Chapter 89: Strange Tombstones
Putting down the bowl, Fang Rui bowed deeply to the uncle, he didn't know why he did it, it was just the natural movement of his body.
"No, young man, it's just a bowl of water. Since my daughter left, no one has talked to me for so long......" In the uncle's eyes, the crystal tears danced with the candle flame, as if some kind of wish was fulfilled.
"Uncle, I like camping, I've been around here for the past few days, and I'll come over to chat with you when I'm free!" Fang Rui said solemnly.
"That's good, that's good, oh, that's good! Then I'll boil water every day and wait for you!" the old man wiped the corner of his eye with his right hand, which was blackened with firewood, and a black "scar" flowed over his face. Immediately, this "scar" was diluted by new tears.
Fang Rui nodded solemnly again. This can be regarded as a verbal agreement between the two.
Out of the mud-brick house, Fang Rui happened to see the black cirrus clouds in the east, moving towards him. Where the persimmon tree on the left hand was, there were a few bird chirps. Other than that, there is only a static landscape painting of the Northwest.
Fang Rui walked briskly towards the bottom of the hill. Passing through the abandoned path paved with green and yellow thatch, I turned the corner and saw that Li Weidong and Xu Shang were already waiting in the place where they parted not long ago.
"Master, Brother Shang......" walked up to him, and Fang Rui said hello.
"Xiao Fang, have you gained anything?" asked Li Weidong.
"Master, behind that hill, there are three families. One of them is supposed to be the suspect's home. I talked to an old man for a while, and I gained something. Fang Rui took the mineral water handed over by Xu Shang, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a big sip of water after speaking. It's just that I've drunk the bitter bowl of water from the old man's house, and anything I drink today will be bitter.
"From him, I learned that in the house behind his house, there lived a blind grandmother, who was probably the suspect's mother. But there's one thing I've never understood. Fang Rui put the cap on the mineral water bottle.
"What's the matter?" asked Xu Shang and Li Weidong almost at the same time.
"The people in Aoyama told us that the suspect had no chat history in the local area, but the old man said that he had fled the place because he had committed a crime. Could there be any story in between?" Fang Rui's words attracted the attention of Li Weidong and Xu Shang. The difference between the two parties' statements should be a story behind the J party's incomprehension.
"Are you sure?" Li Weidong asked.
Judging from the tone and expression of the old man's speech, it should be true. Either what he's talking about isn't a suspect, or there's information we don't have. Fang Rui is sure.
"Okay, then you can continue to contact the old man tomorrow, and we will find a way to contact the invisible old woman. Li Weidong looked at his mobile phone, the time was already more than eight o'clock, and the night fell early, urging people and birds to return home.
"Master, I want to apply to buy a tent, I want to squat around here, maybe there will be an unexpected gain!" Fang Rui asked Li Weidong tentatively.
"What the hell do you kid want to do!" Despite saying this, Li Weidong still looked at Xu Shang, and Xu Shang also nodded.
Fang Rui knew that the matter of buying a tent had already been done. There are two reasons for buying a tent, one is that Fang Rui wants to see if this "suspected" suspect who once appeared will still appear, and the other is that he still wants to have contact with this old man again. From the moment he spoke, Fang Rui had a strong curiosity about this old man, and always felt that he was a person with a story, otherwise he would not be so indifferent when his life was so poor. And when it came to the old grandmother's son, he obviously had something to say.
The three of them returned to Qingshan District, Xu Shang took Fang Rui to buy supplies such as tents and sleeping bags, and sent him back to the scheduled campsite.
"Be careful at night, if you see a criminal suspect, don't go alone! Just find out where he is hiding!" helped Fang Rui set up the tent, and before driving, Xu Shang instructed Fang Rui.
"Don't worry, Brother Shang!" Fang Rui hugged the sleeping bag and water, and smiled at Xu Shang stupidly.
Xu Shang didn't say anything more. It's just that I appreciate this young man in front of me even more, this guy is exactly the same as Li Weidong when he was young, he likes to use his brain for everything, and he dares to do it himself. He's a practical person.
Watching Xu Shang drive away, Fang Rui secretly made up his mind that he must get as many clues as possible. He walked towards the tent while feeling dark.
It's just that in the pitch black, Fang Rui's sense of direction is a little blurred. He wanted to turn on the light of his mobile phone, but he was holding something and it was inconvenient to hold it, so he could rely on the stars to point the way, but when he looked up, the whole sky was covered by dark clouds, and he couldn't find a star at all. Fang Rui was helpless, so he could only grope forward with his feelings. Anyway, the campsite is behind the hill, and as long as you walk towards the dark hill, you should be able to get there.
Fang Rui walked in the dark for a while, and the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong.
"It shouldn't be so far!" Fang Rui said to himself.
So he put down the sleeping bag in his hand, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and turned on the flashlight.
Some things are destined in the dark.
When a small piece of the dark and silent land was illuminated by a mobile phone flashlight, Fang Rui vaguely saw something like a stone monument in front of him.
Fang Rui held his sleeping bag in his hand, held his mobile phone and water in one hand, and moved towards the stone tablet.
When I got closer, I realized that it was a tombstone. And it had just been cleaned, and some apples and other tributes had been placed. This is strange. Fang Rui's hometown borders L City, and the customs of the two places are not very different, so Fang Rui knows that the locals will not erect a monument. And in a place like L City, whole blocks of shale are hard to find. But what appeared in front of him was a real tombstone. How can this be explained?
And I learned from the old man that there are only three of them in the vicinity, to be precise, just the three of them, and they shouldn't come here to worship and sweep, and it's not a New Year's holiday.
The more curious people are, the more they want to know the truth, the more courageous they are. Moreover, Fang Rui has always regarded himself as "upright and not afraid of ghosts and gods". He put down what he was holding and put the light of his phone close to the tombstone. Only then did I see the words on it clearly.
It turned out that this person's name was Hu Chun, and judging from the date of birth and the date of death, she was only 20 years old when she died. Seeing the end, the three names above made Fang Rui ecstatic as if he had obtained a treasure. Almost in this graveyard, screaming at this moment.
"Monument erector Wang Xiaoliu".
Isn't this "Wang Xiaoliu" the suspect he has worked so hard to track down in the past few days? Since he has gained something, he has not come in vain! Fang Rui picked up his sleeping bag, took the mineral water, and began to walk to the other side with the help of his mobile phone flashlight. After taking less than two steps, he stepped back and bowed solemnly to the tombstone.
Although "not afraid of ghosts and gods", it is still necessary to respect the hearts of the dead!