Wu Wuwu pressed his police badge against the glass and iron door so that the other party could see clearly.
The old man in the room looked at Wu Wuwu with his eyes wide open for a while, then said: "Xiao Wu..."
Mao Lan nodded quickly and hurriedly opened the iron door.
"You didn't say anything when you came, I didn't prepare properly... What would you like to drink?"
Wu Wuwu analyzed Mao Lan's house thoroughly before entering Mao Lan's house. Only one size of shoes was found in the shoe cabinet; there were no extra cups on the living room table; the furniture and decoration did not have any "youthful" atmosphere.
There are various signs that Mao Lan lives alone.
Seeing the back of the old man running around to get himself slippers and water, Wu Wuwu quickly stood in front of the old man and stopped him: "No!"
After that, Wu Wuwu helped Mao Lan sit on the sofa, and then he also sat on the sofa opposite.
"I came here just to say hello to you, old man."
"So polite..."
When Mao Lan spoke a few words with her mouth, her head moved up, down, left, and right along with her mouth. Wu Wu Wu saw the back of her head from time to time. Wu Wu Wu discovered that the roots of her hair seemed to be darker.
The ends of my hair are even whiter.
Wu Wuwu swallowed his saliva and said, "How did you know Xi Zhiwen?"
Wu Wuwu suddenly froze when he saw Mao Lan's brows, as if they were painted on his forehead.
Mao Lan waved her hand and said, "Didn't I tell you last time..."
Wu Wuwu said "Oops" and hit his forehead with his hand again. "I don't have a long memory. The boss asked me to record your exact words intact. I saw you too much last time."
I was so happy that I forgot about it."
After hearing this, Mao Lan nodded.
Wu Wuwu asked: "How did you know Xi Zhiwen?"
"We met while playing Tai Chi in the park."
"People's Square?"
"Go to any square." Mao Lan's expression gradually became serious.
Wu Wuwu saw the change in her expression and felt even more suspicious.
"But People's Square is a full 10 kilometers away from your home."
"Then I didn't go there..." Mao Lan waved his hand, "It's been more than ten years, how can I remember it so clearly."
"What do you think of Xi Zhiwenren?"
"Weak."
"Weak?"
"I think back then, we didn't practice Tai Chi for half an hour, and he complained that he was tired."
"What does Xi Zhiwen look like?"
After hearing this, Mao Lan turned his head away slightly and sighed, then moved his head back and said: "What else can he look like? He just looks like an old man."
"How old was Xi Zhiwen when you first met?"
"How did I know this... We are just 'Tai Chi friends' who go to the square to do Tai Chi when we have time."
"At what age did Xi Zhiwen die?"
"More than 50..."
Mao Lan suddenly sat upright: "Why do you have so many questions this time?"
"You don't know Xi Zhiwen."
Wu Wuwu decided that he wanted to "explode" the old man in front of him.
"Ah..." The corners of Mao Lan's mouth seemed to raise, and she seemed to laugh. "What are you talking about..."
"When did Xi Zhiwen commit suicide?"
"Around 2000..."
The old man was not good at lying, and Wu Wuwu saw through it immediately.
Wu Wuwu breathed out: "Why did you lie?"
Mao Lan suddenly stood up. After realizing that he had overreacted, Mao Lan swallowed and sat back on the chair. "I didn't lie! Xi Zhiwen——"
"Do you know how serious a crime it is to give false testimony?"
"I, I, I..."
Wu Wuwu saw something jumping up and down in Mao Lan's throat. Looking in from the outside, the yellow wrinkles were sometimes concave and sometimes convex, and the whole throat seemed to be on fire.
"I don't know anything! He told me to say that!"
"who?"
"letter!"
Wu Wuwu raised an eyebrow and signaled Mao Lan to continue explaining.
"I, I, I, give it to..." Before Mao Lan could finish her words, she stood up again, as if she was trying to move her skinny and wrinkled body. Seeing this, Wu Wuwu quickly stood up and supported her.
she.
Wu Wuwu helped her all the way to the bedroom. The old man's bedroom was very tidy, and the bed pillows seemed to be samples from the store, without even a trace of wrinkles. Wu Wuwu fell on the old man's pillow and saw a pair of two strips.
Half black and half white hair.
Mao Lan handed a piece of letter paper to Wu Wuwu. Wu Wuwu started to read it directly - the letter had been opened and completely open in front of Wu Wuwu.
"go……"
Wu Wuwu was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. That was the address of his own home.
Wu Wuwu snatched the envelope directly from Mao Lan's hand, staring at every word inside - "Tell Officer Wu Wuwu that you know Xi Zhiwen and saw Xi Zhiwen with your own eyes in 2002."
Burned myself to death."
"I..." Mao Lan swallowed, glanced at Wu Wuwu, and swallowed again, "I just did it for the tens of dollars of phone bills...I, I, I don't know Xi Zhiwen! Neither do I.
I know who sent me this letter... I have nothing to do with him or her!"
Wu Wuwu gently stroked the old man's back and comforted him: "It's okay..."
Although Wu Wuwu said this, his brows furrowed tightly.
Seeing this, Mao Lan became even more anxious, and her feet were pacing on the ground anxiously. "I don't know anything!"
"How did you receive this letter?" Wu Wuwu's right hand was still caressing Mao Lan's back.
"I came home last Monday and saw this letter tucked on the door handle."