After Uncle Qi finished speaking, he hesitated and asked: "Officer, Zhang Qiang has been committing suicide for so long. If you are asking about his situation, is it because he has committed something before?"
Aunt Qi patted her husband on the arm and said, "Don't pry around. The police officer must keep the case secret."
"Hey, I forgot about this, sorry, sorry." Uncle Qi said quickly.
Lu Wuchuan waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. In fact, Zhang Qiang didn't commit anything. We just want to find someone through him."
Aunt Qi suddenly thought of something, and she said: "Eh? After Zhang Qiang committed suicide, didn't several people come here? Does this count?"
Lu Wuchuan nodded: "Of course, tell me, who are here?"
Duan Mo was afraid that they would be scrupulous, so he quickly said: "Uncle, we will conduct further investigation and screening, you just have to say what you say."
Aunt Qi gave her husband a reassuring look and said, "The first ones who came here were probably the police..."
As soon as she said this, she was interrupted by Uncle Qi: "Isn't that nonsense what you said? He committed suicide outside. The police must come home to take a look. Besides, these two are police officers, so
Do you know this?"
"Don't interrupt!" Aunt Qi rolled her eyes at him and continued, "After the police came, people from the community also came... It's not Director Zhao, it's the transfer of Director Liu."
"Yes, I heard that Director Liu went to work elsewhere." Uncle Qi nodded.
Aunt Qi added: "This was all in the morning. They stayed for a while and then left. In the afternoon, the police brought two people, one old and one young. The old one was about the same age as Zhang Qiang. He was also in a wheelchair. The younger one was
Call him daddy."
Lu Wuchuan and Duanmo knew clearly that the old lady was talking about Lu Zhixin and his son.
"Yes, I also saw these two people, they are father and son." Uncle Qi continued, "They also called Xiao Song, who is the landlord of Zhang Qiang's house. I saw the father and son bringing Xiao Song over.
Song called him aside and talked for a while. Later I asked Xiao Song, and he said that the two people had discussed with him whether they could take back the house after a while. Xiao Song agreed to them at that time, and the rent was not due yet anyway.
, Besides, after all, the tenant of that house just passed away, so it would not be good to rent it out right away."
Aunt Qi answered the question again: "Yes, that house was vacant for more than a month before it was rented out again."
"Besides them, has anyone else been here?" Lu Wuchuan asked.
Uncle Qi said: "On the day of the funeral, there were a few people who came here. They were brought here by the son of that family. They seemed to be a group of people."
"Bury a dragon." Aunt Qi added, "After all, that house was also the last place Zhang Qiang lived. He had to leave from there. Zhang Qiang had no children and did not go through any formalities. On the day of the funeral, he
That young man was holding the photo, and it was as if he was sending the person away."
"Since then, I haven't seen him come back." She sighed and added, "Zhang Qiang didn't know anything in his life when he was young. Anyway, in the end, he had a pretty bad life, and then he did it
Committed suicide."
Uncle Qi patted the back of her hand: "Everyone has his own life. He has suffered a lot in this life. Maybe he can live a good life in the next life. Let's not worry about others and worry about our own life.
Living well is better than anything else."
"Yes, we have to live a good day." With the comfort of her wife, Aunt Qi quickly put aside the sadness just now, "The water is cold, I will change it for you."
Lu Wuchuan stood up to stop him: "No, we have other things to do, so we won't disturb you two. Thank you for your cooperation."
The old couple quickly got up and took the person to the door.
At the same time as the door opened, the door of the neighbor's house opposite also opened, and a tall young woman came out. She was in her twenties or seventies, wearing a long down coat and carrying a large tote bag.
When she saw the stranger coming out from the other side, she was startled for a moment, then smiled: "Auntie, are there guests at home?"
"Oh, yes." Aunt Qi did not reveal their identities, but asked, "Miss Xiaomei, are you not at work today?"
The woman named Xiaomei smiled and nodded: "Well, I have a day off today and I am planning to go out. Do you have anything to buy? I will bring it back by the way."
"Don't bother, there is nothing missing at home."
"Then I'll leave first. Goodbye." Xiaomei nodded slightly towards a few people and walked straight out of the unit door.
Lu Wuchuan and Duanmo said a few more polite words to the old couple and then followed them out.
It snowed outside at some point, and the cold wind carried the snowflakes and hit my face, bringing waves of chills.
"The weather forecast didn't say there will be snow today, it's quite heavy." Duanmo stretched out his hand, and a few snowflakes fell and melted in his palm instantly.
There was no movement behind her. She turned around and saw Lu Wuchuan looking in the direction of the alley, and followed his gaze.
The woman named Xiaomei was walking out of the alley. Perhaps because of the cold weather, she was walking very fast and was almost at the entrance of the alley.
Duan Mo stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "What are you looking at? Your eyes are about to fall out!"
Lu Wuchuan withdrew his gaze, held the hand in front of him, and buttoned the hood of her coat on her with the other hand: "She just came out a little earlier than us, and she has already walked so far."
Duanmo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hey! You don't think she is beautiful because of her beauty, do you?"
The corners of Lu Wuchuan's lips raised slightly: "Can I understand that you are jealous?"
"Eat your sister!" Duanmo shook him off and turned towards the alley.
"How many times have I told you, I don't have a sister." Lu Wuchuan caught up with her without any effort, held the little hand again, stuffed it into the coat pocket with his own, tilted his head slightly and whispered.
, "If you insist on wanting to be my sister, you can, but... I only accept love sisters."
"Qing you..." Before she could say the word, Duanmo realized something was wrong and quickly changed her words, "Qing you big-headed ghost, let me go quickly!"
"It's snowy and the road is slippery. Don't make trouble and walk well." Lu Wuchuan said matter-of-factly, and he used a little force on his hand to hold her tightly.
I don’t know who is not walking well, Duanmo resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and changed his tone of discussion: "Let me go, I can’t fall even if I walk on my own."
She didn't reject his approach, and she was even a little greedy for the warmth, but holding hands in broad daylight, especially with them in his pockets, was so close that she couldn't accept it for the moment.
Lu Wuchuan did not insist anymore, and let her pull her hand away, but a faint smile appeared on his lips unconsciously. The little girl's recent behavior made him feel that she cared about him. This was a
This is a good sign, indicating that her defenses are opening up little by little.