As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
Shang Dajun's forehead beat violently several times, and his face became darker and darker, "Did you kill Dahei?"
The old man suddenly laughed, and the old skin on his face was piled up into layers of old folds, which looked like dried old tree bark. But in an instant, the smile on the old man's face disappeared completely.
No one can change his face at such a speed.
"What I'm talking about is that I skinned that big black dog. Did I say that I killed it?" The old man rolled his eyes at Shang Dajun, "Old man, don't think that I'm lonely and easy to bully, so you can just arrange it wherever you like.
The crime is on me, and I tell you, if I die, none of you will have a good ending, even if I become a ghost, old man, I won’t let you go!"
Shang Dajun forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a deep voice: "Old madman, now is not the time to fool around. Please explain clearly what is going on?"
The old man rolled his eyes, "How do I know what happened? It was in the middle of the night, I was sleeping soundly, and some bastard threw a dead dog at my door. Did you think I was in your way and got a dead dog?
Are you going to curse me to die quickly? Let me tell you, I will not die. I will live as long as you live, and I promise to live longer than you!"
Shang Dajun asked in a deep voice: "Did you see clearly who threw Dahei at your door?"
The old man suddenly chuckled, glanced around the crowd, and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence, old man, although I am old, I can't help my eyesight, so I can see clearly."
Shang Dajun was overjoyed, "Do you still remember his appearance?"
"I remember it, but you are wrong. It was not him, but them. It was two people who threw the dead dog at the old man's door last night."
"Two people?" Shang Dajun was surprised, "A man and a woman?"
The sloppy old man rolled his eyes again, "Have you ever seen a woman who didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran out to throw a dead dog? Of course it was two men. These two bad guys threw the dead dog at my door. It was like that.
What a sin, if it weren’t for the fact that the dead dog was still warm, none of them would have thought of escaping!”
"Two men?" Shang Dajun was stunned for a while. If this was really the case, then it was definitely not Qin Hai who killed Dahei last night.
At this time, Shang Zhe and Gu Li looked at each other, with a look of surprise in each other's eyes.
Shang Dajun asked again: "Old madman, you said you saw the faces of those two people clearly, do you still remember them now?"
"I remember turning into a gray old man. These two bad guys are so abominable!" The sloppy old man suddenly pointed at Shang Zhe and Gu Li and said, "It's those two... whatever you look at, it's you! Don't think that it's you!
There was no moon last night, old man, and I didn’t know you. You two have been coming here every night for the past two days, leaving me with no place to pee. Do you think you are bad or not?"
Shang Zhe had finished eating and said hurriedly: "That's nonsense, Grandpa, don't listen to his nonsense, he must be in cahoots with Qin!"
The sloppy old man immediately jumped to his feet and yelled, "Fuck you, you two threw the dead dog at the old man's door, and now you are slandering me. It's so unreasonable, so unreasonable!"
While cursing, the old man took out a few pieces of paper from his trouser pocket, which he thought was still intact, and slapped them in his hands, "Look, look, thank you old man, I picked up what you dropped.
Otherwise, I would really be framed by you two little bastards."
The sloppy old man threw a few pieces of paper into Shang Dajun's arms angrily, and hummed: "I knew you wanted to curse me to die early, and I tell you, no way! If you occupy my home, you must be responsible for me.
, want to drive me away, want to curse me to death, dream!"
Shang Dajun ignored the sloppy old man's complaint. He opened the papers and quickly glanced at them. His expression suddenly changed, because these papers turned out to be the formulas stolen from the study last night.
And the fashionable philosopher's face finally showed a look of panic, and his mind was rapidly considering the next countermeasures.
Shang Dajun's eyes kept falling on those pieces of paper. After a while, he raised his head. Then he walked up to Shang Zhe and asked in a deep voice: "Xiaozhe, was it you who sneaked into my study last night?"
?”
Shang Zhe quickly said: "Grandpa, it's really not me. If I wanted those formulas, I would have asked you directly for them. There was no need to steal them! The old madman must have colluded with Qin Hai. They are slandering me!"
Who would have thought that the sloppy old man rolled his eyes again and said, "Then where did those holes from the dog bites on your left arm come from?"
Whoosh!
A layer of dense beads of sweat immediately appeared on Shang Zhe's forehead. He looked at the sloppy old man in shock, as if he had seen a ghost.
Shang Dajun suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed Shang Zhe's left arm. He rolled up his sleeves and saw that Shang Zhe's left arm was indeed covered with a layer of bandage. Shang Dajun pulled off the bandage without hesitation, and several bloody holes immediately appeared.
Jump into view.
The veins on Shang Dajun's forehead suddenly jumped, and he suddenly raised his palm and slapped Shang Zhe hard on the face.
Snap!
Shang Zhe fell to the ground. He covered his face and looked up at Shang Dajun in horror, "Grandpa, I really didn't do it!"
Shang Dajun stared at Shang Zhe several times and roared angrily: "Give him to my old house later and deal with him according to family law!"
Immediately afterwards, Shang Dajun turned around and walked to Qin Hai and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Qin, I'm very sorry. We wrongly blamed you. I apologize to you on behalf of our Shang family!"
Then, in front of everyone, Shang Dajun bowed deeply to Qin Hai.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Shang family felt very uncomfortable, but for Qin Hai, it was well deserved. He didn't even show the slightest expression, and just looked at Shang Dajun who bowed to him.
After a while, Shang Dajun bowed and turned around to leave. He quickly got in the car and returned to the Shang family's old house. Everyone in the Shang family looked at each other and dispersed, and soon they were all gone.
Shang Xing sighed and walked to Qin Hai, "Xiao Qin, I have offended a lot today. I hope you don't blame my father, and I hope you can stay here for a few more days. Don't worry, we will do our best to help Xiao Lin.
Therapeutic.”
Having just suffered such great humiliation, Qin Hai also wanted to leave, but thinking about Lin Qingya's physical condition, he also hesitated.
At this moment, Lin Qingya's voice came from behind Qin Hai: "Uncle Shang, thank you for your care these days. We still have a lot of things to go back to deal with, so we have to leave today!"
Qin Hai looked back and saw Lin Qingya looking at him with a smile.
Then Lin Qingya walked up to Qin Hai and held his hand tightly. Although she didn't say a word, through the blending of their eyes, the two of them had already connected with each other.