After Ning Jiayi called the police, at 9:45 p.m. that night, the mother-in-law of the deceased Song Xiang hurriedly came to the police station to confirm the identity of the dead body.

Listening to the old man crying, Song Xiang originally went back to his parents' house to take care of the old father who had just undergone surgery, and he would call every day for the first week to ask about the child, but later the phone calls were less.

At that time, the two old men didn't take it to heart, they were still working in the fields, and suddenly someone said that the granddaughter of the Ning family had encountered a dead body, and some of them guessed that it was her daughter-in-law.

She called her son in a panic and then rushed to the police station.

Zhang Kecheng asked her if there was anything abnormal before Song Xiang left home, the old man couldn't remember it, in fact, she didn't have the heart to observe people on weekdays.

When he got home, Zhang Kecheng saw Fu You greeting with a face full of faces, knowing what he was curious about, he prevaricated a few words, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

It is undeniable that Ningayi's simple reasoning is not a problem at present.

The two murder weapons are indeed from the same manufacturer, and there is indeed no fingerprint of the second person, and there is no trace of erasure of the first one.

He Qiuxiang did not have any other injuries or bruises on her body, and the detailed results could not be further judged until the autopsy report came out.

He plans to take advantage of tomorrow Saturday to go to Wang Shuncai's house to have a look.

Early in the morning, Zhang Kecheng stood at the door of Wang Shuncai's house and knocked on the door several times before he reacted.

"Morning, Uncle Shuncai. ”

Wang Shuncai was taken aback, subconsciously lifted his loose trousers and stopped at the door, and shouted impatiently:

"What's the matter?"

"I heard that you don't let your little daughter go to school, is there such a thing?"

Wang Shuncai didn't say anything, and looked up at him with a look of "it's your business".

"Uncle Shuncai, if something happens at home, you can't prevent your child from going to school. If the financial conditions are really difficult, you can apply for a poor student certificate for your child......"

Zhang Kecheng was kind enough to persuade him, but Wang Shuncai didn't listen to a word, and shook his hand to signal him not to say anything more.

At this time, Wang Shuncai's youngest daughter yawned and walked out of the house, grabbed his clothes and shouted hunger, turned her head and saw Zhang Kecheng, and immediately hid behind her father and lowered her voice.

"Who is he? When will my mother come home, I miss my mother so much. ”

Zhang Kecheng looked at Wang Shuncai and was speechless.

"If you want to eat, get dressed first when you enter the house, call your brother together, and let's go out to eat. ”

The little girl nodded happily, "Are we still with Aunt Song?"

Wang Shuncai didn't say anything, pushed the child into the house with one hand, and coughed continuously.

Hearing this, Zhang Kecheng stared at the subtle expression on Wang Shuncai's face, and secretly thought of a bold guess, but it was also in his mind, and his face was as gentle as ever.

The other party does not listen to persuasion at all, does not cooperate, and even hides himself.

Zhang Kecheng didn't want to be bored and continued to follow, and walked to Ning Zaifu's commissary.

"Old man, is your leg completely healed?" Zhang Kecheng said as he sat unceremoniously on the old man's rattan chair, "Where is your wife?"

"Well, you see, I'm not going to be pretty neat. My wife is cooking pork rib soup for the child at home, by the way," Ning Zaifu brought a bench and sat next to him, "You won't come to interrogate my family one by one, right?"

"Look at you, I really think about it, I'm just going out for a walk. ”

"Have you eaten?"

"No, I don't. ”

Ning Zaifu got up and went to the shelves and threw him a bag of breakfast biscuits.

"The instant noodles are sold out, and you will eat them. ”

The two of them didn't talk, and suddenly, an explosion-like shout floated in, so frightened that Zhang Kecheng almost choked to death on biscuit crumbs.

"Uncle, go back, that Song Xiang's husband has something to do with you!"

Zhang Kecheng dropped a five-yuan bill at the cash register, pushed his nephew away, and jumped on his bicycle to go home.

As for Fu You, he was completely forgotten, and he could only chase after him angrily.

The two walked on the front foot, Ning Jia sent pork rib soup to his grandfather on the back foot, and when he heard that the deceased's husband rushed back from out of town, he put down the thermos box and turned around to go home to get the bicycle.

It was the first time that this kind of murder happened in the town, and it happened to happen to happen to encounter both times, so Ning Jiayi wanted to know the truth more and more.

When she arrived at the police station, she didn't see anyone, and then went to the old community where Zhang Kecheng lived.

Knock knock.

The person who opened the door was Fu You.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard my grandfather say that the family of the deceased has something to do with Officer Zhang, and I also have something to say. ”

Fu You invited her into the house and pointed to the back balcony, "When they come out, we'll talk about it." ”

Half an hour passed.

A tall, thin, black-rimmed man with black-rimmed glasses followed Zhang Kecheng and stepped across the balcony threshold. Look at the man's dress, it doesn't look like he goes out to work, but more like a teacher, and his behavior is sven.

"Hey, when did you get here?"

Ning Jiayi immediately stood up, "Officer Zhang, I have something to do with you." ”

There was suddenly a little girl in the house, Zhang Kecheng was a little embarrassed, and before he could say anything, he heard Wang Cheng say: "You are Ning Jiayi, right?

Ning Jia was stunned for a few seconds, "Well, it's good, thank you for your concern." ”

Wang Cheng didn't say anything else, nodded at Zhang Kecheng and left.

If Fu You hadn't broken the silence, Zhang Kecheng might have continued to stare at Ning Jia.

"Your grandmother said that you don't know each other very well, and you don't have much to do with each other. ”

Listening to Wang Cheng's natural greeting tone, Zhang Kecheng didn't feel that the two of them were very strange.

Besides, how can you live in the same town, and you don't know anything.

Ning Jiayi naturally did not forget these words, "Indeed, but I really don't know him. ”

"Uncle, what did you say?"

"Ahem, ahem, don't ask that, little kids. Do you have to take the exam on Monday, don't forget that. ”

Ning Jiayi felt that Zhang Kecheng was deliberately changing the topic, so without saying a word, he lowered his head and took out a mud-stained bank withdrawal slip from his pocket and put it on the coffee table.

"This is what my grandmother found at the bottom of a flower pot when she was cleaning the door of her house this morning. ”

Zhang Kecheng glanced at it, the date is 2020 8/30 Withdrawal amount: 100,000 yuan.

"Grandma asked the neighbors left and right, but no one admitted that this list belonged to them, and I thought it might be an important clue, so I came to you. ”

It is not difficult to know who went to the bank to handle the business at that time.

Zhang Kecheng raised his head and thanked him, and asked Fu You to send Ning Jia downstairs.

Suddenly it rained, Fu You grabbed Ning Jiayi's hand and folded it back, and the two of them stood at the entrance of the building.

After a while, Fu You asked with a serious face: "It was about seven o'clock that night, what are you going to do over there?"

Ning Jia recalled it carefully and was taken aback, but he didn't know that Fu You was also there at that time.

She said bluntly: "The kitten has died, find a place for it to be buried." ”

"Why does it have to be there?"

"I'll be there when I react. Fu You. ”

"Why do you care so much about the second deceased, and you deliberately came to my uncle's house?"

"I want to help him, and I hope to solve the case sooner. ”

"Just because of this?"

"Of course," Ning Jia tilted his head to look at him, "or what do you think?"

"Hahahaha. ”

Fu You suddenly laughed, "I thought your brain was smashed stupidly." ”

"Even if you become stupid, you will be infected, stupid, stupid!" Ning Jiayi stuck out his tongue at him angrily, "It's better for you to adapt to the rhythm of life in the new school as soon as possible, work hard for exams, and be assigned to key classes to have a future." ”

Fu You sneered and squinted at her, "Don't educate me like my brother-in-law." ”

"Cut, I'm just saying, otherwise, why would your noble son go to our township to study?"

After Fu You heard this, his face instantly became extremely ugly, his left eye rolled up sharply, and he glared at Ning Jiayi angrily with white eyes, and he didn't say a word, turned around and left.

To be honest, Ning Jiayi was frightened by Fu You's eyes.

It's not so much anger as resentment.

But she is not a roundworm in his stomach, and I don't know which sentence immediately offended people.

Ninga repeatedly looked up at the sky, the raindrops were noticeably smaller, and because the ground was slippery, she couldn't ride her bicycle downhill, so she pushed halfway before riding home.

As everyone knows, at this moment, Song Mei was sitting at the dinner table sighing, and Ning Zaifu was pacing back and forth behind the half-foot-high threshold.

The brakes "creaked".

The second elder almost rushed to go out first.

Ning Jia looked at the expressions of the two, roughly guessed what the situation was, and hurriedly helped his grandfather into the house.

"I sent the withdrawal slip found by my grandmother to Officer Zhang, and I also met Wang Cheng at his house, grandpa, are our two families really not familiar?"

Without waiting for Ning Zaifu to speak, Song Mei's eyes were horizontal, and her left hand pressed against her thigh and sighed:

"Once familiar, then it's no different from a stranger. ”

Ninga asked again and again, but the grandmother only said:

That was more than a decade ago. In order to put more water in their rice fields, the Wang family actually blocked the opening to other ditches. But as long as personal interests are involved, their family will definitely not suffer, and they will take advantage of as much as they can.

There are very few people in the whole town who like them.

It's their son, although he hasn't finished elementary school, his scholarly temperament is no worse than that of high school students and college students.

In addition, he likes to read, and in his spare time, he is willing to teach children to read and write. After going out to work, he has seen a wider range of the world than his peers, and as soon as he comes back, he buys a lot of good things to give away. Quite flattering.

Speaking of the next thing, Song Mei didn't pay attention to it, so naturally she didn't know.

Ning Zaifu saw his granddaughter's brows twisted into a twist, and said softly:

"Sooner or later, this matter will come to light, you are now in your third year, don't go to the commissary to help on weekends in the future, you can rest and rest by yourself when you have time." ”

The couple looked at each other and urged their granddaughter to go to the kitchen to serve soup.

Night.

As long as the lights are turned on, there will be a lot of moths on the screen windows, and small flying insects will be attached to the white wall that can only be found if you look closely.

The mosquito coil tray was under Ningjia's feet, burning a third of it, and occasionally there were mosquitoes flying, and some flew directly into the old-fashioned electric fan as if they didn't have eyes.

"That's it!"

It took Ning Jiayi an hour and a half to draw a set of human heads.

Because of his face blindness and personality, Ning Jiayi was not interested in many things that expanded his social circle. I thought it would be like that, but it wasn't feasible right now.

"Grandpa, how many of these people do you recognize?"

Ning Zaifu opened the drawer, took out his reading glasses, looked at the human face carved out of a mold on the drawing paper, and wondered: "Are they all from our town?"

Ning Jiayi nodded with a little expectation.

"Uh...... This, grandpa is old and his memory is not very good, so let me say for a while that I can't say a name. ”

"Okay then, grandpa, you rest, I'll go back to my room and sleep. ”