the first floor of the unit that turns left, yes, that's the house!" Ling Feng finally found Uncle Zhang's house, and then walked up to him.
Ringed the doorbell.
"Who is outside the door?" The doorbell had just rang, and a strong and powerful middle-aged man's voice sounded from behind the iron door.
Ling Feng frowned slightly when he heard this voice. Didn't he say that Uncle Zhang had no relatives? Why would anyone be here with him?
"Hello, I'm a policeman. I'm here to interview Uncle Zhang to learn some information about calligraphy." Ling Feng directly explained his purpose and said politely.
The door opened with a creak, and an elderly man with silver-white hair and wrinkles on his face was revealed. He looked Ling Feng up and down with a pair of cloudy eyes, then his face suddenly changed and he said with a smile: "Yes, yes, you
You're the police, I've seen you, you often handle cases with Zhou Yatou and a beautiful girl, right?"
Ling Feng knew that the person Uncle Zhang was talking about was Tian Yu, and said with a smile: "Yes, that girl is my partner. Uncle Zhang, do you have time now? Can you facilitate my entry into the house?"
Uncle Zhang quickly opened the security door and said with a smile: "Of course, of course, police comrades are welcome to come and understand the situation. Please come in quickly." With that, Uncle Zhang welcomed Ling Feng into the room.
The furnishings in Uncle Zhang's house are very simple, which is quite different from the three large villas he has been to before. This is completely the home of an ordinary resident, with antique decorations and various hangings on the walls.
There are various kinds of calligraphy, including regular script, running script, official script, small seal script, large seal script and cursive script. Entering the hall is like walking into a calligraphy museum, which is dizzying.
"Uncle Zhang, are these all your works?" Ling Feng asked in surprise, pointing to the series of calligraphy works on the wall.
Uncle Zhang poured a cup of tea for Ling Feng and handed it to him. Then he looked at the calligraphy works on the wall and said with a smile: "It made the police comrades laugh. It is an old man's work. It is just for fun. It is shameful."
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Ling Feng quickly took the tea from Uncle Zhang and said with a gentle smile: "Uncle Zhang, don't keep calling me police comrade. It's awkward. I have a name. My name is Ling Feng."
"It turns out to be Officer Ling. Officer Ling, sit down quickly, sit down quickly, don't stand all the time." Uncle Zhang quickly gave up his seat to Ling Feng.
Ling Feng said, then looked into the room and said, "Uncle Zhang, are you the only one in the house?"
Uncle Zhang smiled and said: "Yes, I am used to being alone as an old man. You are my first guest with these people. I don't know how the tea I brew is good. Is it suitable for your taste?"
Ling Feng tasted the tea, then his eyes lit up and he praised: "Zhang Dacha, good tea, so fragrant, this is a new tea, isn't it?!"
Uncle Zhang immediately smiled and said: "Yes, this is a new tea. It is the Tieguanyin I just bought a few days ago. Haha, as long as it tastes good, as long as it tastes good."
After Ling Feng and Uncle Zhang chatted about some household matters, he took out the small box from his pocket, took out the 'death note' inside, and spread it on the coffee table.
"Uncle Zhang, do you still remember this?" Ling Feng handed the short note to Uncle Zhang and asked.
Uncle Zhang immediately nodded and said: "Of course I remember, isn't this the piece of paper Fang Datong wrote? Isn't it the one that made the whole neighborhood so troubled? In my opinion, this is just a painting and calligraphy work. Let's not talk about it.
, the small seal script on it is much smoother than mine, your skill is quite good." Uncle Zhang squinted his eyes and admired the characters on it, while praising.
"Uncle Zhang, I know you are a calligraphy enthusiast, so in the entire community, and even in the entire Qingshan City, I think you should also know how many calligraphers have such skill." Ling Feng gradually revealed his true intention.
Said it out.
Uncle Zhang stared at the short note and said slowly: "Don't talk about me, even in the entire community and the entire Qingshan City, I dare to say that no one can have such small seal skills, at least no one I know can
To be able to reach this level, to be able to achieve such smooth flow, unless you start practicing from birth, you will never reach this level."
Ling Feng absolutely believed what Uncle Zhang said, because he also felt that the writing power of the small seal script on this short note was quite smooth, and it was definitely not something that a calligraphy enthusiast could write.
"But this is strange, then who wrote this short note, and who has such strong calligraphy skills?" Ling Feng focused his eyes on the short note, as if he was asking Uncle Zhang and also seemed to be asking.
Ask yourself.
But Uncle Zhang burst out laughing and said: "It seems that it really complies with those common sayings: Every mountain is higher than the other, and the strongest has its own strong hand. Haha, I really want to know who wrote this kind of calligraphy."
Who is he? I really want to get to know him well and study calligraphy with him."
Ling Feng said with some worry: "Uncle Zhang, the person who wrote this note is a very dangerous murderer. You must be careful."
"Haha, my old Zhangtou has never wanted anything in his life, and has never done anything bad. Why am I afraid that he is a murderer, haha." When Uncle Zhang heard what Ling Feng said, he immediately burst out laughing.
Ling Feng looked at Uncle Zhang's fearless look, and then thought about the trembling looks of the community residents he had seen before. It was really a world of difference, and infinite feelings suddenly arose in his heart. Even Ling Feng himself did not dare to
If he has never done anything wrong, he has wronged too many people, especially his younger brother Ling Fan. His parents died early, and due to his studies, he rarely spent time with him. When he thought of this,
Ling Feng felt sour in his heart.
"Okay, Uncle Zhang, let's stop here today. If you remember anything, just call me and let me know. I will arrive on time." Ling Feng handed over a card with his mobile phone number written on it.
Uncle Zhang then put away the note, stood up from the sofa, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
Uncle Zhang sent Ling Feng out of the door, waved goodbye to him, and said with a smile: "Okay, Officer Ling, if I, Old Zhang, think of anything, I will definitely inform you, don't worry."
Ling Feng also said goodbye to Uncle Zhang. When he was about to turn around and leave, he found that Zhang Da's mailbox was not sealed, so he turned around and left.
Although Ling Feng remembered the route when he came, he suddenly forgot how to find Fang Datong's villa. He had to walk back and forth among the chaotic and individual villas, looking for the route he came from. Just before Ling Feng
While looking for the unit card, I suddenly bumped into someone. First there was an ouch, and then I heard a clanging sound falling to the ground.
Ling Feng also stumbled back a few steps, and then stood firm. He saw a middle-aged man falling beside a high step, and the nails and hammer in his hand fell on the cement floor.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. You weren't injured, were you?" ** quickly helped the middle-aged man who fell to the ground and asked.
The middle-aged man was not seriously injured. Then he looked up at Ling Feng, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked in surprise: "It's you, are you that police officer?!"
Ling Feng looked at the man in front of him. Although he had some impressions, he still couldn't remember, and said: "You are..."
Seeing Ling Feng's confused look, the middle-aged driver quickly explained with a smile: "The police officer may not know me. I am Deputy Mayor Kang's driver. We have met before."
As soon as he spoke, Ling Feng suddenly rang out, and then smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I remembered it, yes, what are you doing?" Ling Feng asked, looking at the pile of nails and hammers on the ground.
The middle-aged man looked at the pile of nails on the ground and smiled bitterly: "Deputy Mayor Kang was afraid of receiving a terrible death note, so she asked me to nail the mailbox and seal it, alas..."
Ling Feng looked up at the two-meter-high steps in front of him, then looked at the gorgeous and exquisite villa, and the glittering golden roof. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "If it weren't for this villa in front of me, I would have
It’s really sad to think that she doesn’t know how to mailbox.”
"Hey, officer, what did you say just now? What's sad?" The middle-aged man didn't seem to hear Ling Feng's words, so he asked.
Ling Feng smiled and changed the subject angrily, saying: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking that Deputy Mayor Kang must be very scared and worried now, right?"
When the middle-aged man heard Ling Feng's question, he immediately looked back. When he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he whispered in Ling Feng's ear: "That's not right. The current Vice Mayor Kang is inside again."
He was walking, screaming, throwing things, and calling all of you police officers useless because they couldn't even solve a case."
Ling Feng smiled bitterly in his heart and said to himself: "If I had known this day, why would I have done it in the first place..."
Then Ling Feng asked the middle-aged driver about Fang Datong's home. After getting his instructions, he came to the door of Fang Datong's villa. However, the first thing he saw was the two armed policemen with guns collapsed on the ground.
Ling Feng was shocked and rushed forward, only to smell a faint aroma on their noses and mouths.
"Oops! Ether!" Ling Feng said something bad in his heart, then put them down, stood up and kicked open the door of the villa, and then a strong smell filled his nose.
Ling Feng quickly raised his sleeves and arms to cover his mouth and nose, and then saw Tian Yu lying on the bed. He took a deep breath, then quickly ran in, picked up Tian Yu, and rushed out of the villa.
"Tianyu, wake up, Tianyu!" Ling Feng gently placed Tianyu on a piece of clean grass outside the villa, gently patted Tianyu's face and called.