"I..." Uncle Sun begged with fear on his face, "Just let me go, just treat me like I was here."
"Explain the matter clearly and I will let you go." Zhang Yichi knew that although Uncle Sun was not the person who monitored him yesterday, he must be carrying some important secrets, so he must not be allowed to leave.
When Uncle Sun saw this, he sobbed and pushed Zhang Yichi half a step away, bumping his head against the door frame: "I can't say it even if I die, you might as well let me die..."
Zhang Yichi did not expect that Uncle Sun would react so violently, and quickly stopped Uncle Sun who was seeking death, only to see a heavy blood mark on Uncle Sun's head.
"Tell me what you know and I won't expose you." Zhang Yichi said.
Uncle Sun refused to listen, so he used all his strength to break away from Zhang Yichi, opened the door and limped out.
In fact, Zhang Yichi relaxed a little, and it was considered that he let Uncle Sun go on purpose. Looking at the way Uncle Sun hit the door frame desperately just now, he must be really seeking death. Zhang Yichi was worried that he was pushing too hard, resulting in
What happened to Uncle Sun?
Since he would definitely not be able to find out if he asked, and it would be dangerous if he stayed, Zhang Yichi simply let Uncle Sun go. He followed him secretly for a while to see where Uncle Sun was going and who he was in contact with.
Zhang Yichi would not miss the important clues that came to his door for nothing.
After Uncle Sun walked a little distance away, Zhang Yichi gently closed the door and followed the direction.
Although it was dark, Zhang Yichi had already asked Zhang Nanyang and Chen Chunsheng to understand the terrain today. It was not difficult to follow Uncle Sun. After walking for about ten minutes, Zhang Yichi followed Uncle Sun to the door of his house.
In the last few steps, Uncle Sun looked around frequently for fear of being seen, then quickly opened the door and went in, then locked the door tightly.
After waiting for about ten seconds, Zhang Yichi tiptoed over and listened to the noise inside in front of the door. Unfortunately, there were only a few dog barks. Immediately, he looked inside through the crack in the door and saw Uncle Sun turning off the lights in the room.
, and then there was no more movement.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, nothing happened inside.
Zhang Yichi planned to climb over the wall to get in, but when he was halfway over, he put his hand on the top of the wall and saw a native dog wandering around the yard in full swing.
Seeing this, Zhang Yichi had to give up this plan.
After staying outside Uncle Sun's house for another hour or so, there was still no movement inside. Zhang Yichi gave up surveillance and returned to school.
After all this fuss, it's almost twelve o'clock now. Zhang Yichi almost didn't sleep all night because he was under surveillance yesterday, and now he is so tired that he can hardly raise his eyelids.
After returning to the house, he washed up, locked the door, pushed the desk out in front of the door, and then slowly fell asleep with some relief.
On the third day, Zhang Yichi was awakened by the sound of knocking on the window.
I woke up in a daze and saw that it was Chen Chunsheng standing outside.
Zhang Yichi yawned and went over to open the desk and let Chen Chunsheng in: "What's wrong?"
"Brother, it's almost eight o'clock, and I haven't seen you going to the village committee for dinner. I thought something was wrong." Chen Chunsheng put the bag he was carrying on the desk, "I brought you some vegetarian buns."
"Okay, thanks." Zhang Yichi fell asleep until eight o'clock because he was too tired and didn't have an alarm clock. He was a little surprised that he slept for so long, then he rubbed his eyes and went to wash his face.
Chen Chunsheng followed him and asked curiously: "Brother, why do you put your desk against the door?"
Zhang Yichi leaned over the washbasin, reached out and slapped a handful of water on his face: "Prevent mice."
"Close the door and the mice can't get in. There's no need to lift the desk top." Chen Chunsheng sat on the chair, "Brother, what are we doing today?"
"Sleep today." Zhang Yichi started brushing his teeth.
"What's going on today?"
"Um."
Chen Chunsheng was a little disappointed: "Brother, do you have any clues? We have to catch the murderer quickly."
"Pfft." Zhang Yichi spat out a mouthful of foam, "There's no rush."
"Then - oh..." Chen Chunsheng wanted to urge him, but immediately realized that he was not qualified to take care of Zhang Yichi's arrangements, so he muttered.
Zhang Yichi glanced at Chen Chunsheng and continued brushing his teeth.
Of course, it was impossible to sleep today. The mission in the reincarnation world was only seven days long, and there was nothing new yet. He was not unpredictable, so how could he waste time sleeping.
In fact, Zhang Yichi just wanted to send Chen Chunsheng away so that he could act alone.
"Brother, did you sleep well yesterday, or were you too tired?" Chen Chunsheng was a little unwilling.
"I was so tired yesterday. I have tender skin and tender flesh. I walked on the mountain road for a day." Zhang Yichi explained. This was half true and half false, but it sounded quite convincing.
Chen Chunsheng stayed for a while and found it boring. After telling Zhang Yichi to go to the village committee for dinner at noon, he left.
After Zhang Yichi waited until the time was up, he took a bottle of mineral water and the steamed buns brought by Chen Chunsheng, and set off towards the place of Liu Cuilan's death.
Uncle Sun's side is more difficult, and he still needs to pick a suitable time to monitor. Zhang Yichi also planned to buy some laxatives and feed them to Uncle Sun's native dog. When the native dog wilts away, he can sneak in with peace of mind.
Went in to inquire about the situation.
This morning Zhang Yichi planned to go to the mountain road not far from where Liu Cuilan died.
Yesterday, I heard Chen Chunsheng say that villagers often go into the mountains from here to pick some wild vegetables and chop some firewood. He wanted to see if there were any witnesses there.
In fact, Zhang Yichi doesn't have much hope for this, but there are not many ideas that can be taken now, so he still wants to give it a try.
He had walked this road three times and was already very familiar with it. After deliberately avoiding some villagers and entering the rugged mountain road, Zhang Yichi relaxed a little.
He didn't go far when he found a little boy walking into the mountains leading a dog.
Zhang Yichi hurried up and greeted the boy: "Are you going to the mountains too?"
"...Hmm." The boy was a little wary of Zhang Yichi.
"Oh, this is my first time here and I don't know the way, so I'll go with you." Zhang Yichi explained, and handed the buns he was carrying to the boy, "I have buns here, eat them."
What?"
The boy shook his head.
He was a little guy who was not easy to talk to. Zhang Yichi turned the topic to the native dog the boy was holding. He thought the dog looked familiar and asked, "Does your dog have a name?"
"Yes." The boy lowered his head slightly and replied.
"What's it called?"
"My first name is King, and my nickname is Your Majesty." The boy said.
Zhang Yichi found it very interesting: "There are two more names? Why are they called this one?"
"It's easy to make a living with a bad name."
"That's it." Zhang Yichi was a little dumbfounded.
The two continued walking towards the mountains. As they chatted more, the boy finally became less introverted and asked Zhang Yichi some questions from time to time.
"Did you go up the mountain today to pick wild vegetables or chop firewood?" Zhang Yichi asked.
"Chop wood."
"Don't you want to go to school?"
"My grandpa said what's the future of school?" the boy said.
Zhang Yichi nodded slightly: "You come here to chop wood every day?"