Qin Yuxi nodded, and waited obediently in the room, but she couldn't wait for the left and the right, so she planned to send a letter to Wu Tiehua's man, Uncle Hai, she wrote a note and informed Qi Zihan of her whereabouts, and after stuffing the note into the crack of Qi Zihan's door, she took her satchel and mobile phone, money and letters, and took the bus to the address written on the envelope.

In fact, the hotel where Qi Zihan arranged for them to live was originally biased, and it belonged to the area where the provincial capital would be developed, and Uncle Hai's address was near this area, but it had not yet been developed.

Qin Yuxi lived in the provincial capital for about ten or twenty years in his previous life, so the bus routes were very familiar, and it only took about 20 minutes to get to the place where Uncle Hai lived.

Then I found the street where Uncle Hai was.

According to Wu Tiehua's account, when Uncle Hai wrote to her a few years ago, he said that he had found a job outside and asked her not to worry about her, but since that letter, Uncle Hai has never written to Wu Tiehua again.

And he still hasn't sent a penny to Wu Tiehua.

Uncle Hai's letter to Wu Tiehua has been five or six years ago, so Wu Tiehua is not sure if Uncle Hai is still at this address, Qin Yuxi followed the address to find the past, in front of a row of old brick houses that were about to be demolished, found a storefront.

The surrounding area is desolate, and there is not a single person walking on the street, because this place is about to be demolished, and many people have moved away.

In the distance, bulldozers were bulldozing the woods, intending to build tall buildings in the area.

And the store that Qin Yuxi found was in the meat business, with blood-red pork hanging on iron hooks and a string of flies flying on the pork.

A man, in his 50s, wearing a white T-shirt with two tendons, a cigarette in his mouth, and an axe in his hand, slashed down so hard that the bones of the cutting board were chopped open.

"Excuse me, is there a man named Tuo Linhai here?"

Qin Yuxi stood at the door, looking at the man chopping meat in the façade, he only felt that this environment was a little bloody, and there was meat one by one everywhere, lean meat and fat meat were mixed, and flies were flying, which made people have no desire to go in.

The man chopping the meat stopped with his axe, as if the camera was stuck, and then slowly, slowly turned his head, staring at Qin Yuxi with a pair of cloudy eyes, without saying a word.

Qin Yuxi felt that this person was so familiar, so he asked again in the Tujia dialect,

"Excuse me, are you Tuo Linhai, Uncle Hai?"

The man nodded slowly, but did not speak.

Qin Yuxi happily took a step into the façade, the sun was shining behind her, but she seemed to have stepped into a treacherous hell and didn't know it, and handed over the letter in her satchel to Uncle Hai.

"Uncle Hai, this is what Grandma Wu asked me to give you, she said that you haven't been home for 12 years, let you go home and have a look. ”

"Come in. ”

Tuo Linhai stretched out his hand to take the letter, but he didn't look at it, he turned around with an axe with an indifferent face, opened the back door of the front room, invited Qin Yuxi to sit in, slowly turned around, and spoke slowly,

"Come in, it's cool inside!"

At this time, in the forensic identification center, Qi Zihan looked at the experts, used the skull to make a portrait, took a photo, took out his mobile phone, and called the Dongshan garrison to report the situation here.

After the report, the person on the other side of the phone said:

"The identity of the skeleton has been found. ”

"How did you find out?"

"His foot bones have obvious deformation marks, it should be a broken foot when he was a teenager, and he has not been treated in time, resulting in a little lame foot in adulthood, we have according to this clue, and now the Jieshanzhai has screened it, and the only one who meets the conditions for lameness is Uncle Hai of Wu Tiehua's family. ”

"Isn't that Tuo Linhai going out to work for 12 years? He wrote to Wu Tiehua five or six years ago......

Qi Zihan held up his mobile phone and suddenly stopped, the hot weather may be that the air conditioner in the center is turned on too much, he is cold from head to toe, and his hair is cold.

If the deceased was Tuo Linhai, who was the person who wrote the letter to Wu Tiehua? Tuo Linhai had been dead for 12 years, but five or six years ago, Wu Tiehua received a letter from Tuo Linhai.

Who is impersonating Tuo Linhai and why is he impersonating Tuo Linhai?

MD, the one who wrote the letter is a murderer!

"Hey, Brother Han, are you still talking?

The person on the other end of the phone, because Qi Zihan's words stopped abruptly, thought that Qi Zihan's side was disconnected, and let go of his voice and shouted.

Calling Qi Zihan back to his senses, he hung up the phone directly, thought about it, and called Qin Yuxi's mobile phone.

Qin Yuxi was walking towards the backyard of Tuo Linhai's butcher shop, looking at the back of Tuo Linhai walking in front, and chatted:

"Uncle Hai, this land is going to be demolished, why haven't you left yet?"

"I bought this façade, and if I leave, won't I be able to share the demolition money?"

The man in front didn't turn his head back, and kept walking towards the courtyard with Qin Yuxi.

At this time, Qin Yuxi's mobile phone rang, and she muttered, "Then you are so rich and have money to buy a storefront, why don't you send some money back to Grandma Wu?"

While muttering, Qin Yuxi picked up his mobile phone and said "Hey".

"Where are you?"

Qi Zihan felt that in the mobile phone, the ambient sound around Qin Yuxi did not seem to be in the hotel, he originally wanted to tell Qin Yuxi not to send a letter to Wu Tiehua, because the address of the letter was likely to be the location of the murderer of Tuo Linhai.

"I'm here with Uncle Hai. ”

The soft and soft voice came from the earpiece, Qi Zihan almost didn't stand still, he stabilized his mind, took a deep breath, propped his palms on the wall, in the cold air, the sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop,

"Don't panic, Yuxi, can't panic. ”

He opened his mouth and said: "You listen to me, don't show any strange expressions, Tuo Linhai is dead, 12 years ago, the bones found in the cave are his, and the one who wrote to Wu Tiehua is not Tuo Linhai, most likely, it is the murderer who killed Tuo Linhai." ”

In the sunshine of Dasheng, the backyard is full of meat and bones, Qin Yuxi held up his small mobile phone, lowered his eyes, withdrew his gaze from the back of "Tuo Linhai", stepped back calmly, silently opened the distance from the man in front of him, and said to Qi Zihan:

"Oh, I see, you can have lunch first, if I don't come back in the evening......"

Mom, before Qin Yuxi's words were finished, the "Tuo Linhai" in front of him suddenly turned his back and smashed her with an axe, Qin Yuxi reacted quickly, turned around, and ran away from the way he came, shouting while running,

"If you don't come to save me, I'm going to be killed! ”

"Run!" Qi Zihan shouted anxiously on the phone.

"I ran away, he was chasing me, Mom, I remembered, he was the big yellow tooth who warned me not to go into the cave when I was a child, ahhh