37. Mourning

"Lao Ye, the second aunt can't be saved, you mourn. ”

Ye Qiu's mind was confused, just the day before yesterday, he counted down his second aunt at the dinner table. Seeing her cautious appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, there was a sense of revenge in her heart.

But she was so embarrassed at the moment, so helpless to leave, after all, it was not easy.

Every life deserves to be respected, and the second aunt loves him after all. Otherwise, why help him get the job done?

"Never label someone else"

Ye Qiu remembered the words on the title page of his father's notebook, and he began to understand the meaning behind it. Once in his eyes, the second aunt was a selfish and black-bellied woman, but how much do you know about her life?

When Dong Fatzi was stunned by Ye Qiu, he shouted to a group of people from a nearby village to come over and help. In fact, it is not just to help, judging from the scene, there are also four villagers who died, and it is said that they were road maintenance workers in this section.

"Fatty, is there any whereabouts of Zhao Han?"

Ye Qiu finally recovered from his grief, Dong Fatzi had already led people to clean up the place where the collapse was, and there were four corpses.

According to the road worker Sanhua, they are the squad elder Chen, the worker Dalong, and the worker Baozi, and the rest is the second aunt.

Fortunately, it was late at night, and the traffic volume of the Shannan Tunnel was the lowest of the day, so it did not cause any bigger accidents.

The town's security office and traffic office were about to send people over one after another, and Ye Qiu hurriedly pulled the fat man away.

"Zhao Han, who sent a message for help, is she alive or dead? Why did her mobile phone signal appear at the scene of the accident?"

These are unanswered questions.

Dong Fatzi took out a mobile phone from the dirt, the mobile phone was broken, and the mobile phone card inside was also broken.

"I remember, this is not Zhao Han's mobile phone number!"

Ye Qiu's hindsight startled Dong Fatzi, but he heard Ye Qiu continue: "Zhao Han is studying in the UK, and when he came back, he temporarily used a mobile phone number abandoned by his second aunt, and I mistakenly thought that the person who asked for help was Zhao Han. ”

"Actually, the person who asked for help in the early morning was the second aunt!"

Dong Fat's scalp tingled for a while: "What about Zhao Han?"

"Yes, Zhao Han. Ye Qiu couldn't figure out what was going on, the fat man drove him on the way back, and he couldn't help but call his second uncle.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Qing's voice was very low, probably accompanying the people above in a high-level club.

Ye Qiu calmly said the summary of the matter, but he didn't expect that on the other end of the phone, Zhao Qing's tone was calm: "I know." ”

"I see?"

Ye Qiu was a little shocked, Zhao Qing's attitude was unwavering, as if he had always known about the death of his second aunt, and his emotions did not fluctuate;

Ye Qiu was about to hang up the phone, maybe the reason why the superior people were in the position probably had a lot to do with their successful cultivation and not eating fireworks in the world.

"Do me a favor. Zhao Qing actually asked him for help, which had never happened in the past twenty years.

Ye Qiuzheng hesitated to refuse, Zhao Qing said: "Zhao Han is fine, she is in my newly purchased villa"

Only when talking about her daughter, Zhao Qing's tone was a little human: "This girl, I will definitely not be able to think of it, you help me take care of her for two days, I can't leave." ”

The phone hung up.

"How is it? Is there any news from Zhao Han?" Dong Fatzi probably heard the content of the phone call and asked curiously.

"Well, Zhao Qing gave me the address of a villa, and we went straight over. ”

"Old Ye, this is not right. The fat man said: "If I'm not mistaken, your relationship with your second aunt is average." If she is really in trouble, her first reaction is to find your second uncle. Zhao Qing is no longer close to people, but he is his husband, and he is in a high position. No matter how you look at it, asking for help from Zhao Qing is more effective than you being an unemployed vagrant. ”

Ye Qiu didn't understand this truth, he had a guess in his heart, the second aunt at the last moment, there should be something that had to be handed over to him, and Zhao Qing was not at ease.

But this is just an unfounded conjecture, and there may never be an answer for the rest of your life.

Tengwang Pavilion Shunjing, the most luxurious residential area in Jiangning, the address given by Zhao Qing is here.

The security procedures in the community are obviously much higher than those in other places, Ye Qiu and Dong Fatzi drove the old jeep, and the doorman said that they just refused to let them go.

Zhao Han must have known about the matter of the second aunt, although Ye Qiu didn't know through what channel she learned about it.

Ye Qiu was worried about Zhao Han's safety, but he was his cousin who grew up with him. She's a bit of a venomous girl, but that doesn't affect her kindness.

Ye Qiu's eyes were cold and stared at the few security guards who insisted on doing things according to the rules, Dong Fatzi had never seen Ye Qiu's eyes like this. Even when he was impersonated by Zhao Yi openly, he didn't look at people that way.

It felt like he was going to burst out and kill people in the next second.

Dong Fatzi hurriedly grabbed Ye Qiu and called the general manager of one of his father's media. The man happened to live in Tengwang Pavilion Shunjing, and the security guard finally let him go.

The jeep was parked in the center of the townhouse, Ye Qiu got out of the car, took two steps up the wall, and climbed directly into the yard.

The door to the courtyard of the villa is open, as is the gate on the first floor.

The wind passed through the empty room, the lights were turned off, and there was a dead silence. By the way, only the white curtains are fluttering.

Ye Qiu went straight to the second floor, and before he could go upstairs, he heard a miserable laughter, like a scene from Uncle Ying's zombie movie.

Dong Fatzi followed closely behind Ye Qiu, and his heart rose to his throat.

"Uh-huh, you're here. ”

They stepped onto the second floor, and suddenly the lights turned on. This is a villa newly bought by Zhao Qing, the large furniture has not yet been purchased, and the tone of the whole villa is dazzling white.

Under the stimulation of the chandelier on the roof, as far as the eye can see, it is white.

Like, like a hospital.

The feeling of palpitations.

Ye Qiu subconsciously turned his gaze to the balcony, which was a large balcony. Compared to the glaring white, only there is black, the black of the night.

Zhao Han was barefoot, wearing a white pajamas, and sat on his knees in the corner of the balcony.

She hugged her knees with a miserable smile on her face: "Ye Qiu." ”

Ye Qiu walked over slowly, and he suddenly found that he didn't know what to say. Life and death are the most difficult things in life.

"Let's go, go to my house. ”

Fortunately, Zhao Han didn't think about it, and when Ye Qiu hugged her off the balcony, she was unusually quiet and cooperative.

Ye Qiu was even more puzzled, why did the news of the death of her second aunt and her two immediate family members act so lightly.

This is probably the saddest person who walks the tea cool.

When I got home, my mother had already cleaned up the house where Zhao Han lived when he was a child. The fat man tossed together until the second half of the night, and Ye Qiu asked him to go back first.

Before leaving, Ye Qiu said: "Fatty, the thing I said before, you can start doing it." ”