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Seeing that Huo Jingui had no time to take care of himself at the moment, Gao Guangrong wanted to slip away when he smeared oil on the soles of his feet! But he had just walked out of the five steps when he saw a tall figure jump out of the rice field, blocking his way in an instant.

"Uncle Huo, just let him go? Do you think he will be the mastermind of that incident?" Suddenly blocking Gao Guangrong's way was none other than Liu Xinghao, who had been hiding in the rice field. He saw that this Gao Guangrong wanted to slip away, so he had to show up to block him.

Since this Gao Guangrong has been contaminated with drugs, what kind of things can he do to seek money, kill people, and set fires? This person is definitely suspicious!

Hearing Liu Xinghao say this, Uncle Huo gradually eased up, he gathered his mind and asked in a low voice: "Lao Gao, if I ask you a question, you must answer me honestly!"

Gao Guangrong is now controlled by others, and he has no choice at all, so he has to nod and say, "You ask." As long as I know, I'll tell you everything. ”

"Okay! That's what I'm waiting for!" Uncle Huo suddenly turned around and came to Gao Guangrong's face, staring at his eyes and asking word by word, "What I want to ask is, is there anything to do with the death of the old village chief!?"

As soon as he heard Huo Jingui ask about this, Gao Guangrong immediately panicked, and hurriedly explained: "Old Huo! You don't want to put any on my head! The old village chief treats me like a mountain, and I can't even repay him yet, how can I harm him! Besides, his old man is dying, how can you say that it has something to do with me?"

Judging by the expression on Gao Guangrong's face, it didn't look like he was lying. Huo Jingui has known him for so many years, and he naturally has a thorough understanding of his temperament, once Gao Guangrong lies, he will unconsciously blink his eyes, but just now he didn't blink his eyes.

"Then let me ask you, who is the person who brought you opium tonight, and where did you get all this money to buy so much opium?"

"That person just now is Qiu Li, who came to our village with Cha Bo last time to make trouble, he is a distant relative of my old bridesmaid's family, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to take his line. As for the money to buy opium, it was all I had saved through all these years of hard work to save food and drink, and this money was originally intended to be kept for me and my wife as coffins, who would have thought that she would be one step ahead of me and get this disease...... Alas, I just want to make her suffer less, that's all. Gao Guangrong said sincerely, for his wife, it can be said that he is benevolent and righteous.

Money, a thing that people love and hate, can buy thousands of goods in the world, but only time and life can't buy it. Once people reach the end of their lives, they often realize that money, a bastard, is really meaningless, it is not brought in life, and it is not taken away in death. A hundred years of life is empty in the blink of an eye.

"You go, go back and take care of your wife. Uncle Huo gave Liu Xinghao a look, signaling that there was no need to stop Gao Guangrong anymore.

"But, Uncle Huo, just based on his words, do you believe him?"

"I believe in him. Let him go. Uncle Huo nodded, suddenly shook his head again, put his hands behind his back, and stretched his waist hard.

Since Uncle Huo believed him, Liu Xinghao couldn't stop him anymore, so he had to step aside and make way for Gao Guangrong.

Gao Guangrong was not in a hurry to leave, he first looked at Huo Jingui, and then at Liu Xinghao beside him, and when he was about to take a step, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his foot, as if he had been bitten by some insect. Snakes, insects, rats and ants are naturally indispensable in the fields in the countryside, Gao Guangrong looked down and saw that there was nothing wrong with his feet, so he didn't take it seriously and strode away.

When he was far away, Liu Xinghao came to Uncle Huo's side and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Huo, now can we lock the suspect on one person?"

Uncle Huo nodded slowly, as if he was still thinking about something, he raised his head and looked at the waning moon hanging in the night sky, and sighed deeply......

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Early the next morning, just after dawn, the big rooster in the village crowed three times, and Huo Jingui got up from the bed early. He neither went out nor made a fire to cook, but picked up the cigarette bag and pot, and sat down in the courtyard and muttered silently.

Gao Guangrong's explanation last night is still in my ears, this guy grew up with him since he was a child, if he can't even see through it, then his life will really be in vain.

The current situation is as Liu Xinghao said, the only suspicious object in the village is Ding Zhaokun alone. This Ding Zhaokun is Ah Si's father and the oldest person in the village. If the old village chief was really killed by him, then what was he for?

Huo Jingui held the cigarette holder in his mouth and snorted unhurriedly, the curling smoke was endless, and the spicy taste of tobacco made Huo Jingui expensive

The wrinkles on his face became a little deeper, and even his tightly knit brow was like an intertwined tree root, which could not be unraveled.

A bag of cigarettes looked like it was about to be smoked, Huo Jingui suddenly knocked the cigarette bag and pot in his hand to the ground, and the tobacco leaves still burning in the cigarette pot splashed everywhere with sparks. I saw Huo Jingui stand up suddenly, and muttered as if he had made up his mind: "No matter! Today I must go to Lao Ding to ask him clearly!"

Huo Jingui tightened the trouser pocket on his waist, and was about to go out, but he saw a person in front of him running towards him in a hurry. Take a closer look, this person is not Xiaoya's father.

"Dali, why are you going? Hawking greeted him.

"Uncle Huo, I'm just here to find you!" As he spoke, he had already rushed to the door of Hawking's house, and before he could breathe, he shouted urgently: "You...... Just go...... Gao Guangrong and their family...... Check it out. ”

"Gao Guangrong, what's wrong with his family?" Uncle Huo thought about it, what could happen to his family? Could it be that there was a fire?

He ...... He...... He's dying!"

"Ah?!" As soon as he heard this, Huo Jingui didn't say a word and ran towards Gao Guangrong's house!

rushed to the door of Gao Guangrong's house in a panic, only to see that many people from nearby neighbors had already rushed over to help. Seeing that Hawking Gui had arrived, everyone consciously let a way out.

Huo Jingui took three steps and made two steps to the hospital bed, looking at Gao Guangrong, who was obviously fine last night, suddenly like a frosted eggplant, the whole person was wilted, his face was purple, he was already out of breath and less in breath, and he couldn't speak.

How is this situation exactly the same as when the old village chief was at the time?!